Disclaimer: All wrongs reversed.

"Will you do it? Please?"

I choked on my bottle of water, as his words hit me. I swallowed convulsively as a faint heat crept up my ears and I tried to focus on the boy standing directly in front of me.

When he approached me after basketball practice and said that he wanted to talk to me about something, I was prepared for all sorts of confrontations. That I might have dated his girlfriend... Or his sister... Or the girl he was planning on asking out himself...

When guys singled me out to have a little "talk", it was usually about such things ― involving other girls. When guys had something to "discuss" with me, they were usually in a fit of nervous anger. They felt they had to avenge their pride and yet know they would lose in a physical fight, so they ask me to "talk" with them.

And when guys asked me to have a talk, it didn't start with them propositioning me for...

"Will you do it? Teach me how to have sex?"

His bluntness made my throat, nose, and ears burn.

What am I supposed to say in reply?!

"They say that Heiwajima-san will do it if he likes the other party enough."

I raised my eyebrows at this. Well that certainly had a ring of truth in it. It wasn't that I slept around left and right but when someone asked and the moment was right, there was no reason to refuse. I had no girlfriend and it was convenient.

If that made me sound like a playboy, I don't give a shit about it. Relationships were not really my thing. The other party always knew that it would be futile to accept something more.

I did a quick appraisal of him, wondering if I could even get it up for a guy. The thought that I was even considering saying yes made my ears even warmer.

He had short black hair; the summer heat made some strands stand out in disarray. Pale, smooth skin that my eyes followed until it disappeared into the vee of his shirt. My eyes followed the line of the exposed collarbone and down his arm. He was firmly built, not too thin with just a hint of defined muscle on his lanky frame. My eyes roved further down his torso and settled on his crotch. I found myself licking my lips and I forced my eyes back up his face when they met his own that glowed in the orange afternoon sun. Beautiful.

I realized I was half-erect. I also haven't said a word to him yet.

I gazed into his eyes searchingly, trying to find the words to say...

"Will you do it?" he asked again a third time.

I nodded.

"I'm not promising anything..." I gave him a pointed look. "But yes, let's give it a shot."

His answering smile was so bright and I found myself wishing he would always smile like that.

We were walking side by side and I wasn't really sure where we were headed.

And then, I realized I don't even know his name.

"Hey, what do I call you?"

"Baby, you can call me anything you want."

I gaped at him. And realized a split-second later that he was joking.

"I meant," I replied grinning. "What is your name."

"I know, I know. I just wanted you to loosen up a bit. You're stiff and tense all over and we haven't even done anything yet. And my name is Izaya."

He was smiling at me, attempting to lighten the mood. My mood. He had a point.

At the back of my mind, I was worrying and worrying over what will happen. It sorta felt like my first time all over again.

"Izaya-kun." I tested the words on my lips. "Is it alright to call you by your first name?"

He nodded.

It was a very uncommon name and I repeated it in my mind.

"Uhm, Heiwajima-san?"

"Mm?"

"I was thinking, maybe we can go to one of those uhhh…" he made a helpless gesture with his hands and for the first time, I saw a telltale blush make its way on his cheek.

"You mean, love hotels?" I said nonchalantly. Heh, it was nice to be not the one blushing, for once.

He nodded, and turned his head away.

I realized that the general direction we were heading was towards thatpart of town and suddenly, it didn't feel quite right to do that.

I don't know why I am being a sentimental fool all of a sudden but I grabbed his arms and took off in the opposite direction.

"Where are we going?" His voice was laced with curiosity.

"First things first." I replied.

We ducked into a convenience store and looked through the stalls. I got milk tea and an assortment of snacks. When we paid at the counter, I saw Izaya slip in some condoms and I added the bottle of lube I got as an afterthought.
I winked at the cashier and I could tell she was fighting very hard to keep a blank expression of her face.

"I didn't realize that while I was looking through chips and cookies you were checking the assortment of rubbers available." I nudged Izaya in the ribs as I gave him a cheeky grin.

"I- I…" he stammered. "I didn't have any so…" He hid his eyes under his bangs.

I thought that he was so fucking adorable.

"Come on," I said as I led the way.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see when we get there."

And he did.

His eyes widened as he took in the Heiwajima name plate on our front gate.

Those same wide eyes, he focused on me, questioningly.

I ignored his silent question as I led the way through the door, up the stairs and into my room.

He padded silently behind me.

I put down our stuff on the low table and took off my blazer.

He was still standing by the door.

"Izaya?"

"Why?"

"Eh?"

"Why did you bring me here?"

I just shrugged in reply. It was difficult to give a response to his question when I didn't even know the answer myself.

"Don't worry about it."

I heard him mumble an okay and he sat down on the floor by my feet. I was actually at a loss of what to do so I just concentrated on him, on Izaya.

His breathing was uneven, sometimes rapid and then slowing down like he's consciously trying to control the pace. If I was nervous about this, then I wonder just how hefelt. Earlier, he tried to help calm me down and I found myself wanting to reciprocate the action.

"Uhm," I began.

He shifted his position and looked up at me with those unwavering eyes.

I smiled. "Wanna take a shower?"