Close-Call || Dee & Shizuo
"You actually think that is love?! You DUMBASS!!" Shizuo, ignoring Tom's curses behind him, rushed forward to grab the man's collar, lifting him off his feet and shaking him. All people were such dumbasses--it pissed him off. With a growl, Shizuo turned and threw the man across the street so that he landed with a thump. Shizuo stood there, fists tensed at his side, as he watched the guy struggle to get up and start to run down the street.
"Where do you think you're going?!" He turned, grabbing the closest thing to him--which just happened to be a soda vending machine. With a grunt, Shizuo lifted it, tearing it from the ground. He held it over his head for a brief moment before using all of his strength to toss it at the retreating figure. Normally, Shizuo's aim was perfect, but as he threw the machine, his foot slipped and his eyes widened ever so slightly when he watched the vending machine fly towards an unsuspecting girl rather than his intended target.