The walk to his apartment was silent and awkward with this girl, (F/N), by Shizuo's side. At least for him it was, the high school girl skipped happily by his side, her long black hair swaying back and forth humming happily.
"So Shizu-san, do you have a girlfriend?"
The question was so blunt and straightforward that it caught the strongest man in Ikebukuro off guard.
"No." he grunted hiding his shock. The girl stopped.
"I'll bet if you smiled more girls would talk to you."
"Don't have the patience to deal with one anyway." He said as he walked passed her.
(F/N) caught up with Shizuo and stood in front of him skipping backwards.
"Don't you get lonely though Shizu-san?" Shizuo raised an eyebrow.
"How are you doing that?" The raven-haired girl beamed.
"It takes skill to be this awesome. Some people learn others are born with it. You still haven't answered my question Shizu-san."
"I don't care of if I'm lonely or not and stop calling me that."
"Then what should I call you?"
"Just Shizuo is fine."
(F/N)-kun smiled.
"Whatever floats your boat artichoke!"
The man wearing sunglasses raised an eyebrow again, but said nothing.
"I never got to tell you how awesome it was when you sent that punk flying!"
This time he couldn't hide his shock.
"You weren't scared at all?"
"No. Why would I? You came to my rescue!" The girl tilted her head
"Was I supposed to be?"
"You should be. I'm impatient and throw things when I'm angry." The girl laughed
"So do I! You just haven't seen it yet and hopefully won't."
"Tch, I doubt you're scarier than I am when I'm angry."
(F/N) stopped walking and she looked into Shizuo's eyes, her expression hard as stone.
"You wanna bet?"
"I'm not gonna argue with you about it so drop it." The tone in his voice said it all; I'm done playing games so shut up. The man in the bartender suit took out a cigarette and lit.
"Fine." She huffed, obviously annoyed and turned away.