Izaya could hear the grunts and growls of Shizuo on his tail, as he threatened to throw yet another large and heavy object his way. He laughed giddily as he hopped over a bench, hearing it splinter and snap as a street lamp landed where he just was. He landed on the balls of his feet, twisting around to throw a spare blade at Shizuo, which cut him across the cheek as he ducked away. Izaya continued to run backwards across the street.
He stumbled back as a car sped by, nearly knocking the informant off his feet. He chuckled a bit and used this time to catch his breath and watch Shizuo run right into traffic.
Shizuo's eyes widened as the loud honking of a car horn startled him from his blind rage. He dug his heels into the gravel, skidding to a halt as he saw the car fly past in front of him. He managed to stop himself before lurched back, stepping back onto the sidewalk. He coughed and sputtered as dirt and gravel kicked up around him in a thick cloud. Izaya stopped and smirked, catching his breathe as he watched the ex-bartender pant and cough.
He tried to get a breath in, but couldn't seem to get a fresh take of air. He coughed harder, doubling over as his body trembled from the intense hacking. He rested his hand on his knee as he bent over, using his first to beat at his chest to try and get some air.
"W-what the hell?" he thought as he struggled to breathe. His vision was growing spotty and he felt dizzy.
Izaya narrowed his eyes and watched as Shizuo continued to cough the entire length of the light. Tilting his head to the side slightly, he walked back across the street, coming closer to Shizuo. He kept a firm grip on his flick blade in case this was a trick. But he was just too damn curious, he just had to know what was going on.
"So, the almighty Shizu-chan is rendered immobile from a few coughs?" Izaya sneered, dropping partway onto his knees as he peered up at Shizuo. His gaze flickered along Shizuo's smooth features; features he has never been this close to see for a prolonged period of time.
Shizuo's face was tinted red from the immense coughing and wheezing, and his saccharine eyes were screwed shut in sharp pain. His blonde hair, which looked much softer up close, stuck to his forehead as small beads of sweat dripped down.
He actually looked…
Human.
"Tch…you actually resemble one of the creatures I love when you're like this." he grumbled as he ran his hands along the dirty ground, playing with the dust and gravel as it fell through the spaces in his fingers. "So weak and helpless…like a lamb in a lions den."
He frowned for a moment when Shizuo remained silently; no longer coughing, but still breathing shallowly.
"Tell me, do you feel weak right now, Shizu-chan? Confused and frightened. Can't even muster the strength to take me out when I'm right in front of your face." He purred, mocking Shizuo as he grinned, narrowing his eyes. Izaya laughed mirthfully and tilted his head, his carmine eyes glinting. He dragged a finger roughly into the asphalt and pressed it to Shizuo's jaw, dragging it along his face to leave a dirty smudge on his sharp features.
"Haha!~ You can't even stop me from touching your face! How pathetic." The informant stood back up when Shizuo was unable to answer, still gasping for air, even though the dust had settled. The wind blew around them, giving Shizuo some relief when he was able to take in a decent amount of fresh air.
"Fucking…Flea…" he rasped as he looked up at Izaya, his eyes red and bleary and his throat raw and scratched.
Izaya smiled viciously and shrugged, chuckling to himself, "Not so strong are you? Hmm? Seems like all I have to do to get rid of you is make you choke on some dirt."
Izaya swung his arm around, flinging dirt into Shizuo's face; laughing hysterically when Shizuo covered his mouth and nose and started coughing hard. He heard a growl and saw Shizuo's bloodshot eyes before the blonde lunged forward, reaching for Izaya.
The brunette spun around, dodging the attack and grinned blissfully, "Ahh Shizu-chan, since I'm feeling nice today, I'll let you slide this once. Besides, I want to kill you when you're showing your true monstrous colors. Not this sad excuse."
Shizuo howled Izaya's name as the informant disappeared down the alley, heading off to who knows where. The blonde coughed some more, leaning up against the brick wall of store, staring at the darkening sky.
"What's happening to me?"