A/N: Ok, i'm aiming to get a new chapter up every day, or every other day. :P I hope this is ok for all the lemon yaoi fans out there ;D so uhm yeh, enjoy reading your izuo smut :3 x x

Izaya was spinning mindlessly on his chair, catching the odd glimpse of his new pc background. (The picture of Shizuo he got from Haruhi.) He sighed and came to a sudden halt, irritation filling him once again.

"Namie, you can take the rest of the day off!" He called to his overworked employee, who in return, answered his statement with a confused and worried look. She didn't like it when Izaya was nice; it always meant he was up to something. Noticing the untrustworthy look his assistant was giving him he shot one of his well known reassuring smiles (which no one ever found reassuring) and expanded, "you've been working a lot lately, and I have a few, private issues to take care of. So, if you don't mind?" He waved a lazy hand in the direction of the door.

Without another question on the matter, Namie set down the huge stack of paperwork she had previously been given, and headed for the door – before Izaya changed his mind and doubled her workload.

With her gone, Izaya pulled out his phone and flicked through his contacts. Since receiving the picture of Shizuo, Izaya had been feeling a great urge to see the toned chest of the man himself. Not only that, but he was extremely curious as to what was hidden beneath the steam and end of the photo.

"Ohaiyo~Miss Boombox~" Izaya chirped down the phone, his mood instantly lighting as he reached another step in his new goal.

"Hmm? Oh! Izaya! What is it?" Haruhi instantly asked, she really was never one for idle chit chat when it wasn't needed. "Well, I was thinking a picture's nice – but seeing things for your self is far better." Izaya smirked down the phone, knowing Haruhi would have already started devising a plan at these words. "Just seeing for yourself? That's boring."

Izaya was momentarily shocked at the response. Haruhi was a fan of him and Shizuo, right? It didn't take him too much longer to realise she wasn't saying the task was boring, but Izaya's goal itself wasn't good enough. His smirk then widened and he responded to the demanding brunette. "Your right… what do you propose we do today then?"

"I picked up this neat trick, if you get certain medicines, combined they'll make a good drug. I'm sure if I used enough they'd even work on Shizuo, then you can do what you want with him!" She responded, probably a little too excited at the idea. Izaya liked the sound of that. What would be better to step up his and Shizu-chan's little game than making Shizuo contemplate his sexuality for a bit.

With the discussion of payment out of the way, Izaya and Haruhi finished their schemes, and he let her be on her way to complete her next task.

x-x-x

'Next mission, drug and deliver Shizuo to Izaya!' Haruhi thought excitedly as she skipped down the where she remembered the nearest chemist was. She had picked up some pretty useful things from the odd clubs she joined back at school, thinking of school she should probably have called them to tell them exactly how long she would be off for? 'Ah well,' she thought, 'it doesn't matter, this is a lot more important that taking more pointless tests!'

She had managed to collect what she needed, and a few more things she thought would come in use in the future, and was currently heading off to find Shizuo. (Once she knew where he was, it was a simple task to mix all the liquids she obtained together.)

Thought after an hour had passed of aimlessly walking about she realised looking for the prey was no fun at all. Being an easily agitated girl, she flicked her cell out and dialled Izaya's number, impatiently waiting for said informant to answer.

"Ah! Haruhi-chan~ to what do I owe the pleasure?" the informants voice sang down the phone. "Shizuo Heiwajima, where is he right now?" She demanded, expecting the man to know exactly where Shizuo was at ever second of the day. "Ah, Shizzy-chan… well at this time he should be at work. I'll text you the address of a bar you should pop into, I'll leave the rest up to you~!" With a click he was off the call and had Haruhi impatiently waiting for the address of the bar where she could find Shizuo.

The text finally came through, and she wasted no time in hunting down the street.

Surprisingly, it didn't take her too long to do, (it did help that she badgered people at random to point her in the right direction every few minutes) and was soon face to face with said bar. Obviously about to wing it and expect everything to fall into place like it usually did, she entered and stalked right up to the counter.

Shizuo had had quite a number of calming days after the incident with that random girl. 'What was her problem anyway? Did Izaya really send her to do that?' He still pondered whilst cleaning out a glass with a soft white cloth. He shrugged it off never the less, neither was bothering him at the current time and that was fine with him.

He was quite happy to continue with his work, until said disturbed girl walked up to the counter. She abruptly slammed a hand down on the counter, stood on her tip toes to try and gain some height then shot out with, "when do you finish work?"

Seriously, did this girl have any sense of subtlety? "Didn't I tell you? Don't bother me!" He spat out, not caring that he was speaking harshly to a young girl, she was just as annoying as that damn flea!

"Yeh, but I ignored you," she stated bluntly, "fine, if you won't tell me I'll just hang around till you go. Give me something to drink!" She demanded firmly, agitating the bartender further. With that, she sat irritably in the bar, getting new non alcoholic, (Shizuo refused to serve her anything with alcohol in it) every so often. (She also took this opportunity to mix up her concoction when she was sure Shizuo wasn't looking.)

It seemed like an eternity for Haruhi, and would have given up and gone home if it wasn't for her fiery determination. Her patience paid off though as she noticed Shizuo quietly slip into a back room. 'Oh, trying to sneak off?' She thought, a smirk resembling Izaya's came to her face as she stood up and left the building confidently.

Just as she though, Shizuo had already began a brisk walk down the street, and she wasn't about to let him get away. Without alerting her presence she shot down the street, using her amazing running skills to close the distance between them. She reached into her pocket, deciding how exactly to get him to swallow the messed up mix of odd medicines.

"Shizuoooo!" She cried as she grabbed onto his sleeve. He turned and stomped on the cigarette he had been smoking, a clear sign he was about to lose control of his built up rage. Then an idea hit her. "Shizuo! Where do you think your going?" She asked the rhetorical question to further provoke the blond. "You need to go see Izaya right now!

This is a great chance to build your relationship!" She chimed excitedly, sharp eyes waiting for the perfect chance.

After hearing that, rage boiled over Shizuo. He hated violence, honestly he did. But after hearing that there was no way he was going to be able to contain it now, even if it meant knocking down a little girl. (He reasoned in his mind though that she was a female version of Izaya, so it was fine to do so.) "I am not in any kind of relationship with Izaya! Got that you damn-" he was half done yelling, when something was thrown down his throat. He spluttered as some sort of disgusting tasting liquid filled his mouth, spitting most out, but he couldn't help that he had ended up swallowing some of it.

He rubbed his mouth vigorously with the back of his hand, "What the heck was that you little punk?"

"They key to success." She made an odd shooting gesture, then grabbed the mans sleeve again and began guiding him down the street. "Where the hell you taking me, brat?" He spat out, trying to free his arm but to no avail. 'What's up with me? I should be able to break the grip of a teenage girl easily!' As he contemplated this, Haruhi spoke and answered it for him. "Looks like that weird drug actually worked! Izaya's gunna be so happy! Oh yeh, you won't be able to use any strength now, so don't even bother." She strutted along quite contempt as she turned a corner, dragging the blond man along behind her.

They soon cam to a halt outside quite an extravagant building of apartments, and it didn't take Shizuo long to realise whose apartment was located here.

Damn it! He inwardly cursed as he was dragged to the elevator and forced to Izaya's apartment. Apparently, Haruhi didn't care for privacy, just like Izaya. She didn't bother checking if the door was locked, simply kicked it open and stormed in dragging the drugged man and tossing him over in some random direction.

"Yahoo! Job done!" Haruhi called while waving a hand in the air at no one in particular. Izaya was rather calm, not shocked at all that Shizuo had just been thrown into his home, more shocked that Haruhi managed to do this all so quickly. Even so, the informant got up form his spot on the couch and paced over to the girl waiting to be paid for her efforts. "Good job, Haruhi-chan. You can go now; I'm going to deal with Shizu-chan." He waved her off, as she smirked then skipped merrily out of the apartment, leaving the two men alone.

"Izaya. So you are to blame for everything!" Shizuo growled, but knew he could do nothing more than sound threatening. "Now now Shizu-chan, I have no clue what you're talking about. But for a while now, I've felt the need to be entertained. And that's why you're here." His devilish smirk grew as wide as it could as he took a few steps to where Shizuo was currently situated.

"Stay away from me, flea!" he yelled taking a few precautionary steps back. Izaya didn't seem to care though; he headed to the room behind Shizuo, and grabbed his wrist along the way, forcing him to enter the room as well.

To Shizuo's dismay, he had just been placed and locked in Izaya's bedroom. He glanced around, trying desperately to look for another way out where he didn't need to punch a hole in a wall. Sadly, he couldn't find a way to escape, so was left anticipating what was next to come.

"So, Shizu-chan, lets just get straight to it." Izaya's voice drawled out like a painful torture to Shizuo as he was pushed backwards until his legs connected with the edge of the informants' bed.

He felt extremely weak as a pale slender hand pushed him down onto the bed and forced him to lye down. He inwardly sighed as the informant he loathed so much joined him on the bed and began to straddle his waist.

"Shizzy-chan, not feeling like retaliating at all?" He smirked with his toothy grin. "Good," he didn't bother waiting for a reply, "that must mean you secretly want this to happen, ne?" He teasingly rocked back and forth, causing friction to both of their clothed arousals so soon, as he traced a finger over his preys' chest.

"Fuck you Izaya, you know damn well I can barely move right now, fucking flea." Shizuo spat out as coldly as he could considering a certain area was quickly becoming accustomed to the situation. Izaya's infamous smirk grew more, deciding to ignore most of his sentence, "fuck me? Oh don't worry Shizu-chan, you'll get that chance. But tonight it's me whose gunna get the honour of taking you."

Shizuo groaned in disbelief, this was not happening! He felt two smooth hands snake under his shirt before ripping it off, hands and mouth ready to explore the new territory. Shizuo bit down on his lip to stop any sounds of weakness being released as his enemy's sharp teeth bit down into the flesh of his collar bone. After creating a small bruise, he lapped at it with his tongue, then moved onto more exposed skin to abuse.

One hand was busy scaling the toned chest underneath him, while the other found its way up to a pert nipple, deciding to explore more into Shizuo's strained reactions he tweaked it, and moved his mouth closer to where his hand was currently abusing. All the while, he kept his eyes at Shizuo's face.

His head had been thrown back, blond locks tousled, his eyes tightly screwed shut and teeth almost drawing blood from the amount of pressure he was putting on his bottom lip. Izaya smirked once more before playing more with Shizuo's body with his teeth and tongue, lazily trailing his hand down past the blonds' navel and stopping at the waistband of his trousers.

He slowly slid it along the top of the material, waiting for Shizuo to open his eyes; he wanted to see the look in his eyes more than anything when he fully exposed his supposed enemy.

That didn't take long, as after realising the embarrassing torture had stopped for a time, Shizuo slowly opened his eyes to see those crimson orbs with a glint in them. He knew he wasn't going to like what was coming next at all.

He followed where Izaya's eyes trailed to and gritted his teeth threateningly. "Izaya. Don't even think about-" He inhaled a loud gasp as Izaya ignored the start of the threat and yanked down trousers and boxers in one go. "Well, Shizzy-chan, lets get to the main event." He smirked devilishly before lowering his head down to Shizuo's semi-hard member.

Shizuo couldn't help but let out a loud moan as Izaya's mouth engulfed him, smirking all the while. His tongue traced torturously slowly along the length, before it came up to circle the head.

"Ngh! Iza-yaaahhh, your d-ah!" The moaned threats soon became incoherent as Izaya began to bob his head, taking more and more of Shizuo's length into the wet cavern. His knuckles whitened as his fists gripped the sheets underneath him. He couldn't believe what was happening! What he couldn't believe more was that he was actually enjoying this. (Though he'd never admit that to Izaya!)

Izaya noted the salty taste of pre-cum as he kept up his pace, making Shizuo get harder with every bob and flick of the tongue.

"Izaahhh, ngh!" was all the warning he needed before quickly retreating from the almost complete member and gripping it harshly, his smirk getting darker still.

Shizuo panted roughly, focusing his vision back on Izaya who had dared to start all this, then not let him have his release. "Flea!" Was the only sound he could make coherent, and just barely managed a threatening tone.

"Now don't worry Shizu-chan, there's more fun to come!" He chimed, unzipping his own pants and removing the offending garments that covered his own arousal. He slipped his hand down lower behind Shizuo, deciding to distract him by moving his mouth back to the bruised torso beneath him.

Without warning, he thrust a single digit into Shizuo's virgin hole and basked in the surprised and pained expression Shizuo adopted. Not letting the blond get used to the feeling, he began probing with it, adding a second finger and scissoring quickly.

The blond writhed in discomfort, struggling to pull away from the fingers currently abusing inside him. Izaya soon got bored, and pulled out completely, surprisingly gaining a small whimper from the untameable Heiwajima underneath him.

He positioned himself, and lowered his head down to nip at his enemy's ear. "Ready, Shizu-chan?" He cooed and thrust in carelessly resulting in a pained gasp from Shizuo, who was obviously not enjoying this.

The brunette wasn't going to be completely heartless though, he waited for Shizuo to adjust a little before beginning a slow in and out motion, not wanting to completely hurt his captive. He gave Shizuo a passionate kiss as a way to distract him, plunging faster into Shizuo now.

His moans were muffled by the kiss Izaya had started as he began to enjoy the feeling. 'No! I am definitely not gay!' Shizuo thought to himself, though his current position really disagreed with that.

"Ah…!" the contemplating blond suddenly broke the kiss, as a half gasp half pleasured moan emitted his bruised lips. 'Found it.' Izaya thought happily to himself, aiming for that sweet bundle of nerves again.

The sweat on both their brows rose, causing their hair to stick to their foreheads. More loud moans of pleasure filled the air, and sweet nothings were gasped to each other. Shizuo in complete ecstasy at his prostate being abused continuously, and Izaya thriving in pleasure as Shizuo's walls were clamped around his arousal.

It wasn't long after until Shizuo once again called out Izaya's name as he came – being denied his release once before – and Izaya followed soon after, having the added pressure on his member take him over the edge. Both were thrown into complete bliss, then collapsed entirely in a panting heap trying to regain their lost breath.

Izaya slipped out of Shizuo and rolled off of his, carefully stealing glances of said blond man. Shizuo was still recovering form their affairs, and trying to figure out why the heck it had all happened!

He had the unbearable urge to drift off to sleep, but refused to stay in that room a minute longer. With that decided he staggered up and retrieved his clothes, carelessly throwing them on.

Izaya watched half amused at the blonds attempts of leaving briskly. He found it even more amusing when Shizuo completely collapsed, was he really that tired after having sex? He shook his head at that, the Shizuo he knew would probably be able to handle a lot more… must have been whatever Suzumiya gave him earlier. He smirked lazily to himself once more before getting his own clothes and setting to work.

x-x-x

Shizuo opened bleary eyes, the sun nearly blinding him. It was now 10 am; luckily he didn't have work today. Just what happened last night that made him so damn exhausted? And why the heck did his ass hurt so much?

He didn't want to think of the reasons too much, but undoubtedly knew Izaya was the person to blame.

A/N: Next time! A little somethign form Shizuo's point of view. He really does feel like someones always watching him ;) x x Sneak Preview will be up shortly. (less smut next chpter D:)