It has been a few days since their encounter with Aki, and were now heading over to Shinra's to see if Shizuos wounds are better, or if they need more care, while on their way there, Izaya noticed how more social, the blonde had become, he talked more. Did more. And Izaya loved it. Shinra once or twice, ok maybe whenever the guy was around him, said that Izaya was falling for the angel, but he doubted it. Shinra was just teasing him. At least, he thought Shinra was...
"Izaya-kun! Shizuo-san!" came the all too familiar voice of Shinra Kishitani, Izayas friend, next to him, stood a taller figure, male, and wearing a ridiculus gas mask, Shingen kishitani. Shinras father, and even more weird than his decendant, who was now rushing up to the pair, a huge grin plastered on his face.
"Your here for Shizuo-sans injuries right?" Said Shingen, his voice distorted due to the mask, Shizuo stared at it, resisting temptation to poke it.
"Yes, just a check up though," Izaya replied, Shizuo gave in to the urge, and poked Shingens mask, blinking at its touch.
Izaya fought back the laugh as he watched the blonde poke the older males leather covered face, only to end up laughing when the blonde repeated his actions. Shingen turned to Shizuo, "Kindly refrain from poking my mask will you?" the angel stopped, and cocked his head, before following the other two boys inside Shingen behind the blonde.

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"well, the cuts seem to be healing nicely, and the bruises are already fading," Said Shingen after what seemed like forever, "Quicker than normal I'd say," Izaya smiled, and Shizuojust stred blankly out of the window, Shinra, was busying himself in the kitchen, making everyone drinks, Izaya had taken a small cup of green tea, Shizuo, a glass of milk, while Shingen took a mug of black coffee.
Shinra sat down next to Shizuo, staring at where his wings would be, if he could see them of course, "So, can you like, really fly? or are those wings for decoration?" He asked, his fathers head snapped up, and watched the two, his son, and his sons friend, Shizuo, nodded in answer to Shinras question,unaware of the older man sitting opposite listening in.
"I can, but most of us choose not to," He said, Shinra leaned a little foreward, "So, if you wanted to, you could fly now? Like flap those wings and stuff?" Another nod,"Wow, I'd love to be an angel, or at least, have the wings of one," As soon as Shinra finished speaking, Shingen had got up from his spot, and walked over bombarding Shizuo with questions, Izaya felt the couch shift as Shingen moved, and looked up from his tea, to see Shinra shuffle away from his father.