"Shhhhhiiiizzzzuuuu-chaaaan"

Shizuo felt himself automatically stiffen at the sleazy voice that sounded sharp and clear despite being muffled by the door between him and the informant.

Shizuo had just returned home from a shift. It was really late...he wasn't able to get out until midnight and he was exhausted. He had no idea Izaya knew his address. He probably shouldn't be surprised though...he seems to know everything.

He threw open the door in frustration, "Izaya! How do you know where I live?" Izaya was leaning back against the pillar in front of his apartment. Shizuo's eyes widened, Izaya didn't look right. Was one of his eyes... Izaya took one glance at him before hanging his head, his hair shading his face, "Oh...didn't you miss me?" He snickered almost half-heartedly. Shizuo didn't answer, mildly confused by the situation.

"I have my ways..." Izaya mumbled it so quietly Shizuo almost missed it.

Curiousity beat annoyance this night. Something was clearly off with Izaya, and he wanted to know what. For some reason, he seemed less of a threat tonight and so, against his better judgement, Shizuo said something he never thought he would. "Izaya. Come in here...now."

"Hehe he...so demanding Shi-zu-chan" Izaya laughed breathlessly and sauntered inside taking a seat on Shizuo's couch. "WHOA!" His eyes widened and he looked at Shizuo, "You're couch is so soft...I'm sinking!" He laughed again and dragged himself up to wander around looking throughout the rooms, tossing his jacket at the coat hanger next to the entrance as he did, and missing. Shizuo picking it up to hang it.

Izaya was walking like he was drunk-Well...he always kinda walked like that, but it was clear from his clouded eyes and the smell of liquor surrounding him that he'd had one too many. Shizuo found this kind of annoying. But what irritated him more was Izaya wondering around when he better things to do...like sleep. He wanted to know why Izaya was here, and then he wanted him gone. Just his presence was annoying.

"IZAYA. Stop." Shizuo demanded loudly into Izaya's ear causing him to wince and sit down looking up expectently. Shizuo couldn't help but laugh, "Wow. I didn't think that would work."

But Izaya was out of it. That must've been why. He knew a sane Izaya wouldn't do what he wanted.

"Why are you here?" He sat down in the chair across from the couch facing Izaya.

"Ohhh...you really get straight to the point don't you, Shizu-chan?"

"Why would you show up here drunk? Do you have a death wish?"

"Well...clearly, I'm not dead...so-"

"That CAN be arranged... Answer my question."

Izaya held his hands up, "Relax, relax." He let a smirk glide across his face, "Shizu-chan is surprisingly hospitable to someone he's willing to kill. What a great host." He leaned forward with a sneer "Do you have a lot of surprise guests like me?"

At that, Shizuo laughed, "Hah! ...there's no one like you." He had meant it as an insult, but Izaya seemed to come to life by his comment. "Oh? I had no idea you felt that way! I'm glad you finally realize. I always thought we could be best of friends."

"That wasn't a compliment flea, so shut up and answer my question." Shizuo felt himself twitch in irritation. Everytime. Everytime he tried to ask something, Izaya would play his stupid mind games. He even did this when he was drunk, apparently. Shizuo moved to the edge of his seat daring Izaya to say something stupid.

"I can't really do both of things Shizu-chan, so which one is it?" Yup.

Shizuo jumped on Izaya crushing him into the couch, grabbing his neck with both hands. Izaya had reacted too slow, somehow Shizuo had managed to grab him before he ducked out of the way. That surprised both of them.

Before Izaya would flick open his knife, Shizuo knocked it from his hands and pressed Izaya deeper into the couch with his knee in his stomach. Izaya flinched and groaned. That's when Shizuo noticed. Izaya's right eye looked heavily damaged. Not just the skin surrounding but the eye itself. "Flea...what's wrong with your eye? Can you...see out of it?" Izaya surprised him by scowling openly, something he had never seen before. Though...if he were honest, he never really saw Izaya except when he was trying to taunt him, so he probably wasn't the best judge of his personality.

"No. No I can't." Wow. Did Izaya just tell him something... honestly?

"Wha-?" Shizuo started but then stopped...he was confused by Izaya change of behavior. Was he honest when drunk? Maybe he should test that theory.

"Izaya...what happened...to your eye?"

Izaya sighed, but glared at Shizuo with his good eye, "Bad business deal." He lifted a hand over his wounded eye, "I haven't seen Shinra yet, so I don't know if it's permanent."

"Why...why are you telling me this?" Shizuo knew he should just try to get as much information out of him as he could. But...it was making him a little wary as well...what if this was just one of Izaya's traps? But his damaged eye was definitely not fake.

Izaya looked confused for a moment, looking around the room. "I don't..." Suddenly Izaya face paled and he gagged. Shizuo released Izaya's shoulders and got off of him. Izaya retched again"Bathroom?" Shizuo just stared. "...Shizuo!" Izaya snapped his fingers in front of his face as he choked, shocking him out of his daze. Shizuo pointed down the hall to a door and Izaya ran inside, puking up the entire contents of his stomach.

With the alcohol purged from his system, Izaya felt a lot better. He didn't know why he had followed Shizuo home when he had crossed paths with him after leaving the bar, but he knew he need to get of here now.

Click.