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Hello there~ -^.^-

Okay, first: Thank you for checking out my story~! (-^o^-)/ And second: This is my very first time writing a fanfic ever, so please don´t be too hard on me. ^^' I don´t know what I am doing. XD Oh well~ Still hope you like it~

Enjoy! -^.^-

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Chapter 1: I am not scared.

-On the streets of Ikebukuro. Shizuo & Izaya´s point of view-

"IIII-ZAAAAA-YAAAAA!"

CRASH. Another telephone pole collided with hard concrete, right where a certain ravenhaired man was standing just seconds before.

"What´s wrong Shizu-chan~? I know you can aim better than that~!" the original target of the thrown object teased.

Izaya Orihara- Best information broker in Ikebukuro and Shizuo Heiwajima´s greatest foe.

Teasing his nemesis further, Izaya hurled another one of his blades at the former bartender.

"Shizu-chan~ come on catch me if you can~" he taunted with his trademark smirk.

Shizuo felt the anger welling up inside him, as the flea used his so hated nickname again.

"YOU DAMN FLEA! I WILL KILL YOU! I WILL KILL YOU TILL YOU`RE DEAD!" he yelled, anger taking the better of him.

He grabbed a nearby trashcan, heaved it without any trouble at all and threw it at his most loathed enemy. Izaya however dodged it laughing.

"Now, that doesn´t make much sense, don´t you think Shizu-chan?"

Dammit! That shitty flea, can´t he stop moving for one moment, so that I can kill him?!

However Izaya certainly wasn´t going to do him that favour. Just like before he evaded every flying object that was supposedly aimed at him and carefree continued making fun of the debt collector.

Oh how he loved seeing his blond so furious.

"IZAYAAAAA!"

"Whoa, isn´t that Heiwajima Shizuo?"

"Scary…"

"Orihara is also there, get away, that´s gonna be dangerous!"

Astonished bystanders watched the two of them as they took out their usual fight on the streets. Just like that, they went on in their typical daily routine off chasing one another through Ikebukuro.

Izaya chuckled. Even though this wasn´t an unusual sight, the residents didn´t seem to get tired of the scenario. He couldn´t blame them. After all how could someone ever get tired of watching his beloved monster, doing impossible things like throwing light poles and vending machines after him?

Just then another light pole, followed by a stop sign flew over, only a few inches apart from Izaya´s face. He stopped in his movement and looked frowning at the ridiculously well-aimed object.

I guess that´s it for today…

He decided that he should make his leave. Swiftly he dashed to the other side of the street- of course not without flashing Shizuo one last smirk.

"Well then Shizu-chan, I think we played enough for today." he vocalized in a taunting tune, making the blond shoot him a glare.

"OI, I AM NOT FINISHED WITH YOU YET!" he barked furiously.

However Izaya didn´t listen. Instead he waved at the debt collector briefly, before disappearing into an alley. Immediately Shizuo rushed after him, not done with the flea yet, but as he reached the alley there was already no trace of the informant left.

-A few hours later in a bar. Shizuo´s point of view-

"DAMMIT!"

Utterly frustrated Shizuo slammed his fist onto the bar counter, which ended up being decorated with a decent hole. A few girls in the back of the bar screamed surprised by the sudden outburst of the blond.

"Shizuo, calm down…", Tom sighed, while putting a hand on the blond´s right shoulder.

But the blond was still trembling with anger.

Tom invited Shizuo to go to a bar with him, after they finished their work as dept collectors. He had been in a bad mood all day since he met Izaya- of course, that bastard always managed to make his blood boil- and agreed, knowing Tom just wanted to get the information broker out of his mind. He really apreciated Tom´s effort, but still- Shizuo was pissed off.

Instead of calming down he was now furiously taking out his anger on the bar counter.

"That shitty bastard, next time I see him, I am definitely killing him!" he announced while gulping down his drink.

"Well, stop destroying the bar for now, I don´t wanna be thrown out because of you." Tom rubbing his temples sighing.

Sudden realization hit him, as Shizuo looked at the crashed table in front of him. Guilty he clenched his fists.

"Sorry... But that fucking flea just makes my blood boil!" he tried to justify his action.

He gritted his teeth as he remembered the smirking louse running away to make his escape again...

Oh god how much he hated that sneaky grin!

It always went that way!

Every fucking time Shizuo met that parasite he just got away, mostly without even a scratch!

Why the fuck does he always freaking get away?!

Tom sighed and looked at the obviously still raging ex-bartender.

"Why do you even hate him that much? I know he pulled some tricks to get you arrested and such, but it´s not like this hasn´t happened with others too…" his voice held curiosity as he asked the question.

Shizuo finally looked up. He decided to grab one of his cancer sticks as a means of calming him down. Indeed, Tom had a point, he couldn´t care less, what the flea had done to him, there were others who had done worse. But the flea…. he just seemed to keep pushing the wrong buttons…

It´s not like he did anything. I just hated him the first second I saw him.

He frowned at the memory of their first encounter- and that damn self-confident grin of his.

"It´s just that smirk on his face…", Shizuo grunted aloud and blew the smoke into the air.

"You hate him because of his smirk…?", Tom asked with a questioning look.

"Yeah, more or less… I wiped out an entire team before his eyes and he just sat there, actually smiling…!"

Shizuo threw his cigarette to the floor and stomped on it.

"Fuck! Just thinking about it makes me angry! That fucking bastard, I am gonna fucking kill him!"

Raging with his newfound anger he stomped on his cigarette, when suddenly a man, wrapped up in a long black coat, approached him.

"So, you say you want to kill Orihara Izaya?" he asked with a stern voice.

Shizuo turned his head around in order to see who the hell dared to mention the flea´s name when he was around.

"Who the hell are you? Piss off!" he snapped at the stranger, but the weirdo just smirked at the response.

"Excuse me, but I couldn´t refrain from catching a bit of your conversation. I didn´t get around the fact, that you really loath the information broker Orihara Izaya. Enough, to actually kill him… Did I perceive that right?" he asked with a low voice, grin still not fading from his face.

Shizuo eyed the man suspicious.

I didn´t think there would be anyone in Ikebukuro left who didn´t know of our fights…

He turned around annoyed due to having heard the name of his nemesis twice and faced the stranger.

"Yeah that´s right. So, what the hell do you want?", he asked, not missing the way the weirdo´s smirk grew even wider.

"Then I have a job for you.", the stranger declared. Surprised Shizuo gazed at the man.

"A job?" Shizuo raised his eyebrows. He noticed Tom leaning closer, probably wanting to hear what the stranger had to say as well.

"What´s that job about?", Shizuo asked, interest piqued a little bit.

"Well...", he snickered. "I want you to observe Orihara Izaya for me."

Shizuo didn´t miss the way Tom´s eyes nearly popped out, as he heard the request the man was making. He was obviously trying to hold back his laughter and simultaneously eyed Shizuo. He probably waited how the blond would react to that ridiculous request. Shizuo got up from his seat, trying to keep his cool.

That man didn´t know of their relationship, that was he was certain of. Otherwise he wouldn´t have asked Shizuo to actually "observe" his most loathed enemy.

"No way.", Shizuo just sighed and turned to Tom.

"Tom-san, I am leaving for today." he declared while leaving the bar.

"Ah, sure.", Tom laughed and looked amused at the surprised stranger. He had anticipated a different answer it seemed. However he didn´t seem to give up yet.

He followed Shizuo.

-outside-

"Well, wait up a bit. I know about your relationship with Izaya Orihara.", he said, having already caught up to Shizuo.

"Huh? You know?", Shizuo asked annoyed. Now he really got on his nerves. He knew about their relationship and dared to request such a stupid thing?!

He clenched his fists in annoyance as the man kept on rambling.

"I heard a little bit. But wait up and let me explain, when I have finished I think you won´t be as opposed to the idea as before.", he said trying to convince him to stop.

Shizuo actually did as he said and turned around to look at the strange guy. His reason however was not to hear the man out, but to shut him up.

"Listen, nothing in the world could get me to volunteerly watch the damned flea! Now stop bothering me, you fucking get on my nerves." Shizuo warned angrily and already motioned to move on.

But the man was persistent- he still kept following him.

Calm down- Calm down, you already destroyed the city once today, there is no need to do it twice… Shizuo tried to not give in to this rising anger of his as the man pestered him again.

"Just think about it! You hate Orihara Izaya. You hate him so much you fight with him every day in order to kill him!"

Damn right, now piss off.

"Yet you never caught him so far… Doesn´t it get on your nerves, that he always gets away…?"

That made Shizuo stop in his movement. He didn´t miss the emphasis the stranger had used to highlight the word always.

That weirdo actually got a point, he didn´t even once get the flea for real. Sure, he would sometimes throw a lucky punch or some sign and scratch or even hit him, but even so he always got away. He turned around briefly.

"What are you trying to tell me?", he asked the stranger.

"I want you to observe Orihara Izaya for a certain purpose- I want to find his weakness." Surprised Shizuo stared at the man.

Weakness…? That bastard has no weakness. Shizuo looked at him with doubt. The stranger seemed to get that Shizuo didn´t really believe the flea had a weakness, so he explained further.

"Every human has a weakness, even a bastard as crazy and sick as Orihara Izaya has one." he tried again, but Shizuo still looked at him doubtfull.

Izaya- having a weakness?- no way. The stranger sighed and waved his hand dismissing.

"Nevermind, how about this? I will pay you 1.000.000¥ per day, how does that sound?"

Shizuo nearly choked on his cigarette as he heard the sum.

"…the fuck?! What, you some rich ass that´s bored or what?", he asked and took a closer look at the stranger.

But besides a huge scar on his left eye there was nothing special about him. Brown hair, brown eyes. Not even some kind of intimidating glare or shit like that. From the sum he mentioned like it was pocket-money he would have guessed he was at least with the yakuza or something like that.

"No, I just also quite hate Orihara Izaya, for reasons you don´t necessarily have to know. Either way, how is it, do we have a deal?"

Shizuo looked at him suspiciously.

Sure he hated the idea of having to watch the fucking flea for even one second- apart from the fact that they wouldn´t discover a weakness on that bastard anyway- but he sure as hell could use the money he offered.

And that damn bastard would probably keep pestering him forever if he didn´t agree- and he certainly wasn´t in the mood now to beat up that guy.

He hated violence.

"Fine...", he grumbled reluctantly. "I will do the job."

The stranger grinned at the response.

"Very well…"

-In Izayas apartment. Izaya point of view-

A: No we disagree.

B: That´s right, your offer is in no way acceptable!

Izaya looked bored at the conversation on his computer. It´s been hours and he was still sitting here, discussing money issues with these stupid men. Izaya sighed.

So they won´t accept…

Why couldn´t they just give him what he wanted? He smirked.

Well, if that´s the case…I will just make you accept~ He began to type again.

Izaya: Lovely B-san and A-san~ I am sure you know, that it wouldn´t be good for you if you denied my offer now, wouldn´t it?~

B: What do you mean?

Izaya: Well, you know, there have been rumors going around!~ People dealing drugs while camouflaging them as company deliverings… Not that you two would be involved with it~

A: You bastard! You have no proof!

Izaya: Oh, I wouldn´t be too sure of that…~

Silence. Izaya leaned back on his chair. Now he just had to wait till they finally gave in and accepted his offer.

Humans sure are easy to read. You threaten them and they do what you want.

Izaya laughed. He didn´t even have the actual proof he was talking about, but just the possibility of it being true would push the two of them to give in. A sudden *pling* showed him that they had written back. Curious he read what their answer was.

B: Fine. Tomorrow at the same place as usual.

B-offline-

Izaya chuckled. He won. Oh how he loved his interesting mind-games. Suddenly another reply showed up. Seeing it switched to private mode, he read the content curious.

A: (private mode) You´re playing with fire you know, if I were you I would better watch my back!

Izaya: (private mode) Shingeki-san, I wouldn´t throw with stones when I am sitting in a glasshouse…~ I would refrain from trying anything in your position, if you know what I mean… stealing money from your boss isn´t that nice, isn´t it~?

A: (private mode) …go die.

A-offline-

Izaya laughed and spun around on his favourite chair.

"Humans sure are interesting beings!", he chuckled.

Sometimes they just acted like he wanted them to- and then again they totally surprised him. But as long as he had information he had the power to control anyone to his liking either way.

Knowledge is power, as Francis Bacon once said.

Oh what wise words~

He stood up and stretched himself briefly. After having sat in front of his computers for so long he needed some exercise. Maybe he should visit Shizuo once again~?

Walking towards his entrance his sight fell on his game. Snickering he briefly took one of the chess figures and dropped it into the dustbin.

"Sayonara~ little pawn.", he laughed amused before leaving his apartment.

-Meanwhile on the floor directly above Izaya´s apartment. Shizuo point of view-

"We are here."

Shizuo stepped into the apartment. It was really spacious, just like the flea´s. Hell, not even like the flea´s- it looked exactly the same.

He looked at the stranger questioning. What was he planning?

The weirdo seemed to realize that Shizuo was eyeing him with suspicion, so he started his explanation.

"I am sure you already know, that Izaya´s apartment is right under this one, I guess?" he asked, pointing downwards.

Shizuo nodded. Of course he knew. He had been there quite a few times- but even then he couldn´t catch the damn louse. The man continued nodding.

"That makes it easier, you see, this apartment is exactly above Izaya´s apartment and I really mean exactly. This kitchen is over his kitchen, this bedroom over his bedroom and so on… moreover…", he moved to the middle of the living room, and kneeled on the floor. Carefully he pushed the carpet aside and revealed an entrance to the apartment beneath.

"This is an entrance to Izaya´s apartment, and this…" he removed the carpet from another spot on the floor-smaller this time. "…is a sort of spy. You will find one in every room of this apartment, of course they are not visible from beneath, they are made out of a special kind of glass."

He stood up again.

"I want you to observe Orihara Izaya from here and find out as much as possible about him. If you see the need you can also secretly go down and search in his apartment for information. That´s what the entrance is for.", sliding his hand into one of the pockets he drew a mobile phone and handed it Shizuo.

"Here, with this I will communicate with you. I will call you the day after tomorrow. I hope you have some information for me then…", he grinned.

Shizuo looked at the phone he gave him, sighed and placed it onto the table.

"Got it…" he let himself slump onto the couch.

"Well then, excuse me I have to go now.", the stranger made his way out.

"Wait.", Shizuo said and the man stopped.

"Is there something else to discuss…?"

"Sure as hell, I don´t even know your name.", Shizuo stated annoyed.

"Ah, I am terribly sorry, I forgot. You may call me Arizawa. Well then, I am looking forward to working with you.", the man grinned and made his way out.

Shizuo grumbled a "fuck off already" and leaned back on the couch.

What a strange bastard… Well, but he pays me, so I guess I shouldn´t call him a bastard…

Suddenly his phone rang-his own, not the one he got just now he realized, and picked up. Tom was the one calling.

"Tom-san? What do you want?", he asked leaning back on the couch again.

-Hey, Shizuo, um I just got a call from my boss. I won´t be here the following week. I just called to tell you that.

"Ah, okay."

-And… - Shizuo heard him clear his throath- ...what happened to that guy…?

Shizuo sighed.

"Well, I took the job."

He could almost imagine the surprised face Tom must be making right now.

-Wha- for real?

"Well, yeah… he pays me a shitload of money and I get to live in a nice apartment for free, in exchange I just have to watch that bastard Izaya a bit… But I don´t think I will be doing this for long, maybe for one or two days and then I will quit."

-Why? Doesn´t sound that bad to me.

"Yeah, but he kinda creeps me out… and we are still talking about fucking Izaya here- I am not too fond of watching him anyway."

-Okay, it´s your decision.

Suddenly he heard noises from the other side of the phone.

-What the hell, you talking with Heiwajima Shizuo?! You have balls!

-Yeah right he is such a monster!

Shizuo flinched at that comment.

-So scary~, a woman added giggling.

Shizuop gritted his teeth in annoyance.

Shitty bastards, talking shit about me behind my back.

-Oi, shut up you bricks...! Well then, Shizuo? I have to hang up now, bye.

"Sure, bye..."

Shizuo sighed.

A monster …ka? He laid down on the couch and stared at the cycling.

Well... he couldn´t even blame them. Even he thought that way. It´s not as if he was acting like a normal human being. Throwing stop signs and vending machines… he sure as hell deserved that title.

After all… he really was a monster…

-Flashback-

Slowely Shizuo opened his eyes.

Where am I?

Greenish curtains surrounded him and he laid on some kind of bed- his arm was connected to some annoying machine, beeping the whole time. Then it dawned on him.

He was in a hospital.

Oh right... now that he thought about it, he had been at school… then that stupid classmate of his dared to call him names… and he snapped. Curious he looked at his body.

One broken leg and arm. Well, that wasn´t so bad, last time it was worse. Maybe his body got stronger from all the strain…?

Suddenly he heard noises. The curtains were closed, but he could see the siluettes of two nurses chattering in the door frame.

"Is that him?" one of them whispered.

"Yeah, that´the one! Just imagine, he grabbed the table of the teacher and threw it at one of his classmates!"

Ah, they are talking about me… Shizuo realized and continued listening.

"That´s impossible! He is .. what? Like 8 years old?"

"It´s true, he is a real monster, just a week before he was also here, he threw a vending machine at his own brother!"

"That´s horrible!"

"Yeah, even his parents are scared of him! Last time I accidentally overheard them and they were both calling him a monster and discussed whether to give him away or not!"

"For real?!"

"OI, I AM AWAKE YOU KNOW?!" Shizuo yelled. Suddenly the nurses went silent and quietly made their leave. Shizuo leaned back on his bed and looked out of a window beside him. He wasn´t really surprised or anything like that. He had heard his parents discuss this too… and not only once. It´s not as if he didn´t understand them. He was a monster.

He knew it already. Everyone was afraid of him. The kids at school didn´t talk to him anymore- called him -monster-

His mother-

He frowned sadly.

...

Why did everyone have to continuously remind him of the fact... the fact... that he was a monster...?

Angry he looked at the results of his last outburst.

He didn´t remember clearly, but he vividly recalled one of his classmated actually getting hit by the table he threw, and wondered.

...

Is he okay...?

Did he get hurt?

He frowned frustrated. He definitely was. All he could ever do was hurt.

Because he was a monster.

A damn monster.

-Flashback end-

-Shizuo´s apartment. Shizuo´s point of view.-

"Damn…." Shizuo brushed through his hair and yawned.

"When did I fall asleep?" He looked at the clock. Almost 8:30 pm. Sighing he got up from the couch and moved to the spy.

Time to look what the flea is up to.

Carefully he rolled away the carpet and looked for the first time into Izaya´s apartment.

Shizuo frowned instantly as he spotted the hated informant on his favourite wheel chair-talking with someone on the phone. His secretary Namie was also there. Shizuo met her once, not quite the politest woman he knew.

She sat on the couch and browsed seemingly annoyed through a huge pile of files. Shizuo knew that she wasn´t on good terms with the flea. Quite the opposite. She hated him too, whihc made her kinda symphathetic.

Suddenly Izaya moved. He had finished his talk on the phone and went up to his secretary to sit down on the couch beside her.

"What´s wrong, having trouble finding the file~?", he asked with a smirk on his face. Namie glared at him.

"A bit…", she spat with tight pressed lips.

"Ehh~ Really~? You said you would finish by today?" Izaya teased, crossing his legs and leaning his head on his palm.

"Well I didn´t know you would give me a fucking mountain of paperwork to look through!" the secretary snapped and stood up.

"Now there, calm down Namie-chan, come on, continue working… except you would like not to get paid today…?" he smirked as Namie glared at him and sat down again.

"That´s the way I like it~"

"Shut your trap. Next time tell me to come earlier when you have that much work piled up for me…" Izaya giggled, but to Shizuo´s surprise actually did as she said and drew away. He focused his attention on his strange game board instead.

Shizuo looked at Namie. He felt bad for her, to be working under the flea must be humilitating… If he was in her position, he would have ripped off the flea´s head the moment he opened his mouth.

He focused on Izaya again. What the hell was he even doing? That game he was staring at didn´t make sense at all.

"Nee, Namie, make me some tea?~", he pouted.

"Go make it yourself."

"Ehh~ Don´t wanna, you do it."

That fucking childish behaviour, Shizuo hated it, couldn´t he act more normally…?!

"Can´t you go and get on the nerves of someone other than me? How about that monster Heiwajima?" Shizuo glared at her for that comment.

"Go play with him till I finish."

Stop putting strange ideas in the fleas head.

"Don´t wanna~" Shizuo sighed. At least he didn´t take her up on that offer…

"What, you scared?" Shizuo snorted.

Of course he is a fucking scared of me, everyone he knew was- Surprised Shizuo stopped as his sight fell on Izaya again.

Before his face went expressionless at the question, but now he was- laughing?

Yeah, damn straight, Izaya was laughing.

He was laughing so hard he had to hold his stomach.

"Wh-what?", Namie asked staggered, not only Shizuo was startled by that reaction.

"That was a good one Namie! ME scared of Shizu-chan, you are really funny." he chuckled.

"I was serious, who the hell wouldn´t be scared of him? Even if you think of yourself like a god, I bet even you are afraid of him! No matter how you look at him, he is a fucking monster." Shizuo clenched his fists angry.

Yeah, yeah, sure, I am a monster I got it already … But still, the way she talked about him got on his nerves. He didn´t even do anything to her personally, yet she goes and talks about him like that.

Pisses me off… He already knew, he didn´t need everyone to remind him again and again... He knew his parents were afraid of him, he knew all the people in Ikebukuro were afraid of him. Hell, even his own brother was scared!

And now that bastard was laughing- pissed him off as well. Annoyed he clenched his fists-

"I don´t think he is a monster." and unclenched them again.

Puzzled Shizuo looked at Izaya.

What did he say…? But he soon got his posture back and sighed.

Yeah sure, he is gonna say something like I am a protozoan or shit like that…

"He is not? Well, then how would you describe him?", Namie raised an eyebrow with a questioning expression.

"He isn´t a monster-" Izaya started-

See? Now it comes.

"-He is just a normal human being who is unnaturally strong due to his brain limiters not being there... That´s all there is to it."

...

Huh…?

Dumbfounded Shizuo looked at the flea.

Did- did he really just call him a normal human being?!

That was in fact the greatest surprise he ever had.

"Talking it sweet like that, what human throws vending machines after you? Aren´t you scared of him?"

"I am not scared of him"

… Completely caught off guard Shizuo watched the flea in disbelieve.

He isn´t scared of me?

That´s impossible!

I say I want to kill him and try it every day! I always throw all kinds of things after him and yet…

Shizuos mind was blank for a moment. He didn´t get it at all. Was he really not scared of him?

Suddenly Namie began to laugh.

"Ha! I don´t believe you, if you aren´t scared, then why are you always running away from him?"

Curious Shizuo eyed Izaya.

"Because it´s fun~." Shizuo somehow kinda smiled at that comment.

That sounds like Izaya…

"I don´t believe you."

"Oi, oi, now there listen Namie, if I really were scared of Shizu-chan, than I would know many ways to not let him know where I am and accidentally run into him. You should know that as a fact."

"So you are really not scared…?" She eyed him curious.

"… I always knew you were a crazy bastard, but to that degree…", she sighed.

"Haha, oi Namie, that hurts…~" Izaya playfully grabbed his shirt where his heart was supposed to be and tried to act theatrically. He stood up and grabbed his coat.

"Well, but I think I will take you up on that offer from before... When I am back from teasing Shizu-chan I expect you to have finished…" he said as he got out of the door.

"Ha?! What?! Oi Izaya! When are you coming back?! OI!"

Shizuo still sat on the floor above Izaya´s apartment and thought about what he heard right now. He still couldn´t really believe it. No matter who he thought of, he knew everyone was scared of him.

Shinra, even if he hated to admit it was scared of him. He remembers that time all to good, when he accidentally snapped at him. In his eyes was fear.

And Celty, well he didn´t really knew about her, but she didn´t count. They were roughly the same.

And his brother… the hell, even his mother, father, Kadota.. and all the others, he knew they were afraid. Afraid that Shizuo would hurt them. Intending it or not. So why?

Why isn´t he scared?

He didn´t get it. The one he always chases, the only one he ever threatens to kill… was the one that wasn´t scared…?!

Was he really...?

Slowly he got up, as he remembered the flea saying he was going to play with him.

He grabbed his coat and went outside. Of course he made sure not be seen while doing so. After all, Izaya shouldn´t know, that he was living right above him.

-Outside. Shizuo point of view-

"Tschi-!" Shizuo sneezed. It was fucking cold. Where was that stupid flea? It´s been two hours already! Not that he was freezing, Shizuo always kinda had a warmer body temperature than others, but he was tired of waiting. He decided to take a walk so that he wouldn´t be that bored.

He also tried to get that talk from earlier out of his head, but somehow the fact that only Izaya wasn´t scared of him bugged him way more than he actually liked to admit…

Up until now Shizuo did actually think that the flea was actually scared and just hid it behind his mask, but… why should he lie now?

Deep in thoughts he dragged his feet along an alley, when he heard a noise. Looking for it´s source he found another alley, in which two figures seemed to have an argument. Only as he went closer he realized, that it was actually Izaya and another man standing there.

So he went for a secret meeting instead of searching for me…

Curious he eyed the both of them. They were talking about something, however he couldn´t quite understand, what it was about. Being given the fact, that it was some risky deal, he probably didn´t want to know either way...

They seemed to have come to a conclusion, because suddenly the man took off and left Izaya behind. The raven turned the other way round and moved in Shizuo´s direction. Fast he hid in the shadows, as the flea passed by.

What was that about?

He scratched his head, and followed the flea. Curious he eyed Izaya. The raven was walking leisurely a few meters ahead, jumping and spinning around as the weirdo he was. Shizuo watched him with curiosity.

He remembered his words again.

(I am not scared… If I really were scared of Shizu-chan than I would know many ways to not let him know where I am…)

He took one of his cancer sticks and closed up to the flea. No matter how you looked at it, he didn´t seem to know Shizuo was following him.

Knowing when we meet my ass… just cause it´s fun huh?

Somehow his words pissed him off- there was no way Izaya would not be scared of him- and he grabbed a stop sign, conveniently standing besides him.

The fuck you saying…?!

"Izayaaaaaa-kun!", he yelled and the flea jumped around in surprise. He really wasn´t aware off being followed by the blond up to that point.

Swiftly he jumped to the right and avoided crashing together with the sign Shizuo had thrown at him.

"Ara Shizu-chan, so we meet twice today, did you miss me that much~?" Izaya laughed and pulled out his flick blade to point it at his nemesis.

"Who would miss you?! I am going to kill you now!", he dashed in the flea´s direction. However Izaya swiftly leapt into an alleyway and so they began their typical chase anew...

-After the fight. Shizuo standing outside. Shizuo´s point of view.-

He got away… again…

Shizuo was leaning against a wall as he smoked a cigarette. It was already dark and only a light pole a few meters away was lighting up the street.

Shizuo flinched as suddenly something wet touched his nose. He looked up and realized, that it was beginning to rain. Slowly he backed away from the wall and walked down the street.

I am not scared.

He didn´t get his statement out of his head. Just like the flea itself it was bugging him the whole time. Earlier when he encountered him again and they took out their usual fight- Shizuo watched him closely. And Izaya said the truth.

No matter how unbelievable it soudned, he wasn´t lying.

Not once during their fight did he show fear on his face. Sure, he looked surprised when Shizuo first called out to him… but not scared… he really…

He really isn´t scared of me…

Somehow Shizuo felt light-headed, sure it was the fucking flea, but hey he wasn´t scared of him, he was like the first person to ever say that. A little smile crept over Shizuo´s face.

"Crazy flea…"

The sound of his phone ringing cut off his thoughts. He picked up.

Shizuo: Yeah.

Tom: Ah, hey, sorry that I bug you again, I just wanted to tell you, that my trip has been prolonged and I won´t be here for two weeks instead of one.

Shizuo: Two weeks?

Tom: Yeah, go on vacation on something, you deserve it anyway, well then-

Shizuo: Wait.

Tom: Yeah?

Shizuo brushed through his hair.

Shizuo: Say, am I scary?

Silence. Suddenly a little giggle was being heard over the phone.

Shizuo: Tom-san?

Tom: Ah, sorry, I kinda found it funny you asked that, I mean, you are beating up people every day and the whole city fears you for your strength. Of course you´re one scary man.

Shizuo: Is that so…

Tom: Ah, I have to hang up now, cha.

Shizuo shoved his phone back into his pocket. Somehow the light headedness from before had disappeared. He scratched his head. Well, he could have predicted that answer… Slowly he went on in the direction of his apartment.

"Oi you, bartender! What´cha doing here?!". Curious to see who called out to him Shizuo turned around, only to see some punks approaching him…

3o´clock in the morning. Shizuos apartment. Shizuo point of view.

"SHIT!", angry he slammed the door to his apartment shut and let himself slump into the couch.

"These damn bastards..!" he hissed.

He had encountered a few punks before, they were just out for a fight. They wanted to beat him up- thinking he was just some easy victim...

But that wasn´t what made Shizuo so angry. It was that look! When Shizuo turned around they immediately realized, that it was "Shizuo Heiwajima- the fortissimo of Ikebukuro" standing before them and they put on that look again.

That fucking look everyone gave him…!

That "this monster is going to kill me" scared look. What the hell?! He hasn´t killed anyone in his life so far!

Fucking bastards, don´t look at me like that…!

He hated it. That look. He wasn´t a bad person, he didn´t even like violence, he only beat up bad guys and yet. They give him that look, he just kinda snaps. It makes him even more angry, than the flea ever could.

Come to think of it, the flea never looked at him like that. Shizuo sighed and remembered jsut what he discovered today.

Even though he hated to admit it, it kinda calmed him down a bit.

...

Until now he thought, Izaya only had bad characteristics, but he had to admit, that aspect that he.. wasn´t afraid of him... kinda gave him a positive point.

Speaking of the flea...

He got up as he remembered the reason for him being in this apartment and looked a second time down through the spy.

Izaya was still in the living room and seemed to have nodded of on the couch.

He looked peaceful.

"I am not scared of him."

A little smile appeared on his face. The flea could say some nice things, when Shizuo wasn´t there… compared to the shit he talks when he was around.

Shizuo backed away and decided to finally go to bed.

It´s been a tiring day…

Awww, Shizuo kinda took a liking to the flea~

Well, what do you think? :3 Just to mention, english is not my native language, so if you find any grammar or spelling mistakes please don´t hate me too much. I know, this chapter probably wasn´t a mind blowing one, but it´s just the beginning. I promise the next one is gonna be sweeter. ~ :3