Disclaimer: DRRR! and the characters in it belonged to the right owner-Ryohgo Narita- and I'm very sorry for messing up the characters

Warning: crappy english grammar, crappy story /laughs awkwardly/, shounen-ai hint (nah, not gonna put a hardcore lemon- yet?)

It was a nice afternoon with soft clouds hanging lowly on the sky filled with orange light of sunset. It was a nice weather with wind blows softly, quite chilly actually but not enough to make people to shivering as the warm of sun still embrace the world of Ikebukuro. People couldn't help but filling the street more crowded than usual, as it was a rare fine weather in October. But all the peace didn't last any longer as suddenly a human body fall from nowhere followed by a park's bench and landed nicely on top of one of a store's trash bin.

Not so far from the place, the blond bodyguard lit his cancer stick rather harshly with a lighter and inhale the nicotine deeply to calm his nerves. Beside him, his boss counting the money they've managed to get before Shizuo send the poor guy a free trip to the garbage can. Tanaka Tom never really mind when Shizuo lashed out his anger to his indebted people as long as he got the money first. Well, sometime he still reminding the blond bodyguard to takes thing more easy and held his anger, but recently the younger man seems more restless and ready to blow up anytime soon. Tom couldn't help but notice it started to happen from 2 weeks ago, and it must be because of the absence of one certain enemy who usually help him let out all the anger in his nerves.

"I think we're done for today, Shizuo," Tom said, almost sounds desperate, and put in the money he got to the inner pocket of his blazer.

"I thought you said we still have 3 more," Shizuo said with a frown.

" Nah, Vorona can help me for the rest of the day. But you can rest for the rest of the day," Tom said, trying not to pick on the wrong side of his employee when he's on this pissed off state. And suddenly the blond girl he was mentioned appear with a slight smile.

"Good afternoon, boss, Shizuo-senpai!" she greeted them politely.

"Hello, Vorona," Tom replied her greet with a smile while Shizuo just give her a light nod before inhaling another deep tar taste from his cancer stick.

"It is really a good afternoon," the blonde mumbled quietly, more to himself actually but loud enough to be heard by his accompanies.

Tom kept his mouth shut while the newcomer girl couldn't help but commented to it. "You looks like an old man, Shizuo-senpai. Talking about a good afternoon while looking at the distance like that."

"Hnn.. you just don't know how rare this kind of day happened in Bukuro," Shizuo replied her softly.

"Must be because of that flea isn't around anymore, yeah?" Vorona chirped with a disgusts face when she said the name.

Shizuo's eyes twitched when he heard the name and he growled under his breath unconsciously. It is indeed felt so peace recently because of the flea's abcense. How long has it been again? A month? Two months? No, maybe more. Shizuo has lost count the days after two weeks he couldn't spot the flea around. Heck he couldn't even sense his presence or smell the rather unique fragrant of the flea as usual. Is he finally agreed to Shizuo's threat and stop coming to Bukuro because of their last encounter? Because at that time the flea seems really scared. But Shizuo couldn't count on it that much. The flea is one of a stubborn bastard and he definitely wouldn't stop doing something just because someone asked him to, or even threatening him. No, he must be planning something evil and it must be a big one.

A snap of fingers brought him back to the world as Tom stared at him with a concern look. "Are you okay, Shizuo? You're spacing out."

Shizuo shook his head. "Nahh.. just a lil bit tired," he said weakly.

"Told you to rest and back home. Go get some rest in this fine day," his boss smiled at him and pats his back lightly.

"Yeah, Shizuo-senpai. Let's go to russian sushi and enjoy the nice day without flea!" Vorona said while grinning and linking his arm to Shizuo's. Shizuo's eyes twitched again and his stomach growled in displeased. Must be because of the mention of that name, he thought.

"We have works to do though," Tom said to the blonde girl and peeled her off of Shizuo much to Shizuo's pleasure. He never could handle girls, less even a clingy one.

"But we can go there together. I mean, we're on the same way right, boss?" Vorona said with a puppy eyes, trying to convince his boss to understand what she wanted.

Tom scratched his cheeks lightly. Yes indeed he understood the look but russian sushi is located on the opposite of their next target and he tried to convince Vorona back with his look to no avail. Damn girl!

"I'm not in the mood for sushi though. I'll just cook something at home," Shizuo said. Sushi just reminded him to a certain enemy who's addicted to it. Someone he didn't want to think at all but strangely occupied his head recently, especially ever since that certain enemy was currently in absence. And strangely, it feels like he could even smell that unique fragrant he claimed as stinks like- now.

Secretly, his inner side knew this fragrant wasn't really bad, but because it made his stomach scrunched in a weird way and he didn't know why his chest always suffocated everytime he failed to find the source of this smell, he made his brain to process the smell as something that stinks. And this fragrant his nose has caught were not a hallucination like he has been having ever since that human manipulator disappeared. It's definitely real, his heart told him that, and so that's why his legs moving by themselves, following to where the nose lead them.

"Huh? Shizuo? Your home is that way," Tom said just to get ignored by the kouhai. The blond bodyguard looks trance walking without his brain functioning rightly and blank expression on the face.

"Oh, is Shizuo-senpai finally decided to accompany us to the next target?" Vorona asked, voice filled with hope that made the debt collector rolled his eyes and groaning softly.

Suddenly the girl stopped when she saw Shizuo stop as well, and so do the boss. Tom looked up to Vorona, wanted to throw any logical protest to the girl, but stop himself as he saw what the girl's looking at with a horror expression. Tom thought that Vorona is exaggerating things- because it just Shizuo is smiling. There's nothing weird about Shizuo smiling, or was what he thought before he caught a glimpse of familiar furry black jacket that was definitely owned by just one person in Japan, yes Orihara Izaya, the infamous informant in flesh and alive after about 3 months disappear, from Ikebukuro of course- Tom knew well he still roaming and trolling on the net in the time he's not around Bukuro with 'I'm bored to Shizu-chan' reason. Said person must be change his mind because without Shizuo the world is too plain and he realized it after experiencing the situation so he decided to go back here to meet the joker.

Tom scoffed inwardly. There's no need to be a psychic or psychiatric to read them. Both Orihara and Shizuo are the same. They're just some lonely kids in Tom eyes. They didn't have any friend- not anyone particularly close- to play with them because one has monstrous strength and short temper while the other have twisted personality and dangerous in his own way. They were synchronized to each other- no, seriously they are- but sadly fighting is the one act they choose to do than talking about their differences and trying to understand each other with it. Well, they actually could understand each other just fine though, through the fights.

"Shiz- " Vorona was trying to distract the blond from such a disgraceful sight, but was stopped by the sound of the park's lamp post got ripped off from the ground.

Shizuo crushed his cigarette and stomp it on the ground, then took a deep breath. The smell of flea is filling his nose, working up his brain to pump an amount of adrenaline he's never use, ever since Izaya's not around, to the entire system of his body. His grip on the lamp post tightening until they're bleeding from being crushed on the broken part of the pole, but he didn't feel it at all because of the rush of adrenaline. Even his heart thumping so rapidly that it's echoed in his ears, tunning out all the unnecessary things around him to focus on just one thing that is Izaya. The flea. His prey.

His grin grew wider. The flea seems didn't notice him yet. Well he didn't make the usual battle cry- yet, to alarming the flea. If this lamp post could hit him, it's definitely will make a big impact, he thought while preparing himself with the stance to throw the lamp post.

"Wa- wait wait wait, shizuo!" Tom screamed and abruptly running to in front of Shizuo, blocking half of the blond's vision to his prey and successfully gain his attention.

"Step aside, Tom-san," Shizuo growled in annoyed. His eyes were narrowed dangerously towards the glimpse of furry jacket that bounced along with its owner who's currently skipping while walking. He didn't aware to the danger yet, and it was a good news to Shizuo. After all, he promised the flea to kill him without any warn back at the last incident right? If he could throw the lamp post without crying out the flea's name first, the raven won't know and the chance for him to dodge it will be little. BOOMM! The flea got hit and hope the miracle of his chance to live is... 0,000000000000000675%?

"No, Shizuo! You looks scary. Are you going to kill Orihara-san?"

From all the sentences he could produce to convince the blonde to calm his nerve, the mouth let out such a stupid question. Of course Shizuo's going to kill Izaya. That was the spell that already craved in his brain. Whatta pointless question when the answer is so obvious, Tanaka Tom! The debt collector spat inwardly to himself.

Shizuo didn't answer the question but glaring at his boss with a 'Are you kidding questioning me like that?' look that Tom somehow understood it well. "Move aside, Tom-san. I'll finish the flea today for good," he growled dangerously and the boss shivered under those gaze. He saw the flea's currently talking- or maybe more likely, manipulating- a group of cosplayer- which Shizuo thought looks ridiculous with their weird costumes.

"Shi- Shizuo-kun, you know that killing a person is a heavy burden you'll have to bear both in your life and after life?" Tom said quietly, suddenly turned biblically and religious, and he didn't care how much desperate he's sounded.

"Tch! I'm killing a flea. And a flea is not a person. Who's got sued for killing a flea?" Shizuo stated his opinion which Tom thought that was so ridiculous. He gritted his teeth when he saw the cosplayers now having a heavy argument with the flea on the background grinning like a maniac he is. Oh, the flea must be happy because his scheming was succeeds.

"Shizuo-kun, from all point of views, Orihara-san IS a human, even if he has the personality of a flea like you stated," Tom corrected him, which earned a low grunt of disapproval from the blond ex-bartender. Shizuo turned to very childish when it comes to anything related to Orihara Izaya.

"Tch! Fine, I won't kill Izaya," the blonde finally said and lowered his 'weapon'. Tom let out a heavy sigh like one of the world's big problem finally lifted up from his shoulder and smiled awkwardly, while Vorona spitting obviously for failed to see the death of one of her most hatred man in the world.

Shizuo pulled out his last cancer stick and lit it up, inhaling the nicotine taste in two deep breath, before lift up his head. The blond stared at his boss with a gentle expression which surprised Tom and Vorona. "You're right, Tom-san. How could I kill a human- Izaya," he said quietly.

His grip to the pole tightening again when a second later the sadistic grin returned to his face. "The one thing I should kill is the brain, the flea." And with that said, he launched the lamp post towards the raven haired informant.

Tom couldn't even react when his brain finally working to understand the words at the same time with the feeling of strong wind grazing his cheek from the lamp post that Shizuo threw. The next moment he knew his body is moving in reflex to see the target of this lamp post while the corner of his eyes could still caught the image of Shizuo's sadistic grin and Vorona's excited expression. Oh, god be damned, he's got two psychos as employee here!

TBC

A/N (Author's Nonsense)

thanks for all who read, fav/watched, n review on this crappy story

I can't help but think this story progress so slowly and this chapter stops there, but all of it will start on the next chapter with the appearance of Izaya's bodyguard who could even match Shizu-chan and the special someone who called Shizu-chan in ch 2, and someone who will push Izaya to be more open minded to people around him OwO;

They're the same person though and he's someone we all know well

I'm sorry about the Vorona who maybe OOC? idk, dun really like girl interfering in ShiZaya's relationship haha /kicked by Vorona's fans/

anyway, see you on the next chapter /bows/