There he was, nonchalantly walking. The despicable flea hiding in his black, fur-trimmed coat. The hood was pulled over his head, and his hands were stuffed in his black pockets. A new demeanor for the pest.
Shizuo's brown eyes burnt holes into his head while he ran at full speed towards him. His feet slammed on the old pavement of Ikebukuro. His mouth opened wide, as he let out the shrill yell of the flea's name.
The man he was chasing after glanced back with a smirk spread widely on his face.
The fake blonde's anger rose to a new level upon seeing that face.
The men chased after each other through the busy streets of the manga capital. Their bodies becoming littered with sweat, with every new insult and taunt tossed back and forth.
Eventually, the shorter of the two ran into a dead-ended alleyway. He stopped and stood there facing the red, brick wall, waiting for the hot-headed male to join him. After a few minutes, he heard footsteps slowly approach him and a low voice say his name.
"Izaya..."
"Yes, Shizu-chan~?" The raven-haired flea answered, still facing the wall.
"You decided to come back?" His tone dipped as he spoke.
"I couldn't leave my favorite city for too long, now could I?"
"But, you should be dead."
"Oh, Shizu-chan. Don't you know gods can't die?"
"I... killed you. You should have been dead after what I did to you." His fist clenched at his side.
"Should have, but aren't you happy I'm not?" His smirk fell from his face once he felt a hand grip his shoulder and force him to turn around. Izaya's reddish-brown eyes made contact with Shizuo's brown ones.
"Flea..." Izaya could now see the tears running down the brute's face.
"N-ne? Shizu-chan, why are you crying?" Izaya let the shocked expression slip onto his face before quickly covering it up with a neutral expression. Shizuo stared at the pest beneath him with blaring hatred.
"Why aren't you dead?" The menacing beast drawled.
"Oh Shizu-chan, I alrea-"
"Why?" Shizuo yelled, cutting Izaya off as he slammed his fist into the wall right above the annoyance. The wet tears poured out of the monster's face.
The pest's demeanor changed. Had his 'death' affected Shizu-chan that badly? Or was the monster just that disappointed in having to kill him again? Either way, he was dumbfounded that Shizuo cared this much about him.
"Sh-Shizu-chan?" Izaya said. He mentally cursed himself for stuttering.
"What?" He spat out.
"You never answered my question~"
"And you never answered mine."
"Yes, but I asked you first."
"Ask it again, then."
"Why are you crying?"
"...You."
"Me? Well aren't I lucky, I figured out how to make a monster cry!"
"God damn it, Izaya!"
"What is it, Shizu-chan?" Izaya taunted the broken blonde. The thought that Shizu-chan was exposing his most vulnerable self to his arch-enemy made Izaya burst out laughing until he realized Shizuo was tilting his head and the distance between them was decreasing.
Shizuo's lips quickly moved towards Izaya's until they landed in an aggressive kiss. Izaya's eyes were wide open as he felt Shizuo's lips moving against his limp ones. After a moment of hesitation, he gave in. Shizu-chan had surprisingly soft lips that tasted like his favorite beverage, milk. Their lips moved perfectly in sync. Izaya felt Shizu-chan's nose brushing lightly against his cheek, and smiled into the kiss. Shizuo pulled away.
"Why are you smiling, flea?" Shizuo said, with a slight grin of his own on his face.
"Why did you kiss me, Shizu-chan?" He countered.
"I asked first."
"Because a monster fell in love with a god, and a god fell in love with a monster. Who knew it was possible?"
"Who knew..."
"Now you answer me, Shizu-chan!"
"But you already answered your own question."
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