Scars and Souvenirs (Shizaya RP w/ Zexion/Ienzo)

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Frail Words Collapse was a fail. So yeah. DRRR!! Rp time. >w>''

 

Shizaya, aka ShizuoxIzaya from the anime Durarara!! is definitely a favorite of mine. They hate each other, but fangirls will warp a burning hatred into a burning passion. So, without further ado, let's ROCK THIS THING...KINDA. MAYBE.

 

Zexion/Ienzo, commence first post.

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Shizuo Heiwajima strolled lazily down the bustling streets of Ikebukuro, a lit cigarette in his mouth, occasionally pulling it out to blow out smoke into the already polluted air. His blond hair blew gently along with the night breeze, brown eyes focusing down on the sidewalk. He had the day of but it was days like these he was lost on what to do. It wasn't like he had any family or real friends to talk to. And he still wasn't sure if his brother had forgiven him. Days off where only days of lonely remembrance for Shizuo Heiwajima.

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(That paragraph was breathtaking. <)

 

Izaya took his time flipping through his phone's contacts and skipping lightly along the sidewalk of Ikebukuro, enjoying the rest of his day. It had been an uneventful day to someone like him -- though it would have been quite exciting, or even scary, for anyone else. Seriously, telling two girls that he'd commit suicide with them but end up returning them to their original homes instead after drugging and scaring them was pretty stressful. But to him it was just another day at work.

 

"I love humans~"

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Shizuo allowed a few more puffs from his cigarette before looking up and feeling his eyes narrow. He could very distinguishly see a certain black haired, fur coat wearing flea in the distance a few meters in front off him. Growling, he curtly snapped his fingers to diminish his cigarette and stepped on it, clearing his throat before stepping into the middle of the street. A cocky yet irritated grin rose on his lips as he planted his hand in his pockets, a wild look in his eyes. He'd know that brat anywhere. Izaya Orihara.. "Izaaaaayyaaaaa-kuuuuun."

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Upon hearing the gruff, yet distinctive voice, Izaya turned. His amused smile fell into a devious smirk as he pocketed his cell phone for the moment and leaned on a guard rail near him, flipping out his blade confidently. "Shizu-chan...Fancy seeing you here." He commented, expertly spinning the flickblade between his fingers and waiting for some sort of heavy object to get thrown at him so he can make his escape.

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Anger sparked in Shizuo as he saw that devious smirk crawl onto Izaya's face. Oh yeah, he had the face that really just made you want to throw something at his face. Which was the very reason why he had picked up the neared thing--a guardrail--and hurled it like a javelin at Izaya's face. "I thought I told you to never come back to Ikebukuro!!!" He roared, his glasses slipping of the bridge of his nose.

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As he had done so many times before, he skillfully dodged it, letting it smash into a nearby building. Izaya used this as an oppurtunity to get away, sprinting as fast as he could in the opposite direction, his flickblade open and still within his hand. "Nice seeing you~?" Izaya shouted back at him, giving a half-hearted wave as he did so. This is what his weekly routine was usually like.

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Shizuo scoffed, running full sprint after Izaya, finding it to be no problem to catch up as he tossed any and all objects at the brat. "You're not getting away so easily flea!" He shouted, reaching out and nearly grasping his hood, feeling his fingers graze the fur of his hood. 'So close!'

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Izaya managed to dodge all the objects thrown at him by making sharp turns or ducking. He chuckled as he felt a slight tug on the fur covering his hood, looking back at him with a taunting glimmer in his eye. "You'll have to do better than that, Shizu-chan~" He teased, knowing full well that Shizuo was probably doing the best he could possibly do while running. If he'd try any harder, Izaya could very well escape.

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Shizuo growled at the taunt, launching himself forward enough to grab his hood and make him tumble backwards, smirking in triumph. He took this chance to turn the raven haired male around to face him, holdin him up by the collide of his v-neck. "That better?"

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Izaya gave a noticably fake applause, the same smirk still on his face. "Good job...Are you gonna beat the shit outta me now?" He sounded like he expected the answer to be a yes. Because frankly, he did. He never proposed a threat that eventually went unfulfilled, so he'd expect Shizuo to kill him right then and there. Unless Izaya pulled another one of his tricks on him.

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Shizuo scoffed, raising his other fist to aim a firm pinch to your cheek which he carried out almost perfectly. He pretended to not notice his moments hesitation. After all, he was the strongest in Ikebukuro. He wasn't supposed to hesitate. "Wasnt that a stupid question?! Why're you here anyway flea?"

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Seemingly undisturbed from the blow, Izaya answered the question calmly. "I was meeting someone, actually. You caught me on my way home. How unfortunate..." Izaya had resided in Shinjuku for the last few years since Shizuo violently insisted on him leaving and never coming back. Izaya didn't have the intent to, but work was work. And entertainment was entertainment, no matter how you looked at it. So there he was, in Ikebukuro, Shizuo's turf.

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"Meeting someone?" Shizuo sneered, leaning down eye level to Izaya in distaste, obviously hating being this close of a proximity to him. "Who would ever want to meet you? You're company is a waste of anyones time, including mine." The blonde stated, giving a rib shattering kick to Izaya's side. He didn't know why he felt such hate for him really. In fact, he couldn't tell if it was just his strength deciding that or his uncontrollable temper ruling over. Maybe he really hated him because he was a tad bit jealous? Of what though? Maybe....how Izaya has a perfect life--seemingly anyway.

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The kick made him cough up a generous amount of saliva, a bruise probably left from the sharp impact. Izaya was still amused, answering his question obediently. "If I'm such a waste of your time, you wouldn't bother hating me at all, would you? ...And besides, your hatred is wasted on me if you don't even have a logical reason for it. Quite frankly, it makes me sick." He sneered, though honestly, Izaya found it fun to be hunted down by him every time he was spotted.

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At that statement Shizuo could have sworn he had felt something twinge in hurt, and that made him angrier. How could he possibly feel hurt by something Izaya had said? "Sh-shut up!" He barked, kicking him again, even harder now, ignoring the stares he was beginning to receive from the passerby. He wouldn't let Izaya tell him up or say anything about him. Never!

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This time, what Izaya coughed up was blood, making an audible grunt as he did so. "Are you only telling me to shut up because I'm right? What a shame, I was hoping for another snappy comeback. You couldn't have possibly gotten offended by what I said, right~?" He was just taunting him now, pulling at his heartstrings to make him even angrier.

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Shizuo's eyes widened and he felt his control slip. His leg moved on his own more and more violently, kicking him harder with each blow he gives. He hated Izaya, hated him! That bastard, how could he even dare to judge him. "Shut up, shut up, shut up!!! I hate you!!!" He shouted, feeling more of himself slip away from the sane part of him.

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Izaya moaned in pain, falling to his knees, panting, on the verge of falling unconscious, but still filled with enough energy to keep on taunting him. "I'm afraid I won't shut up until I'm dead. Your reactions are too good to pass up~" He laughed lightly; the cackle becoming louder and louder until he fell limp against his hold, about to pass out.

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"Then I'll kill you." Shizuo hissed, stomping on Izaya's chest forcefully before hesitating at the site of Izaya. Panting and barely on the brink of conciousness, he looked absolutely pathetic. But Shizuo knew that wasn't the only reason why he paused. "...You're not worth my time. Go to hell." He whispered, shoving his hands in his pockets, and beginning to walk away.

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Izaya laid there for a while, feeling himself drift slowly back into consciousness before sitting up, a hand clutching his side and he gave a sharp intake of air. He lifted his hand away briefly, his palm coated with blood. Looking back to his hip, he saw that he had a cut on his side from the force of his foot kicking his repeatedly. He chuckled. "You do hate me, don't you?"

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Back at his apartment, Shizuo was still trembling, a bit angry. But mostly with himself. He'd lost his temper, and badly. He understood that he had never hurt Izaya so much and was disappointed he had sunk so low as to kick him when he was down. Literally. Sometimes, he thought, covering up other feelings with hate was a horrible way to live. "Because everyone starts hating you..." He mumbled, refusing to admit it wasn't just sweat rolling down his cheeks.

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Izaya got home that day, not even bothering to clean up his wound. His threat was undoubtedly fulfilled, and now the gash on his hip was stinging. The bleeding let up, and Izaya swung his feet playfully, casually drinking a milkshake like nothing happened, talking to himself like he was crazy.

 

"I never understood why you hated me~ You can't even take a hint anymore..."

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"I never understood why I acted like you were lower than dirt..." Shizuo muttered, leaning against the wall to his house, closing his eyes. "I just...wanted to protect you from me I guess." The blond scoffed, pushing off the wall to gaze out the window, almost glaring at the sun for still allowing the day to be bright. "Shows how much I think things through..."

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Early the next morning, Izaya woke up with a stabbing pain in his side from the cut. He tried ignoring it, but decided to stay home to nurse the wound that he so neglected the night before. A day without Shizuo chasing him would do him some good anyway. "I miss my Shizu-chan already~" He mused to himself, turning on the TV out of boredom.