Story: More Than Breathing
Author: Takaratoast + Aya-sama
Chapter One: Hate
Pairing: ShizuoxIzaya
Warning: This story contains malexmale relationships. Don't like, don't read.
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters
Authors note: This fan fiction was originally a role play written by myself and Aya-sama~ I played Izaya and she played Shizuo. The fiction version has been completely rewritten by myself, but Aya still deserves lots and lots of credit for the story~ Thank you for reading!
More Than Breathing
Izaya Orihara sat in the lap of Shizuo Heiwajima, the one man that he hated most, and the one that he had captured in a passionate lip-lock. He felt the other smile into their kiss, to which he gladly deepened in response. Though the situation of their relationship had obviously changed greatly, as they were now officially what you would call a "couple", the two continued their constant fights. Of course this arrangement was set up by none other than Izaya. Despite what he had fooled Shizuo, and the rest of Ikebukuro, into believing, Izaya still hated Shizuo with a fiery passion. The "love" that he showed to the other was nothing more than a ploy to gain the others trust, keep your friends close and your enemies closer as they say. Of course he still planned on killing Shizuo. However, when plan after plan to end the brutes life had failed, he turned to this plan. It was a sort of last resort, when he was tired of conjuring up new ways to kill him, with no real assurance of success.
Of course, Shizuo had no idea of what the cunning informant was planning, Izaya's acting skills were quite creditable, and he was sure to never break the character of a man in love. The kissed, they made love, they whispered sweet nothings to each other, though these mostly came from Shizuo, they went on dates, held hands, the only thing abnormal about their relationship was their continuous fighting. The continuation of their little game around Ikebukuro was mutually decided, Shizuo had said that it would be too weird to not continue fighting, and besides, it would often lead to a different sort of game.
He slid his hand up into Shizuo's hair, lacing his fingers through the mans golden locks. He slowly felt himself began to slip away, losing himself to the kiss, finding it almost hard to control his senses the way that the other kissed him. Strangely, it didn't bother Izaya knowing that Shizuo loved him, nor did it irk him to know that ever action he made in lust the other made in love. Actually it amused him; he almost enjoyed seeing the monster fall victim to such a tedious emotion as love. He suddenly felt sharp teeth biting down on his lip, breaking the skin and causing it to drip blood. The raven flinched a bit at the sudden acute pain to the soft flesh of his lips. Shizuo promptly licked up any blood that had escaped the small wound he had caused, grinning as he pulled back.
"You're skin is so sensitive flea," Shizuo teased, voice breathless from the intense kiss they had shared.
He smirked as he felt Shizuo pull him closer, leaning in towards the man. "Because unlike you, Shizu-chan. I've only rarely been touched in a fight. You on the other hand, seem to always be at the mercies of my blade." Izaya chuckled, referring to his trademark switchblade. He looked at the man, so close to him, his eyes flashing with memories of their previous fights. Izaya usually got away without a bruise, only a few hairs out of place from dodging random flying objects. Shizuo of course had always come out with cuts all across his body, never leaving a fight without some sort of blood loss, but always coming out alive nonetheless. And that was Izaya's problem. It almost seemed as if he couldn't kill Shizuo. He had gotten close quite a few times, but he could never seriously injure Shizuo, much less kill him, while still making it look as if it was an accident.
As the memories faded he noticed Shizuo's tongue sticking defiantly out of his mouth at Izaya. "Well unlike you, I've never had my ass penetrated by my sexy boyfriend's huge dick. I wonder why that is, my dear uke." He laughed loudly, earning a slight glare from Izaya, and a quick retort. "If we're bringing sex into this then at least I can go a few days without losing control of myself and practically raping my boyfriend." A smirk cued his next sentence. "Not that I really mind of course."
"Oh of course you don't, after all, you're the one who's always begging for it. 'Harder Shizu-sama~ Make me feel good~' You're always such a slut. Only for me though." He gave Izaya a quick wink and another short kiss. "At least it better be only for me~" Izaya only grinned and leaned forward to kiss the man again, bringing his fingers up to run through Shizuo's blonde hair, twirling some of it around his finger once he pulled back.
"For the record, I sound absolutely nothing like that~." Another soft kiss, each of them grinning as they teased each other. "And of course all this," he pulled back, motioning to his body while rolling it slightly, emitting a laugh from Shizuo. "It is only for you~" He hummed lightly as he moved so that his arms were wrapped around the blondes neck. Shizuo slid his tongue over Izaya's lips in response, to which the informant closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of the others soft tongue on his lips.
"Hmm~" He hummed. He didn't like Shizuo, but that didn't mean that he wasn't phenomenal in bed, and an amazing kisser. For a whiled he had tried to ignore these traits of Shizuo, tried to pretend it wasn't true. Though, after a few months of feeling that sinful tongue brushing perfectly against his, and was literally fucked senseless out of pure, intoxicating, pleasure a few times, he decided to admit these facts himself. Yes, Shizuo Heiwajima was the best lay he had ever had in his life, and most likely the best you could get in the entire city, but that didn't mean he loved Shizuo. Not at all. It just happened to be the one thing about the brute that he would miss... after he killed him of course.
"But that is how you sound, flea~" The sound of Shizuo's voice brought him back to reality. "Or when we're fighting.. You know you get off on that. You're really just a masochist." Izaya rolled his eyes and planted his hands on Shizuo's shoulders, tapping his fingers on them. "My love for our fights has nothing to do with that Shizu-chan. And besides~, he smirked, "If I really was a masochist, I'd let you hit me more often~"
He leaned forward to kiss Shizuo again, his lips brushing against the others again and again before he pulled back only barely enough to break their lip-lock. "Can't I just love the thrill of fighting~?" He asked in a somewhat seductive tone. "I don't have to hold back with you either~ I trust you not to die, so I can fight you with everything I've got, without worrying about killing anyone" he lied. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he hovered closer to Shizuo again. "Though, I'm not saying it doesn't turn me on at all~"
"Oh? So you're admitting that it turns you on then?" The blonde let out a chuckle as he raised an eyebrow at Izaya. "I wonder if you only ever dodge, because the sight of me throwing things at you, is just too much for you~" Izaya grinned as he leaned in for another kiss. "Hmm I wonder~"
The raven trapped Shizuo in a deep kiss, one hand moving down to his pocket to wrap his fingers around his pocket knife. He hoped that the kiss was distracting enough as he stretched his arms out past Shizuo's shoulders. The blade flicked open behind Shizuo's back. Slowly, Izaya brought the weapon up to Shizuo's neck, pressing the dull end of the blade against his loose skin, the point of the small knife drawing a small amount of blood from the blonde's neck.
He smirked as he felt Shizuo pull out of the kiss, a grin on the man's face. "Hmm~" Izaya hummed. "I love you Shizu-chan~" Shizuo chuckled lightly, in a split second he had grabbed Izaya's hand and twisted his arm around, pushing Izaya off of him into a standing position, and turning him around so that his knife hand was behind his back. In another second he had jumped over the bench they had previously been sitting on, his hand clutching a sign post that read "PED X-ING," and was ripping it out of the ground, a smug grin on his face as he said his final words before battle.
"Hate you too flea~."
Whaa~~ So this was an Amazing rp I did with Aya, we started it in late Nov 2011 and finished in late January 2012~ Its not all that long, the fiction will be about chapters. It's completely written out already in rp format, I just have to rewrite it like this... but this first part of it has taken me about three and a half months to complete... so I don't know how fast this will update... ;n; gomen... I promise that this one will be 10000000000x better than the To Find The Things Not Spoken~! Review PLEASE~~~
