Title: Down With Love!
Author: Heiwajima Shizuo.
Rating: T.
Warning: AU-ish, swearing, and innuendos. Rating might go up too.
Summary: Rule #1, no matter how cute he is, don't fall in love. Rule #2, no matter what he makes you feel, don't fall in love. Rule #3, no matter what happens, don't fall in love. Rule #4, no matter how much you long for him, don't fall in love. And most importantly, rule #5, don't fall in love!

For a really long, really detalied summary (for someone like me OTL), please read this:

So basically, Izaya works for Shizuo as a nanny who takes care of chibi!Kururi and chibi!Mairu, Shizuo's adopted kids. Though Shizuo is reluctant towards hiring Izaya, Psyche, Izaya's brother who is close friends with Shizuo, convinces him to hire Izaya. Even though Shizuo knows Izaya would never have feelings for him, he gives a set of rules that the raven must follow: the #1 rule being if Izaya is not allowed to fall for him. Or else (kekeke ;D) This rule is set because Shizuo goes through nannies fast, firing every two weeks at most because he is unable to handle their advances.

And uhm yeah, that's all I can kinda say right now. LOL. I've been watching this Asian drama called 'Down with Love' so it's based around that, but I won't go into some of the things the show does since that would be too hard for me OTL. The show is really cute and I highly recommend it :3

This chapter is what kinda leads into what I just typed above. So yeah, enjoy~!

Please forgive my mistakes! D:

As he walked up his driveway, Shizuo reached for his black tie and pulled it loose around his neck. It was midnight and he had come back from a long day at work, beat and ready for some much needed rest. The client he had last was insufferable.

'Do it like this!'

'I don't like it!'

'Are you retarded or something? I said this—' And blah blah blah.

For someone who worked as one of Japan's best interior designers, one would've thought he would be more tolerant of people's wants, which he was. The only thing that he could not tolerate, though, was the way his clients would voice what they wanted.

For instance, if one was polite, patient, and understanding of Shizuo's capabilities and busy schedule, he would happily work with them. But if a client, like his last one, was rude and impatient, Shizuo would often dropp the deal and refuse to work with them.

Who cared, anyways? Combined with also selling houses, Shizuo still would've been making 12 million yen a month. It really wasn't that big of a deal. After all, it was just one deal.

'Stupid old woman!' He cursed internally as his was were fixed on the ground in front of him. 'I can't sell you a house and change an entire floor in just a few days! Are you crazy or something?'

As he walked into his house with his eyes closed with a yawn, he dropped his briefcase as soon as they opened. What the fuck happened?

His entire living room was a complete mess! Children's toys and clothes were scattered everywhere, there was spilled juice—or what he hoped was apple juice—on the floor, and shattered glass on the couch.

When he looked to his right into the kitchen, he saw the fridge door hanging open, food all over the walls, chairs knocked over, and flour all over the counter.

Though he was pretty sure it was only Mairu, Kururi, and their nanny who were there for the past few hours, the blonde couldn't help but wonder if they were accompanied by a pack of wild animals.

Just what kind of human was capable of making a mess like that?

And just when Shizuo thought his already boiling anger couldn't get any worse, that's when he saw it. On the kitchen counter, he saw his plans for a big project for a new house covered in what he was hoping was Nutella.

Upon seeing his work completely wrecked, his anger snapped. "MIKA!"

Soon a voice came in from up the stairs and Shizuo stared up, his eyes glaring holes into the small woman. "Yes~?"

In what appeared to be an attempt at being sexy, Mika walked down the stairs in a cosplay maid's outfit with matching bow, knee socks, and shoes, as she carried a plate with a small birthday cake.

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?" Shizuo yelled angrily when she finally reached the floor. Though he was angry as Hell, Shizuo was thankful she didn't take her time going down the stairs. Her skirt was way too short to even be considered a skirt, if you asked him.

With a sly smile, she ignored his question and began singing. "Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday dear Shizuo~ Happy birthday to you!"

Finishing her irritating singing, Mika extended her arms and lifted the cake towards Shizuo's face, ignoring his obvious rage. "Well? Aren't you going to blow your candle out?" She said, motioning with her lips to the small white candle atop the cake.

But instead of doing what she hoped for, Shizuo clenched the hand he had undoing his neck tie and ripped it off angrily. "WHAT HAPPENED?" He yelled at her.

Not affected by his outburst, she smiled sweetly. "What does it look like?"

"A ZOO RAN THROUGH HERE BUT SOMEHOW MANAGED TO MESS EVERYTHING UP WITHOUT BREAKING ANYTHING?" He soon mentally corrected himself when he caught a shiny piece of broken glass on his couch.

"No, silly! I made you a birthday cake! Duh!" She said, much to Shizuo's dismay. But at the moment, he was pretty sure there was nothing that wouldn't have upset him at that moment.

Breathing in and out, Shizuo calmed himself enough to lower his voice. The kids were probably asleep by now.

"Please, Mika-san—"

"—Please, just call me Mika—!"

"—Leave. Now." He said softly yet with enough force to show he was still very much upset with her.

Turning and walking into the kitchen, Mika placed the cake gently on the counter before walking back towards Shizuo with a seductive looks in her eyes. Oh boy. Not this again.

"I know you don't mean that, Shizuo-san~" She said as she went on her toes, her arms wrapping themselves around the blonde's neck.

"Uhm, yeah, I do." Shizuo said out of annoyance. "Now if you don't mind—"

"Shh…" Mika hushed him, with a finger on his lips before moving it away. Quickly, she closed her eyes and slowly began to move her lips towards Shizuo's.

Right before the space between their mouths was completely gone, Shizuo broke out of Mika's hold, taking a few steps away from her. Glaring, he pointed at the door.

"Leave. Now."

Honestly! For the past four or so days, the woman would not leave him alone whenever he was at home! And while she was occupied with flirting with him, Shizuo noticed how Mairu and Kururi began breaking things and causing trouble.

Other than the constant flirting, one of the main reasons Shizuo switched nannies so often was because Mairu and Kururi caused them too much trouble, they just couldn't bare it! Either that or they'd end up completely ignoring the two kids, leaving them to wreck havoc or wander about without supervision.

It was terribly irritating. Shizuo had hired Mika to look after the kids and house, not to flirt with him to the point where Shizuo wanted to cut off his own hand.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the first time something like that happened. In fact, it was a regular occurrence. With every single nanny he hired, Shizuo learned that they did not have any interest in cleaning or child care.

No. The only thing they were interested in was Shizuo and winning him over. Compared to many other nannies, what Mika did wasn't even close to what happened before her.

But at one point, Shizuo thought maybe hiring a male nanny would work. But somehow, that seemed to have failed him. It was strange considering the man was a straight ladies man when the blonde hired him, but ended up switching teams for Shizuo within a week.

One could only imagine the stress coming home was for someone in Shizuo's situation; to come home to see the house in a mess, and a nanny who did nothing but try to get into his pants.

Can you say irritating?

With a huff, Mika walked towards the couch, grabbed her purse and clothes before stomping out. "You'll regret this!" She yelled as she walked down blonde's drive way, yelling 'we're meant to be's' and other things as she walked.

Grateful that she didn't break anything before leaving, Shizuo walked over and closed the door before leaning on it in total frustration. Something seriously had to change. And fast. He couldn't keep living like this at all. It was just too stressful for someone as busy as him.

Achoo!

"Shhh! Be quiet, Kuru-chan!"

As he ran a hand through his hair, Shizuo looked up to see Kururi and Mairu peeking down from the top of the stairs. Kururi was about 4 and Mairu had just turned 6. Though a trouble maker like Kururi, Mairu had times where she seemed too mature for her age, always looking after Mairu and holding hands with her as if they would die if separated.

Getting off the door, Shizuo grabbed his briefcase and tie off the ground before making his way for the stairs. Immediately the two kids ran, but stopped as soon as they heard Shizuo's voice from behind them.

"Is all of this because of you?" He asked indifferently, trying to calm himself down until there was no anger whatsoever left in him.

As she held her sister's hand, Mairu looked over her shoulder, "Us? So what if it was? The nanny was supposed to clean it up. Too bad she's too incompetent. You should really think about hiring someone who isn't a complete tool like her, uncle." She spat coldly at him before pulling gently on Kururi's hand.

"C'mon, Kuru-chan, let's go to sleep." With that, the two girls disappeared into their room, leaving Shizuo in an angry mood.

"Not again, Iza-chan!" Psyche said in disappointment. As he sat on his couch with his brother, Psyche began to pout.

Seeing him pout, Izaya pouted in return, the two looking almost like mirror images if it weren't for the different outfits. After dropping the pout, Izaya began, "I don't see what you're so worked up about, Psyche-chan." He said nonchalantly.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Psyche said in a childish way that made everything he said sound like he was whining, which he was in Izaya's opinion.

"We need the money for Linda's hospital bill, remember? You getting fired isn't really helping, you know!" The pink eyed male whined again.

Suddenly there was a shot of pain that went right through Izaya's heart. Quickly, memories of what happened to their blonde friend and Kida made their way into his mind and the raven shook his head. He couldn't think about it. Every time he did, it was always too much, even for him.

Sighing in defeat, Izaya's shoulder slumped before mumbling a pitiful 'sorry' to his brother. At this, Psyche's attention was caught and he smiled, "What was that~?"

"Mm'oory…" Izaya said, his face in Psyche's direction as he looked away.

"I'm sorry, I can't understand you. Can you please repeat that?" There was just a tiny bit of smugness in Psyche's usually bright and joyous tone.

'That son of a bitch!' Izaya thought to himself, his eyes quickly turning to scowl a little at his pink eyed brother. 'Is he really going to make me repeat myself?'

"Well?"

"I'm 'orry—"

"—What—?"

"—mmssrry—"

"—Hmm—?"

"—mmsssidushjlksrry—"

"—I think that was that was the farthest thing from actual words you've said so far—"

"I'M SORRY, OK. YOU HAPPY?" Izaya yelled in annoyance. Seriously, Psyche was just asking for a good slap to the face! But being the good brother he was, Izaya decided against the thought of hurting him.

With an innocent and content smile, Psyche nodded a 'yes' and Izaya sighed. "I'm sorry, ok, Psyche-chan?"

Though it was rare for Izaya to feel upset, right at that moment, he felt unbearably terrible. Every time he thought about it, there was a sharp pain in his heart and Izaya always felt the urge to cry.

Two years ago, two of his and Psyche's friends, Linda and Kida had gotten into a car accident one night. Because the person who crashed into them was speeding dangerously, the injuries they were left with were horrid.

Because Kida wasn't on the driver's side, the car they were hit by didn't hit him directly, leaving him with only a broken arm and slight concussion. Unfortunately for Linda, he was left having to stay at the hospital on life support. And ever since then, Izaya, Psyche, and Kida all helped pay for Linda's hospital bill.

Unfortunately for Izaya, he was unable to help at times. Because of his attitude and sharp tongue, he was often fired. Only God knew how he continued getting jobs and acing interviews despite being dropped from jobs frequently.

Just the thought of the two of them covered in blood made something in Izaya's stomach turn in discomfort.

Pulling himout of his sad memory of seeing Linda in the hospital was the feeling of a soft pat on his back followed by a hug.

"It's ok, Iza-chan." Psyche said sympathetically, resting his chin on Izaya's shoulder. "Just try to not get fired next time, ok?"

And only God knew how someone like Izaya was blessed with such a sweet and understanding brother like Psyche.

After pulling away, Psyche smiled at his brother once more. But this time, Izaya noticed the hint of sadness that lingered in his brother's expression that made him feel like shit. Like he didn't feel bad enough!

"I'll find a job soon, ok?" Izaya said as he patted Psyche's head.

Psyche nodded and replied, "I'll even help Iza-chan find one!"

At that the two brother's decided to go to sleep in hopes of getting rid of the despondent air floating around them.

Later that night, Psyche woke up to the sound of his cell phone vibrating on his pillow next to his head. He always kept it there in case the hospital had any information on how Linda was doing.

Buzz. Buzz.

Picking it up, Psyche answered with a tired 'Hello?' that was muffled with a small yawn he could not hold back.

"Hello? Psyche-chan?"

Psyche's half lidded eyes shot wide open, "Sh-Shizuo-san?" He asked in disbelief. "What are you d-doing calling me?"

Pulling the phone away, he checked the time and frowned slightly. "It's almost 1 AM and I even came in early this morning!" He said as he put the phone back to his ear.

Through the dim lighting, Psyche saw his brother shift slightly in his bed across from his own. Quickly, Psyche made his way into the hallway, making sure to make as little noise as possible. He didn't want to wake Iza-chan!

Entering the hallway and closing the door behind him softly, he leaned against the wall. With his free hand, he began to rub at his sleepy eyes as he heard his boss talk, "I was just wondering if you could find me a new nanny, fast."

"What happened to that other one, Miki, Maki, or—"

"Mika."

"Yeah! That one!"

There was a sigh on the other end, "Well let's just say this one didn't work."

Judging from what the blonde had told him before, Psyche wasn't sure if he meant the nanny didn't actually do anything or if he just didn't like her.

"Oh, ok then~!" Psyche said, feeling like falling asleep right there in the hallway. "She seemed nice though…"

"… That's what you think."

"She is, isn't she?"

"Only you could see the good in anyone, Psyche-chan." Shizuo said, his voice not as serious like when he first called. "Anyways, do you think you can find me one fast?"

Thud.

As he stood in the hallway, the pink eyed man heard the sound of something heavy hitting the ground come from his bedroom and a quite 'fuck, I fell.' Instantly, Psyche's eyes brightened and he smiled widely.

"I know just the person!"

I just wanted to put this up since I've been dying to, LOL. Hopefully this wasn't too confusing and please forgive my mistakes! I rushed this since holy crap, I have 4 exams next week! ;A;

So anyways, please tell me what'cha think? :3