~I love humans~

They were at school.

"I-It was Izaya! H-He broke it!" the young girl blubbered out "I hate him, I hate him, I hate him!"

Izaya grinned when he saw her crying. The people rallied around the two and looked daggers at the young boy with hate-filled eyes.

~If I think about it, it's because…~

They were on the street.

"I hate this guy, I hate him!" the girls screamed and ran away.

Izaqya just grinned.

~…they hate me~

Simon hates him. Namie Yagiri hates him. Kida Masaomi hated in. Ryuugamine Mikado hates him.

Everyone hates him. Everyone.

~I love human, because they hate me.~

Izaya walked through the streets cheerfully. The hateful looks of the people around him were like a delicious meal for him.

"Izaya-kun~"

He knew that voice. He knew it very well.

"Ah, hello there, Shizu-chan~" he smiles and turned around to the blond "How are you today?"

"Get away from here!" Shizuo yelled. Yes, you could notice pretty well that he was annoyed.

Izaya grinned and ran away. The blond man behind.

"Oops?" said the black-haired man when he realized that he was at an impasse.

Then he grinned again and turned around to Shizuo, who stood right behind him.

"Get out of Ikebukuro!" he yelled and already lifted a vending machine.

"And why?" grinned Izaya cheekily.

"Because I hate you! I hate you with all my heart!"

~Why… Why him…?~

Shizuo's eyes widen and he put down the vending machine he took off his glasses and put them in his pocket as if he'd want to see if he was just imagining what he was seeing.

"I-Izaya…?" he asked confused "Are you… Are you crying?"

The younger one still grinned but he didn't even notice the tears streaming down his cheeks.

"It…" he sobbed quietly and his grin slowly disappeared "It hurts…"

He buried his face in his hands. They still flowed. The tears just didn't stop.

~Why does it hurt so much to hear it from him…?~

Shizuo slowly went to him. Izaya already thought he would be killed in that moment, just like his enemy always wanted. And he didn't care."I'm sorry, Izaya." the blond said with a voice that Izaya never heard before "I'm sorry."

The black-haired scared a bit when Shizuo enfolded him in his arms. That was new to him. Nobody actually ever put his arms around him.

Izaya's tears still streamed down his face and he dug his fingers into Shizuo's vest. He pressed his face against his chest and slowly it stopped.

"I'm sorry, Shizuo…" he said quietly.

~I don't care if others hate me. I just don't want Shizuo to…~