The streets of Ikebukuro were always quiet when midnight was close. Shizuo Heiwajima was sitting in the same bar he had been fired from earlier in his life. But he didn't care. All he wanted at that moment, was to drink something. And that bar was the only thing that was close enough. Or maybe he just didn't wanted to walk any more. He had been walking pretty much all day. But at least the stupid flea didn't show up once.

Shizuo finally got his light beer, but only took a few sips at it. He wasn't the biggest drinker. Honestly, he'd rather drink soda or eat candy. But something just a cold beer could do. And maybe another smoke after. He sighed as the bar-door opened, letting in another costumer. But Shizuo didn't care to look who it was. It wouldn't be anyone he'd know anyway. And honestly, he couldn't really think off anyone he would like to see at that moment. He took another small sip at the cold beer, when he heard a familiar and annoying voice.

"Shizu-chan?" Izaya Orihara closed the bar-door behind him, as he eyed the blonde in the other side of the bar. He didn't think he'd meet him here, of all people. He smiled and quickly walked towards him. Shizuo was the last person he would have thought would be at a bar this late – and drinking beer. He sat down next to the former bartender and giggled. "I never expected you to be at this bar. You got fired from here, right? What are you doing here, Shizu-chan?"

Shizuo ignored the informant. He was the last person he would talk to. He tried to hold his anger back and just slowly kept drinking his cold beer. He didn't even look at the other man. All he wanted to do was sit alone and drink the beer. Well.. half of it at least. He sighed and slowly moved a bit away from the other. Once again he sipped at the beer and looked away from Izaya.

Izaya giggled and moved closer to the bodyguard. "What's wrong, Shizu-chan~ ?" he said and grabbed the other man's arm. He reached out for Shizuo's glass of beer and took a sip. He felt the evil glare from the other man, but he could care less. He leaned up to Shizuo's arm and smiled, looking up at him.

"Get. The. Hell. Away. From. Me. Now." Shizuo looked angrily down on the smaller man, who just curled up against his one arm. When Izaya took the beer, Shizuo just looked at it and didn't feel like drinking any more from it. "Now you owe me a beer.."

Izaya giggled once again as he moved closer to the other man. "I will buy you one later," he said and smirked.

Shizuo looked at him. What the hell was wrong with him? Why was he so close? If that was a usual day in Ikebukuro, Shizuo would already have thrown tables and what-not after Izaya. But for reason, he just didn't. But he still wanted the flea away, out off the bar and gone. "Now, flea."

"Fine, fine. So inpatient." Izaya sighed and got up, walked towards the bartender, who looked nervous. Maybe because the strongest man in Ikebukuro was sitting not that far from him. Izaya giggled silently and quickly ordered two beers, that came immediately. He turned around and walked back to the table, sitting down very close to Shizuo again and placed the beer in front of him, smiling.

"Thanks.." Shizuo grabbed the beer and ignored the flea clinging to his arm. He quickly drank the cold beer, not pausing for air once. After seconds he placed the now empty glass on the table and looked back at Izaya, who still curled to him. What the hell was wrong with him? Oh no..

Izaya looked at the other man and smiled. "Shizu-chan, you'll get drunk if you drink that fast," he said giggling, curling close to his one arm.

But even Shizuo himself knew it was too late. He couldn't handle alcohol at all. "No, flea, that's not-"

And that was all Shizuo could remember from that night.

The morning after..

Shizuo opened his eyes but only met darkness. The room was completely dark. He looked down and realized he wasn't alone. He had his arms around someone. And that someone was lying with the back to Shizuo. Shizuo didn't know if this person was female or not, and he couldn't see anything because of the darkness in the room. He had to find out on his own.

Shizuo moved one hand up to the person's chest, but there was nothing there. Still, he had to be absolutely sure that this person was male. He slowly moved the other hand down the person's stomach, and... Now he was sure. This was a guy. And then it happened. The guy started to giggle. And it was familiarly annoying.

"Now now, Shizu-chan. I only just woke up." Izaya turned around and smirked, looking up at the other man, even though he couldn't really see him because of the darkness in the room. "I'm not awake enough for another round." He giggled and slowly moved closer to the other naked man.

"Flea?" Shizuo looked down at the naked informant, who he couldn't see clearly. "What the hell are you doing in my bed? And why are you naked?" He slowly looked down on both of them. Wait.. Why was he naked himself?

Izaya slowly lost his smile and kept looking at the other man. "Wait.. You don't remember?" He sat half up and looked down on Shizuo, who he slowly could see better.

Shizuo looked confused up at the naked other man. "Remember what?" Now that he thought about it, he only remembered very little about the day before. He remembered the flea clinging to his arm and himself drinking. And that was it. He couldn't remember anything after drinking the beer.

Izaya smirked and placed a hand on the other man's naked chest, moving it slowly down to his stomach. "Well, then I have to make you remember," he said and moved closer to him, leaning over him.

"No, no you don't." Shizuo sat up and pushed Izaya away. "I don't wanna remember." He stood up and turned the lights on in the room. He turned around and looked back at the completely naked Izaya, who was just lying in bed with the sheets taken off. "Put on some clothes, flea.."

Izaya looked the naked bodyguard up and down and smirked. "I could say the same to you, Shizu-chan. Except I'm enjoying what I see right now." He giggled and kept looking at Shizuo's body. He moved to the side of the bed, closer to the blonde, and finally looked up at his face.

"You've got to be kidding me." Shizuo quickly put on some boxers and walked out off the bedroom and in to the kitchen. He sighed and opened the fridge. He didn't have a hangover like many others would get from drinking too much. It was weird, especially when he didn't remember a damn thing from last night. And why the flea was naked in his bed.

Izaya followed the other man out in the kitchen, now wearing boxers and one of Shizuo's shirts he had taken. Of course it was too big. "My ass hurt.." He looked at the bodyguard and smiled. It wasn't a lie that his butt hurt, but it was always fun to tease Shizuo.

Shizuo turned around once again and looked at the informant. "Go away," he said and walked to the couch, holding a bottle of cold water in his hand. He sat down and sighed, sipping to the water. He looked back at Izaya and noticed the shirt he was wearing. "Why are you wearing my shirt?"

Izaya shook his head and giggled, sitting down next to him. "Your shirt is.. comfy." He grabbed the other man's arm again and curled to him, smiling.

Shizuo sighed. "That's it." He stood up and grabbed the collar of the shirt Izaya was wearing. He quickly walked to the front door. "I don't remember what happened last night, but I still hate you and I'm not your boyfriend! Now get out!" He opened the door, threw the informant out and shut the door quickly. He stood still for a few and then locked the door.

Izaya looked at the now closed door and looked down at himself. "Shizu-chan, I don't have my clothes.." He knocked on the door and laughed awkwardly. "I can't go home without my pants... Shizu-chan?"

Shizuo laughed and walked away from the door. "I don't care." He sat down on the couch again and turned the television on, trying to get his mind off from that weird morning.

"... Shizu-chan?.." Izaya knocked several times and laughed awkwardly again. "Damn it.. Fine! I'll just wait here until you come out and give me my pants... And my phone.." He sighed and sat down in front of the door, looking up at it. I really didn't think this through, did I?..