The Aftermath of Izaya and Shizuo's fight

Chapter three: Shizu-chan's feeling confused

Shizuo's POV: 

So Izaya decided to pay for the meal even though I offered to, it feels like I have to owe him one now since he's gone and paid for the food. But I can't help but shake this feeling I have towards him. When we were fighting I never noticed how cute Izaya was, The reason for that is probably because I was so fueled with rage I didn't even realize it. But, then again why did he do the things he did? Did he want attention from me, or did he just want to aggravate me? I'm so confused, but that was all in the past, Izaya seems like a decent human being now, it's a little unsettling if I think to much about it. I mean I always thought the him to be a flea who loves causing problems for other people. I realize that he was always annoying, and I had a really strange way of telling when he was near. I can't believe that I can sniff out someone like that. It's probably because I hated him so much that I could tell his scent from everyone else's. 

"Shizuo", Izaya said. 

"Oh, Izaya, what is it"?

"What's wrong, you seem lost in thought, I was telling you, that I would be leaving to go stay in a hotel, but you weren't listening"?

His eyes had worry in them, he was confused about why was I thinking to myself. If I told him I was thinking about him, what would he say to me? Would he just ask why or would he just laugh it off?

"I was uh... thinking about you".

"You were, is it because you were wondering why I aggravated you so long ago, if that's the reason i thought that you were fun to tease. My life was boring so I messed with you a bit to get you to entertain me, although I do admit, I believe I went to far".

"You don't say"?

"Well I'll be on my way".

"Wait, I'll walk you there, a lot of people in Ikebukuro will probably remember you, and once they see you in a wheel chair they'll probably attack you".

"So are you going to protect me Shizuo"?

"Yeah, I don't want your death to be on my conscience if I could have don something to stop it you know".

"Shizuo is it because you still want to talk to me about the past"?

"Yeah".

"Well how about this I'll tell you my story".

 "Your story".

Izaya's POV:

When I was in elementary school my mother and father divorced. I lived with my father and my mother live alone. This was when I was 6 years old, the older kids decided to bully me, they called me a freak. My father remarried when I went into 3rd grade. A couple months later, Mairu and Kururi were born. When I entered high school they had just started their 2nd grade year. My father wanted me to study every day, and do all I could to pass with flying colors, which was no problem for me since I've had 100% since grade school although, if I had a choice, I wished that my father cared about me other then what I could do. I felt hated by them, my step mother, my sisters, even my so-called father. It was after middle school when I and Shinra started really hanging out. My father didn't approve of this at all so I was always punished but I kept my grades up, and I waited for graduation, but somewhere in between that I was introduced to Shizuo Hewajima the brute of Ikebukuro. Even though my life was strict, I still knew how to fight. But Shizuo Hewajima was toughter than I expected, I mean he survived getting hit by a truck. That wasn't all at the end of graduation I placed a bomb as a prank near him, but it was only a small one, it didn't do much damage. But my father found out what I had been up to. The only problem that I had was that he found I wasn't going to college. He practically tried to kill me, but I defeated him, and left my house, to live in an apartment that Shiki picked out for me to gather information.

"And that's my story".

"Damn, and I thought my childhood was sad, I wondered why you were a little insane, but you were stressed about being the best for your father, and also wanting to do things that you needed to do. It's kind of sad if you think about it".

"It's not that sad, it's just the adults that were in my childhood were to blame, but the bullies I had in elementary school didn't last to long, when I came home with bruises my father signed me up for a self defense class which is why I was able to take all of them out everyday. But i did end up being called a martial arts freak".

"I was called a freak to, even though I didn't have any martial art skills, my power was completely overwhelming to others, which is why most of the people in my elementary school feared the very ground I walked on, which sucked because I had no friends".

"Shizuo, maybe we fought because we each thought our lives were much harder".