#shizuiisms

She hadn’t expected that of all things to be asked of her but she was more than happy to help. Although it would be kind of hard to suggest anywhere without knowing who or what it was for.

🐭     was this man okay? She’s seen him stop by the restaurant before , even speaking to Simon , the child even knew his name , what he was capable of , but she didn’t know that he was able to get hurt like he was , the only way she saw the blood was from the illumination of the street lights he passed under when she continued to follow him. She even looks around to see if that other man was with him. It seemed like he was on his own tonight.  Small hands pull to her chest and she makes the big decision to speak up before he turned that corner. 

                                         ‘ Oh, Shizu-chan. ’

That’s what the informant thought when he looked at someone walking at him, with anger, with a... vending machine. He only knew one being who was able to do that.                                              His archenemy.                                                                            Heiwajima Shizuo.

{♚} – “Awh, you’re just oh-so-close to first!”

Opening the door slowly for as he had thought that Ryuu was changing into another set of clothes due to the harsh storm outside, Shizuo froze for as he had seen the female in his clothes. In fact, he froze for a bit to realize that that was his outfit. Instinctively, he would freak out or perhaps punch the said person if his dearest bartender clothes were touched but, he didn’t react violently. Approaching the female with a soft smile, the blond placed a hand onto the redhead for as he gave a soft nuzzle and chuckled. “It looks kinda cute on ya.” He fidgeted a bit on the adjective for as that was pretty rare of him to say. “I-if ya wanna wear that, go ahead. Just should’ve told me that you didn’t have a change of clothes.” He tried to play it cool but a faded tint of pink was shown on his face.

Of all the things she was expecting, such a... an almost pleased reaction wasn’t among them. She flushed at the compliment, lips curving into a shy smile. He really was handsome, wasn’t he? She’d never understand why people let his reputation get in the way of seeing who he really was.

A thought occured to her and she faltered, fumbling for a moment before getting up onto her toes and sneaking a kiss to his cheek. “Tha-Thank you,” she said earnestly, voice soft. She swallowed and pulled back, smile only growing as her gaze travelled downward and she spied the stolen outfit.

      “ Doesn’t Shizu-chan know it’s impolite to yell in the library?~”

Gesturing leisurely to the books strewn both throughout the table the raven was sitting at and the rows of neatly organized shelves lining the establishment, he grinned coyly at the other’s obviously boiling temper and urge to slauder. That is, if the chair now heaved threateningly over Izaya’s head was any real hint. 

 Though that wasn’t to say the boy didn’t deserve the treatment, in fact, he figured he really did have it coming after sending yet another gang after the blonde the night before, but he wasn’t precisely inclined to admit that, especially not in the middle of a school day.

  Besides, he far from regretted the action. In fact, he was already planning several other ways in which he could irritate the other! 

It just so happened that one of those marvelous schemes happened to lead to their current predicament.

 “ Tsk, tsk, so rude of you. Interrupting all these wonderful humans from studying, which is what you came here to do, neh? To meet your tutor?”

A pause halted Izaya briefly, allowing silence to settle momentarily in an attempt to create a sense of suspense before ultimately adding,