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Akai Mu Tsuki: Yeah! Izaya should really realize that he loves Shizu-chan! I demand for the author of this fic to rewrite everything! ... Hey, wait, that's me. :D Glad you liked it! Here's the next chapter!
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The reason I hate you
Lust
Izaya's POV
I decided to hire a new gardener.
I hired a young teenage girl named Sonohara Anri. When I first met her, I thought she was annoying. That shy personality, that meek appearance... It was all fake, wasn't it? I learned quite a few things about her. She's an orphan. She's currently living with family friends who are rarely home. And she wanted a job. So I decided to be a nice person and hire her.
But I kind of regret it.
When I came home from work today, I found Shizuo in the garden. Again. But this time, he wasn't alone. He was chatting with the girl. I hated the sight.. He looked happy, happier than he ever was with me. The expression on his face was so gentle and kind. His voice was soft and loving. His stunning honey colored eyes followed the girl's every step. How come Shizuo never talked to me like that? How come he never looked at me like that? I wanted to reach out and grab him, to get him away from Anri. But I couldn't do it. I just watched them from the shadows as they enjoyed their time together.
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"You really have to do something about those stupid mood swings." I looked up when Namie walked into my office. "What do you mean?" I asked, filing my nails with my flickblade. "I mean, you're serious one day, goofy the next, and just a plain moron." Namie huffed, giving me a stern look. "For the CEO of such a famous brand, you should start acting more professionally." "You're right, sorry." I said, dropping my knife onto my desk. "What do you want from me?" I sat up properly and cupped my hands on the desk, trying to look important like all the big business tycoons in the movies. Namie rolled her eyes. "That lady who you blew off last name... Sachihana Akiko, would like another lunch meeting with you." she told me. "Did you tell her I was busy?" I asked. "Nope. I told her you said you would go." Namie smiled. That bitch. "But I don't want to." I said. "Look, this is important. It's just a business meeting, okay? You do want your company to stay at the top, don't you?" "This is some kind of revenge for the other day, hmm?" I asked. "Of course it is." Namie said. She should really do something about her honesty. "Anyways, it's on Friday, April 2nd..." My mind blocked out whatever she said. It wasn't important to me right now. "By the way, Shiki-san would like to request a meeting with you too." My ears perked up when I heard her say that. "Shiki-san? The executive for Awakusu-kai?" I asked. "Yeah, him. You know you shouldn't get involved in people like him, right?" Namie said. I laughed. "Shiki-san is merely a friend. We're not involved in anything else." I told her. "Which day does he want?" "He said he wanted to see you later today." Namie frowned, but decided not to question me. "Alright. Tell him I'll be free at six for dinner." I said. Namie nodded and left the room. Shiki of Awakusu-kai. He was an executive for the yakuza.. The two of us used to have a sexual relationship with no strings attached. Then he decided to get married, and, well, let's just say we decided to be friends and only friends. "What does he want from me?" I wondered as I got up from my comfortable revolving chair. Not that it mattered. Shiki never gave me trouble. That was why I liked him so much.
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When I got home at 3:00 PM, I was greeted by the usual servants. I decided to just go straight to bed, since I wasn't planning on doing anything for the rest of the day. When I passed the storage room, I heard some familiar voices. "O-ouch!" Was that Sonohara Anri? "S-sorry, are you okay?" That was definitely Shizuo. "Y-yes, I'm fine..." Yes, that was Anri all right. What were they doing in there? "Should I stop?" Shizuo asked. "It would be kind of inconvenient, though..." Anri whispered. "Oh... you're right. I'll try to be gentler..." Shizuo mumbled. Anri screamed from some kind of pain. They had better not be doing what I think they're doing! "What's going on?" I threw open the door to the storage room. Two pairs of innocent eyes stared at me. Shizuo and Anri sat on cardboard boxes. Shizuo was holding a bottle of alcohol in one hand, and a small ball of cotton in the other. Anri just sat there, holding her right hand out. "I-I accidentally cut my finger while I was trimming the bushes..." she said shyly. "Heiwajima-san is helping me clean the cut..." I sighed in relief. "Oh, okay. You guys were just making some really interesting sounds, that's all..." I told them. Anri thought for a second and then blushed. She hid her face behind her hands. Meanwhile, Shizuo sat there was a dumb look on his face. "Interesting sounds?" he asked me. I swear, that protozoan is beyond dense. He's just plain stupid! "Never mind." I told him. "Anyways, you should go home, Anri-chan." "Alright, excuse me." Anri got up from her seat and bowed to me. "Thank you, Heiwajima-san." she mumbled right before she ran out of the room. "Did I do something wrong?" Shizuo asked, looking at the door she ran through. I decided to ignore the question. "Why are you in the storage room anyways?" I asked. "I couldn't find anything to clean her finger with, and she told me that soap and water wasn't enough to clean the wound properly. Shinra told me that I could just clean cuts using alcohol, but I couldn't find that either. But then a servant told me that we had some in here, so..." Shizuo began to explain. "Oh? Were you going to do dirty things to Anri-chan?" I asked him. He looked at me blankly. "Dirty things?" he questioned. I seriously can't believe what I'm hearing. There he is, a 24-year old man, and he couldn't understand what any 15-year old could? "Yeah, you know... like... touching." I said. "... I touched her hand to clean the finger." he said dumbly. I nearly started laughing. "Well then, why don't I just tell you want I'm talking about?" I walked over to him and plopped down on his lap. "Hey! Flea, what are you doing?" Shizuo began to freak out. "Calm down." I shushed him by pressing a finger against his lips. He fidgeted a little, but sat still. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and brought my lips to his ear. "When I said dirty things..." I whispered breathing into it. "I meant doing things like this." I nipped his ear. He flinched, and I began to lick the shell of his ear, slowly running my tongue along it. " And when I said touching..." my hands slid down to his crotch. "I meant touching you here." I gently squeezed it, and was pleasantly surprised to feel it hardening at my touch. "S-stop it, this is weird..." Shizuo growled softly. "Oh? But you're blushing, Shizu-chan. I think you like it." I chuckled, admiring how his face flushed red as soon as I began to massage the bulge in his slacks. "Hmm, I think I like it too." I smiled at the warmth that spread through my body and down to my arousal. I changed my position so I could wrap my legs around his waist, and pulled myself closer to his body so that my own aroused length would rub against his. I pressed my forehead against his and stared into his intense amber eyes. "Does it feel good, Shizu-chan?" I asked as I began to move against him, sliding my clothed erection against his. He bit his lip, as if to hold back from something. "Does it feel good?" I repeated, nipping his jaw line. "Answer me, protozoan." "Y-yeah..." he gasped out, throwing his head back and exposing his neck to me. I planted small, feathery kisses down his neck and bit his collarbone, which made him moan in what I think was pleasure. "Say, Shizu-chan, are you a virgin?" I asked, stroking his face. "Virgin...?" He panted. "Have you had sex before?" I asked. "Nnngh..." he groaned as I began to grind into him. "Well, Shizu-chan?" I teased, licking his neck and sucking on the skin. "N-no..." he admitted. Ha. No wonder why he was so sensitive to my touches. I began to undo his tie. After I yanked the annoying article off of him, my hands worked their way to his chest, undoing the buttons to his white dress shirt. Just as I managed to slip the first button through the hole, I felt two rough hands shove me away. I landed on my ass on the floor. Shizuo stood up, his arm held over his eyes to cover them. "Sorry." He muttered, stiffly walking out of the room. I sat there on the floor, staring at the doorway like Shizuo did when Anri left. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?"
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"So what upset you?" I looked up from my grape wine at the man who asked the question. "What do you mean, Shiki-san?" I asked, although I knew exactly what he meant. Since he was an expert in body language, he could tell anyone's emotions just by observing their actions. "You've been jabbing at the table for over ten minutes now." Shiki informed me. I looked down at my hand, and saw my finger unconsciously prodding at the table. I quickly stopped. "It's nothing." I told him, flashing him a quick smile. Shiki looked amused. "Do you take me for a fool, Orihara-san?" he asked. "Of course not. I never have, and I never will." I shook my head. "Anyways, why did you want to see me today?" Shiki smiled his secretive smile. "Business." he simply said. I felt my lips curl up. "Business? What kind?" I asked and leaned forward, rising from my seat. "Not the kind you'd hope for it to be, I'm afraid."" Shiki replied, and I instantly sat back down. "Pfft, boring." I pouted, and crossed my arms over my chest like a child. Shiki chuckled. "Orihara-san, why don't you consider being Awakusu-kai's informant again?" he asked, straight to the point. I raised an eyebrow. "I thought I told you I wasn't going into shady business anymore." I crossed my legs and shifted my position so that I could feel more comfortable. "You've always been quite shady, whether you're a normal businessman or not." Shiki pointed out, and I laughed. "Alright, you have a point. But why do you want me to be an information broker again, Shiki-san?" I asked curiously. "It's nothing complicated. All I can say is that our current informant is absolutely horrible. Worthless." Shiki answered. I smiled. "Well, I'll be willing to do it... if you're willing to give me what I want..." I leaned forward again. This time, Shiki leaned forward as well. "And what would that be?" he asked. "Or is it what I think it is?" I chuckled. "Let's go party. At a bar. I want to fill myself up with alcohol right now." Like hell I was going to have sex with Shiki again. He's a married man. Cheating is unacceptable.
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Hours later, I stumbled into my house. "Izaya-sama!" servants rushed to aid me, attempting to help me stand up properly. I giggled. "Oh, you guys are so sweet, you know?" I reached up and lightly patted one of the servant's face. "W-were you out drinking, Izaya-sama?" he asked, clearly startled by my actions. "Hmmmmmm? Nooooo, I don't driiiiiiink." I slurred, flopping down and giving my servants a harder time. "Move." they were shoved away from me, and I began to fall. Strong arms prevented my body from touching the floor. "Shiiiiizu-chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!" I squealed, wrapping my arms around my blonde butler's neck. "What the hell are you doing, flea?" Shizuo growled, trying to remove my arms. "What do you think? I wanna cuddle wit' cha." I tightened my grip and nuzzed my nose in the crook of his neck. So warm and cozy... "You're drunk." Shizuo said suddenly. "Noooooo? Why would you think I'm drunk, silly Shizu-chaaaan?" I drawled. "Because you're speaking like that, louse." Shizuo snorted. He lifted me up from the floor and literally flung me over his shoulder. "Heeeeeeeeeey? Shizu-chaaan, where we goin'?" I asked. "To your room." Shizuo replied. "Whaaat? Whyyy?" I protested, lightly pounding his back. "So you can go to bed and then wake the hell up from whatever you're dreaming of right now." the protozoan said. How mean. I pouted. "Noooo, I'm so totally awake, Shizu-chan~ Lemme go, it's no fun when I go to sleep!" Shizuo ignored me, and continued to carry me to my room. "Shizu-chan!" I wailed as he kicked open the door to the bedroom. He dropped me onto my bed, and I immediately sank into the soft silk covers. "Shizu-chan?" I murmured. "Shut up, louse. Where do you keep your night clothes?" He asked, looking around the room. "Top drawer." I mumbled, too tired to fight, but too awake to sleep. He opened the drawers and picked out a random t-shirt and shorts. "Waaaait, Shizu-chan, no one wears shorts to sleeeeeep." I called to him. "Then don't put them inside of your drawer." Shizuo glowered at me. He walked over to the bed. "Take off your clothes and put this on." he tossed the clothes next to me. "Nooo, Shizu-chan, too tired. You do it for me..." I picked the t-shirt up and dropped it back onto the bed. "What? Stupid son of a- do it yourself!" Was Shizuo blushing now? "I'm sleepy..." I don't even care if he's blushing. I'm not stripping myself... "Just help me, Shizu-chan..." The blonde let out a small choking noise as he reached down and pulled me up so that I was sitting. He removed my shoes (they were still on?), then my blazer, then my tie, and finally began to take off my red button-down. "Ne, Shizu-chan, let's finish where we started earlier." I pushed him down onto the bed. "What are you doing?" He asked, staring at me with wide eyes. "Nothing." I said innocently, pushing open his butler jacket. I pulled off his tie and literally ripped open his shirt, not caring about his protests. I admired his toned chest. "Someone's been working out." I giggled, climbing on top of him. "It's sexy." "God, fucking stop it, Izaya..." Shizuo tried to push me off, but I just clung onto him. I licked the side of his neck, then bit down on the chosen area. I began to suck harshly, bruising his lovely neck. "Why? We were having so much fun before, Shizu-chan." I whispered between sucks. "Because... this is... really wrong!" Shizuo gasped out when I clamped down on him with my canine teeth. "It's not wrong at all..." I tried to convince him, but I could tell he wasn't buying it. "Of course it is..." he hissed. "Who cares?" I decided not to argue with him. I reached down and grabbed his crotch. "I want this in me, and and I want it now. So shut up and don't resist me." my right hand worked on taking off his trousers, and my left hand decided to continue teasing him. I tugged his boxers down to free his shaft from captivity. My lips lowered to his arousal. "You're big." I commented, giving his length an experimental lick. Shizuo shuddered with delight. I smirked and licked his cock again, slowly running my tongue up to the pink head. I looked up at him with hazy eyes, and he looked away, blushing furiously. My licks became sucks, and he began to twitch. "S-stop!" Much to my surprise, Shizuo pulled away, stopping my actions once again. "What is it now, Shizu-chan?" I snapped, wiping my mouth with the sleeve of my half unbuttoned shirt. Seriously, I was rejected by this man twice in one day! Unacceptable! "You're... my master. And this should be saved for the person you actually want to do it with." the fucking protozoan replied, already sliding his boxers on and reaching for his pants. "As if that ever stopped you from throwing things at me and trying to kill me." I glowered at him, but decided not to bother harrassing him. "You... you'll find someone a lot better than me." he said lamely. What, is this moron breaking up with me or something? We're not even together! It would have been a one time thing! There's nothing to lose! "Wait, he's a virgin." I realized as he slipped his shirt and jacket on. He grabbed his tie and left the room without a word. I sat there on my bed, staring at my wall.
Fuck, what the hell?
Why do I feel so disappointed?
What was I trying to accomplish?
Where did I even get an idea like that?
I took off my shirt and changed into the t-shirt that had been forgotten about. Screw wearing pants. I took off my slacks and kicked the rest of my clothes off the bed and onto the floor. As I snuggled into my warm covers, I silently seethed in anger.
I hate him.
I hate that man.
I hate Heiwajima Shizuo.
I hate him because he's a monster and a jerk.
Jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk, jerk.
I stopped repeating the words in my head. I didn't want that word to become my mantra or something. I sighed in irritation and hugged one of the pillows on the bed. "Shizu-chan." I said, as if he was right next to me. "I hate you, Shizu-chan. You're so mean. So cruel, and so inhuman. No one is ever going to fall for you." I realized that sleep was starting to take over because of the alcohol I had earlier with Shiki. As I closed my eyes, I thought to myself, "I hate you, Heiwajima Shizuo, because you're the first person to ever reject me..."
Awww, poor Izaya ; A ; He couldn't get laid.
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