Marriage in Ikebukuro

I sighed, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. "Izaya, now is not the best time to bother any of us. Especially Shizuo-san." I explained slowly, hoping he'd understand. He snickered at me.

"But playing with Shizu-chan is so much fun! Besides, you haven't seen me in so long, I was beginning to think you were leaving me. Are you?" he grinned, hands shoved deep in his coat pockets.

Did he know? It would be possible seeing as how he's an informant broker.

"What would make you think that?" I asked, playing innocent. He smirked.

"Maybe to Barcelona~?" he hinted, inching closer. I stood my ground and glared at him.

"Where?"

"With another red head~?"

"Who?"

"Two weeks. Train station. Six pm~."

"When?"

"Running with Rien and leaving everyone you love."

I pushed by him, nudging his shoulder hard with mine. "Shut up, you know nothing." I murmured, walking towards the bathroom.

"Actually, I know everything, Yuki-chan~!" he called out.

"Лгун. Я надеюсь, что смерть становится задницу.[1]" I spat out.

"Не говорите о смерти в больнице.[2]" he grinned.

I gritted my teeth as I heard him open her room door.