A/N : Its my own post but I figured that I might as well make it myself. I've always wanted to write a jealous Psyche x)) ! !

Prompt: Shizuo/Izaya + Psyche - Psyche is new in town and for some reason, people fear him! He doesn't know why until he meets a strange bartender who originally accuses him of being "Izaya" and constantly keeps dragging poor Psyche to his house.
After the misunderstanding is cleared, Psyche warms up to Shizuo and they become friends. Psyche meets Izaya and realizes that him and Shizuo are dating and accepts it.
The twist; Psyche quickly falls for Shizuo. Psyche gets a tad jealous of Izaya for having Shizuo. Psyche then begins to unknowingly take up more of Shizuo's time and attention and Izaya quickly notices it and makes a move.

Optional: Slightly angsty on Psyche's part.

Bonus: Shizuo is oblivious to the Jealous!Izaya vs. Unknowingly Jealous!Psyche battle going on. xD
Psyche's still withholds the "cute, bubbly, clingy, etc" personality but gets down to business when Izaya's

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He was lost.

Psyche didn't know how, or why for that matter, he was in such a hustle-and-bustle city. He wandered this town called 'Ikebukuro' and walked until he figured enough was enough and that he should ask for directions already.

The only problem was, people avoided him as if he was the plague... When he approached a girl with short pigtails, she merely screamed and ran from Psyche as if he was a murderer. In fact, most of the reactions he got were like that.

Psyche felt his eyes begin to water because people were avoiding him. He wanted help, but people treated him as if he were a monster! He's never harmed anything but flies and mosquitoes! It took his big brother, Hachimenroppi, to get rid of anything bigger than that. Psyche was anything but evil! He always held a bubbly personality. He always loved to hug his friends back in his hometown of Osaka. He had no bad intentions, as far as he's known, and he was always so kind to his friends, families, even strangers.

So why were people giving him the cold shoulder?

As he walked further into the city with his shoulder slumped, hands in the pockets of his fluffy, white and pink jacket, and his music set on low, Psyche pondered about why people would run...

"Iiiiiii~~zaaa~ yaaa~~~ kuu~n!" Someone yelled. The voice sounded very similar to his close friend, Tsugaru. Only angrier and not calm at all.

A stop sign flung passed Psyche's head by mere centimeters and he automatically felt his heart stop beating for a minute. Psyche stood frozen in place, too scared to look behind to see what had managed to do that.

That is, until a man who almost completely resembled Tsu-chan walked in front of him and looked him dead in the eye. This man had the face of Tsu-chan. The only way Psyche could tell it wasn't him was how he was dressed, and most importantly, the look on his face. This man wore a bartender suit with baby blue shades that complimented his, not blue, but brown eyes. He was even the same height as Tsugaru. But his face, his expression, was most definitely not Tsugaru. He didn't even look like Delic nor Tsukishima. His face held a more hostile expression, but his eyes expressed a glint of lust.

"Damn louse," Ah, so this was the man who sounded like Tsugaru. "I was looking all over the damn city for you." Eh?

Psyche was genuinely confused. Why did this man call him a 'louse', whatever that is. Why did he look so angry? What did Psyche do to him? Why was he looking for him?

"U-um... Excuse me, but I think you got the w-wrong person..." Psyche said, timidly. This man was intimidating. He could feel himself visibly shake, now.

"The hell? I know it's you, Izaya. Quit talkin' like that, dammit. And what the hell's up with the outfit? You look so damn feminine in it." Well, that was rude! Psyche opened his mouth to make a remark on how he did not look feminine, but this Tsugaru-look-alike grabbed Psyche's wrist and lead him towards another direction. "Whatever, I'll play along if this is your new idea of roleplay, or whatever." Ehh?

Roleplay! Was this man going to do something to him? Psyche felt his eyes tear up again and he was only a minute away from crying.

'When did the louse start looking so damn cute?' Shizuo thought to himself. Really, if this is Izaya's new style, then whatever.

Shizuo managed to drag Psyche to his apartment complex with Psyche wailing the whole time. Shizuo didn't know what was going on with 'Izaya' and he most definitely did not know how to deal with people crying.

Psyche was a crying mess. He whined and cried about how he didn't know what was going on, how he didn't know what was happening, how he was so lost... He calmed a bit when he was placed on the couch and felt arms wrap around his being. He felt large, warm hands circle his back as he hiccuped from all the water-works his eyes did.

"L-look. I don't know what's going on with you, but please don't cry, I don't like seeing you like this..." The Tsugaru-look-alike said in a gruff, confused, but comforting voice. Psyche hiccuped some more until he finally calmed and hugged him back. The hug was sort of... relaxing and loving. Delicate, too. It was as if he was in the arms of a lover. Psyche nuzzled into the man's neck and inhaled his scent. It was nothing like Tsugaru's incense, pipe smoke, and earthy smell. This man smelled more like cigarettes, milk, and sweet cake. Psyche liked the scent. It was almost addicting and it made him not want to let go of this man who embraced him with such care.

"U-unn... Sir?" Psyche asks. Shizuo retracts from the hug, much to Psyche's dismay, and look him in the eye. "Could you tell me your name, please?"

"Izaya... you know me, remember? We've been dating for five months now. Please drop the act, I don't like it when you act like you don't remember me..." Shizuo says, tenderly. His eyes held hurt within them and Psyche immediately felt bad.

"I-I'm not Izaya...?"

"Quit it! You're Izaya! Your hair, your girly face," Psyche pouted at that and Shizuo chuckled a bit but continued. "Your eyes, you-..." Shizuo took another look at Psyche's eyes and realized that they were not Izaya's. In fact, these were bright pink eyes instead of the usual reddish-brown. And they didn't look like contacts either..."You're not... 'zaya..." Shizuo mumbles, his face growing warm from embarrassment. He just dragged a stranger home with him...

Psyche mimics Shizuo's silence and sit there, waiting for Shizuo to speak.

"Shit! I am so sorry! Fucking-! Ugh! Holy shit, this is kidnapping, isn't it? I didn't realize... Ughh! I am such an idiot..." Shizuo holds his head down in shame and avoids Psyche's stare.

After another long silence, a giggle is heard throughout the quiet apartment. Shizuo looks up to see Psyche giggling and patting his back.

"I'll forgive you if you tell me your name."

"...Heiwajima Shizuo."

Psyche holds out his hand, his sincere smile still in place. "Psyche."

Shizuo smiles and takes the hand gently, shaking it.

After a brief introduction, the two exchange conversation. It was nice to have someone to conversate with, especially after a day like this. Psyche explains his situation. He didn't realize how he got to Ikebukuro, and how he was lost. Shizuo nods in understanding.

"Ah, well. Seems like you're in a predicament..."

"Yes... I don't even have my wallet so I have no money on me at the moment..."

"Well, I could lend you som-" Shizuo offers, only to be cut off by Psyche's frantic rambling.

"Oh no! No, no no! I don't want your money! Please no!" 'Ah, so this guy's overly prideful as well...' Shizuo thought.

"Then how are you going to get the money to get home?" Shizuo challenges.

"... I dunno... I'll find a way." Psyche stands and makes his way to the door until he feels a hand on his shoulder.

"How about I let you stay in my place. I have a spare bedroom. And if you're worried about rent or whatever, you can just do some house chores...?" Shizuo offers to Psyche. It was perfect! Psyche always did love to clean and cook! But...

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." Shizuo smiles at him and Psyche felt his heart thump rapidly in his chest. 'Strange...'

"Ah... Will you show me the bedroom?" Psyche asks, trying to forget that strange thumping sound he can hear. It's so loud... Psyche wondered if Shizuo could hear it. He looks over to Shizuo as he leads him down the hallway towards a room at the end of the hallway. Doesn't seem like he notices anything...

Shizuo leads him to a simple bedroom with one bed and one desk. A door adjacent to the bed probably leads to the closet. It was a simple, white bedroom. But there was a photo frame that caught Psyche's attention. It sat on the corner of the desk, facing towards the bed. He walks up to the desk and pick up the photo to get a better look at it.

It was a photo of Shizuo and a man who looked like Psyche, himself. The man had red eyes. They were pretty scary looking, but when Psyche got a closer look, it seemed like the man's eyes wore a bit of affection to them. The man wore a fluffy jacket, like his own, but they it was black with a brown-ish fur-trim instead of Psyche's pink fur-trimmed, white jacket. He was hugging Shizuo's neck as Shizuo bent down to the red-eyed man's height to kiss his cheek. His arms wrapped possessively around Izaya's torso. The photo depicted a happy couple.

Psyche felt a bit of anger rise in him for some reason. He didn't know why, but it seemed to have sparked when he saw the photo.

"Ah... ignore that." Shizuo says. Psyche's attention directs back to Shizuo and any anger he recently felt disappeared. Shizuo looked so damn cute when he's scratching his cheek with his face flushed. "I can take it away, if you'd like."

"Its fine. Its actually pretty cute."

"Yeah..." Silence once again. "Um.. Do you need any clothes to borrow?"

Oh right... that'll be a problem too... "Uhh..."

"You can borrow some of my brother's old clothes if you'd like. Mine's will probably be a bit to big on you."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Its no problem. I jus- Ack!"

Shizuo was cut off as Psyche tackled him into an overly affectionate hug, which knocked Shizuo over. They were placed in an awkward position, but they didn't pay attention to it. Shizuo had Psyche between his legs and Psyche standing on his knees, hugging Shizuo. He nuzzled into Shizuo's neck and thanked him over and over again. Shizuo merely patted his back, giving as much of a hug as he can without seeming too clingy.

Psyche was in pure bliss. He didn't know why but he was happy to be like this with someone he just met. He wanted it to last longer.

Until that doorbell rang.

Shizuo detached himself from Psyche's grasp and walked over to the door. Psyche sat on the floor of his temporary bedroom and waited for Shizuo to return. He wanted more of that hug. No. He wanted more than just hugs.

Psyche didn't know why, too.

"I dunno, Izaya. I just found this guy in town who looked like you and, like, I hope you don't mind if he-"

"Ah! Shizu-chan, you've replaced me with a look alike! How dare you! Are you that lonely without my nice ass in your bed?" Psyche flushed as he heard that and mental images flooded his mind.

Izaya walked into the bedroom to see an exact copy of himself. Psyche looked up from his place on the ground to see the man in the photo who was so lovingly embraced by Shizuo.

"Ah, so this is the one you were talking about..." Izaya pulled out a few bucks from his pocket and handed them to Psyche. "Go out for a bit so Shizu-chan and I can talk." Somehow, Psyche felt that this man planned to do more than just talk with Shizuo. Psyche silently nodded and took the money, leaving without a word. After he shut the door behind him, he heard a thump and the very subtle sound of a moan.

He didn't know why he gritted his teeth. He didn't know why he suddenly dislike Izaya. He didn't know why he feels close to Shizuo after barely a day. He didn't know why his heart felt tight when he heard those lewd noises. He didn't know.

What he didn't know, he'd shrug it off. Psyche merely skipped down the stairs and into the streets of Ikebukuro.