Will you stay? - Shizaya

Hidden and Burried.

I do not own picture!!!!!!!! I found it on Google, and yea, the Url was there and such, full credit goes to person that put it on google!!!!

Anywhooo comments would be nice; I would love to know what you guys think about this story!

-Shiki-

Shizuo blinked, and thought about how Izaya hadn't been seen for about two months.

"Is this why I haven't seen you waltzing around? I thought you had underground again," snarled Shizuo

Izaya started to wake up and when he saw Shizuo he blinked with surprise, and then quickly mocked, "Isn't this were you are supposed to be shouting, 'I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!' Or did Simon send you my sushi? Sooo you aren't only a mutt who retrieves things, now you deliver things too," Izaya, jumped up and took out his switchblade, grinning, "Or are you here to pick a fight?"

Shizuo didn't get provoked and then pointed to the computer, "When did that happen?"

For a moment Izaya's walls broke, and Shizuo saw the pain in his eyes, but as if a switch had been flipped, Izaya grinned, "What? The murder of two kids?' he pressed a few buttons on the keyboard and then asked, "I don't know them, but someone does and they're paying me a lot to figure out who did it, maybe I'll call Celty to take the murder out. But why is this important to you?"

Shizuo looked at the monitor again, and then gasped, the picture had changed, it was two girls that looked nothing like Mairu or Kunuri.

"So if you would be so kind as to leave? I unless of course, you just want me to mess with you," taunted Izaya.

Shizuo glanced at the flea, and noted the bags under his eyes, the pale complexion of his skin, and how scrawny he was looking. His jacket looking even bigger on him.

"What?" sighed Izaya, throwing one of his many knifes, it flew past Shizuo ear; cutting off a few strands of hair.

"You little-" growled the BWWAB, cracking his muscles.

"Come on mutt," grinned Izaya, trying anything to feel something, skipping past Shizuo and dashing out the door.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU FLEA!!!" shouted Shizuo; forgetting the whole thing.

As they ran outside, Shizuo stopped and picked up a vending machine, and chucked it at the fleeing information broker.

"You missed!" shouted Izaya, running backwards, grinning at the feel of adrenaline and the emotion.

There was a sound of a horse neighing...

"Well she sure is out early," muttered Shizuo, as if hearing his statement, a rider, dressed in all black, with a yellow helmet, with a black visor, and blue cat ears on top, stopped in front him.

"Celty, hi," Shizuo greeted, calming down instantly.

Celty was the black rider, or also known as Celty, who was a Dulahon (A/n don't know how to spell it XD) . A Dulahon was from Irish folklore. A woman who rode on her headless horse. And she too didn't have a head attached, and rode with her head at her side. They were known to show up one someone was about to die. A lot like the Grim Reaper.

But Celty was different. She lost lost her head, and now she is the Black rider in Ikebukuro who rides on her black motorcycle without any light on; which occasionally neighs. And the thing is, she didn't want her head back that stored a majority the memories of her past in.

"Shizuo, nice to see you," she texted on her phone and showing him the screen. Seeing how Celty didn't have head to call hers, she also didn't have a mouth. So which meant she had to text what she was feeling.

"So why are you here?" asked Shizuo, him and Celty got along well. They were both similar. Both misfits. Both have done regrettable things. They could console each other.

"Have you seen the news?" asked the screen of the phone.

Shizuo shook his head 'no.'

Clicking a few buttons on her phone, Celty showed a video of a reporter talking, "Two girls have been murdered-"

"Oh, yea, I read it, what about it?" asked Shizuo.

"Isn't that Izaya's sisters?" she asked.

"Let me see a picture," sighed Shizuo, he reached for the phone, but a knife beat him to it.

The phone flew out of Celty's hand, and was pinned to the ground; the knife going through the back of the phone and into the pavement.

Celty's shoulders shook with anger, and she turned her head towards the person that threw the knife.

"Come get me, Black rider," sneered Izaya who was perched atop of a building like a panther waiting his prey.

"Celty, I'll get him," Shizuo sighed, cracking his neck.

Celty nodded, and then put a gentle on his shoulder, trying to tell the sharply dressed man to go easy on the informant.

Shizuo rolled his eyes, "Fine," and pulled a speed limit sign out of the ground, and shouted, "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!!"

"Oooh! Shizu-chan's coming to get me!" Izaya feigned fright and then started running.

Why did Izaya destroy Celty's phone?

He didn't want people thinking he was weak.

That was the last thing he needed.