Mmm. I successfully wrote two chapters in one day. I'm feeling writey. XD /shot
This chapter... I had started earlier today, but was then forced to postpone for later. Which is why the ending is a little bit... iffy. I don't personally like the end, though... you know... sex buddies are supposed to have sex. XD
Durarara! will never be mine. Nor will I ever create something as amazing of this. I-
Shizuo: Shut. The fuck. Up. I need a smoke.
Me: And thus, shows, that I should start the story now before I take up too much room talking! ^^
"Oh Shizu-chan," whispered Izaya, lacing the shoelaces even more tight around his own neck. Shizuo growled inaudibly, tapping his foot impatiently. "What a wonderful surprise. I didn't expect to have you turned on by this."
Shizuo simply ran a hand through his hair, fixing his own tie around his neck. "Shut up, flea. I'm..." Though, he didn't finish, and that made the ravenette smirk evilly. Yes, this was the Shizu-chan he remembered. Yes, this was the sometimes awkward, mostly ignorant Shizuo he adored.
This was one of the many 'Shizu-chan's he loved.
Izaya had not returned to his apartment that night.
With a skip in his walk, despite the slightly bad beginning to his day, he headed towards the local bar. He didn't want to drink in the slightest. He just felt a need to drink. Perhaps he felt like taking a victory drink. He loved a good cup of champagne after a day's hard work.
No, that was a lie. He just felt compelled to drink. Why was he giving himself a whole bunch of reasons why he needed to drink? He was his own man; not like he had a family waiting for him to return home. And, with his note, Shizu-chan probably wouldn't be at the apartment anyways. He had told Namie to come in late today, and he was still keeping an eye out for the one man he was supposed to meet, whom had never shown up. Perhaps the appointed man wanted his ass kicked for not 'canceling' his 'appointment' twenty-four hours before! Izaya should be allowed to kick his ass!
The raven licked his lips as he pushed open the bar door at four in the evening, walking in swiftly yet gracefully. He practically jumped on the stool that was set in front of the bar counter, and ordered a bottle of beer. Rather than his victory champagne, he decided to drink something that would numb his senses quickly. He was tired of thinking so much. If humans were allowed to do this, then so was he. As the bartender twisted off the cap of the bottle and held it out to Izaya, Izaya himself couldn't help but think about Shizu-chan. The outfit was not at all like his. Just...
Why think abut Shizuo? Izaya took the bottle and quickly chugged it down to the best of his ability, ignoring the look he got from said bartender. It was a woman, oddly, so maybe that was why her outfit looked different from Shizuo's. One being that she wore a skirt...
"Mmm," the informant set the empty bottle down and nodded for another one. He could only imagine Shizu-chan in a skirt. Wasn't very attractive, but hell, with those legs...
Was the beer already coursing through his bloodstream? Was he already drunk from the one he chugged? Almost as quickly as the first, he drank the beer, savoring the somewhat bitter taste. He liked to eat sweets more than bitter things, despite how good bitter foods tasted. Bitter things... were simply foods that he would treat himself too.
Why was he thinking about bitterness and sweetness, now? Izaya grumbled to himself, placing the next empty glass bottle down on the counter as another was slid over to him. He didn't drink this one too fast; he had pulled out his phone to check the message beep he heard from his pocket. Just a simple text message from Namie, surprisingly. 'Where the hell did you put the file I was working on?' she had texted, and Izaya ignored it.
Oh, she would find it eventually... perhaps back in the filing cabinet? The dumb bitch.
"Oi," whispered the bartender a couple hours later, setting another bottle on the counter. "Orihara - that's your name, right? That's your sixteenth bottle. Don't you think it's about time to quit down?"
He shrugged his shoulders and sighed softly, taking a swig of that beer she had set out. "I bet your boss would fire your ass as soon..." his voice was slurred, and he had to actually pause to think of his next words. "...if he heard that." he was still able to correct himself, but it was so tiring to do so.
He finished that bottle before that woman could even respond to the drunken man. "Get me another-Hic!-bottle." he commanded, not even trying to be polite in the least. "Your boss will be particularly happy that... th-that you managed to keep me here." He reached out for the bottle she held until he noticed the look on her face. She looked utterly horrified, her eyes darting from Izaya's eyes to somewhere past him. With another sigh, he swiveled around in his stool, looking for the thing that made the woman look so scared.
"Ahh, Shizu-chan." whispered the brunette, eyes narrowing on the blonde who had just entered. Only now did Izaya notice that it was dark outside. "You? At a bar? Thought you didn't like beer." It took him awhile to realize that this was the reason why. Both Shizuo and Izaya were in the bar. Chaos had to come from this. "And I also thought... you... had a girlfriend." Not like he could help what he thought, either.
Shizuo looked somewhat pissed, for a second, before he just grinned and walked in, sitting down next to his supposed enemy. "Oh, you stupid-ass flea. Drunk? I'm surprised... Hey, may I have a beer?" he redirected his attention from Izaya to the bartender, which annoyed the already drunken, younger male.
He wanted all of Shizu-chan's attention. Or maybe that was just the alcohol speaking for him.
"Shizuu-chaa~" said the informant. "Did you come here to drink with me? Or perhaps to-"
"Shut it." said the blonde as he took his bottle of beer and drank hastily from it, scowling afterwards. That made Izaya giggle loudly and obnoxiously, clutching at his stomach as if it hurt him to laugh. "And what are you laughing at, louse?"
Izaya stood up from his chair, disregarding the new bottle of beer the woman had opened and set on the counter for him. "I'm laughing at y-you, Shizu-chaa~" No '-chan'. Just '-chaa', if that wasn't weird enough. "Be-because you're so funny."
Did Shizuo say something that was funny? He unconsciously stood up when Izaya stumbled towards the door, falling but catching himself on a table. The blonde felt repelled to follow after this intoxicated man, so he did, grumbling about how this good-for-nothing flea was just going t cause trouble, and left, not even drinking anymore from his own alcohol that he had wanted to drink after a hard day's work. "Come on, damn it... why do I always have to be stuck with you?"
After following Izaya aimlessly through the streets for so long, wondering where the hell this informant was leading him, he noticed how Izaya stopped in front of an alleyway. Ah, the alleyway they had done 'it' in how many times? He was about to say a sarcastic remark about it when the other turned down it, walking unsteadily. "Fl-flea!" he stuttered, following almost obediantly, though he hadn't even been given an order. "Where the hell are you taking me!"
No response, except for a mere, "You're the one following me, Sh-Shizu-chaa-AH!" the reply had been interrupted by him being turned around and then thrown up against the brick wall, right near the fence. "Why with such brute fo-force, Shizu-?" he cried helplessly, unable to control his actions because of the stupid alcohol he had dranken. "I-"
"Izaya, you're being an idiot. A drunken idiot. I am taking you home, now."
"So why to your house?" whispered Izaya, following the other's silent order - in which Shizuo had pressed a finger to his lip and 'shh'ed him. "I-I... thought that you were gonna... drop me off at my house so we could..."
He gave right in to being lifted up bridal style by Shizuo after opening the apartment door, before walking in with the informant in his arms. Izaya reached up and buried a hand into that mess of blonde hair, using his other hand to grab the sunglasses and pull them off. He heard Shizuo growl and smirked; "Getting angry, Shizu-chan? I'm not as drunk as you be-"
Not like he could finish his sentence when he was thrown into the couch without another word, sunglasses still in hand. He grunted, the breath slightly knocked out of him, but he still managed to grin. "Ooh, feisty, that's how I-"
"Shut up, flea! I'm fucking tired of your shit. I only brought you here because you're as drunk as can be, and I don't have time to march all the way to your fucking house, just to return back here to Ikebukuro. You're lucky I don't leave you out in the alleyway you crawled-"
"More like stumbled, Shizu-chan~"
"- fuck you! In the alleyway you stumbled into! Just... shut up, and go the fuck to sleep, will you?"
Izaya shivered, slightly, regaining his composure and sitting up. "Oh Shizu-chan, why are you cursing so much? Children might live in this wonderful apartment complex of your's."
"Not like they would hear me, you fucking louse!" Shizuo yelled, stamping into the kitchen. Izaya practically snorted when he heard something slam, though he tried best to stay quiet with his laughter. As he leaned down, setting the sunglasses on the couch cushion next to him, he started to play with his pant cuffs, listening as the older male cursed and said not-so-nice things. "You should just die! Then maybe I wouldn't have to worry about seeing you every fucking day!"
When the ex-bartender came out, he was surprised to see Izaya standing up, black shoelaces draped around his shoulders and held daintly between bony fingers. Was this what happened when Izaya drank? Obviously Shizuo was thinking that, and he was beginning to wonder what Izaya thought at this moment in time. He gave a lick of the lips and lifted his cup of milk to his mouth, drinking it. The brunette grinned masochistically, tighening the laces around his neck, slightly choking himself but somehow turning himself on. "Come on, Shizu-chan. You don't want me to die. Without me... you wouldn't be able to have sex, and even if you could... you wouldn't be able to have good sex."
After a few seconds, Shizuo lowered the cup. "I could have good sex if I found the right-"
"Just look at me. You always tell me at one point in the middle of our affairs about how I have an ugly body, though you know for a fact that I am as sexy as I believe myself to be. You just don't want to admit it, do you? Your own..." he paused, twirling the strings around his fingers some more, which caused his breath to quicken. "... Come on, Shizu-chan. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. This is a perfectly good chance, is it not?"
Izaya noticed the flush on his monster's cheeks, and he noticed how he tapped his foot; a thing he did sometimes when he was impatient? Or perhaps waiting for something. Izaya couldn't think straight.
"...I will decide when I will fuck you, pest. And it won't be when you're drunk as shit." Though now he refused to look at the informant, and Izaya noticed it quite quickly.
"Oh Shizu-chan," whispered Izaya, lacing the shoelaces even more tightly around his own neck. Shizuo growled inaudibly, tapping his foot faster. "What a wonderful surprise. I didn't expect to have you turned on by this."
Shizuo simply ran a hand through his hair, fixing his own tie around his neck. "Shut up, flea. I'm..." Though, he didn't finish, and that made the ravenette smirk evilly. Yes, this was the Shizu-chan he remembered. Yes, this was the sometimes awkward, mostly ignorant Shizuo he adored.
This was one of the many 'Shizu-chan's he loved.
"Let me repeat myself, Shizu-chan~" sang Izaya, taking a few steps towards his sex-partner. "I'm feeling quite horny. Fuck me, now, and fuck me hard."
He almost moaned when Shizuo grabbed those shoelaces and yanked quite harshly, choking Izaya and yet pulling him into a heated kiss.
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And to the one girl whom said she wonders how Izaya will sleep with Riko... well..., not even I know that answer, so yes. Suggestions are always welcome? XD
