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(Shizuo P.O.V.)

     I was worried. Plain and simple. Somethings wrong with the flea and I'm going to get to the bottom of it. After a while of shaking Izaya, I finally got a response. He started blinking repeatedly, his glossy eyes starting to clear. For the first time, he saw me crouched down in front of him. His eyes widened in surprise and I thought I saw tears in his eyes as he whispered "Shizu-chan." That was it. Then, his mask was on and all his real emotions were forcefully replaced with a smirk and cold, joking eyes.
     "What's wrong Shizu-chan? I was just joking with-" I wanted to punch that stupid smirk off his face, but Shinra and Celty interrupted him and the conversation changed.
      "We've come to a decision. We'll let you free if you get us one ticket for Izoro Yukines show." Shinra said as he gave Izaya a scary smile, then continued.
       " First row." It didn't take Izaya long to voice his loud opinion.  
       "His shows tonight!! Tickets are all sold out! And first row, that's near impossible!!" He shouted. I'm  completely taken back. The flea is shouting. I would have never known he was capable of so many things if I wasn't chained to him. But, why is he so upset? My thoughts were interrupted by Shinra who didn't seem to be effected at all by the uncharacteristic outburst.
"Then no deal and have a good rest of your day with Shizuo." Shinra was having fun messing with a frustrated Izaya. In fact, he looked like he was considering adding conditions.
     That is until Izaya stomped his foot and agreed."Fine, I'll do it. Then I'll find Shizu-chan after. Deal?"
     Izaya was already halfway through the door when Shinra replied, "Deal!"
Then he turned to me. "Well Shizuo, you just scored yourself one Izoro Yukine ticket. I suggest you also hurry, as you also have 25 minutes till his show starts. Do me a favor and dress nicely, not that your usual attire isn't nice. It's just that well, you won't be easily recognized and......" I knew what he was trying to say. I'd  scare everyone and would probably hurt Izoros career, which is the last thing I want to do. You know, there are times when I absolutely love being able to throw a street sign at someone who makes me angry, but I hate the fact that people are afraid of me because of it. I mean, how does everyone else do it? They can't throw things at their problems or break them, so how do they solve it? It confuses me each and every time, but there's no way I'm asking anyone that. Izaya would probably hear about it and use it as a weapon against me.
"-zuo. Shizuo! Can you hear me? Finally! Don't pull an Izaya on me! Don't give me that look, we heard you all the way in the kitchen. He scares me to death at lot when he does that too. He needs to find a way to freeze that brain of his, I'm surprised it hasn't exploded with all the work it does. Do me a favor and if you ever see steam coming out of his ears, call me immediately. Or if his brain explodes, call me first if that happens, ok. Now, go get ready. You only have 15 minutes left." He said as I let him push me out the door. 15 minutes? How long was I talking to Shinra?
   "Celty and I will be watching on tv. Don't get into any trouble, ok? We'll pick you, and hopefully Izaya up afterwords." He said as I finished putting my shoes on.
    "Thanks Shinra, I owe you. Don't worry, I won't get into any trouble. I won't miss this chance. See you later Shinra!" I yelled as I ran in the direction of my home.
    I arrived home to see that Kasuka had just got back. Where did he go? I must have had a questionable look on my face because he answered without me asking. "Izaya needed me to drop something off at his place. I just got back from there." He said as he finished taking off his disguise. I was reminded that I had to go in a sort of disguise, but realized I have no clue what to wear.
    "Hey Kasuka, I um got a ticket to Izoro Yukine's concert tonight and I was wondering if you could...." I trailed off, not knowing how to ask my wonderful brother if he could help me pick out something to wear. Of course, he knew without me even asking.
    "Of course. In fact, I was out the other day and got you some new clothes. I had a feeling you'd be needing them." He said as he pulled a box out of the closet. When did that get there?
   "Thanks Kasuka, I don't know what to say." I said as I stared at the wrapped box. He made a go ahead motion with his hands to tell me to open it. I was expecting a new bartender outfit, but that couldn't be any further from the truth. Inside lay a black biker jacket, grey tank top, dark red skinny jeans, and a dragon necklace. I was breathless.

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