Inspired by izaynii's gifs (Also crossposted on Tumblr and AO3)

Part 1

Izaya liked rooftops.

Heights were among his favourite things, right underneath humans. It allows him the distance to observe his favourite subjects, and usually gave him a stellar bird-eye view of his surroundings. Therefore, it doesn't surprise anyone (or at least, it wouldn't surprise anyone if he had any friends) to find the brunet perched on the rooftop, eyeing the world beneath him with a wide grin.

Today was no different.

Or at least, it was no different until he stumbled upon another brunet in his usual spot.

The other brunet was asleep on his back, basking in the warm noon sun. He wore a blue uniform of another school-perhaps from Raijin Middle School? Though if he did came from that school then it begged to question why he was in the rooftop of Izaya's school. There were some distance between Raijin and his middle school, after all, and he couldn't imagine someone from another school would come to this rooftop on a whim on lunch break, especially when there wouldn't be any time to return to class.

As he was contemplating on whether to wake up the other boy or not, said brunet opened his eyes (brown like chocolates, but sweet or bitter?). His gaze was directed at the vast blue above them, before sliding down to meet his russet eyes, as if some instinct had given away his presence. The boy frowned, sitting up to face him.

"Who are you?" He asked, chocolate eyes flickering up and down his form, scrutinizing him for something Izaya didn't know.

"Isn't it rude to ask for someone's name before giving your own?" Izaya drawled, hands in his pocket as he smirked back at the other brunet.

His frown turned into a scowl, before he abruptly looked away. "Heiwajima Shizuo." The other boy growled out, almost as if he was disgusted by his own name.

"Heiwajima Shizuo, huh?" Izaya rolled his name around his head. "Now that's better. My name is Orihara Izaya."

That chocolate gaze snapped back at him, eyes wide and mouth agape in open shock. "You don't know who I am?"

"Should I?" The brunet tilted his head, drawing a mocking smirk over his lips. "Well then, you must not be as famous as you think, Shizuo-kun."

"Heh, I wish," Shizuo scoffed, glancing away again, before his gaze returned to him. "What are you doing here anyway? Isn't it lunchtime or something? Shouldn't you be hanging out with your friends?"

Izaya couldn't help but bark out a laugh. "Shouldn't I be the one asking that? You're from Raijin Middle, right? What are you doing all the way here?"

Shizuo looked away, his frown taking on the weight of some other emotion. "It doesn't matter." He muttered. "I'm here because there's nowhere else to be."

He couldn't help but tilt his head in curiosity. "I'm certain that Raijin Middle has its own rooftop."

"No, that's not..." The other brunet sighed, brushing a hand through his brown hair. "I just don't want to be there, okay?"

"Still doesn't answer the question."

"Yeah, well, you haven't answered my question." Shizuo countered. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be hanging out with your friends or something? It's lunchtime, after all."

Izaya laughed, smirking down at him. "That only applies if you have friends."

The brunet looked shocked, frowning up at him in confusion. "You don't?"

"I don't particularly care for them." Izaya shrugged, then laughed at the other's expression. "Now, now, don't look like that! I rather like my solitude, thank you very much."

"Being alone is different from solitude," Shizuo mumbled, looking away. His gaze was fixed on the horizon beyond the rooftops, and Izaya absentmindedly wondered what it was he was seeing. Then, the brunet reached out and patted the floor next to him, still looking at the horizon as he mumbled out. "Here. Wanna sit or something? Can't imagine standing there to be comfortable."

Izaya blinked, then laughed again, settling down next to the other boy. "Well," he purred, drawing a smirk over his lips. "Since you insist…"