Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

Shizuo has heard about this taxi that does not take you where you want to go, but where you need to be. He is sure that Celty has mentioned it before; perhaps, in one of their talks. It isn't really news for him; Ikebukuro has always been a strange town with strange things in it. He doesn't think about it, doesn't really give it much thought, until one day he steps into it and he is taken to a location that doesn't have anything to do with where he wants to be.

He doesn't want to pay really. He gets angry and starts to yell things to the taxi driver. It is an older gentleman and, even if Shizuo respects his elders, there is something odd about this person. All of his instincts are screaming that this person has something planed; something that doesn't necessarily need to be bad, but rather something that is secret and that has a deeper meaning than simply taking strangers from one place to the next. He demands to know why he is in front of the luxurious restaurant and not in front of café where he was suppose to meet Kasuka for a late night coffee.

The man smiles and even though it is not a creepy smile per se, it still holds a message "I know something that you don't", and this really pisses Shizuo off.

Still, he wants to uncover the plot, to see if he is really needed here. He thinks that perhaps someone will need his help and his anger starts to melt. He steps off from the car and walks into the restaurant.

The first thing that hits him is the smell. Everything smells like Izaya and he feels anger rising inside him. He also feels warmth, hotness, and hardness inside his pants. Yeah, it is Izaya.

Izaya is at the last table in the corner that should be reserved for lovers who seek to be discreet; the romantic table with flowers and candlelight. There is a man with him, but the man's back is facing Shizuo, so Shizuo cannot see his face.

Something inside him is very much disturbed. He quickly looks around. Even if other tables have candles lighted and flowers on it, he is still very much agitated. He is angry, but the anger is not a typical one he gets.

He looks again around and he notes that almost on every table there are only two people, a man and a woman. They all look like they are on dates. The restaurant has this atmosphere that screams luxury and romance.

He looks at Izaya's table again. It looks like the other hasn't realized that Shizuo is here. That is good- Shizuo thinks, as he takes a better look at the man. He still can't see the man's face, but he wears a white suit. He looks like some rich person. He certainly gives that vibe.

Shizuo can't stop himself when he thinks that this person is somehow too old for Izaya. He feels even angrier now when he sees that the man is whispering something in Izaya's ear. Shizuo feels something hot inside his chest; and, he is terrified as he identifies the cursed feeling. He is fucking jealous of this person.

And, the mere thought of jealousy is ridiculous because even if he has been attracted to Izaya for years now, Shizuo doesn't plan to ask him out, doesn't plan anything really. He just wants to kill Izaya so he will be free from feeling something shameful as being hard for another man.

So, why is he jealous? Izaya can sleep with whomever he chooses to. But, that thought also doesn't sit well with him. Shizuo doesn't want to be gay, doesn't want to be in a relationship with a man, doesn't want to have anything to do with Izaya; but, he also doesn't want Izaya to be with anybody else. The hypocrisy of it hits him even more when he realizes that he doesn't care that this is a man sitting here with Izaya. If it was a girl it would be the same. So, it doesn't have anything to do with Izaya liking men over women. It is about Izaya liking anyone other than Shizuo.

Shizuo is one moment away from throwing something, a table perhaps, or a chair. He looks at the street sigh in front of the restaurant regretfully; it is simply too far. The table will have to do.

So, he grabs it and throws it at Izaya and his date. He starts screaming Izaya's name and when Izaya quickly dodges and says "Sorry Shiki-san, I need to take our business meeting short", Shizuo smiles so hard and feel so much relief, as he remembers that Shiki-san is just a person Izaya does business with.

He doesn't acknowledge it. He also doesn't acknowledge the fact that he feels a bit disappointed that Izaya does still probably like girls.

He chases Izaya and Izaya runs. He loses himself in a familiar chase. Everything around them starts to fade away. And, it is just them in an empty world.

The wind feels good on his face, in his hair; and, he smiles so bright. He doesn't remember the last time he has been this happy. So, he decides to let Izaya go, just this once. He looks at the sky and realizes that this was the first time he has chased Izaya when he wasn't angry. It felt different. He didn't want to kill him, he didn't want anything really. For a short moment he felt free, without the burden of anger, hate, and despair.

As he lies in his bed that night he thinks about Izaya with someone else. The jealousy runs hot in his blood and it feels suffocating.

He decides that night that he needs to know whom Izaya is dating. He doesn't ask himself why he needs to know that. He doesn't think about it.

He tells himself that he will be saving some unfortunate soul from a terrible fate that is linked to Izaya. He tells himself that he doesn't want to be in that unfortunate soul's place; and, he tells himself that he doesn't want to know how Izaya's lips taste like.

After all, he hates Izaya and it is wrong to feel anything other than that towards a man. He doesn't know why everything that he tells himself smells like lies, but everything does. That realization alone leaves a bitter taste on his tongue.  

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