**Chapter 1: A Cold Pursuit**

“IZAAAAYAAA-KUUUN!” The shout broke the frozen air of Ikebukuro. A tall blonde man hurtled down the alleyway chasing his target. His target, a man with jet-black hair and fine features, turned and laughed over his shoulder at the other. “Amazing you can still function this well in the cold! You really are a monster, Shizu-chan.” “Izaya-kuuuun, my name is Heiwajima Shizuo dammit!” Shizuo roared in anger. “Of course it is, Shizu-chan.” Izaya smirked. “But it is rather cold, and I would prefer not to die of hypothermia, so if you would be so kind as to let me go…” “Ha, as if. I'm gonna catch you, and beat the shit out of you, flea.” “Shizu-chan, let’s fight another time, it’s cold,” Izaya said, getting closer to Shizuo and grabbing his chin. Izaya touched Shizuo's lips gently. “Shizu-chan, I never noticed because you such a brute, but you actually pretty.” Izaya said smirking. “You will look nice in a wedding dress.” Izaya said laughing. Shizuo's face turned red with rage. “What the...!? You think this is funny, Izaya!?” Izaya chuckled and stepped closer to Shizuo, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “Oh, I think it's hilarious. And I think you're cute when you're angry.” Izaya's voice dropped to a flirtatious whisper. “You know, Shizu-chan, I've always wondered what it would be like to kiss you.” Shizuo's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, he forgot about his anger. “Wh-what are you talking about, Izaya!?” Izaya's smile grew wider. “I'm talking about this.” Izaya leaned in, his lips inches from Shizuo's. “I've been wanting to do this for a long time.” Shizuo's instincts kicked in, and he swung his massive fist at Izaya. But Izaya was too quick, dodging the blow with ease. “Shizu-chan, you're so predictable,” Izaya said, laughing. Shizuo's face darkened. “You're going to pay for that, Izaya.” Izaya grinned. “I'm shaking in my boots, Shizu-chan.” Izaya took a step closer to Shizuo, his eyes locked on Shizuo's. “But I think I'll enjoy this. You see, I've always had a thing for strong men... and you're the strongest of all.” Shizuo's eyes narrowed. “You're just trying to distract me.” Izaya chuckled. “Maybe a little. But I assure you, Shizu-chan, my intentions are pure... or at least, mostly pure.” Izaya's eyes sparkled with mischief. Shizuo's grip on his anger began to slip, replaced by a growing sense of unease. He didn't know what Izaya was planning, but he was determined to stop him. “Not. Gonna. Happen.” Shizuo growled, charging at Izaya. Izaya let out a delighted laugh. “Oh, this is going to be fun.”