The days of Paradise (Shizuo x Izaya)

4

'Out of everyone I had to be with, it HAD to be with a useless brute who can't even walk!'

A certain raven raged as he looked for palm leaves, wanting to have at least something to cover the murky cave floor of their little 'Home'.  So far he found 2 palms... the rest where high up in the trees and risking injury for a little comfort didn't sound like fun.  

Every time he heard a light rustle the raven would jump and get out his flick blade. Sometimes it was the wind, others were small animals. Of course, he would try to kill the edible ones well running away from the creepy lizards and snakes. 

"Ah... found another."

He sighed and picked up the fallen palm leaf. Many may not know but palms were huge and heavy, so the moment he got the 3rd, he headed straight back to the cave. Of course, he still jumped at every little rustle, hating nature and missing his precious humans. 

He didn't have shoes either, meaning he had to keep his eyes to the ground and not step on anything sharp or poisonous. If the little raven had anything to say right now, it would be full of his hatred towards nature.

Oh, how did he miss the civilized life. And how he missed the actual humans and not a stupid monster that was currently nursing a wound in that godforsaken muddy cave.

"What the hell is that flea?"

"My bed."

"Those are fuckin' leaves."

"Every plant is a leave to you, brute."

By the look on the smaller males face, you could tell that he didn't want to talk. actually, it looked like he was close to murdering a certain blond haired idiot who didn't know that the flea could even get annoyed.

"Plants have leaves! And I know that's it a palm leaf!"

"Shut up and let me think!"

"Grr, I tell you to shut up all the time and you don't! Don't expect me to listen to you! YAR YAR YAR!"

The blond started to make some sort of YAR sound that seemed to put the raven on edge. His red eyes flashed with anger and he looked at the injured teen. Izaya bared his teeth and restrained his urge to just throw his flick blade at the other.

"YAR YAR YAAAAAAR!"

"What the hell even is that sound!?"

It wasn't long before the flea snaped. His fist looked about ready to smack a blond. Of course the other noticed but didn't care at all, many people tried to punch him. And it never hurt.

"It's a sound! YAR YAR YAR!"

"Why are you still doing it!"

"FUCKIN' YAAAAAAAAR!"

"AHHHHHHHH! I can't stand you!"

He got up and snatched his palm leaves and headed out of the cave. 

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR!"

If anyone wished to have a mute button, it would be at this moment. The Raven looked about ready to murder someone, it was lucky that the blond had strength and durability to stop the other. If not then he would have been long dead. 

'That stupid brute! I'm going to kill him! Monster! Idiot! Annoying! Brat!'

Millions of insults swirled in the others mind as he stuck next to the beach.  He picked up some long branches and vines, trying his best to make something like a bed. the rectangular platform was actually stable and the tied on palms was kind of comfy.  

He sighed and dug a small pit in the sand. Getting ready to make a fire and spend the rest of the island trip right there. surviving on coconuts and little crabs.  the biggest thing he had to do was try and make some sort of pot. 

He walked around and looked for a rock that could be used to cook things on and bring water to the camp he set up. and wondered if he could find something to help him ke-...

Faintly wondering if lady luck was on his side, he grabbed the floating metal canteen. along with the small luggage that washed up on the shore. Small metal pieces were scattered all over the place. the once beautiful beachside was sullied by humans once again.

Ah, he found a broken umbrella.

Without even looking in the small luggage, he walked back to his camp. the bent metal plate in his hand was a bit too hot, making him drop it a few times. He got to his makeshift palm leave bed and looked inside the bag...

There was only a few towels, goggles, and swimsuits for little kids. It seemed like this bag belonged to a family. When the towels dry he could use them. But that's when they dry... So the raven just put them on a branch and went back to his base.

"That stupid brute."

Aaaaannnndd of course the little raven was still sour. heck he could still hear that idiot yelling.

----------------------------------------Sizuo side----------------

"YYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!"

And he was still at it. 

He only started to stop when he realized that the flea wasn't coming back. The brute just rolled his eyes and looked at his injured leg. It didn't hurt anymore, well if he kept it still. he was still trying to keep the mud out of it. Not wanting to risk infection on a deserted island.

The blond plopped a sucker in his mouth. swishing it angerly in his mouth as he tried to think of other things. 

Of course, his mind went to "You don't know what this island has" or "What if a deadly lion comes to eat you?" and the scariest "What if they forget about you?"... 

The fears that made him want the flea to come back. One of the biggest reasons why he didn't leave the other alone was because he didn't want the thoughts that hunted his mind to apper. And he didn't know how to talk to his enemy for comfort, so he just annoyed him... not knowing that it would just put him back to his original fears.

He didn't know if the flea was feeling the same way, the other just seemed irritated that he was here. No fear. Nothing.

It made him feel alone, that his fear was just stupid. So he tried to drive it away, trying to be strong but he knows that it would hunt... even if he tried to chase it away. it always came back... 

Like the Flea.

----------------------------------------night time Izaya pov---------------

He finally stopped working on his base... but now he didn't have any distraction.  His mind wasn't set on a single or multiple goals. It was set on his current situation, and what was going to happen next... was he going to found?

Did anyone care?

"Would they even try?"

Of course, they would... they would.... Shinra.... someone would.

He was still a teen. They wouldn't just leave them, of course, they would send rescue groups. if they didn't then there would be an uproar... it's just when will they find us? it shouldn't be to long, maybe a few days....

"But what if they get the data wrong?"

His mind swirled with thoughts that he wanted to drive away. there was no work to distract him, there was nothing to do but think. 

He couldn't stand not working, he would just think about the bad things that could happen to him. Striking fear into his heart even if he knows everything is fine... it never changes. always....

It hunts him! He can't sleep without having to deal with his thoughts! Why did he even need sleep? He didn't want to sleep!

Just... please.... don't make my fears reality.

<I hope you like this chapter! Sorry it took me so long!>