A bit of a filler chapter I'm afraid guys. ^^'

Warning: This is an AU fanfic. Also contains OOC, slight yaoi, abuse and possibly sexual themes later on.

Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara! or it's characters. They belong to Narita Ryohgo.
Reviews are welcome.

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Chapter 3- Sharing is caring

Shizuo woke with a yawn. He took a quick glance at his alarm clock as he lazily rolled over.

Shit! I'm late for work!
... Wait. I don't have work today. Why did I try and wake up early? Oh... right.

Shizuo clambered out of his bed and headed out of his bedroom to where his 'guest' was.

I hope he didn't go out and have a threesome with God knows who. Actually, he probably went further than a threesome...

The couch, where Izaya slept, was currently absent from a short, raven-haired man. The blankets and pillows were scattered everywhere. Shizuo let out a small, frustrated sigh. Then it came to his attention of something cooking. He looked over to the kitchin area, to find Izaya prodding the contents of a saucepan, while humming a tune to himself. Izaya seemed to of sensed he was being watched, for he spun round. At the sight of Shizuo, he broke into a sleepy grin.

"Good morning, Shizu-chan~ Sleep well?" He asked, turning back to the saucepan.
"Uhhh... I guess. Anyway, since when could you use my stuff?"
"Well, can you cook?"
"No, but-"
"Exactly."

Toast popped up from the toaster, Izaya tossed it onto a plate and buttered it quickly, he then, more carefully, placed the fried egg he was cooking on top. He handed the plate to Shizuo.

"Here~ I would've added bacon and stuff, but there wasn't any." Izaya said.
"Thanks. Aren't you going to eat?"
"Already ate."

Shizuo sat down and tucked in greedily, he was hungrier than he realised. Izaya watched with curiosity.

"How was it? You haven't got food poisoning or anything?" He asked, when Shizuo finished.
"It was fine. I didn't know you could cook, Izaya." Shizuo replied.
"You never asked, Shizu-chan. But I haven't done it in a while, so I started with something basic."

Izaya walked back over to the couch, or rather, his bed.

"Hey Shizu-chan. When do I get my own bed?"
"You do."
"I don't mean this! I mean a proper bed!"
"There's only my bed."
"Can I sleep in it?"
"No!"
"Why?"
"I sleep in there, idiot!"
"Sharing is caring, Shizu-chan! Didn't your mother ever teach you that?"
"We are not sharing the same bed!"
"But-"
"No buts! You sleep on the couch."

Izaya let out a loud, over-dramatic sigh. He wriggled into the blankets and fluffed the pillows.

"I'm going to bed, well, couch really." He said, clearly still annoyed.
"Bed, already? Didn't you just wake up? It's still the morning." Shizuo asked.
"Didn't sleep well, Shizu-chan. Need some more beauty sleep~" Izaya murmered, rolling over.

Shizuo was almost glad. If Izaya was going to be sleeping, he wouldn't be wreaking havoc, giving Shizuo a chance to go out without worrying.

"Ok then," Shizuo said. "If you're going to be sleeping, I'm gonna go out. Is that Ok with you?"
"Whatever, Shizu-chan. Although, if you're going out, buy me more of that sushi. The fatty tuna. I might be very hungry when I wake up." Izaya sounded like he was half awake.
"Fine. Don't break shit or have a threesome when I'm gone."
"A threesome? With who~?" Izaya turned over to face Shizuo with a sweet smile.
"Dunno. But, apparently, you seem able to bring back who you want, when you want."
"I only ever bring sexy back, Shizu-chan. But that's just natural talent." Izaya said in a mischievous tone.
"Ugh... you're like an annoying little insect. You're a little blood-sucking flea, Izaya."
"Sure, sure, Shizu-chan~ Now go get me some sushi!" Izaya pointed towards the front door of the appartment.
"Watch it... Flea." Shizuo growled, as he stepped outside.

A/n: Moral of this chapter is that if you do not let Izaya share your bed, he will either give you a moral or sleep in your bed anyway.

Remember guys: SHARING IS CARING!