…. Ohhhhhhhhhhh! *irritated with myself*

So, this is the next chapter. Uh, I wanna cry. I was having some difficulty again and causing this chapter became different from my main idea… *cry*

And thank you for everyone that reviewing last time, Akai Mu Tsuki, Angel M Demon, and The Fujoshi. Love your reviews! And also for everyone that faving and adding this story to story alert, thank you so much! *kiss and hug you all!*

Disclaimer: I am noooottt own theeemmm~ it's still sad but It's okay~ Celty-san would like to drove my to college with her black bike~ /in my dreams

This time we'll be serving you a lemon cake~ Please take your time and taste it~

DUAKK

Shizuo: Wh-what? I was just trying to slice the cake and this fucking weak table just crushed on itself!

Izaya : Shizu-chan, Shizu-chan~ M.o.n.s.t.e.r. *poke Shizuo's cheek with cream*

Shizuo: IZAYAKUUUNNNNNNNN!

….Fine, let's just left our butlers alone and have a new lemon cake~

Please enjoy~ *I really hope you enjoy this one… TvT*

Chapter 4

Shizuo POV

Still Sunday, August 13th 2011

".. What are you doing here, Shizu-chan?"

…. Good question. What am I doing in my best enemy's apartment? Oh, right! Try to feel his hair.

…..

NO! It is definitely not that!

"I'll ask you once more, Shizu-chan, what the hell are YOU doing here?"

Okay, today has already been a fucking bad day and now he's starting a fight. Just splendid. Maybe I'll try to grab some street si—Damn it! I don't have anything to defend myself. The sofa. Yeah, I'm so smart! Great and then I'm gonna wreck his place and this pest'll make sure I'm paying for it. Greedy bastard.

"Listen flea, I didn't come here to fight!"

"Then..?"

He's.. strange. He's not usually this serious. He's always been the talkative one and should be mocking me whenever he sees me. But he's not, now. He's all nervous and uncomfortable. Like a frightened little black cat. I can even imagine there's a pair of nekomimi between his hair and a long-black-wagging-tail with crimson ribbon attached on it. So much cuteness. I wanna bring him home. Feed him and..

….

SINCE WHEN DID I HAVE SUCH A FETISH!

"Err, I just have a job for you, I guess this is a job that only you can do it."

Eh?

His. His face is so damn red. A-am I doing something weird? I still wear my clothes and all. The pants all zipped up so nothing would come out from it. Beside there's nothing wrong with my buddy down there, he's sleeping already. Weird. I don't understand.

"… I can't do it.."

Now he's letting me to see his back. That's not some good manner, flea. You must see your other party's eyes while talking, not giving your ass out. Even though it looks really beautiful. Oh, shit. That expired cola earlier must be messing with my brain. Yes, that must be it. Hah! It's not that sexy, Shizuo. It's just not like the damn fiction said. A fiction is NOT based on true story. Wait, what if that woman had come and touched it? Oh, come on! How should I worried about that, hahaha! Silly me.

" Can't do it? Listen here, flea. I'm asking you, properly, and you don't even give a fuck about it?"

"….."

"OY!"

A vein popped out on my forehead.

"…. Pfff—ne, ne, Shizu-chan, getting so steamy in this beautiful night isn't healthly you knooow~"

What the?

Mood swing, eh?

I don't know a flea could PMS too. Nature sure is dangerous. Just after a sudden silence, turning his back on me, and now, he's letting me to see his signature smirk, careful it's super annoying. And by 'annoying', I really meant it, let's see, it's on the same level at that talked tangerine with a disturbing human eye and mouth (yes, especially the mouth, I was feeling like stuffing those vending machines on its creepy mouth) on Youtube that Celty showed me a week ago. Ah, but Izaya has a better appearance and not quite orange-ish, so I guess he's not that annoying.

Hey, I'm not defending him against the tangerine bastard, his smirk is still annoying.

"Shut your mouth. I'll pay for it."

"Oooh, Shizu-chan is rich! Well, well, let me tell you, any help from me cost a lot~"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, just get down to the business."

"I'm listening~"

Yeah, you should be. Because this jerk you have to find is going to regret messing with me. But, geez, stop staring like that with your eyes. Somehow, they inviting. Inviting me to touch you. More that just your smooth raven hair. I want to feel you more.

…

Ohhh, concentration , Shizuo.

Ah, I'm feeling like pinning him to the bed and then rip off his furred jacket and his black v-neck so I could see his bare.. skin.

Wow, this is just a great idea. My brain is just thinking something incredibly noble.

Cool.

Fuck.

I brushed my hair for the sake of confusion and nervousness, then begin to explain, " I need you to search for this person, I only know of her e-mail." I was talking without making an eye contact to him. But I curious if he's still listening me or not, so I straightened my face.

I did so.

And he just startled after I said that.

I really don't know why. But I'm sure he has something on his mind. Am I missing something? Hey, I haven't even told him the e-mail yet. I tch-ed and half-shouted him whether I could continue or not. He just averted his eyes and gave a single nod. His cheeks looked pinkish. It's not usual but he's still cute. Eh, p please forget what I just said. I was just kidding, haha! Funny right? Right? Say it's funny or I'll make you eat my hand.

Beside his pinkish cheek, that looks cu-, I mean crazy, his eyebrows frowned and he's a little bit sweating. I wonder what's on his mind, am I starting to frightened him? Finally? Hah! I guess I am.

" Hhh, okay flea, her e-mail is.. uh, let me remember it. Oh, rikachi—"

"You READ it?"

"Huh?"

What? Read what? What is he implying about? I was just telling him that he need to find this rikachi-something's identity, because she… OOOH! SHIT!

" IT'S YOUUUUU!"

It's him! The sender is him! How could he know! He know about the fucking e-mail! He must be the sender! He must be playing prank on my e-mail again like last time! His fucking juic-, no, his fucking lips! Damn it! How couldn't I think faster? But, I really don't know he has a sick hobby like this.

"NO! IT'S NOT SHIZU-CHAN!"

He dared deny it! Now my blood boiled, and I felt some vein popped out on my forehead and neck.

"YOU FLEEE—"

"LISTEN, Shizu-chan! It's not me okay!"

He is raising his hand in surrender pose, his eyes.. Giving the look that he's worried, nervous, fear, and embarrassed. So darn embarrassed, you can even see his ears turning red as he turned his face to his side and put down his hands. What is he embarrassing about?

"Then? How do you fucking know about that!"

I settled down a bit. There's still anger left but it's been replaced by something different. Embarrassment. Thinking he knew about the e-mail and of course, it's God forsaken content, just making me like a steamed lobster. I facepalmed to hide that from the flea, and gritted my teeth, showing the flea that I don't really, and for God sake I AM NOT enjoying the fact.

".. I apparently knew.."

We're avoiding eye contact, my face hasn't cooled off.

And I can't stand it.

"THEN WHY DON'T YOU KILLED HER ALREADY!"

"I want to, Shizu-chan!"

"THEN? WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?"

"It's DOTACHIN's pet, okay? It'll be a whole mess, you protozoan brute!"

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"It's Karisawa Erika. Dotachin's pet. The otaku girl. Remember?"

"That bitch! Sh-SHE MADE ME FUCKING YOU IN THAT STORY!"

"I KN— WHAT?"

"Don't 'what' me! You knew, right? You must've.."

"WAIT! You? Having sex with me? And I'm on the bottom position?"

"Y-yes.. Huh? OF COURSE you be the bottom, you louse! What else?"

" I should've TOPPING Shizu-chan instead!"

"WH—DON'T YOU DARE TOPPING ME WITH THAT BODY OF YOURS!"

"Hah! Of course, Shizu-chaaan~ What do you expect! I AM capable of doing that!"

"Oh, no, flea. YOU DON'T! I'll be the one sticking my cock on your ass!"

"Shizu-chan, Shizu-chan~ Your language, please~ What if some innocent children are eavesdropping us? Anyway, you're definitely wrong about that, I AM TOPPING YOU!"

"NO, YOU'RE NOT, BASTARD!"

"Yes, I am, SHI. ZU. CHAN!"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?"

"Nothing wrong, I'm just fucking you, Shizu-chan~"

"SHIT, YOU'RE NOT!"

"YES, I AM! "

"NO!"

"YES!"

"DEFINITELY NOT!"

"Yes, indeed!"

"OHH, JUST SHUT UP!"

We just managed to stop. We shared a very lovely glare maybe if we do that in the street everyone just turn away and crying. The children would wet their pants. And at the same time we are trying to catch our breath after a meaningless- NO! It's not a meaningless argue! I am topping Izaya!

Arrrghh!

Can't stand it, beat him to the ground and make him realize he can't topping me!

"IZAYAAAAAAAAAAA-KUNNNNNNNNNNN!"

I don't care. I just don't care anymore. Go on and charge me after this, you flea! I'm grabbing your work desk and make sure this'll hit you and make you kiss your own floor. And then I'm gonna show you who's topping who.

"Oh, no, not in my place Shizu-chan!"

Shit, it looks like he's more prepared than I think he would. I went on rage and threw the desk in his direction. I really hope it'll hit him. Stopping his movement. But, WHY THE HELL IT DIDN'T? Fuckingly he managed to duck it and jump on me, of course he's armed with his not-so-unfamiliar flickblade. While the table stroke the big window and fell down from the building. I wondered if it could kill someone, but I have a more interesting situation here. No time for thinking about the expensive look desk with a PC attached on it. Oh, this must've charge me a lot. Then he stretched his arm as I took a back step. He grabbed my shoulder with his free hand. Intending to make me fall on the floor while he himself hasn't landed properly yet, and then be-topping me.

"I got you, Shizu-chan~"

Situation report: He's armed, he's smirking annoyingly, he's panting a bit, HE'S SITTING ON MY STOMACH, and of course pointing his flickblade on my face. After digesting the situation, my hand just automatically running into the flea's belly. Just in case, a self defense for fleas.

He's choked on the act and threw his face on my chest, dropping his blade then clenching my shirt and his stomach instead.

"No, you're not. I got YOU."

I placed my winning grin while trying to sit on my ass. He slid down and now sitting on my lap facing me with a glare as he's stabilizing his inhale and exhale process. I spotted his flickblade not too far from us and decided to give it a freedom. I let it fly like a bird. May you join your other friends that I threw 2 months and a month ago. I'm happy for you dear flickblade.

"So.. mean.. Shizu-chan.."

"Better than you at least."

I was looking down on him, smirking while singing 'We are The Champion' on my head, when he suddenly grabbed my collar and pulled me closer. And I was shocked when our lips are connecting each other. I saw his closed eyes before I began to shut mine too. Feeling his lips intensely. It truly is soft. Just like the fiction said. Just like I'd dreamt about.

Like eating marshmallows.

I can't help but leaning myself toward him, circled one of my arm on his real-slender waist while the other on the back of the flea's head, giving some pressure so our kiss could be deepen as my tongue run itself through my worst enemy's mouth, like those Olympic sprinters. Okay, I really am exaggerating it a bit. It's just my tongue know what should it do, better than I am actually. And now I'm beginning to think that my tongue just having a brain on its own. Clever.

Enough about the wildness of my tongue. I could feel Izaya flinched and moan a bit as our tongue meeting each other and have a wrestling inside Izaya's mouth. He moaned again as I stroke his ceiling with my tongue. His trembling hands are on my shoulders. Trying to give a push that somehow had no effect on me. I wonder why.

But he really did push me a little harder this time. Made me thinking that I forgot to do the primary needs of living. Breathing. We broke our kiss and decided to grasp for some air. Izaya set his head down, closing his eyes and concentrating on breathing while I'm working on breathing too and staring his face sharply. My hand unconsciously brushing his hair like I did before. It's unconsciously. And his hairs fell smoothly in my hand.

And I just managed to snap out of it. Why did I kissed him back? Why did it have to feel so damn good? Why am I on ease? Is it normally for us being in this kind of situation? If it isn't, why does it feel so normal?

And now I'm 100% sure that she put some hypnotize on the e-mail.

"What? Starting to fall for me, ne, Shizu-chan?"

He tilted his head and ran his hands over my shoulder. And. That annoying grin. Should I rip his face off? But this one is more sincere, but it still can't drop the annoying quality though.

"Heh, I wonder who started to kiss me earlier."

Yes, in fact I am as calm as the night sky. And so does Izaya. He chuckled, I think because I scoffed him. And I still irritated by his act. I know this is somehow wrong. Definitely WRONG. Just wrong in any perspective. First we're both men. Second, we're very well not gays. At least I think so. Third, we are hugging each other like Pooh and Piglet. Fourth, we kissed even let our tongues introduced themselves to each other. In short, made a connection. Fifth, and the last, why don't I feel like killing him like I used to?

I wonder if he felt the same.

This is comfortably wrong.

"Shh, Shizu-chan.."

He put his index finger on my lips. I feel like teasing him a bit. Take this as a revenge, flea. So I lick his index finger, making him blush and frowned. I guess, he wasn't predicted this. I love his facial expression now. It's honest. Not like those nasty smirk he usually wore while he was jumping around my 'Bukuro. But I guess that smirks are quite honest too, honest enough to make everyone believe that he is such a sugar-high-flea and a pain in their asses.

"Feeling like topping me now?"

"Yes, I still do~"

"But I won't let a flea topping me."

Before he could say a single come back from my comment above, I locked his mouth with mine. Sealing anything that would come out from his soft, juicy, wet lips. And once again let my tongue wandered around his mouth. This is such an embarrassment, but there's no way I let him winning over me. Beside, I'm not intending to give myself to him. I'll make him begging for me instead. I've never thinking about this. About how much I want this flea to be under my control. This should be a lot of fun.

Whoa, I don't know I could think so sadistically.

Awesome, I just getting infected by the flea's madness.

He flinched once my hands caress his sides, climbing from his waist to his chest. Rubbing the tiny-twitched-members of his chest. Suddenly I remember, I am doing this with a man. The worst, it's Orihara Izaya. My long mortal enemy. Should I stop? Should I kill him? Or should I just do whatever that's on my mind?

I guess, I am labile after all. I just feel this is the right thing. Just go on with the flow, teasing him and make my body feel good, is the right thing.

And I really will become a fucking rapist.

Oh, I actually don't want this. Believe me. Uh, yeah, maybe I want it, just a little. But he seemed enjoying this, so I'd better enjoy this too, right?

"Mm.. Shizu-chan..?"

"Hmm..?" I answer half-heartedly while busy tasting his pale neck that I had always tried to crush. Yes, 'I had', means I don't intend to do it now. "Shouldn't we at least have a proper place for our.." he shuddered as I give a butterfly kiss on his collarbone,"..ugh.. first time..?" I chuckled, it's just what he was saying is, ".. the same request like that's on the fiction.." I could feel his blood rushing to his head made his temperature rose. "Stop reminding me about that made up story."

"Oh, should we make the fiction become real then?"

"Fucking tease, Shizu-chan.."

"But you're topping me, you should happy if that happen."

I just become excited myself. I've never seen the flea that I hate so much coming with so much expression in his quite, it's just a little, cute appearance. Embarrassed, checked. Irritated, checked. Feeling bullied, big checked. I couldn't help but want to see more. Geez, I've never this interested in a flea before. I just couldn't stop myself, not after we did this far.

".. really?"

Huh, he didn't know? If I remembered our debate earlier and he seemed like he really don't know about that too. Whatever, I'll just continue with our business here. I lift his usual v-neck and took it off his body. Revealing his creamy skin.

"Yeah, haven't you read the next one?"

I just innocently asked that while his hands tracing my white shirt and unbuttoned it one by one.

"Of course I haven't, hmm, Shizu-chan is such a pervert, enjoying the story so much, huh?"

I startled at his comment. Now it's my blood that rushing to my head. How dare the flea called me a pervert while he's the one who attack me first, he raped my mouth! Ah, no, I realize it was my tongue who raped his mouth. But still, he started it! And that's not made me a pervert! Geez, Izaya, you're still as irritating as ever with that freaky grin of yours. I'll make sure to seal your mouth up when messing with your body later.

I told him to shut his mouth up as I lead my mouth to his chest. Licking and sucking his hardened nipples. I could hear his whimpers and also his chuckles, saying it felt good and then keep mocking me about how pervert I am. It successfully made me pissed off and bit his chest a little. He's arching his body. I could feel the bulge on his pants pressed into my shirtless stomach. His sweet moans and cries are triggering me to wake my buddy down there.

"Aah~ I could feel Shizu-chan's hard on~"

This flea. What is he smiling about? Cheering over my hard on like some high school cheerleaders. You should be ashamed with your fucking hard on too, flea!

This is fucking humiliating.

Having an erection after the one I hate the most, Izaya.

I'll just have to hurriedly end this. Fuck him and done.

SREEK

"Shi—Geez, impatient are we, Shizu-chan?"

Yeah, I ripped his pants off and tossed it somewhere. It's too much trouble taking it off in a formal way. But, this thin man in front of me, just don't want to admit defeat. Moreover, from me. He just ordered his hand to work on loosening my belt and unzipped my pants as our lips struggle. Meanwhile , my hands just can't stay calm and composed, they trailing the flea's pelvis, sliding inside his black briefs, and.. Shit, his ass really is smooth and just fit perfectly in my hands.

Suddenly, I feel some warmth on my raging organ down there, I shuddered as the warmth grabbed it and popped it out from my trunks. Making me gritted my teeth and broke our kisses as the warmth that could be defined as the pervert flea's hand, start stroking my prideful member. Automatically stopped my hand from massaging his ass.

"Tch, who's pervert and impatient now, huh?"

I shooting some spears not just some daggers, can't hide my pinkish cheeks though. Sucks for me. And I just received a chuckled and a smile. An unusual smile. It's not a fake one. It seemed so intriguing. Beautiful.

…..

I know this is insane, but I can't help but realizing that the flea is beautiful indeed.

It's so damn gay! When did I become so sickly disgusting?

Shit, I guess it's not about the fiction anymore, or the darn cola, it's just, Izaya, himself, made me sick.

It was hard to admit it, but harder to deny it.

He jolted as I try pushing my index finger through his hole. He flinched again making his hand that had been stroking both our hardened member, stopped. He's whispering my name in pleasure, leaning his face towards mine, craving for more kisses as I sunk my finger deeper into his.

"Shi-shizu-chan..? Shouldn't –ahh- I be topping –nghh-you?"

I could see he's frowning, maybe realizing that he forgot about this top and bottom problem as he felt so much pleasure.

"Too late for now, Izaya-kun.."

I gave away a smile to him and he seemed to be cursing me in his head as he now trying to concentrate on the second finger that beginning to enter his insides. "Izaya.." I kissed him passionately. Some saliva is leaking out from his mouth that usually mocking me. I can't stop my desire to lick it and give him more kisses. He seemed to like it too anyway.

As I let my index and mid finger swallowed by his super-tight-ass, I started to move it. In and out. In and out. I could hear he cried for my name as he parted his sweet lips and moaned wantonly. Then, like before he's trying to snap back in his handjob business with our hard shafts. I groaned at his sudden touch.

"You like it, ne.. Shizu-chan..?"

Is this a revenge? Cocky flea, why don't you just sincerely give in? I just give a stare at him, slightly panting. "Do you?" He startled at my come back and reply me with a sly smirk instead. Thinking he can winning me, huh, flea?

You won't, at least, not that easy.

I forced my third finger in. He definitely shocked and tightened his grip on our swollen and wet cock. I just let a growl slipped for that. Then continuing with my finger, moving inside him at a gradually pace. He's just crying my name louder and stroking our member so hard. Too hard until I forgot to breath steadily and gave him a bite at his neck, unconsciously, again.

I'm losing control of my own body here.

"Shizu-chan! Ahh, Shizu—"

He suddenly came and not to long after that, I did the same thing. A sort of white-sticky liquid spurted out. A lot. I pulled out my fingers while watching him who's now circling his arms in my back, head placed on my shoulder, trying to catch some more oxygen. The white juice was spreading all over his torso, with a little on his neck.

"…Shizu-chan…"

".. What..?"

".. It felt good.."

"Heh, still thinking of topping me now..?"

I know I'm teasing him, it's just funny seeing him at his state right now.

"Hahaha, still into that are you, Shizu-chan?"

I give a 'hmph' instead, my hands holding his slender body, sent him closer, mixed our body heat.

Waiting for him to answer my earlier question.

"Not now, at least, I just enjoying myself to be the bottom one this time, but the next ti—"

"There won't be next time, Izaya."

"Yes, it will~ I guarantee you that, Shizu-chan. Just fuck me up this time."

Provoking me are you? Heh, quite the guts for a flea level. Then I'll just continue having fun, messing up your body.

"Fine, it's not like you're going to topping me that easily."

Then We're continuing our process of making love. Wait, that's definitely a wrong word. We don't love each other. We 're just doing this because of..

Eh, why are we doing this?

Oh, I don't even know how to answer that! But this time, being with the flea all night, actually, all dawn, is just fine. I just feel comfortable about this. He's still annoyed me and put his irritating smirk on his face though. Even sometimes mocking me between his moans. What a hell of a flea. But somehow, I managed to keep my calm.

I just hope Karisawa's hypnotize don't get any stronger.

Because I've almost thinking about falling for the flea.

And that's bad.

Izaya POV

Riiigghhhttt~ We finally touched each other. We finally have a good sex. Uh, and I still feel so much embarrassment from bottoming Shizu-chan. I should've topping Shizu-chan. My pride!

Yes, today is so much fun though. Ah, but not that fun. I don't predicted Shizu-chan would barging in to my apartment and ask me to find Karisawa. The most bizarre thing is he checked his e-mail. Okay, finally the primitive protozoan monster realize how much technology means. But of course at a fucking bad timing. Then I lose my control and just spat out to Shizu-chan confirming that me too, knew about the mail. Just this time, just in this cursed time I felt so stupid. I, the great Orihara Izaya, humiliated myself in front of this blondie brute by letting him, Heiwajima Shizuo, my sworn enemy, invading my sexy bottom with his baseball bat and then came inside me. What could have been worse than this? Plus we're going through 3 rounds and thank Goodness he finally listened to me and move to my king-sized bed on the last round. I would like to walk in my feet in the morning, not staying in bed squirming about how hurt my back and my ass are. Plus we may get sick because it's freezingly cold in the living room, thanks to a huge hole in my window Shizu-chan made earlier.

But, that aside, that's all felt too good to be true.

I don't know Shizu-chan could be that huge, and his lips are enjoyable, sharing some kisses with him just heated my body up. His touch is the most comfortable one. And I know, he really tried his best to control his strength. And I appreciate that. I hope there aren't any bruises on my body. And the most important part is he's smiling at me, not just grinning or throwing his teeth to me like usual thing.

And somehow I'm happy about that.

It's cute.

"Aren't you exhausted enough, flea?"

And his concern is something new.

"Hmm~ I am Shizu-chan~"

"Then sleep.."

Ah, he's brushing his hand in my hair again. Looks like he has a fetish about this. He just likes my silky hair, doesn't he? Hah! The shampoo works well, indeed.

"I can't~ I need to be hugged~"

He tch-ed me but he spoiled me anyway. He removed me from his chest slowly and put me beside him. His radiating warmth and huge hands are surrounding me. Drifting me to sleep as he gave a peck on my forehead. I'm sure my face look like a tomato right now. I just hope Shizu-chan didn't see that.

But somehow I felt..

Lo-

Ah, whatever, let's safe the thinking for tomorrow.

"Shizu-chan..?"

"Shut up, flea."

"You owe me a pair of pants.."

Failed.. I FAILED!*running around the house, crying*

OH! This is the worst chapter for me. Uhhhhh, sorry for the bad grammar, why do I think I get it worsen on this chapter? And it really is getting even worse! *facewall*

Shizu-chan just working in his denial while Iza-kun just trying to hide it.

Will they try enough? AwA

And I'm really do sorry for my OOC-maker-ability. I was thinking to have them do some willddd~ sex, but it's suddenly come up with that.. So failed~

Please review guys, how do you think of this chappie~? TTvTT

Thank you for reading this far! Sorry if I disappoint you or something.. *digging a hole*