My very first time submitting and translating a fanfic! I'm really not sure about the quality of my translations (my Chinese can get a bit shaky), but I've tried my best to preserve the author's original meaning. (The original site is on a Chinese forum called Tieba; somehow, I cannot paste the URL here. If anyone wants the original website, please PM me.) I hope it's okay (at least by my standards it is...).

This story will probably be updated regularly once or twice a week and three times if I'm not that busy (I think you've all heard of the horrible lives Chinese live in China). As the original author is also still updating his/her forum site, I'll do my best to catch up on the translations and provide up-to-date ones for everyone to read.

Enjoy!

-Karisawa-san

01. This drabble takes place during a regular Shizaya noontime.

"Shizu-chan~I'm freezing! What do I do…"

"What does that have to do with me…"

"Hmph! Shizu-chan is so cold-hearted! Go sleep on the sofa tonight!"

"…Go lie down (#-.-)."

Thus, Izaya happily jumps onto the bed and tucks himself in. After a while, Shizuo walks over, lifts the edge of the covers, and lies down, encircling his arms around the satisfied child who has raised his arms towards him.

And the couple starts taking their nap. ╮( ̄▽ ̄)╭

02. "Brrrr…It's literally freezing outside…" Shizuo, weary with a day's work, closes the door and steps in the bedroom to see Izaya wearing glasses and hugging his laptop, curled comfortably on the bed. A bad mood immediately arises.

Izaya, still typing on his laptop and not even raising an eye, exclaims, "Why are you still standing here? There's hot water in the bathtub. Are you letting the cold air in to freeze me to death?"

Shizuo glances in the direction of the bathroom, steam curling out of the door. He walks towards Izaya and gives him a hug, knowing that this tsundere must have seen him arriving downstairs and hurried to open the hot water in the tub. How would it be like this if otherwise?

"…Oi…Oi! What are you doing your body is so cold don't touch me! Go take a bath!" "If you're so afraid of the cold then it would be better if we took a bath together." "You…!"

03. The couple goes shopping. Izaya, in a female state, prances in front of the shops while Shizuo smokes a cigarette behind him, looking on impatiently.

"Hey. Are you done yet? It's been five hours already."

"But I'm not done observing humanity! Just a little while, Shizu-chan."

"Ahhhhh this is so troublesome! I'm leaving first. Go home by yourself." Shizuo finally crushes his cigarette under his foot and turns around to leave.

A moment of blackness blinds his eyes, and he feels something lightly touch his lips. When all is light again, he sees Izaya standing in front of him. "Just a little while more, Shizu-chan, please~" "…Hurry up."

Shizuo silently lights another cigarette.

04. During a test, top-student Izaya-san quickly finishes his paper and starts excitedly observing the students around him. As he expects, his classmates are either thinking hard or monkeying around.

As he focuses his attention on his dear humans, his line of sight unconsciously sweeps across a person pretending to answer questions, hand supporting his head's weight. His eyes stopping on him, Izaya sees that he's sleeping, face in peace, his tan complexion seeming even darker than usual but making his face light up with a warm glow. Izaya never knew that, like an old-fashioned plot line, that person would then open his eyes.

As their eyes meet, Izaya stares for a millisecond and drops head, not knowing that a light shade of red has risen on his cheeks.

05. This is a story about when the two still had a bad relationship.

Someone, more specifically, his enemy, broke into Izaya's house in Ikebukuro. Although everyone knows that Izaya's Shinjuku house is the main one he lives in (of course I'm not counting the guy that broke into his Ikebukuro house here), he had left an important file in Ikebukuro. Izaya can only hang around in the city and wait until everyone leaves to go back.

Cold spring rain showers on Izaya's body, but he doesn't care, walking by himself on the noisy street. The people around him, holding umbrellas, quickly walk past, some stopping to take another look at this strange person walking in the rain, but no one stops to care about him.

Izaya laughs bitterly. To think that he was actually feeling lonely.

Is it because that person isn't here?

"I—za—ya—kun—yo…WHY—ARE—YOU—HERE—AGAIN!" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounds behind him, and Izaya laughs unconsciously. Before he can turn his head, his body falls onto the ice-cold pavement.