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_{The moment he made eye-contact with the man, Shizuo took the cigarette from his mouth and dropped it to the ground, snuffing it out with the toe of his shoe as he shoved he made a beeline for the informant  “You got a death wish?” Shizuo growled, his brow furrowing as he marched up to his adversary.} 

Good thing he always got rid of his cigarette right before he ever started throwing things, the lit butt would probably sting like hell if Shizuo ever managed to push it hard into Izaya’s skin somewhere. Though the blonde was basically stampeding towards him, there was nothing in his hands to be thrown yet, and Izaya had his talents for avoiding hits like those anyway. By now the cell phone was getting slipped back into his pocket, the nonchalant posture barely being changed for a more upright stance.

“Now you know I’m not suicidal like some of the pathetic people that roam the city Shizu-chan, you won’t be getting rid of me in such an anti-climatic manner, sorry to disappoint you.”