"Izaya, this was just a game to you from the start, wasn't it? Well, I guess you won."

The last thing the tall blonde said before leaving the informants apartment. Those words made said informants stomach to churn.

"why... why is he such an unpredictable brute? Saying things as if they were gonna hurt me. Stupid. It was always a game."

When?

"then why..."

When did it happen?

"Why did it hurt to see him leave...?"

When did it stop being a game?

Lets Go Back to When it Started

Izaya sat in his office, bored as can be staring out his window. He let out a long sigh.

"Ne, it's soooo boring!" he whined.

A loud sound made him look up to see Namies face. She had sat-no-slammed a stack of papers on his desk. "If your soooo bored, why not do some work? Instead of making me to everything." she stated shooting him a glare to emphasize her last word.

"But Namie ~!" Izaya sang with a smirk.

"That's what I pay you for~"

Namie let out a discontent sigh, she picked up the stack of paper with an loud 'hmp' as she walked to her desk.

'Ah, so fun to tease Namie.' Izaya thought as he chuckled. 'Speaking of teasing.' Izaya turned to his window as a wide mischievous smirk made its way into his face. He got up and walked towards his door grabbing his faux fur jacket that laid on his couch.

"Namieee~! I'm going out for a little exercise. When your done you can leave, just lock up, kayy?"

Izaya said not turning to look at Namies angry face.

"Ja ne!"

In Ikebukuro

Shizuo sat peacefully at a park bench smoking. 'This is nice' he thought to himself. This is what the debt collector needed. This little peace of nirvana, such peaceful bliss, so peaceful.

He fell asleep.

Izaya walked down the streets of Ikebukuro watching his lovely humans as some stared and some backed off a little recognizing who he was.

'Ah, my lovely humans, how I've missed seeing you.'

But today, his humans were not what he came to see today.

He kept walking until-'Ah' he spotted his prize. The thing he came to play with.

The Monster.

Izaya skipped towards the monster that sat quietly at a park bench.

"Ne, Shizu-chaan~! What? No loud welcoming today?"

Izaya asked in a whiny voice. He waited for the loud call of his name and for a vending machine to be thrown at him but something even more amazing happened.

Nothing.

Izaya blinked confused. 'Eh, is the brute... Ignoring me?' Izaya thought as suddenly he found himself very bothered by the brute not giving him the time of day.

"Hmm, well I guess if Shizu-chan doesn't want to plaay, I can maybe bother a certain other Heiwajima brother to play instead."

Izaya said in a smug voice, knowing full well what happens when people talk about Shizuos brother in front of him.

Yet still, nothing.

"Fine, if you don't want to play I don't care." Izaya said turning around but before he took that first step, he spun on his hill and turned to look at Shizuo again.

He hasn't moved.

Izaya frowned, founding himself to be very irritated by this, he stomped towards the blonde, he was about to yell at him when he heard the sounds of light snoring and breathing.

"H-he's asleep...?" Izaya whispered to himself.

He stared quietly at Shizuos calmed expression. He slowly brought his hand up poking Shizuos cheek lightly.

'Shizu-chan. You look so... Human like this... I don't know if I like it...'

Shizuo stirred a little, light tired mocha eyes opened slightly meeting crimson ones. Izayas eyes went wide, before he could even move away, the blonde had stretched his arms wrapping them around the brunets thin frame pulling Izaya into a sudden embrace.

Izaya let out a quiet yelp at the blonds actions. He squirmed a little only to feel the arms around him hold him tighter. 'I-Is he awake?' Izaya asked himself daring to look up to take a peek at the blondes face.

Still asleep.

Izaya sighed, 'Ugh, always so unpredictable, even in your sleep. You're such a pain.'

Izaya wiggled a little bit when suddenly Shizuo spoke, "Damn louse..." Izaya froze and slowly looked up as he saw sleepy mocha eyes staring at him.

"Stupid flea..."

It was so quiet, almost like a whisper.

'Oh shit... Oh shit.. Oh shit..'

Izaya thought starting to panic a little.

'Is he still asleep? Did he wake up? Is he gonna crush me now? I can't even wiggle my arms free to defend myself what em I gonna do what if he-'

Shizuo spoke again making Izaya lose track of his thoughts.

"Why... do you keep appearing in my dreams...?"

Izayas eyes went wide from confusion and light shock.

'Eh?'

"Get out.. Of.. My head..."

Was the last thing Shizuo said before drifting into unconsciousness once again. He loosened his grip on Izaya. Imminently Izaya pulled away freeing himself from the blonde. He stared at Shizuo, still asleep, peacefully, as if he hadn't just cause the brunet to almost have a heart attack.

'He was talking in his sleep!' Clearly the blonde was still asleep due to the lack of screaming and flinging of items at this person, but...

'He has been dreaming of me? And what was with the sudden embrace? Is he mental?'

Izaya turned and walked away when he realized something.

"So, Shizu-chan's dreaming of me, ne? I wonder what kind of dreams they are."

Izaya said to himself suddenly very interested.

'This could be fun, a new plot, a new idea.'

A New Game.