A/N: ok heres my first cross over fic :L i was thinking before i got heavily into Shizaya that Haruhi and Izaya may make a good couple cus of the way they both think. I quickly forgot that idea when i realise Shizuo and Izaya are completely hot together XP then i though a while back, hmm Haruhi and Izaya put together on the same team though would be the ultimate in win at getting what they want! ohhh ;) then decided to make the Izuri T.U! (Izaya and Haruhi Team up) series thingy :L

First chapter isn't very explicit sorry ;) but trust me this is rated M for a reason. and that reason shall be seen more in future chapters. (cough next chapter cus i can't wait)

Dirty Picture

Izaya sat bored at his faultless desk in his extravagant office. He was absentmindedly gazing out of the wall-length window which gave him one of the best views in Ikebukuro, currently waiting for a certain someone to make an appearance. Recently, Izaya had gotten bored of his and Shizuo's cat and mouse games, and of course wanted a change. He'd been searching for someone like this for a while now. She went by the infamous username of 'MissxBoombox' and was apparently the best person to hire for a tough job. It was also useful that others had posted on the site commenting on her domineering and determined personality. Yes, this was exactly what Izaya needed right now – someone who wouldn't say 'no' or take it as an answer.

Dimmed footsteps were heard as a certain female took quick long strides along the coursing hallways of Izaya's compound. Her expression and thoughts unreadable, her short chocolaty brown hair flew limply behind her as she strode up to the final door on the top floor. She had been hired by someone called Izaya Orihara, 'what an odd name.' Her thoughts continued to swim. She wasn't exactly sure why she was being summoned all the way here in Ikebukuro, all she knew was that it intertwined with a great interest she had.

The door swung open, no knock was bothered with. "Ah, welcome Miss Boombox," Izaya began, "or should I say, Suzumiya Haruhi?" The girl stood by the door frame for a moment, until letting the door swing shut behind her and stood a few feet away from Izaya's desk with an impatient expression on her face. "What did you call me here for?" She abruptly asked, not wasting any time in this meeting. "Ah, fine, I'll get right to the point." Izaya twirled once in his leather chair before letting a dark smirk besmirch his features. "I want a picture."

He stated it simply and bluntly, leaving a few moments to allow silence to fill the air. "A picture?" Haruhi asked tonelessly – making more of a statement out of it than a question. "That's right. Miss Haruhi Suzumiya, member of the Izuo fan club," Haruhi noticed how he missed out the Shizuo part of the club name; "I need you and your fiery determination to get me a dirty picture of Shizzy-chan." He finished, lifting himself off of his chair to stalk round to the front of his desk.

'A dirty picture?' Haruhi thought to herself. She didn't find the task of being a photographer interesting or appealing in the least, but this could quickly become an interesting task. "So, you have an interest in Shizuo then?" She again stated as a toneless question. Izaya's smirking expression stayed glued to his face, "well you could say that. I just want to change our little game – and I think this will have more interesting results." He waved a hand in the air, and reached into his pocket. "Of course, all the equipment you need will be available; a choice of cameras, transportation, accommodation – depending how long this mission takes you – and whatever else you desire is just a call away." He continued briefly running through boring details he knew the both of them weren't even partially interested in.

Haruhi, though, was barely paying attention to whatever Izaya was blabbing on about. Her mind had already raced into top gear thinking of the different pictures she could get a hold of. What kind of picture of Izaya interested in? Something he seemed to have not stated. What kind of poses? Exactly how many would he be contempt with? Again, he never mentioned any of that. The last thing Haruhi could remember before leaving the room with a coherent playful smirk was the pay being thrown down on the table beside her and Izaya issuing her to 'do as she pleased and send the picture or pictures whenever she got them.'

X-X-X

'How am I gunna get them?' she thought constantly, as she passed countless mumbling citizens going about their daily business. She'd been told in the past (mainly by Kyon) that straight out telling or asking people to do weird things will be doomed to fail. But what else could she do? There was really no quick and subtle way to ask someone for a dirty picture of them, not unless they were in a relationship with you or a slut - and she was pretty sure Shizuo wasn't a slut. She was hastily snapped out of her thoughts when she spotted a tall blonde man further along the street.

'It's been quiet recently.' The blonde inwardly sighed. 'Perhaps even the flea has work to do to occupy his time.' He blew out a quantity of smoke before bringing his cigarette back to his lips, spacing out and enjoying the peaceful time in the streets without having to throw a nearby sign or machine towards a certain pest. "Shizuo Heiwajima?" A bold voice sounded behind him. He turned his head slightly to see a young brown haired girl staring at him with serious expression. 'Who the hell?' He thought as he studied her expression and uniform. Finding himself unfamiliar with the uniform he went to wondering why this girl had approached him. If she knew his name, surely she knew of his violent reputation?

"Yeh?" was all Haruhi got back as a reply. From only hearing his reply to something as small as asking his name, she knew this would be a most challenging task. She took a sigh then gazed up at him with her usual excited and mischievous eyes. Why did that look deep in her eyes worry Shizuo so much? "Good! I didn't want to wonder round much longer to try and find you." She stated, apparently going with the blunt and straight to the point way of asking. Before Shizuo could respond to what Haruhi has said, she thrust a camera up at him and stated with no embarrassment at all, "Here, go take a few pictures of yourself. Any seductive poses will do I suppose. Oh, but you have to at least be topless; I'd feel ashamed if I returned with pictures that didn't show anything."

Shizuo's sunglasses slipped comically down his nose, eyes widened and mouth hung slightly open as he registered what this random girl had just said. "What? Why the hell would you ask that? And what do you mean by 'returned'?" He harshly demanded, trying to tame the rising anger that wanted to burst out at such a sudden and serious demand. The young girl wasn't fazed at all by the vigorous tone of voice, she simply answered in the same way she had demanded the pictures. "Izaya Orihara hired me to go collect some dirty pictures of you and send them to him."

At the sound of the pests name Shizuo's fists clenched, teeth ground together on his cigarette and temper just about to peak. With all his strength he managed to get out another question without yelling Izaya's name at the top of his lungs. "And who the fuck are you?" Haruhi smiled brightly at this, took a step back and did a typical Haruhi pose as the said "I'm Haruhi Suzumiya! Leader of the S.O.S brigade! Also a huge fan of Izuo or Shizaya!" Seeing the confusion spilling on to the blonde's aggressive features she explain, "ah~ Izuo and Shizaya are different ways of saying the pairing of you and Izaya. With Izuo having Izaya as the dominant on, and Shizaya where you are." Her bright smile stayed in place as Shizuo registered this.

After a few moments Shizuo's senses had snapped back to earth, finally realising what Izaya had paid this girl to do. His hand clenched the camera that had been shoved into his hand while he was spacing out while his left hand released the cigarette and brutally stomped on it and ground it with his foot into the concrete beneath him. "No. Freaking. Way!" He growled, breaking the camera then tossing it to the ground before turning his back to the, what he thought, stupid girl. "And if you know what's good for you, you'll stay away from me. Next time, I may not be able to hold my temper. And tell Izaya he's a sick pervert! And he's dead next time I see him!" With that the blonde had stormed off, scaring passers by into diving out of his way.

"Oh, well that sucks." Haruhi mused peering down to the floor. "That was one of Izaya's expensive cameras." She sighed before brushing it off and placing her hand to her chin in order to think. 'What to do? 'Remember, Haruhi~, do whatever you like to get the pictures, and do whatever you have to.' That's it!' She remembered snapping her head back up and reaching into her small bag to retrieve another camera. A smirk, that could resemble Izaya's, spread onto her lips as she lightly skipped in the direction the rampaging Shizuo had just gone in.

X-X-X

Izaya was bored, again, in his office. Spinning rapidly in his chair as a way to amuse himself. "Beep beep beep!" His phone sounded from its holder. "Oh? Could it be?" He mused out loud as he retried his phone. "Email from Miss Boombox?" He read out loud reading the rather large screen. (Having added Haruhi to his connections with her site username.) He hummed amusedly as he connected the phone to his computer to retrieve a larger view of the image attached. 'Izaya, sorry – Shizuo's so stubborn and refused to take one himself!' The message read. Izaya chuckled to himself, 'Did she really straight up and ask him to take a picture? Ha-ha, oh I wish I could have seen the look on his face.' He giggled a bit more before reading on. 'Since you told me to do whatever I had to to get you a picture, I decided to snap one whilst he didn't know about it~ enjoy!' It ended, in quite a similar way Izaya would have ended an email like this. He clicked the attached document and a very obvious smirk rose as the image began to load.

There was a lot of steam around the edge of the photo, and Shizuo in the centre. Incessant drops of water falling from the shower head above him, leaving slick trails down his smooth pale chest. One hand caught running through his fair blonde hair, the other seems to be adjusting the water temperature. It cut off near his hips, making Izaya unsure if he was pissed off or happy about that. Either way, the calm expression Shizuo had was surprising. He must have been completely unaware that Haruhi ever managed to get this; Izaya chuckled at this as well.

"I bet Shizzy-chan would go nuts if he knew I had this." He smiled to himself once again before picking up his phone to reply to Haruhi's message. "I guess this new game is going to get interesting, Shizzy-chan."

A/N: blaahhh :L what did you think ? wont bug you to review, i'm not bothered about them :P i'll be posting the M stuff soon ;)

(ps yes, the chapters will be based off a song which triggered a story plot in my head. next up Boom Boom pow ;D - most songs will be by Jefree Star... for obvious reason) x x x