You Wouldn't Understand.. (Durarara, Shizaya FanFiction)

Chapter No. 1

Izaya sat in his apartment reading through the Dollars' chat rooms as Namie did whatever it was she was told by her "boss".
"Hm.. Namie go home, you can leave early today" he began, waiting for her usual retort. "Tch, why so you can be alone with your chat buddies?" She spat.
"Would you rather work longer then, I can make that happen.." He smirked, though before he got any reply she had left as soon as the words came out of his mouth. The informant sighed, getting out of his chair and heading out the door only grabbing his wallet, yet his coat lay on the couch as he didn't bother slipping it on.

•Izaya's P.O.V•

I decided it was time to go outside for a while, I mean I haven't been in Ikebukuro in so long, so why not eh?

On my way I spotted Kadota and his gang but I wasn't in the mood to mess with them right now, hell I haven't been messing with anyone lately, as I walked past, the boy in the blue hoodie said something but I wasn't listening so I kept walking. I finally decided I wanted to go and get Russian Sushi.

Once there I ordered some Fatty Tuna to go, by the time I got out of there it was now 6:34 so sunset basically.

I found a place to sit and just as I was about to take my first bite out of the deciduous food, "I-ZA-YA!" The protozoan shows up... "Oh joy.." I mumbled, closing my food I stood up rather annoyed.

With the click of my tonge I turned around only to put on that sinister, manipulative, evil, fake, smirk I always wore, and with it now plastered to my face, "Ah Shizu-chan, here to ruin my peaceful dinner? It sure seems like something only a dense monster would do." Of course I was smiling as he got angrier. "Shut the hell up you flea" he retorted, as much as this made me wanna run I stood still and kept the intense conversation going.

"My, my, is it me or is your temper worse then usual?" Just at that moment a metal park bench came flying my way, only dodging it by an inch I took off into a fast sprint, Shizuo right behind me.

•3rd Person P.O.V•

"Get back here you damn flea!" He yelled. How bad Izaya wanted to scream 'just leave me alone!' But instead it was, "no thanks Shizu-chan, I'd rather not get beaten to a pulp" quickly he took a sharp turn into an alley, cutting shizuo off guard.

Sadly for the Info-Broker it was a dead end, shizuo began walking closer. Smiling at his so hated enemy for whom he could finally settle the scores. Izaya slowly reached for his switchblades, only to have realization hit him like a truck.

They're in his coat at the apartment.

Izaya began to shake. 'Why?' he thought. 'Isn't this how it usually happens?' his trembling worsens as the artificial blonde takes a step closer. 'dammit! Move!' he wanted to outsmart this brute but the odds were unbeatable. He was going to get beaten to a bloody pulp tonight, left on the streets as a dried blood stain.

Shizuo notices Izayas shaking but says nothing, "heh, never thought you'd get cornered like this louse." Shizuo smirked, he swung at Izaya, but instead of the informant ducking under the punch and running away he flinched back covering his face. As he waited for the impact that never came, slowly but surely he opened his eyes to look up at the fake blonde. "Why hell aren't you fighting back, huh? You just gonna stand here and let me kill you?" He questioned, Izaya looked away. "Believe me, as much as I'd like to play with you right now I really don't wanna get my hands dirty.. " he mumbled.

Ignore what the informant was saying, Shizuo inturupted said info broker, "Why did you flinch away? You could've easily dodged it." Shizuo said harshly, causing Izaya to flinch more. "Answer me!" As Shizuo yelled at the smaller male he grabbed ahold of his wrist causing the smaller maleto contort in pain.

Izayas heart started to race as he heard that oh so familiar ringing in his ear. He has had enough. Enough of this city, enough of those scum called humans, enough of the brute blocking his path.

Izaya just wanted to go home now, he looked down, messy hair blocking those piercing carmine his eyes. He mumbled out a "Let go.." Shizuo got even more angry but before he could retort Izaya snapped at him, "I said, Get. Your. Hand. Off of me!" Izaya yanked his hand back, pushed past the brute and booked it, all back to his apartment in Shinjuku.