The bright sunlight shone through the crack in the curtains, landing right on the crimaon red eyes of a ,used to be sleeping, Izaya Orihara. The thin man slowly lifting himself up on the bed. The sheets fell down his bare back as he moved. Opening his eyes he looked around sleepily.

Izaya slid his hand over to the spot next to him on the the bed, which was empty now but still warm, telling him that the other occupant had only gotten up seconds ago. He looked around the small room, the size seeming so minimal compared to his luxurious apartment, but he did not expect it to be that big.

Giving a big yawn, Izaya looked around for his clothes. He spotted them on the floor and reached for them. He looked the clothes over noticing that his black v-neck shirt had practically been torn in two. He mumbled under his breath 'destructive brute'. Luckily that was the only thing damaged, though his jacket was no where to be seen in the room.

Izaya slowly got up from the bed, moving awkwardly from a pain in his rear. He put on his boxers and pants. Then he scanned the room again, locking his eyes on to the closet doors this time. He walked over to the closet and slid the door open. Filling the closet were many replicates of the same white button up shirt, black vests, dresspants, and what looked like a box of bow ties. There was also a small dresser, which upon inspection seemed to be storing only leisure clothes, underwear, and socks.

Izaya looked at the shirts in the drawer, and sighed from the lack of color, they were all just white and grey, not a single color of the rainbow. He closed the drawer, and then smirked as an idea came to his head. He took one of the button up shirts of the hangers and put it on. The size was way to big for him, the bottom reached his mid thigh, and he had to role up the sleeves, but he was deciding to wear it any way. 'not like that protozoan can complain at me.' He thought as he closed the closet door.

A smell drifted to Izaya`s nose from the other side of the door. He could smell something sweet, as well as the smell of fruit. He slowly cracked open the door, and peeked out at the dining room table, where breakfast was being laid out. Izaya noticed his jacket was neatly hung on the back of one of the chairs.

The tall bottle blonde setting the table noticed as the door was cracked open, and called to the smaller man.

"You`re awake now Izaya? Come on out and eat, don`t just hide behind the door like a stalker."

Izaya looked up at the man before coming out and into the dining room. The blonde glared at Izaya as he placed the carton of orange juice on the table. Izaya saw the glare and smirked at him.

"Good morning, Shizu-chan~~" Izaya hummed.

"Why are you wearing my shirt flea?" Shizuo growled back at the man.

"Ahh, Not even a 'good morning darling', that`s so cold Shizzy." The informant teased.

"Why don`t you wear your own shirt?" He barked.

"Why? Because you tore my shirt up. Such a monsterous passion, I`m surprised the rest of my clothes actually survived."

Shizuo`s face tinted pink, making Izaya smirk once again.

"Fine, whatever. You can wear the shirt for today, but I want that back. Now eat your breakfast."

Izaya looked at the table. The silverware had been set up, there was a plate of pancakes with butter and syrup, and a small bowl of fruits. Izaya gave a mischievous smile as he glanced back up at Shizuo.

"So cute Shizu-chan~. You`re cooking for me like you`re my wife."

" But you would be the wife." Shizuo immediately replied. "right Iza-kun."

Izaya pouted at the taller man, and then silently sat down at the table to eat his breakfast. Shizuo sat in the seat to Izaya`s right and ate his food as well. Shizuo glanced over as Izaya ate his food with that pout still on his face.

"You now you only brought that on yourself for making a comment." Shizuo stated.

Izaya didn`t look up at the man as he mumbled. "stupid protozoan."

Shizuo sat back in his seat having finished his food, while Izaya poked at the fruit in his bowl.

"You should really be a little more tolerable, since today is my day off." Shizuo stated.

"and why is that?" Izaya asked irritated.

Shizuo put his hand on top of the bowl and pushed it down to the table, as his other hand combed into the raven locks and he lightly kissed the smaller mans lips, pulling his head back as Izaya released his hold on the small bowl.

"because I have the whole day free to play with you." Shizuo said with a smirk.

Izaya` s eyes were wide as he looked at the blonde, then he turned his head away stubbornly.

"Play? As if, my lower half still hurts from yesterday."

Shizuo smiled at the stubborn actions. He brought hid hand, which had been on the bowl, over to grasp Izaya`s waist. As he brought his mouth down to the ravens neck. The white shirt he had borrowed was trying to slip right off his shoulders, and it gave Shizuo better access to the pale skin. Shizuo bit down on the ravens neck, earning a light whimper. His teeth letting go of the spot on the smaller mans neck, he licked the spot, gaining another whimper from the man as he weakly tried to push Shizuo away.

Shizuo chuckled at the mans actions, sending a shiver down the mans spine. He brought his head up to nuzzle the ravens ear, getting another whimper from the man.

"Shizuo~" the smaller man whined " we just woke up."

"I know, what about it?"

Izaya squirmed around in the seat."You want to do it this early in the morning?"

"Why not?"

Izaya tried pushing Shizuo away again. "dang it! Have some self control you stupid Protozoan!"

Shizuo pulled away from the man, but didn`t remove his hands just yet. He glared at the informant, who was already glaring up at him.

"Why should I?" he asked the raven stubbornly.

"cause you`re a brutish Neanderthal who needs self discipline, that's why!"

"hmmmm…doesn't sound like a good enough reason to me."

Shizuo moved to continue his previous actons, but Izaya`s hands stopped him.

"wait! If you can hold off till this afternoon… I`ll give you a reward."

Shizuo looked at the raven questioningly. " what kind of reward?"

"uhh. "Izaya looked around the room, his genius brain failing him. "just name it." Izaya smirked. "If you can control yourself till seven thirty in the afternoon, I`ll give you whatever you want."

Shizuo looked up at the clock in the living room, it was about three thirty. Then he looked back down at Izaya.

"Fine, we can make a bet."

Izaya smirked as Shizuo pulled his hands away and fell back into his chair.

"What fun," the raven chimed.

"So what will this bet be?" the blonde asked.

"hmm…" the raven smiled "Shizuo is not allowed to do anything qualified as intimate or sexual to me till seven thirty this afternoon. If you fail to do so you have to do what ever I say for a week."

"and If I win, you have to do whatever I say, for a week?"

"Actually, for a week, the bet would have to be more challenging. So you are also not allowed to do anything violent for the whole day as well. No throwing, beating or violent or loud language."

Shizuo looked at the raven and gave a smirk as he reached out his hand. "It's a deal."

Izaya shook Shizuo`s hand, a smirk decorating his face as well.

Could Shizuo really be a completely calm, and composed, non-monster like person for an entire sixteen hours. Well only time was able to tell them now.