Hello~ so this is my first Shizaya fanfic!

this idea came about simply like this; "What it be like if Shizuo and Izaya lived together?"

(rating will go up)

welp. i'll tell you how!

Living With The Flee

"Hello Shizu-chan~ isn't this great?"

For starters…It sure as hell wasn't my idea. The rent on my apartment went up and I no longer could afford it by myself, and I wasn't going to ask for more money from Tom… he did too much already. "I don't know what I should do." Celty sat next to me on the park bench, the sun was drifting down and not many people were in the park to bug us. I waited as she typed then she held the phone up to me "[I could ask around and find you a room mate. That is, if you want one?]" a room mate? Me? Shizuo Heiwajima… I wasn't too sure if that was such a good idea but I nodded none the less, taking a drag from the cigarette I held between my fingers. "Thanks. Just make sure this person isn't irritating."

I regretted ever putting that woman in charge of such a thing as people I would get along with. I looked from the man I hated most in the world to Celty who was frantically making 'calm down' jesters. But how could I be calm? The Flea was sitting in my apartment! The only thing preventing me from throwing him out the window was that I would have to pay to replace it and being strapped for cash I decided to read Celty's text "[Calm down Shizuo! He needs a place to stay and he promised he wouldn't annoy you.]"

I scuffed, Izaya was rich, not only from his family, but I heard his informant job was well paying. there was no way in hell he needed a place to stay. Izaya sighed and leaned forward "You're probably why I would want to live in a dump like this… well, a particularly big group are out for my blood. They've broken into not only my penthouse but my parents house…. So I have to lay low for awhile." I rolled my eyes, he always got into this kind of shit, he must have been pretty desperate to come to me… sense we hate each other and all.

Celty titled her head and typed something really quick and showed it to Izaya who tensed then laughed "I'll try." what were they talking about? She then typed another message and this one she showed to me "[So will this work?]" I shook my head and sighed loudly, god I needed a smoke. "I don't know…I guess, as long as Izaya agrees to the fallowing house rules: Stay away from me, clean up your messes, pay rent on time and never start a fight with me inside… got it?" Izaya looked to be thinking it over before his sly smile returned "I'll agree to your rules, if I can change one part." I narrowed my eyes and rubbed my temples soothingly "Which one?" he laughed and point at himself "The 'stay away from Shizu-chan' one… I'll stay away from you mostly, but I'd like to suggest that we can eat meals together peacefully."

I raised an eyebrow, why on earth would I want to eat with my enemy? But I guess it wouldn't be that long so I nodded. "Fine." just as I said that Celty handed me a piece of paper she had been writing on and it had the list of rules was had just agreed on and the a line that said 'I _ agree to these house rules.' there were two lines of this, obviously one for me to sign and one for the flea, I took up the pen Celty held out for me and I signed my name and then handed it stiffly over to Izaya who's sly grin grew too wide to be trusted.

After signing the apartment rules, Celty and Izaya had left. Izaya said he would move his stuff in the next day (oh joy.) so I headed down to the first floor to notify my apartment manager who was working the front desk like usual, she was a plump older women who -despite my image- always greeted me cheerily. "Oh, Mr. Hewajima! Nice to see you~ what can I do for you?" I checked to make sure I still had smokes… because after I talked to her I was going to go have a smoke outside. "Hello, so… um. I'm having someone move with me tomorrow, that's fine right?"

She looked surprised then a wide smile broke out on her face "Oh, I see… of course it's fine! Was it one of the people who requested you're room number a while ago?" I nodded "Yeah, the guy with the girl jacket." she seemed all too happy by this news "Oh, okay. I'll have to have a talk with this fellow tomorrow, just to be friendly and all." she seemed to be acting a bit weird but I just nodded "Well, I'm going out for a smoke, see you later." she waved as I left the building.

I pulled out one of my cigarettes and lit it. I as running low, I better go get more soon, in fact, I should load up on them sense I'm going to be relying on them heavily to numb out Izaya's annoying behavior… the sky was getting dark and in the distances I could hear the sound of police sirens, I wished that I could've moved to the countryside, no chaos, no violent gangs trying to size me up… but there was something about this city that made me stay, I couldn't pin it at the time but it made me chuckle as I puffed out the smoke…

Why the hell did I make a packed with the devil?

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(Wow. it rimed)