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ஜ Chapter 1: Riddle for Shizuo ஜ

-Shinra´s point of view-

"IZAYA!"

CRASH-

Ahhhaaa- wearily, the doctor looked at the watch on his wrist.

It was almost time for the next lesson, and those two were still at it-!

Seriously, didn´t they care at all if they got detention for being late? A crooked smile crossed the future doctor´s expression as he shook his head.

No, he guessed Izaya was actually working towards that goal by keeping Shizuo busy so he would have something to get even more angry for later.

And it wasn´t like Izaya himself minded detention, Shinra guessed. He was never the type to attend classes regularely anyway. He would show up for detention for sure, though, if he knew he could annoy Shizuo there, and then they usually ended up getting even more detention. Shinra sighed.

But still-

"Izaya!"

Weren´t the teachers supposed to say something?

He could see them all standing at the window and watching the fight from above in the second story of the building.

It´s not like those two are invisible, oi-

Shinra stuffed his hands into his blue jacket´s pockets as he watched the scene in front of him unfold. Dozends of dents where in the ground already. As far as he knew, it was concrete- but oh well.

He did wonder why the school principal never really said anything to Shizuo about his destructive behavior. They were in 3rd year of Raira, and Shizuo had destroyed about one third of the whole building, if he had estimated correctly.

Sure, it was all Izaya´s fault, but still- somewhere in the back of his mind he had a feeling Izaya had his hands in there somehow.

Because there was no way the school had enough money to always fix everything without ever saying anything to Shizuo.

Must be that.

Not that Izaya was doing Shizuo a favour, but if his favourite playtoy was taken away from him, it wouldn´t be to his liking, would it?

"Hmmm..." Shinra hummed to himself, holding his chin as he let himself flop onto the stairs that led to the gym and looked at the white fluffy clouds passing by.

It was spring; the school year had only started about a week ago.

They had PE next. Well, at least he and Shizuo did, that is. He had no idea what Izaya´s schedule looked like.

A loud crash, louder than the others, made Shinra´s head tilt towards the two once more.

"Urgh..." he frowned a little as he saw Izaya run past- a flagpole following him close behind.

Seriously.

If it continued that way then Izaya´s next stop would be the nurse´s office for real- or the cemetary, if they were already at it.

Shinra couldn´t remember Izaya actually getting hit by one of Shizuo´s projectiles so far, but if he got hit once it probably would be enough for a lifetime.

He was seriously playing with fire there.

"Shizu-chan, I think we played enough for today don´t you think? I shall take my leave~" Shinra swore he could see a vein pop on Shizuo´s forehead from here as the raven pocketed his flickblade- and he wasn´t exactly standing close to him.

"THE HELL YOU ARE, FLEA!"

-CRASH-

Ah- Shinra blinked.

Oh damn- that had been the headmaster´s car- he was so going to get into trouble for that one. Izaya had escaped yet again, though, and the only thing left on the school ground was a panting and steaming bull with an almost completly torn white shirt and a knifes´ cut on his cheek.

Oh well, not like he would care, detention would be the worst Shizuo could get, while he would go home to his beloved Celty hehe~

But if he stayed here any longer, then he might end up getting detention too for being late-

"Shizuooo-" he whined, getting up from the stairs he had been sitting on and brushing of the dust from the back of his clothes. "We´re going to be late-!"

Still in his annoyed and angry state of mind, Shizuo turned around with a glare.

"What?" he growled, until he noticed it was Shinra who had called. It took a little over a second for him to realize what his weird friend had said, and he looked at the school´s clock, swearing under his breath.

"That god damn fucking flea-" Shinra grinned as the blond finally walked over. "I called you earlier, but you were so immersed in fighting I don´t think you noticed."

Soft unintelligible growling was to be heard in response as the blond muttered something along the lines of, "I will seriously kill the flea.", making Shinra grin and walk of into the direction of the boys´ changing room.

That was how it usually went every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. On Monday, Izaya would casually cross Shizuo´s path when he was about to go to his PE class; on Wednesday it was art, and on Friday it was after school. Well, at least on Fridays, the school didn´t have to fear for any casualities; they always ran out into the city.

Seriously.

He really did wonder sometimes how it was even possible that neither of the two had killed the other yet. Not that Shizuo would actually kill Izaya on purpose; he was too soft for that, and Shizuo knew that, too, he guessed. There was no way he could become a murderer.

As for Izaya... He always said he hated the protozoan, but for him to actually just hate him, he was too possessive of Shizuo in Shinra´s opinion.

And so they were doing 100 pull-ups at the end of the lesson yet again. Like every Monday. Well, Shinra wasn´t actually doing them- he couldn´t even manage to pull off one pull-up to his own shame, but it wasn´t like the teacher was looking into their direction anyway. So he just let himself flop down onto the grass letting the sun warm him up as Shizuo studiously accepted his punishment.

Shizuo never said anything about it, but Shinra did wonder if he didn´t get tired of this. After all, he was doing these 100 pull-ups every single Monday. Sure, they were probably contributing on making Shizuo even stronger, but still...

"Ne, why can´t you just ignore him?" he questioned, his head tilting up just slightly as a warm breeze blew across the campus. The tree next to the metal rods rustled in the wind and a few leaves fell to the ground.

"Huh?" A scowl was directed at him as Shizuo performed his 15th pull up, his shirt riding up slightly as he brushed against the metal rod, revealing his abs.

Seriously, he would kill to have a body like that for Celty. But then again... the work out, urgh.

"Izaya. I´m talking about Izaya," Shinra repeated, closing one eye as the shadow of the tree right next to them wavered off to the left just a little bit so the sun was shining right into this face. Cringing, he wriggled towards the tree, getting into the shadow once more.

"You could just ignore him, you know. I have known Izaya for ages, and I could guarantee you that it would piss him off the most to be ignored." That he could testify to for real. If anything did tick him off, then it was that. Getting more comfortable, he moved his arms behind his head.

"It would lessen the damage to the school building considerably, too. " The blond paused for a second, already pulled up half way again, and scowled slightly at the future doctor. Shinra tilted his head up, meeting the blond´s gaze.

"It´s the truth, you know." Shizuo scoffed and continued his work out. Seriously, Shinra was the only one that would put things bluntly like that around him.

"I figured that much already," he answered finally, making the bruenette grin behind his glasses.

"See? So why not just do that?" the blond frowned slightly, looking over at his class. Everytime he pulled himself up he was able to see across the hedge seperating the soccer field and the sports ground.

"How many?" he asked, staying on top of the rod for a little moment to rest as he wathed them. They were about to mix the teams anew after losing the match twice in a row.

Ah.

Shinra blinked- he forgot to count the pull ups- should he tell him?

... nah.

"78," the doctor grinned, taking a good guess.

Only 78?

Shizuo would have thought he had done more.

Oh well.

"He just pisses me off too much," he answered Shinra´s question finally, continuing again. The future doctor blinked.

"Meaning you can´t ignore him, or what?" The blond nodded, being grateful for the slight breeze that blew through the sports field once more. "There is just no way I can ignore that stupid smirk and talk of his. I just know he is going to tick me off again."

Besides, even if he did ignore him, Izaya would probably come up with something even more annoying to get him to react. He could pass on that, thank you very much.

"It would be so much more peaceful if you did, you know!" the bespectacled teen whined meanwhile, getting up from his supine position. The grass wasn´t exactly dry in the morning,he came to realize as he felt the backside of his clothes becoming a little damp.

"Tell that to that freaking louse." Shizuo scowled. Seriously, slowly but surely Shinra was starting to annoy him, acting as if he was the only one who was at fault that the school´s property always ended up being damaged.

"I think he likes causing trouble, though," the bespectacled teen mumbled tilting his head, thinking as he tapped his chin lightly with a finger.

"No shit." He didn´t need Shinra to tell him that the flea was just doing this for his entertainment.

"How many?" he asked, jumping off the iron rod and sitting down on the grass.

"82." The blond blinked.

"82?" He had done way more than just four pull-ups since he asked the last time. A guilty expression crossed his friend´s face.

"Ah, I mean 90." Shinra laughed nervously. The blond let himself drop back onto the grass as he crossed his arms behind his head.

"You forgot to count, didn´t you?" Laughter filled his ears as he watched the clouds fly by in a hurry.

"Twice, to be honest!" the future doctor grinned while flipping out a tiny booklet he was always carrying around.

"Idiot."

"Yeah, yeah, anyway- we´ve got history next. Did you memorize the dates already, Shizuo?" The blond snorted.

"Good joke, Shinra. As if anyone could remember that many dates!" Their history teacher was seriously nuts if she thought that was possible. She gave them a list of like, thirty different dates and names of who did what and when.

"The exam is next week, you know." Shizuo groaned, ruffling through his hair.

"I know!" A shrill whistling noise made them pause their conversation. The teacher came up with the rest of the class. The lesson was over. Shizuo got up from the grass and stretched himself.

"I could always write it for you, you know." Shizuo paused, a frown carving itself onto his face.

"No, that wouldn´t be right." He couldn´t just let Shinra do the work for him. Also, if he switched exam papers with Shinra, then he would end up getting a bad grade. The friend sighed as they undressed in the boys´ changing room.

"Figured you wouldn´t let me. This way you´ll end up failing the class, though!" he whined, making Shizuo look at him skeptically.

"Are you actually worried about my grades?" he asked with a more than just doubting voice. The bruenet grinned.

"Nah, but I´m worried I won´t get to hang out with my only friend in this class anymore." Shizuo had to admit that comment made him smile a bit.

"Shut it, I´m not that stupid. I´ll make it somehow," he shrugged, stuffing his sports clothes into his bag as they left the room.

"That´s what you say. But I bet you haven´t even started to study yet." Shinra sighed dramatically. Shizuo huffed.

"That´s not true, yesterday I took the history book and actually-"

Ah-

The history book- it was inside his school bag- the bag that he still had when he went to the sports lesson.

"Actually, what?" Shinra asked, seeing that the blond wasn´t going to continue.

"Ah, sorry Shinra, I forgot my school bag in the changing room- I will be right back!" Shizuo replied quickly while already turning around to run back- Shinra rolled his eyes slightly as he watched him run back.

"Hurry up! I don´t want to be late for history class, too," he yelled after him, slowly continuing on his way to their class.

The blond meanwhile was on his way back. He had already passed through the long hall that led to the changing rooms. Now he was only a door away from his destination.

Opening the door, he smiled slightly when he spotted his school bag right where he left it.

Not that anyone would dare to hide it from him or shit, but others had that done to them on a regular basis, and it had already occurred that some stupid shit took his bag without knowing it was his.

Nobody would voluntarily fetch Shizuo´s things away. Quickly he stepped forward and grabbed the straps attachted to it to pull it onto his right shoulder.

A quiet sound made him pause, though, as he was about to step out of the room again.

Humming.

The sports lesson was over, so it probably was someone from the next class that was in the other chaning room right next to this one.

Usually, they separated the boys from class A and class B in the changing rooms, mostly to avoid any fights, since the classes weren´t on the best terms.

It was still break, though. Way too early for anyone to be here.

A little curious, Shizuo took a step backwards, looking through a small crack that the door, which was not closed completely, left open and spied through it.

What he saw there made a vein pop on his forehead almost instantly though. He had expected to spot someone from the other class and then he would go away again, curiousity satisfied.

But no-

Whatever he was doing, it was Izaya who was lurking around in there!

He almost near to grinned as he noticed that the flea hadn´t spotted him at all. And he was completely alone-

Now was his chance to get that stupid louse once and for all-

He was just about to slam the door open, just about to rush in there and catch that louse.

But right as he was about to touch the wood of the door, he froze.

Completely.

The raven had taken off his shirt.

-Shinra´s point of view-

Getting a little impatient, Shinra started to walk up and down the hall.

The break was almost over and they seriously needed to get to class now if they didn´t want to be late again-

Relieved, he finally spotted a blotch of blond hair from afar, running towards him.

"Shizuo, what took you so long?" he whined, quickly gathering his things- he had dropped them onto the stairs that led to the first floor while he waited for his friend.

"Sorry," the blond mumbled as he caught up with the bruenette, making the bespectacled teen roll his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, now let´s hurry!" he announced, walking up the stairs quickly. Why had he waited for the blond in the first place?

Well- let´s put it this way, if Shinra weren´t accompanying Shizuo all the time, then other students would most likely see him as an easy prey for their pranks.

But with Shizuo? Nah.

The blond followed the future doctor quickly as they headed for class.

They made it in the nick of time- the teacher merely glanced at them as they quickly shuffled to their seats- all while Shinra was rambling something to Shizuo about how he should pay good attention now.

But really, the blond was listening to neither him nor the teacher.

It was weird.

Before, in the changing room-

He had left before Izaya could even notice that he was there. And he sincerely doubted this time that the flea had planned something again.

Shizuo never hit Izaya with any of his make shift projectiles.

He was pretty sure that he never had.

If he had then Izaya would have more than just a broken bone or some minor injury, that was sure.

But then...

Where did he get those bruises from?

He could see them very well when Izaya pulled off his shirt.

They were scattered all over his body. Purple and blue ones, old and fresh ones. He knew what they looked like from his own body to know that those weren´t inflicted on him in a single fight.

The question that was bugging him now was:

Who the hell managed to hurt the flea repeatedly like that?

C:

ohhhh well well, where could he get those from~ xD

I hope chu liked this kind of start cx It might be little hmmm boring cuz it´s only Shinra and stuff, but heyyyy it wil be getting better soonish~ hehe cx

Well then, Check out my other stories too if you want xD I´m posting everything at the moment cx

See you again on sunday ~! (≧▽≦)/~┴┴