Forgotten Love? (Shizaya fanfic)

The first encounter

"Just so I said this, this story is different form the Anime/Manga. It's my own interpretation of how Izaya and Shizuo should have met. So if there is stuff that doesn't make sense, this is the reason. Hope you guys enjoy!"

Child Izaya's P.O.V (It's like a flashback but better ;P)

I walked through Ikebukuro, observing the humans and their daily routines. Ahh, how I loved them. They were perfect beings. Somewhere there was a faint scream to hear. I shutter, but ignored it and put my hands in my jeans. I looked up to the sky. It was pretty cold, considering that it is autumn. My breath formed small clouds in the air, vanishing immediately.

I continued walking, as a commotion at the end of the street caught my attention. It was probably one of the color gangs again. I closed up to the scene and saw some people banging there weapons on their hands, a deadly look in their eyes. As small as was, I squeezed myself through the gang members. They didn't notice a thing.

"Yeah, show him what happens if you get into a fight with the yellow scarfs!", somebody shouted. I saw some people with yellow scarfs attacking at the same time. A street sign cut through the air and the men flew through the air like leaves.

In the middle stood a blonde boy wearing nothing but torn jeans and something that looked like a T-Shirt.

He looked up and straight into my eyes. At this time there were hardly any people walking through the streets of Ikebukuro. He walked towards me.

As he was only a few feet away from me, he looked at me again. But this time I could see his eyes. They were brown with a little hint of green in them. I was mesmerized. I've never met someone with such beautiful eyes.

"What are you looking at?! Are you scared of me now, or what?!", he asked harshly. His voice was low and warm.

I blushed lightly. "Nothing.", I said. "I was just amazed, that you could wipe out all these gang members at the same time."

"It's not like I did it on purpose! I just can't help it! I get so pissed off by these people so much, you know?! And then my body acts on his own." His face twitched. "Ouch..."

"What's wrong?", I asked worried and stepped forward.

"It seems like I dislocated my shoulder again."

"Let me see. I actually have good experiences, when it comes to putting back dislocated parts of the body (Don't ask me how I got the idea, that Izaya's good with that!)" As I touched his shoulder he grinned his teeth together, trying not to let out a painful scream.

"This will hurt for a second, but after that everything will be okay again.", I calmed him down. Surprisingly it worked and I could continue my work. When I found the spot his shoulder got dislocated I warned him, that I would put it back. I heard a loud cracking and a painful screech.

"So, everything is back in it's place.", I outed and stepped back.

"It doesn't hurt anymore.", he said surprised. I couldn't help it and laughed.

"Of course it doesn't, dumbass!" I collapsed in laughter.  After, it seemed like a pretty long time, I straightened myself and looked at the boy again. I startled.

He blushed in a rose red tone. After seeing this I had to blush as well and looked to the ground. A hand gripped mine and I found myself in a tight hug.

"Wha...what a...are you d...doing?!", I asked surprised. He quickly tightened his hug and then got a distance between us. He softly brushed my cheek with his fingers and looked deep in my eyes. I felt a huge blush crawling over my face. 

He smirked and let go of me. "Hope I see you around." He just left me there, running off with out even telling me his name was.

"I hope you guys enjoyed this small preview of the upcoming story. It'll probably not be to good, but I try to do my best. Jā matane!"