Russia: ah, the joy of writing!...

Izaya; *cough*one word an minuet*Cough*

Russia; and before you ask, yes this IS an Izuo fic. And honestly, I could care less about weather or not you hate Izuo. As awesome and magical as I am It will not suddenly change in the middle of the story so do not ask.

Russia; and now, back to typing!

Izaya; *cough*one word a minuet*cough*

Russia; what?

Izaya; Shizu-chan, care to do the honors?

Russia; *lookes at Shizuo passed out in embarrassment and nosebleed from reading fic*

Oh alright I'll do it.

I do not own durarara! So no sueing!

And the song belongs to lady gaga! Not me!

WARNING! EXPLICIT YAOI! Don't like, don't read!

CHAPTER 1; Izaya's box

~~Izaya's POV~~

Izaya loved many things. Ikebukuro, for instance, the home of his favorite monster. He loved his two little sisters, no matter how much they creeped him out at times. He loved his large home, his friends(though he would never admit it), and his job.

Yes, Izaya loved many things. Well, maybe not loved, as he would think, just merely tolerated. But he, like many of his humans, would prefer for things to stay as they were.

But really, how much fun do you think the world would be if nothing changed? Nothing happened?

Izaya bounded down the streets of his favourite city; Ikebukuro.

Per usual, he was out looking for someone we all know very well.

"IZAAAAAAAYA!"

Izaya chuckled apon hearing his name.

Looks like I found him!

Izaya turned around to see the monster of Ikebukuro walking towards him as the people on the street moved to make a pathway for the man. Everyone knew that being between Shizuo and Izaya was a very bad thing; a truck going full speed towards you would have more mercy.

"Ahh! Shizu-chan! Long time no see! I was beginning to worry you'd forgotten your favorite person!"

Izaya traced the pathway of an invisible tear on his cheek with his finger to mimick crying.

"How many times have I told you to stay out of 'Bukuro Izaya?" Shizuo growled.

Izaya sighed. Same old, same old.

"Well, counting today, around 361times since we graduated school!" Izaya said cheerfully, fake counting on his fingers.

Shizuo snapped and the first vending machine flew towards him. Izaya doged it with a simple step to the side.

"Really now, Shizu-chan, a five year old girl has better aim then that."

"DON'T CALL ME THAT FLEA!"

And with that the chase begun, the two men began running with all they had. One simply to annoy the other, the second with killing intent. Few people even bothered to give the pair a second glance; this was, after all, a regular occurrence.

A few tourists snapped quick pictures of the commotion on their phones; most likley to post on whatever site it was they subscribed their every day life to.

-hey guys! Check this out! Just saw two guys on the street trying to kill each other lol!

But only Izaya noticed this, Shizuo was too focused on catching and possibly killing the 'flea' he was chasing.

Consequently, every time a tourist snapped a picture Izaya would put on a large grin and face the camera. It was somewhat uncivil, but Izaya deemed it fun non the less.

But at that moment something odd happened. Izaya found himself bored.

He frowned as he hoped from car roof to car roof on the side of the road. Who knew? Maybe If he was lucky, Shizuo would get hit by a truck and Izaya could mock him all he wished and/or take a picture or two.

But the joy he has felt a few mere second ago dissolved into complete boredom. Izaya looked up. It seemed to be getting fairy late. A large portion of the sky was colored dark blue with pink and orange clouds near where the sun was setting.

Hm. That would mean the night clubs were most likley open...

And he was willing to bet they were not Shizuo's favorite place.

Too much... He chuckled, ...Violence for the blond

Izaya had always found that a bit odd on Shizuo's part.

The man had always claimed to hate violence, yet it followed Shizuo wherever he went. It was really funny to watch-

Izaya knew Shizuo hated himself and his monstrous strength, and he was pretty sure the man thought everyone else hated him for it.

He couldn't have been more wrong. There were so many people in Shizuo's life who deeply cared for him. Even Izaya couldn't say he hated the man.

Izaya smirked at himself. Who was he kidding? He'd been attracted to the man since the first time they meet in high school.

Who could possibly resist such a cute face?

But of course he would never allow his little monster to know that little fact.

Though, he had to say, it was pretty easy to find out Shizuo preferred men. But then again, Izaya was fairly good at obtaining information other people didn't want anyone else to know.

It was his job, after all...

Izaya did a Parkour turn down a darker and noisier street. The further he went down it, the less children he saw and the sluttier the teenage girls became. He didnt need to turn around to know Shizuo was still following him. The protozoan was too stupid to notice any drastic change in the world around him.

That man was hit by a goddam truck once.

Izaya flew through the entrance to one of the biggest clubs in town. Izaya had heared the pounding music long before he had entered, but it was no preparation for how truly bloody loud it was.

For sure, this want the first time Izaya had been here- in fact, he quite enjoyed these sort of gatherings. But the music seemed to get louder every time he visited.

The song that was playing had a great beat, but he couldn't say he recognized it. It sounded like Lady Gaga...

The lyrics made no sense so he guessed it most like was.

I

t wasn't untill he pussed passed two girls in (yelling) conversation about the clubs song collection that he learned their was 'SchiBe' by Lady Gaga. Well, he was half right.

He felt slight disappointment with himself for not knowing a modern pop song. Bad Izaya.

The beat was redicoulously catchy and he found himself grind-dancing against a blond(he guessed, it was fairly dark save for the flashing pink and blue lights). He figured it would take a while for Shizuo to find him- this place was huge. And he highley doubted these drunk slutty idiots would even recognize him in the lighting.

He smilled and closed his eyes and let the heat envolp him. His black coat was long gone leaving him in a comfortable black T as he foucused on the drumming lyrics.

I

'll take you out to-night, to wherever you like, scheiBe-schiBe

Be mine, scheiBe be mine

Put on a show to-night to wherever you like, scheiBe-scheiBe be mine schiBe be mine

~~Shizuo's POV~~~

Ugh! Where the hell was that stupid flea!

He had looked for about ten minuets before realizing it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. More like a flea in a haystack though...

That bastard had decided to run into a night club and it was pissing him off. It was incredibly loud and everyone was acting stupid. He wasn't sure he could take it anymore.

Not caring he was inside with like half the population of Ikebukuro,

He pulled out a smoke and a lighter. He needed whatever he could get to calm down right now. He knew the flea as here, and the fact that Izaya was so close to him and that he couldnt do anything about it was driving him over the edge.

He hadn't really noticed the song in all his angry one-minded searching, but now that he was standing still and gradually forcing himself to relax, he could pick out some of the fast lyrics.

When I'm on a mission, I rebuke my condition, if you're a strong female, you don't need permission.

It sounded odd to him at first, but he found he liked the some once the chorus started. The beat was was addicting and he felt the world around him drown out in the insainly loud music.

I, I wish I could dance on a single prayer,

I, I wish I could be strong without somebody there

I, I wish I could dance on a single prayer,

I, I wish I could be strong without the scheiBe, yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Without the schieBle yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh,

Without the schieBle yeah(I don't speak German but I can if you'd like!)

I

ch schleiban austa be clair

Es kumpent madre monstere,

aus-be aus-can be flaugen,

Fräulen uske- be clair

Yeah, it ws definately an odd song, but her singing voice was good and the beat was catchy. Shizuo had never been very pickey with these kinds of things.

He snapped himself back to reality and realized he had forgotten all about the flea.

Damnit. The short-lived sense of calm vanished as he began scanning the crowed for Izaya.

"Damn bug."

Russia; well, that was fun.

Izaya; but NOTHING happened! All they did was chase each other into a club!

FaZe; it was still cute. We learned Izaya has a little crush on Shizuo.

Shizuo; *blushes and starts playing with his sleeve*

Izaya; SO NOT TRUE

Russia; don't deny it. Your face is all red.

FaZe; End of chapter one!:)! Plz REVEIW so Russia can upload faster!

REVEIWING IS MAGICAL. EACH ONE MAKES AN AUTHOR HAPPY. SO DON'T WASTE THIS CHANCE TO ALSO BE MAGICAL BY CLICKING THE BUTTON THAT SAYS REVEIW.

*magic pixie dust is thrown at the screen*