Confused Emotions

Peaceful Nights Interruption

It was around three in the morning. In the city of Ikebukero the streets are empty in the small neighborhood with the exception of a strange man. He was taller with unusually blond hair. Despite it being dark outside he wore sunglasses, hiding a frustrated honey brown gaze. He wore a white dress shirt with a black vest over it. Black slacks and shoes as if he was on his way to work. Most people walking by might think he was a bartender the way he looked. He may have dressed the part but this man was not on his way to work. No, this man, with his hands in his pockets and a lit cigarette hanging from his mouth was on a mission. The man laid out before you is Shizuo Heiwajima.

Shizuo was doing his normal thing. However he never really stayed out this late. It was peaceful at this time of night. There were no people in his way, no horns honking from traffic and no one to look his way in terror. He thinks he should come out more often at this time. Seems a good time to feel normal. Maybe he should take more leisure strolls like this.

Unfortunately he wasn't just taking a stroll around tonight. He was walking around Ikebukero trying to find his target and make them pay. Literally make them pay the money they owe. Shizuo is a debt collector. A damn good one at that. Normally he would have his boss Tom, who is also one of his few friends, along side of him. Shizuo normally did the dirty work while Tom did the talking. Tonight Shizuo wanted to do this on his own. This guy had been dubbed too dangerous for normal people.

Shizuo smirks at this "Who the hell is more dangerous than me?"

His target is known for slipping around in the night. They call him the Ground Hog. He doesn't know much about him except that he is into some shady shit and owes a fuck ton of money to some guy named Shiki. Shizuo doesn't ask too many questions about his targets. It's not really any of his business. All he cares about is finding them and doing his job. He needs the money....

You see, Shizuo is a monster of the sorts. He has incredible strength that goes beyond human limits. He can rip up street signs straight from the concrete as if he was pulling a tooth pick from a sandwich. He can throw cars several yards but he mostly throws vending machines. All this destruction adds up and is hard on his wallet. Even knowing this Shizuo can't help himself. He has almost no control over his own rage. Once it starts there really isn't any stopping it.

Suddenly a smell hits his face. It the smell of sweat mixed with deception. Yeah deception has a smell and it's fucking weird. Like something you know is filthy but clean at the same time. He will never mistake this smell in a million years.

"Why tonight!? This is the first time I've really gone out like this." he grumbles to himself.

He bites hard on the cigarette between his lips. Shizuo never gets a break it seems. He glances around but can't see the source of the scent. He looks over to his right and sees a nice empty alley. With any luck he might be able to hide and continue his hunt after a few minutes.

Now the smell is getting stronger.

"Izzzaaaayyaaaaa" Shizuo growls.

Izaya is an information broker. He is sly and sneaky. Getting into peoples head and twisting their minds like they are is own toys. He loves to stir up trouble and sit back watching it all unfold. This guy definitely has a god complex. Always running around saying nonsense like "I love humans!" as if he himself is so far above them. The fights between him and Shizuo are the most famous in Ikebukero. In fact those are the times when Shizuo really loses his fight against his rage.

Izaya always riles him up and then begs for a chase. Shizuo rarely catches him though. No matter how many vending machines he throws or street lamps he swings, Izaya is fast and agile like a damn cat. It really pisses him off. No matter how many times Shizuo chases him out of the city he always comes back. Like a damn FLEA.