Let's Call It a Truce

—Let's Call It a Truce—

A Shizuo x Izaya Fanfiction

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:: Part 1/2 ::

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Voted the 'strongest fighter of Ikebukuro', Heiwajima Shizuo certainly isn't one ordinary person. Aside from superhuman strength and ridiculously short temper, he also has instinct so sharp like that of an animal, for instance, his smelling sense can be as good as a dog's.

Despite that, Shizuo doesn't really care how he comes to possess such ability. He has been worried about controlling his inhuman strength long enough until he stopped caring about it at all. So he'll just assume it's something that comes like a combo set with the no-barred strength.

Either that or he has developed it with all those years of trying to hunt down one Orihara Izaya.

Sure, he gets angry easily but with Orihara Izaya, his anger seems to reach its exploding peak twice as fast as the usual.

…Perhaps, thrice. Or worse.

There's something about Izaya that immediately ticks him off. Not that he has never considered getting on a more friendly term, it's just that…

He has never thought of considering it at all.

Now Heiwajima Shizuo isn't brainless. If he were just some brainless dude, he wouldn't be able to live in the area such as Ikebukuro. Brainless people get manipulated by that bastard Izaya too easily.

Anyway, despite all that, neither superhuman strength nor incredibly sharp senses could prevent him from getting sick from an all-too-ordinary cold.

Yes, Heiwajima Shizuo, of all people, is sick and has a terrible running nose.

Mr. Tom allows him days off so that he can fully recover himself. But, since Shizuo is no brainless dude, he knows better. Mr. Tom just has him leave for the sake of his oh-so-powerful sneeze not blowing away his beloved office.

Shizuo sighs. It's not like he can really blame Mr. Tom.

He looks at the door of his apartment. It's rare that he really uses it given that he only returns here once or twice a month. Sighing again, he finally finds the key in his pocket; puts it in the keyhole and carelessly kicks the door open.

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Orihara Izaya hates Heiwajima Shizuo. However, saying that you hate someone doesn't mean you have to hate everything about him. Well, this is exactly the case.

Izaya loves human. He loves witnessing all the interesting and, most of the time; ludicrousness of human's judgment, especially when it comes to the matter of life and death. He also loves how he can manipulate them like pulling strings of puppets.

Perhaps, aside from being a know-it-all information broker, he should really consider being a professional puppeteer.

To put it simply, Izaya loves human that he can use. And being Orihara Izaya, if he tries hard enough, he might be able to use all of the humanity except for one.

And that is Heiwajima Shizuo.

Despite having a protozoic brain, Heiwajima Shizuo is pretty sharp. He seems to always know what Izaya is up to or have the vague idea of it.

Or maybe, Shizu-chan just relates every single bad thing with him. His brain is so small after all.

Anyway, since he is really bored today, he decides to drop himself into Shizu-chan's empty apartment, knowing with his smelling sense like that of a dog's, Shizuo will later find his lingering scent annoying. Just knowing that will be enough to send him into a bouncy good mood.

Maybe one thing he really likes about Heiwajima Shizuo is the excitement of being chased. If Shizuo is a dog, maybe Izaya is a sly little cat. Izaya always tells himself he doesn't have or need anything to do with Shizuo but it seems he can't stop his own curiosity. He doesn't really think curiosity will kill him, though.

At least, curiosity is much gentler than Heiwajima Shizuo himself.

And so, he is here, in Shizuo's empty apartment, lying and rolling on the floor as if he owns the place himself. That is…until the door clicks open.

Izaya quickly hides himself. It's not that he's afraid of being found. It's just that it's much more fun if he hides himself first.

Maybe he can try attacking Shizu-chan first. If chance allows, that is.

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Izaya would have another thrilling moment of his life if it were any other day. Unfortunately, the running nose of Heiwajima Shizuo today is so bad he can't smell Izaya's annoying scent – it's not a really bad smell but it annoys the heck out of Shizuo.

To Izaya's surprise and disappointment, Shizuo just closes the door, scratching his blond head and immediately tosses himself on the floor, lying so still as if he were dead.

He doesn't seem to notice anything wrong. It's as if his usual sharp senses shut themselves down as his body system allows itself to be on 'recovering only' mode. Shizuo knows that within a few days of decent rest, he can get himself up and working again. He hates laying low. He hates having nothing to do. It makes him feel strangely powerless.

He isn't really fond of having superhuman power but being unable to do a thing isn't something he likes. He doesn't like and often gets annoyed when things get too noisy but in contrast to the meaning of his name, he doesn't really like it being all too quiet either.

Silence gives him time to contemplate things too much. Sometimes about himself, sometimes about his brother, Kasuka, sometimes about pointless things around him and…

Sometimes about that Orihara Izaya.

The 'getting on a more friendly basis' is out of the question, though.

Lying there, on the floor, with his apartment being all too silent, Shizuo starts to think of his first meeting with Izaya, remembering so well how that man managed to tick him off the first moment he opened his mouth and spoke.

It's as if…they are natural enemies – just like cats and dogs. But it's not like he really hates cats.

Shizuo actually likes cats. He never admits it out loud. Never. But he thinks cats are quite adorable. The way they come mewling and looking at him with big, glowing eyes and rubbing themselves without any fear at his legs…

Ah…it's really too quiet.

Shizuo lazily lets his gaze drift toward the window, hoping there'd be any strayed cat comes mewling for free dinner.

Too bad all Heiwajima Shizuo gets that day is a big, red-eyed cat.

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Observing Shizuo for the whole ten minutes, hoping for the usual reaction that he doesn't get, Izaya is getting really bored. There's no way Heiwajima Shizuo doesn't notice him.

Perhaps Shizu-chan is trying to play another game now?

Izaya's eyes narrowed. He surely doesn't like this game.

Heiwajima Shizuo isn't Heiwajima Shizuo when he isn't chasing Izaya down the street with a vending machine.

Orihara Izaya loves unexpected things, for they add to the fun and interest. However, he has learned the bitter way from the 'hot pot' incident that he only loves unexpected things that aren't out of his control. Therefore, Shizu-chan totally ignoring his presence is absolutely…impermissible.

So…if Shizu-chan won't play, I'll have to start the game first.

Having that thought in mind, Izaya takes out his switchblade and…

Swift as lightning, the unpleased cat attacks!

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TBC