OP M.I.F.P (Sequel to I'm Not As Evil As You)

Feelings

"FEELINGS?! FOR ME?!?!"

What Shinra had just told Shizuo couldn't be true. The blonde didn't believe the doctor one bit. He just couldn't believe him. But then why would Shinra blurt a lie as stupid as that? Was it an excuse to use Shizuo as bait?

"THE HELL'S WRONG WITH YOU!" The Fortissimo of Ikebukuro's voice had rose quite high. His hipbones slammed against the table as he stood up, nearly grinding on it. "WE'VE HATED EACH OTHER FOR 8 YEARS! 8 YEARS!" He emphasized, his voice cracking, as though he was hitting puberty.

"Whoa, Shizuo, relax!"

"It's not a big deal!"

"He was just kidding," Mikado said. He quickly looked towards Shinra, sweat trickling down his face. "Right? Right?!"

Shinra's glasses were shadowing his eyes menacingly. He smiled calmly. "Nope. I'm not kidding. Just think about it Shizuo," He said as he gestured Shizuo to sit back down.

The blonde obeyed, silently grumbling to himself.

Everybody waited for Shinra to continue.

"He spends so much time with you," Shinra explained, looking Shizuo in the eye.

"TRYING TO KILL ME-"

"And, if anyone, he shows most affection to you. Don't they say "If a girl is rude to a guy, it means she likes him"? Well, this is like the gay version."

"WHAT DID Y-"

"He calls you "Shizu-chan". He goes out his way to make trouble for you. He contacts you almost daily. Even if it's through phone. He looks up to you when he's bored. His annoyance is a large sign of affection."

Every single statement was beginning to make Shizuo's heart pound through his rib-cage. What Shinra said had to be false.

It just had to be. All those 8 years of, what- hatred? That's what Shizuo would normally say, but now, he wasn't so sure.

Shizuo didn't realize the way his point of view for Izaya was slowly changing. He frowned in thought and confusion.

"No," He let out a breath he didn't even no he was holding. "It's not possible."

Shinra grinned behind his glasses. "Anything's possible when it comes to love."

They all heard a little "Aw!" that obviously came from Anri.

Walker cautiously took a peek at Erika.

The fujoshi was speechless, and a line of blood was running down her nose. Her eyes were sparkling.

"Wha..." Shizuo was at a loss of words.

He quickly hardened his face and put on a glare. "Well, too bad! He can love me all he wants! I hate him. More than anything! Nobody can make me like him!"

Shinra smiled as he rested his head on his hand. "Oh dear. Well, will you do it?"

"Huh? Do what?"

"Use yourself as a trap?"

"..." Right. Under all the chaos, Shizuo nearly forgot what had brung up the fiasco of it all in the first place.

Should I? He thought. Well-

"What am I gonna do? What's your plan, Shinra?"

Shinra grinned. "If my calculations are correct- reminding you I've known him since elementary- then he should be heartbroken if he sees you with... No, no, no. We need something to strengthen your relationship first."

"STRENGTHEN IT?! DIDN'T WE ALREADY DO THAT LAST WEEK?!"

Erika stood up, shaking the table in the process. "EEEE!" She squealed, her cheeks a rosy kind of colour. "WHAT?! WHAT DID YOU DO LAST WEEK?!?! TELL ME TELL ME TELL MEEEE!!!"

Shizuo's face went scarlet. "No! Nothing! Nothing happened! I was- I was just-"

"TELLL MEEE SHIIZUOO!"

Erika was technically singing now.

Walker lunged at her and clamped his hand, once again, over her mouth. Her words became muffled and Shizuo gradually relaxed.

Suddenly, an idea popped into Shinra's mind. "Hey, Shizuo..."

Shizuo looked back at Shinra. "What?!" He snapped. "What now?"

"If you don't, I'll tell everyone about last week!"

"IF I DON'T WHAT?!" Shizuo screamed.

"For God's sake, Shizuo! If you don't agree to be the... 'Trap'."

"WELL!" Shizuo seethed, spit flying from the corners of his mouth. "I'LL MURDER YOU IF YOU SAY ANYTHI-"

"But everyone will still know."

Shizuo growled. Then he sighed. Should he really do this? It was going to bring Izaya in pain, right? And besides, did he really want the world to know about last week? "...Count me in," The blonde agreed for the 2nd time. In that series of events, anyway.