This one will probably be mostly smut, but not without a good Shizuo and Izaya chase first. I'm definitely okay with more plot being added in though! :: It was no hidden fact that Izaya Orihara was a man who liked to get under people's skin. He loved watching his precious humans react to their vast array of emotions. Anger, distress, anguish, and fear were just a few of his favorites off the top of his head. And he just so happened to be feeling emotionally playful today. Who better to play with than his hated beast over in Ikebukuro, a never-ending bowl of swirling anger? He knew that Shizu-chan could 'sniff him out' whenever he stepped foot into the area, so he knew that all he had to do was just skip around in the crowds for awhile and he was bound to run into the tall blond. Ahh, he couldn't wait to see that delicious look of rage on the man's face, ripping up street signs and mailboxes, proving to the humans of his own city what a monster he truly was. Izaya snickered happily at the thought, quite literally skipping his way through Ikebukuro. He was getting pretty close to Russia Sushi. Maybe he would have enough time for a bite to eat before creating a mass panic? Then again, running around on a full stomach was never a good idea.

He finally did it. After years of being careful and having an almost flawless record besides a few slipups here and there, Izaya Orihara finally fucked up. A 'business' deal gone bad and the sly raven had ended up with a bullet wound in his left arm and a fairly deep knife wound on his stomach. Of course, he had managed to scurry away in the end like the cockroach he was, and he had even managed to make it to Shinra's to be patched up. However, his pride had been wounded. To top it all off, the man in charge of the business deal wasn't letting up, seeming to have held a grudge towards the raven for 'backstabbing' him. To put it simply Izaya had been set up, and the man in charge was sending his goons after Izaya almost every day. Now, normally this wouldn't be a problem for someone as skillful and talented as himself, but his current wounds had deterred him greatly. He was barely able to fend the lackeys off so far, but he had managed with a few tricks up his sleeve. So, after enough attempts at his life, he begrudgingly decided that he needed help until he was fully recovered. And as far as he was concerned, there was only one guy capable of protecting him in his current situation without fear of being stabbed in the back. Shizuo Heiwajima, the blond beast of Ikebukuro. Normally he would rather eat nails that ask for help from the brute, but he knew that if Shizuo agreed that he would be good on his word. Shizuo would be more likely to just punch him in the face than stab him in the back. That being said, Izaya stood outside of Russia Sushi patiently waiting for the brute to leave with his employer, Tom, his plan already laid out in his head. In return for his safety, Izaya would deposit a generous sum of money to a private bank account for Shizuo, which would go towards paying off damages that Izaya was positive he owed to the city from all the destruction he caused. An offer that he hoped Shizuo couldn't refuse. If worse came to worse, Izaya could still outrun him....He hoped. And even if he couldn't he was sure that Tom would stop him from killing him in public....He hoped.