Let Me Love You (Shizaya fanfic)

Chapter 28: "Shizuo, let's talk outside."

Edited

Pic above is Hana's switchblade

Hana's pov:

I was cooking lunch for myself and was about to start when the doorbell rings. I go to the front door to open the door, but I peek into peephole first. I see Izaya crying. My eyes widen and I immediately open the door. Once I opened it, I was tackled in a hug with Izaya crying on my shoulder. I pick him up by the back of his legs and close the door with my foot.

I walk into the living room and set my brother down, sitting down beside him as well. Izaya was still clinging onto me, sobbing and hiccuping. I just rubbed his back comfortingly and rested my cheek on his head. I wonder what made him cry, and thought it was probably Shizuo's fault. But I wasn't so sure yet.

"Iza-chan, what happened?", I asked gently.

"I-I *hic* I h-hear th-them a-again, Hana-nee! *hic* I-it's s-so loud," my brother sobs.

"What do you hear?", I ask.

"V-voices. . .*hic* Th-they're so m-mean!", he replies shakily.

"Voices? And you didn't tell neither Shinra nor I? Does Shizuo know?", I scolded, a bit angry Izaya hasn't told me he was hearing voices.

"I-I'm so-sorry– *hic*," he says.

"*sighs* That's alright, Izaya. Now tell me what's the real problem," I say softly.

"Sh-Shizu-chan. . . . .,"

"What about him?

"He-he. . . . .He w-was w-with Varona a-and- *hic* they w-were dating b-behind my back!", Izaya cried.

I felt a tick mark clench on my temple. I was angry. No. I was beyond angry. I was fucking pissed! Pissed at the fact that Shizuo hurt my little brother when I told him not to! Pissed that Varona is here in Ikebukuro! I want to kill! I want to kill them both! They fucking dare hurt my little brother! Oh, they're so gonna regret messing with Osaka's Fist.

I was cut off when someone kicked the door open. And it wasn't just kicking it open, they kicked the door down, hard enough that its hinges flew off. I immediately know it was that monster.

"Izaya–", I cut him off.

"Shizuo," I say, glaring at the blonde. "Mind if we talk outside for a while? We need a bit of fresh air, ne~?"

"U-uh. . . . .Sure," he says wearily, looking Izaya crying frame.

Izaya lets me go and I stand up, passing Shizuo to go out the now broken door. I hear him following behind. We go down the elevator of the apartment complex, an eerie atmosphere between us. Once we got out of the building, I stopped in my tracks, coincidentally standing beside a road sign.

"Sorry for the door–", I cut him off again.

"Shizuo," I say calmly. "I am normally a very calm person. I can control my anger much better than you."

"What the hell's that suppose to mean–"

"I was ready to accept you as Iza-chan's boyfriend, you know. But right now, I'm very. . . . . .disappointed. In fact. . .," I grip the road sign. "I'M FUCKING PISSED AS HELL!!!"

Shizuo's pov:

Hana-san pulls the road sign from the ground and swings it at me. I was too shocked at her words to move. She hit me with the road sigh and I was sent flying to another building, crashing and breaking glass. I then snapped out of my thoughts and stood up, not minding my few broken bones and the glass shards and dust on me. If she wants a fight, I'll give her a fight.

I pull a stop sign from the ground as well, charging at Hana. She smirks evilly and pulls out a a black-bladed switchblade. She charges at me, road sign and switchblade and hand. We raise our hands to swing at each other, but my stop sign collides with her blade and road sign.

We use a lot of our strength to try to overpower the other. We were both strong –having the same power and strength–, but Hana-san was smarter. She jumped up and kicked the side of my head, sending my flying and landing next to a building –luckily not crashing into the building. We continued on with our fight, tying to kill –not literally– the other, but we didn't know that we were being recorded by a news van.