MORE FLUFF... AND THEN MORE FLUFF and since some of you missed it apparently there WILL be angst, and it gets pretty heavy before we reach the end... but for now enjoy the fluffy of fluffyness!
Probably a wise decision on Shizuo's part anyways. The informant did frown a little now, looking at Shizuo.
"After we're done eating?" Izaya asked, wondering if Shizuo planned to call it an evening with dinner or if he wanted to do more. Izaya would be fine with either, though if he were to be honest -a rare thing, to be certain- he would prefer to spend more than just a meal with Shizuo.
"I don't know... movie sounds stupid since there's nothing really playing, you don't seem the type to enjoy a theme park, and if I remember you said once you don't conform to traditional Japanese fashion booms so shopping's a bust" Shizuo stretched as he spoke, trying to think of something the flea likes other than watching humans. Izaya tilted his head to one side listening quietly. It was true he was very specific with his movies. They were either children's movies or documentaries and neither were something he thought Shizuo might enjoy. He loved humans, but he hated being among them, hated being in crowds especially; unless of course he was trying to hide and Shizuo was correct about Izaya's sense of fashion.
"That leaves us with dinner and playing twenty questions at my place..." Or sex and Izaya was definitely not opposed to that either as Shizuo really was the best he'd ever had.
"Twenty questions? Don't you already know everything you want to know?" The blonde asked though that wasn't true. Shizuo did have his fair share of secrets from Izaya.
"Dinner, and how about we go visit a festival or something? Its summer so I'm sure there are plenty of festivals going on…" Shizuo offered finally.
"A festival huh... works for me," They had those everywhere after all, and if they couldn't find one they could at least wander around in Shinjuku.
"Sounds like a plan," Shizuo grinned when the sound of the buzzer for the apartment rang.
"That must be the cab, come on flea lets go," Shizuo said, standing up. Izaya stood and walked behind Shizuo quietly. Sure enough, Shizuo was correct, the cab was indeed waiting for them and the owner had sent one with tinted windows. If Izaya was calling it always had darkly tinted windows. The man nodded once to Izaya and once to Shizuo, holding the door open on the Taxi for them both. Shizuo almost chuckled... almost. The guy probably thought they were making some kind of business deal and he slipped into the back of the car and was instantly grateful for the air conditioning.
Izaya slid in neatly beside him and the man shut the door, walking around to the driver's side door before hopping in and asking their destination. Izaya gave him the name of the cafe and they were off, with no chance of being seen together.
"Start twenty-one questions, first question, ever worn a Yukata?" asked Shizuo blandly not liking silent car rides. Izaya blinked a little at the sudden question but smiled inwardly. So Shizuo was at least a little curious then.
"Yes, but only once, what's your greatest fear?" If Shizuo was going to ask, he would be expected to answer.
"Sharks, Your greatest fear?" Shizuo asked back, running through all sorts of questions he could ask.
"Death, what's the worst thing you ever did to someone?" Izaya was curious about that one in particular.
"Try to throw a refrigerator at my little brother Kasuka, Have your sister ever successfully kidnapped you?" Shizuo asked, a little surprised when Izaya laughed.
No, because if they had you would have found me on your doorstep~, ever hurt someone badly when you were in bed with them?"
"Once back in High school, same question?" Shizuo couldn't think of anything better…
"Never, ever thought about having children?" Though if Shizuo stayed with Izaya that was unlikely.
"Maybe if all of Japan doesn't prevent me from possibly having kids, that or adoption" Shizuo mused. He then quickly remember back to his first time when he'd hurt the girl he'd been with. They just about reached the peak of their sexual desire... when she called out Izaya's name and he'd broken her hip in rage. How embarrassing that one was to explain to his parents. Adoption though... Izaya hadn't considered that at all, but then he'd never considered children either. He knew he wasn't exactly a good role model.
"You're question..." Izaya reminded then softly.
"...Favorite hobby besides the normal demented ones you have?"
"Depends what you define as the 'normal demented ones' that I have," Izaya answered honestly. He needed to know if people watching, trolling and manipulating people off buildings counted as demented.
"All ones that involve, torture, manipulation, and psyche damage" the blonde stated rather firmly.
"Does people watching count?" Izaya asked for added clarification.
"Yes because the demented ideas come to play when you people watch" Shizuo was curious as to whether Izaya had any normal hobbies like, cooking, long walks on the beach, reading, painting anything that wasn't abnormal.
"Fine... then I suppose reading is my favourite hobby... unless reading psychology text books is also creepy?" The informant pouted a little at the blonde.
"Not if you want to be a psychologist" Shizuo smirked, "your question"
"Why an English teacher?" Izaya asked, ignoring Shizuo's comment. He read the texts because humans were interesting and that, by proxy, made psychology interesting too.
"English Literature calms me down" Shizuo smiled, and after a long pause he asked," Why me?"
Izaya frowned a little now, "Why you what?" The question could have numerous meanings like that and that meant numerous answers as well. He wanted to answer the correct meaning.
"Why'd you choose me?" Shizuo clarified.
"That's a complicated question..." Izaya murmured, "You interest me... even though you never did what I wanted it made me happy in a way, it made things less boring. I can usually predict what most humans are going to say or do in a given scenario but you always do something else. You're also attractive and you're very good in bed but I'm not sure I would say I was in love with you. As for sleeping with you it was more a matter of survival than choice at the time though I really had wondered since I met you how you would be in bed."
"Okay..." Shizuo was glad somewhat but he wasn't about readily admitted he'd wanted to get along with Izaya from the beginning... but just something about Izaya had ticked him off when they met and it had spiraled out of control from there.
"Ever... ever been in love?" It was an awkward question given that Izaya had said he wasn't in love with Shizuo.
"I'll let you know" Shizuo replied simply since he wasn't sure yet if he could classify what love was.
"Alright then..." Izaya would take that as a probable no with the possibility of it changing. The questions were getting rather serious now, and Shizuo was wondering where the line would be drawn.
"Ever had a one night stand?"
"Numerous ones, ever actually kill someone?" All of Izaya's sexual encounters had been one-shot deals with the exception of Shizuo. He too was wondering where that fine line was, but he supposed they would eventually stumble upon it too.
"Almost, Didn't see him when I broke a wall. Thirteen years old and his left lung collapsed. Got him to the hospital on time though" Shizuo growled softly," those three months you looked for me, I was serving time in prison and taking anger management courses… not that those worked." Interesting indeed...
"I see... I had wondered where you'd got to..." Izaya frowned a little now and waited for Shizuo's question, though the rate they were going he was worried. Shizuo thought about it for a moment or two and finally settled on a question.
"Would you ever try to kill me again if you were paid a great amount?" he asked.
"No, I wouldn't," At this point money meant very little to Izaya. He had more than enough to live on comfortably for the rest of his life even if he retired now. He'd sold information for high prices, sometimes his body for even higher prices and he had a knack for the stock market.
"Your question," Shizuo prompted gently, getting nervous now.
"Same as yours..." Izaya mumbled.
"No one could ever pay me enough for that" Shizuo replied, his voice low. Izaya smiled at this thought, pleased with the information.
"Most interesting place you've ever been?"
"Canada... that place is fucking cold" Shizuo went there one year after graduation with his folks for vacation... worst vacation ever. Izaya laughed at that.
"It is chilly; you went in winter, didn't you?"
"Christmas," Shizuo said crossing his arms, "Most interesting thing besides me or Celty?" Besides Shizuo or Celty? Izaya supposed Celty's head counted as 'Celty' so he wouldn't say that either.
"I suppose humans don't count either...?"
"Humans are general" Shizuo stated.
"Hmn. Fine. Most interesting thing after you, Celty and humans in general would be watching Mairu and Kururi being born," Izaya smiled fondly at the memory.
"So you do have a heart~" Shizuo chuckled with a grin. They were nearing the end of the game pretty fast.
"How many languages do you speak fluently and what are they?" Izaya had to make sure Shizuo couldn't secretly speak all the languages he could.
"English, and Japanese fluently, French I'm learning" he said. Izaya chuckled lightly.
"Last question is yours then," Izaya sighed
"...Could you ever fall in love with me?" Shizuo's voice betrayed his nervousness. Izaya turned pink at the question, his mind going blank for a minute.
"It's possible," Izaya said honestly. He wasn't sure why he was telling the truth but he had always wondered what that would be like too. Shizuo blushed pink as well and looked away.
"Possible... I kinda like that answer," Shizuo mumbled. He watched as the buildings of Shinjuku grew more defined and was happy to know they'd managed to waste out most of the drive and crossed one leg over the other. Soon enough the cab pulled over by the cafe and Izaya paid the man and got out, stretching lightly. He hated sitting in cars for a long time, preferring to walk most places. Shizuo got out too. He preferred walking to most places as well; he was too tall to sit in cramped cabs. He quickly thought of something Izaya might like but they'd have to wait till the later hours of the night.
Seliphra: I forgot how fluffy this gets...
Izaya: Yeah, but not how angsty it will...
Shizuo: Shush. For now it is fluff *snuggles Izaya*
Izaya: *Is snuggled?*
Seliphra: D'awww~! REVIEW FOR THE CAFE! And then the festival... and then the smut...
