A/N: Ok, so I wasn't sure if I should make a second chapter to this, but obviously I did anyway, ^^ and I plan on having at least 3 chapters of this story.

If characters are a little OOC then please forgive me T_T I haven't got much sleep lately..

Right, Warnings: slight OOC (I think), slightly drunk!Izaya, Yaoi,

You've been warned.

Disclaimer: I clearly own nothing but the plot of the story. ^^


Chapter Two: And I'll Have Regrets As Well

It had been almost a week since Shizuo last saw Izaya. While walking through the streets of Ikebukuro with his employer, he couldn't get the informants questions out of his head.

"Do you.. you know. Have any.. regrets?"

"Do you love me?"

'Why the hell would he ask that?' Shizuo thought, placing a cigarette between his lips and pulling a lighter out of his pocket. 'That flea's up to something. He just wants to mess with me.'

"Everything ok today Shizuo?" Tom asked when he looked over his shoulder, "You've been acting a little odd all week."

"Yeah, I'm fine.. I think." He responded, inhaling before blowing the smoke in the air.

"Do you need to quit early for today? We've gotten a lot done already, I'm sure we can finish tomorrow." His friend showed geniuine concern for the blonde.

Shizuo felt a vibrate coming from his phone, "Um, yeah. I'm sure I'll get this all sorted out by tomorrow. Sorry Tom." With that Shizuo pulled out his phone and turned away from the other.

"Yeah?" He answered his cell phone.

"Shizu-chan~" sang a familiar voice, "Where are you? I figured you'd be home by now, do you know what time it is?"

Shizuo let out a long sigh, looking at his watch he realized that it had been a lot later than he thought, 8:00pm, "What are you doing at my house Izaya?" he asked.

There was a moment of silence before he got his answer, "..I wanted to see you Shizu-chan," Shizuo was quick to notice the change of tone in Izaya's voice, "Is that ok?" Something was definitely wrong, Izaya never asked if it was ok to visit when he did.

"Sure, I'll be there soon." Shizuo closed his phone and started walking home.

Izaya had decided on patiently waiting next to the front door of Shizuo's apartment, all the while thinking of the person who lived in it. He hadn't expected much from Shizuo when it came to reading signs and body language, but surely the protozoan knows how Izaya feels about him right? Confessing love and feelings to an individual isn't necessarily one of Izaya's strong points. Sure he had claimed to love the human race, but it wasn't the love he felt towards Shizuo. "You piss me off." Those were the blonde's first words to him back in highschool. Why? What had he done to Shizuo? He had felt nothing but admiration towards him when they first met, which later turned into attraction, but Shizuo still kept hating him, so Izaya just played along in the hate game, as long as he could be on the brute's mind, he was satisfied.

It wasn't until a month or so ago that Izaya realized that there was more than just hatred coming from Shizuo. 'He caught me. He could've killed me, but he kissed me instead.' Then their mutual bonding had started. 'But he still doesn't love me.." Izaya thought.

He had been so focused on his thoughts that he wasn't even aware of Shizuo's presence until said person cleared his throat. "Ah, there you are Shizu-chan~" Izaya put on a smile and walked into the small apartment once the door had been unlocked.

"So why'd you wanna come here?" The bodyguard asked, putting out a cigarette.

"Thought we could spend some time together, you know, have a drink, chat, watch a movie or something."

"Hmm." Shizuo walked into the kitchen and started looking around in the fridge.

"Are you going to make me something too?" The informant asked, watching the other.

"..What do you want?" Shizuo sighed, something about this made him regret letting the raven inside.

A few hours later, Shizuo found himself sitting on the couch, counting how many glasses and beer cans were on the floor and end table. Five? Seven? And how many had been Izaya's? Just three, he noticed. Meanwhile Izaya had been ranting about work. 'He sure is talkitive when he's a little drunk.. but then again when does he ever stop talking?'

"Hey!" Izaya had decided to raise his voice, startling the blonde, "I have a question.." The way he said it made it sound more like a warning.

"What?" Shizuo had noticed a light pink tint painted on Izaya's cheeks.

"Why.. Why don't you love me?" The informant moved closer to Shizuo, eyes never once leaving his own.

"You shouldn't ask people questions like that Izaya.."

"But I love you-!" he raised his voice.

The sudden confession had shocked Shizuo more than it should have, sure there have been signs indicating that Izaya really liked him, but teasing is in his nature. There was no way for the ex-bartender to be sure, "Y-you do?" his eyes widened as well as Izaya's crimson ones,

"You mean you didn't know?" He backed off from the sofa, stumbling a bit as he did so, "I knew you've always been a bit slow, but I thought I've made it quiet obvious! What with the constant calling, and 'stalking' as you've called it, and all the time that we've spent together and you just thought it was for nothing? I know I love the whole human race but they're nothing but predictable beings. But you.. You're something else Shizuo." he ranted. His look soon turned into one of sorrow once he sat back down, "But I hate it.. I hate that I feel this way towards you. Because you're the one person whose mind I have no control over. I can't manipulate you, so I can never make you mine. Ironic isn't it? The one person I actually want to be with is the one person I can't control, it's like a form of karma for all I've done."

If Shizuo had ever been surprised at Izaya before, it was nothing compared to this. 'All this time..' He thought, watching the informant stare at the ground, 'All this time and I thought he was just messing with me for his own gain.'

Izaya looked over to see that Shizuo was still staring at him with a shocked expression, "Heh, who am I kidding? I wouldn't expect you to understand.. I don't really understand it myself. I mean, why you?" He clenched his fists, "Why you? Wh-!" Izaya was cut off when a pair of lips were pressed against his own. It was gentle but reassuring before it became more desperate and passionate.

'I'm getting in way over my head here, something about this still isn't right!' Shizuo suddenly pulled away.

"Shizuo?" Izaya slurred once the blonde had pulled away from him.

"No, not like this Izaya." He shook his head, looking away.

"Not like what?" Izaya continued to move closer to Shizuo.

"Not this.. You.. The state you're in right now. It just isn't right."

Something inside the informant tried to understand what he was saying, but he had no room to argue, "I see. Fine then." he yawned, resting his head on the shoulder next to him.

"Izaya-"

"What? Is this not right either?" the tired raven mumbled.

Shizuo smiled, "No it's alright," he placed both hands under the informant to lift him up off the couch, "but you're sleeping in the bed." he began to carry him.

"Fine by me.." Izaya yawned again.

Once placed in the bed, Shizuo turned to leave when he heard the other mumble again, "..you're sleeping in the bed too ya know." he turned to see crimson eyes staring back at him still half lidded.

"I didn't hear a please in there." Shizuo smirked, moving towards the bed.

"You don't need one."

"Fair enough," He joined Izaya and immediately felt him curl up on his chest, "'Night."


A/N (again): I'm sorry for the crappy ending to this chapter! T_T I really wasn't sure how to finish it XD

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