Hello! This is my first story on here, I hope you all enjoy.

~EarthsParanoia

I, Shizuo Heiwajima, am not gay.

Simple as that. End of story... At least, thats what I thought until yesterday afternoon, I was on my way to the store. Going to buy some sweets (For myself, of course.). Until I saw the flea. "IZZZAAAAYYYAAAAAAAAAAA!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. As soon as I yelled, everyone in the city cleared away quickly. He turned to stare at me. Just stare. Frowning, not smirking.. Something was wrong. Very wrong, goddamn it. "What're you doing here, Flea!?" I furrowed my eyebrows. This had to be a trick, just had to be.

He was just staring, then in one sudden movement he ran toward me, grinning. Fuck! I didn't have anytime to react, because before I knew it I felt lips on mine.

Izaya Orihara was kissing me... and I felt sparks.

I felt my face burn up, I hated it.

I hated him, but I wanted more. WAIT- What the fuck am I saying!? "Shizu-chan is so cute when he's blushing!" Izaya grinned, backing up some as I punched him. (Well, tried to anyway.)

"Kill him- Kill him- Kill him- Kill hi-" I started chanting to myself aloud. Out of no where, he pulled out his pocket knife cutting my white shirt open, leaving a small cut on my chest. "Damn it!"

"Shizu-chan also as a nice chest~" He purred somewhat. What the hell was he playing at!? Furious, I grabbed a stop sign, pulling out of the ground. "GO TO HELL." I yelled, smashing the sidewalk for he moved backward at the right time, as always. He ran, I chased. Typical cat and mouse chase. I soon ran out of energy to keep running, throwing the sign at him, yelling not to come back, ever. I watched as he left, and I found my lips burning, I touched them tenderly. They were probably chapped, no way in hell were they burning from that damn kiss, though... What is this feeling? I turned going back to the store, buying some sweets and angrily stomping back to my apartment. I swore the whole city was shaking as I did so.

I unlocked the door and went in, sitting on my couch. Drinking strawberry milk from the cartoon with some sugar cookies. Making a mess.

"Thats unhealthy Shizu-chan."

I spat out my milk and cookies. "WHAT THE HELL, FLEA." I was so fucking confused, why the hell was he in my home!? AND... AND WHY WAS HIS COAT OFF. I saw how small and petite body. He crossed his arms, staring at me with those stupid ruby orbs. "... Why are you in my home? Don't you know that this is breaking and entering?"

"It isn't breaking and entering if you let me in, Shizu-chan, though with your protozoan brain, I didn't expect you to remember." His smile turned into a sad frown, bringing a finger to his lips, pouting. "And to think I liked you, Shizuo~" I felt warm in my cheeks, why was this happening? I'm not gay! NOT NOT NOT NOT GAY! I WILL NEVER BE! EVER!

Izaya strutted over to me.

He sat in my lap.

"What're yo-" He shushed me. Wrapping his arms around my neck, getting closer to my face with him. I lifted my head some. Turning it slightly to the left, trying to avoid anything he might do.

"Stop that."

"Stop what?"

"Holding your breath."

"You smell bad."

"You're a horrible at lying, Shizuo."

"You're a horrible... uh.."

"A horrible what?" He raised an eyebrow. Inching closer, closing the distance between our lips. My lips were on fire at this point. Wide eyed, I kissed back. My body having a mind of it's own. Wrapping my arms around his waist. Why!? Why was I doing this! I hated this man! ...Yet it felt so right. My tongue grazing over his bottom lip, asking for entrance, which he happily moaned and opened his mouth for mine. I felt flithy, like I was committing a sin. My hands went up into his shirt groping every part of his body that I could, damn it! I felt myself getting turned on as he moaned lustfully into my mouth. I looked around the room, thumbs rubbing over his nipples. Then I felt a hand.

A hand on my crotch, I broke away from the kiss, lips burning once again. "What?" He asked, flustered and clearly confused on why I stopped. I shook my head, licking my lips.. It tasted like him, and something else... I couldn't put my finger on.

"I'm not gay." I said.

"You don't need to be gay to have fun, Shizuo." He grinned.