Hey everyone… So this is my first fanfic here;DD And I thought about starting out with a little one-shot, but decided on a story based off an RP I recently have. So Yeah, I will try to update as soon as I can.. So enough rambling, ON WITH THE STORY

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. The belong to the anime Durarara! I only own the plot-line.

Warning in Advance: Hints of Shizaya in later chapters… Probably not until after chapter 3 or so… Also I may be a bit OOC at times (but who isn't!)

"Come get me, Shizu-Chaaannn~!" The tall, slender man glanced back, and yelled as he ran. He was about in his early twenties and had dark, pitch-black hair and auburn colored eyes. He was wearing a long-sleeve black shirt, accompanied by a black jacket with brown-fur trim. He was known as Izaya Orihara, the skilled informant who enjoyed torturing people for his own entertainment. He was running from a tall, more-built blonde. He was also in his early twenties and wore a bartender outfit. Shizuo Heiwajima, the most feared man in Ikebukuro.

"IZAYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAA! I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!" Shizuo yelled as he threw a vending machine, as if it was a baseball, aimed straight for Izaya's head.

Said informant simply jumped out of the way, just in time. The vending machine made a loud crash and Izaya just turned back up to Shizuo and smirked. "Tsk Tsk Tsk Shizu-Chan… If you keep throwing vending machines at me, you might end up hitting an innocent pedestrian. Your aim can be very bad most of them time."

"Well, maybe if you would stay out of 'bukuro, then I WOULDN'T need to throw damn vending machines!"

Izaya hopped from a car and landed on top of a nearby roof. "Now, if I didn't keep returning, then our games of chase would be over."

Shizuo stopped running at the very edge of the building and started climbing of the fire escape. "Yeah, and then my life would be a DAMN HELL A LOT more peaceful!"

Izaya seem Shizuo climb up the stairs, but just sat there, dangling his feet over the edge. His smirk still gracing his lips. "True, but you also wouldn't be as fun to play with if you were peaceful."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, FLEA!" Shizuo had reached the top of the roof and stood a few feet away from Izaya. Izaya, however, just turned his head simply to look at him.

"Shizu-Chan… I find your empty threats are getting quite old. Please try something new~"

"You better shut up before I'll knock that shit-eating smirk off your damn face, flea!" Shizuo went up to Izaya and grabbed the front of his shirt. He brought their faces closer, however Izaya showed no fear. He was used to Shizuo threatening him and his violent acts. They have had their murderous relationship since high school.

"Now now, Shizu-Chan~ These actions are not really necessecary for someone who wants to live a peaceful life.." Izaya taunted.

Shizuo only growled and clenched his shirt tighter, "I can never live a peaceful life as long as your still alive!"

Just as Izaya was about to make yet another smartass remark, a single scream pierced through the city. A scream of someone about to be murdered, and for once, Izaya and Shizuo both had nothing to do with it..

Cliffy! I had to! But seriously, I just wanted to see if I would get feedback/favorites for this.. It's my first one so I don't know how people will react. I will continue it considering I can't stand putting something incomplete..

So yeah… Like? Confused? Hate? Want a slice of chocolate cheese cake! I know I do! LolxD

btw: Reviews are very much appreciated!