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After a nice meal Shinra had kindly offered, Shizuo walked down the partially empty streets of Ikebukuro, looking down at the piece of paper in his hand. This small tab brought back many nostalgic memories of his childhood. With how many times he was in the hospital, and how many pills he had to take, he had grown used to the doctors scrawl that was nearly impossible to read.
Shinra had written a very crude doctors note, making sure to circle the prescribed medication in a thick red marker, so Shizuo couldn't miss it. The blonde huffed and shoved the prescription in his jeans pocket, as he quickened his pace.
"Go straight to the drug store and pick up the medication. And don't you dare buy any cigarettes." Shizuo grumbled under his breath, "Yeah yeah Shinra, I got it."
He shivered a bit and pulled his jacket closer around him. He coughed a bit in the cold, but managed to hold back a bit after the cough syrup Shinra had force him to drink. Celty offered to give him a ride to the pharmacy, but Shizuo kindly declined. He had been feeling weak and lethargic that past few days. He felt like stretching his legs.
Deep in his pocket, his cell rang. He answered it quickly, not bothering to look at the caller ID.
"Yo.
"Shizuo, how are you feeling?" Tom asked from the restaurant he was currently sitting at. Shizuo smiled and looked up toward the night sky, watching the clouds move over the stars. The rain had stopped falling, but the sky was still cloudy.
"Hey Tom. Sorry I had to take a break from work."
"No no, don't be sorry. You work hard anyways. You deserved a break." Tom chuckled into the phone. Shizuo could hear the soft ting of a spoon against a glass, and imagined Tom sitting at a café, swirling a spoon in his coffee, mixing the milk and coffee blend into a light brown mixture.
"Anyways, I'm feeling better." Shizuo said, a small grimace to his tone. It was only a white lie, he reminded himself. He was feeling better with the cough medicine…
"That's great! Although I do want you to take another few days off work. It's been pretty slow anyways, and you should take a few days to rest up."
"Ahh, thanks Tom. I really need it. I'm actually heading toward the pharmacy to pick up some medication. I should be back to normal soon."
"Whatever normal is for you." Tom grinned as he sipped at his piping hot coffee. He could hear Shizuo's throaty laugh on the other side of the line, a light cough following after. "Just focus on getting better, alright?"
"Yeah, I will. No worries."
"Alright, I'll let you go then. See you when you get better."
"Will do." Shizuo agreed as he crossed the street. He closed his phone with a snap, and dropped it into his pocket as he saw the bright neon sign of the drug store a few storefronts ahead.
He was hoping this dose would help him shake off this cough. It was a higher prescription, and was more focused on his lungs rather than allergies. And he still doubted smoking made it any worse. But he promised Shinra that he would try to quit. His fingers twitched a bit as he physically remembered the sensation of a lit cigarette in between his fingers. He sighed a bit, looking down at his hand.
"Not gonna feel that any more."
"Feel what anymore?~"
Shizuo froze in his spot and felt the hairs on his neck stand up. He turned, narrowing his eyes as the familiar silhouette came closer. Even though it was dark, and the moon was hidden behind clouds, Shizuo could still see the gleam of red peeking out from underneath that furred hood. And he could feel that condescending smirk on his face.
"Izaya."
"Shizu-chan."
Shizuo tried to ignore the way his heart rate sky rocketed. The way his fists clenched in reaction to simply seeing the flea's face. He grit his teeth, feeling the vein in his head throb with anger as Izaya stood under the light of a street lamp; looking almost ethereal under it's light, as his long shadows stretched out to greet Shizuo.
"Fuck off Louse." He grunted after a short silence, and turned to continue walking toward his destination. 'Gotta keep focused. Can't let him get to me again.'
Izaya blinked and raised his brow in fascination. Shizuo, turning around and leaving him be? Not even an enraged roar or a threat to kill him? The informant grinned curiously and followed the brute, stepping in his shadows with light feet.
"Neh, Shizu-chan. Finally able to control yourself around me?"
"I said fuck off."
"What a potty mouth~" Izaya grumbled as he picked up his pace, edging himself to go further so he was skipping alongside Shizuo's long and heavy strides. "I thought your mother would have taught you better."
"I thought your mother would have raised you to not be a freakin psycho." The blonde growled as he kept his hard gaze ahead. He refused to acknowledge the fact that the flea was grating on his nerves.
Izaya laughed, causing Shizuo to flinch and reflexively clench his hand harder. "Oh Shizu-chan, I'm not a psycho. It's called a sociopath."
"I don't care what the hell it is, just get away from me."
Izaya frowned and made a small noise that sounded like a strange melody of disappointment and amusement. "You're not being fun today, what gives?"
Shizuo stopped in front of the pharmacy and grabbed a hold of Izaya's collar, dragging him off his feet so they were face to face, nose barely touching. He growled menacingly as he watched that satisfied grin grow on Izaya's face. The neon red lights of the sign flickered, causing macabre shadows to form on there menacing faces. The red of the lights only enhanced the bloody color of Izaya's eyes as they remained locked on Shizuo.
"You listen here louse." Shizuo started with a raspy growl as he tightened his hold. "I told you to get the fuck away. I'm not in the mood to deal with your and your psycho sociology bullshit."
Izaya merely clucked his tongue and shook his head, "So noble today. Not even attempting to beat my face in."
"I've got better things to do with my time."
He dropped Izaya to the ground, turning away quickly as he stalked into the pharmacy, leaving the informant to smooth out his shirt. Izaya tilted his head slightly as he watched the blonde head through the window head back toward the medication aisle. He pulled his hood over his head and stepped back into the shadows.
"Unpredictable and interesting as always, Shizu-chan."