Another chapter for you all~ It seems Izaya's actions are drawing to an exciting close, neh?

But, I can say that I don't think this fic's over just yet~ Are you all happy? *sly grin*

Anyway, just want to add a little warning in here: Crossdressing Izaya and some suggestive language.

Alright, hope you enjoy~ : )

Disclaimer: Don't own Durarara! or characters. You'd know if I did.


Izaya smirked grabbing the box right at the back of his closet. He knew he'd need this one day, looks like he'd have to thanks his sisters for something after all. He placed the pink and black ribboned box onto his bed before he went right back into his closet. He dug around, this time finding a large box. He grinned placing it on the bed along side the other one.

Pulling out his phone he checked the time before smirking. Oh, it was almost time! This would be so fun! Walking out into his office he strutted over to his secretary's, if that was what one was to call her, and lounged on the edge of her desk casually. He picked up a file here and there, just sitting and messing up her paperwork with a grin plastered all over his face.

His secretary just sent a glare at him while she attempted to ignore the male, however, it was almost impossible to. "What do you want?" She asked, her tone dry yet obviously irritated. To this the raven gave a grin placing the file back on the wrong pile.

"Oh, I just thought you might want to know that I'm sending you home. I've got some important business to attend to around here." He said with a wide, sly smirk.

The secretary didn't really bother to listening to any of the informant's words, the only ones really registering were the one's involving getting the day off. Without a second thought the woman was out the door, however, she hesitated and looked over her shoulder. "I better get paid for this." She said with a scowl. The evil informant just gave a grin and waved her off.

Once the woman had left the raven paced around his apartment for what was only two minutes before he heard a knock on his door. Perfect, they were here! He moved to the door with enthusiasm and opened the door seeing a photographer, make up artist and a few other people who he assumed were needed for his little plan.

After the prompt greetings Izaya was sent to get changed into his 'other outfit'. He went into his room and began to undress before putting on the flimsy, lacy and feminine clothing he had devised he would wear. Once all the clothes were on the make up artist came in and began to add on the minimal make up he needed. Sure, the raven could probably do all this himself, but, the whole process of this just made it that more fun!

He was finished in a few moments and soon he was out in his office. They had set up a large, coloured screen as well as cameras, flashes and other large photography equipment. He moved to the screen and went into his first pose and held still as the photos were taken.

This process was repeated quite a few times with multiple poses and angles until he had gotten all the shots he wanted. He walked over to the photographer and began to tell him what he wanted to be done with the photos. After an exchange of words and a few threats and a large sum of money the crew left the raven with his photos and left shortly after. The raven smirked, his scantily clad body drifting to his computer to begin his plan.


Meanwhile in Ikebukuro…

Shizuo sighed as he walked up to his friends place. His shirts were still pink and now his sunglasses were missing, and by missing he meant stolen. He had almost had the chance to beat the shit out of that damn flea the other night but that damn Simon had to interrupt!

He knocked on the door, obviously irritated as his forehead wrinkled. Not a second after he had knocked the door was opened to reveal the ever cheerful and goofy doctor.

"Shizuo! What a splendid surprise! Have you come to finally allow me to dissect you?" The doctor asked a large grin on his face.

The monster only grunted, pushing his way into the apartment.

"No way in hell. I'm here for Celty."

The doctor's face fell slightly before shaking his head. "She's not here, which is good. I can't have you steal my dear Celty from me~!"

The doctor gave a laugh before walking over to the kitchen. "She should be here soon, though. Do you want anything to drink?"

"Alright, I'll wait here then. Ah, yeah, some milk."

"Of course. Just set yourself up on the couch."

The brute did as asked and sat himself on the couch, his mood still quite irritated. The doctor on the other hand was in high spirits as usual. He grabbed out a glass, filling it with the brute's favourite dairy before taking it over to the male. He looked over the monster and gave a slight giggle. He really couldn't help, he had to ask.

"What's with the new shirts, Shizuo? Finally coming out of the closet?"

The brute spat out some milk, shocked at the doctor's words. Why was everyone assuming that these days?

"What the hell Shinra! This is the damn flea's fault! What the hell are you talking about?" The brute said, now fuming as the flea was brought up. That bastard!

"Ah, nothing, don't worry Shizuo. So, he's been giving you some trouble, hmm?"

The brute took another sip of the milk, glad he could swallow it this time. He nodded.

"Of course, what did you expect? He messes with me everyday! He's such a bastard! I never get peace at all! I'm always so stressed and wound up."

The doctor sat quiet for a while before smirking. He'd had this odd theory these past few years about his two friends. He didn't want to voice it out, knowing he'd be thoroughly murdered by both, however, as the years went on, he couldn't help wondering if he was right.

"You know, Shizuo. I think I might know why you're always so stressed and wound up…"

The brute snorted and downed the rest of his milk.

"It's no mystery, Shinra, it's the flea's fault."

"Actually, he might not be the entire fault of your condition. You're symptoms all point to something called 'Sexual Frustration."

The brute paused. What did his friend just say? What the hell? His mouth turned to a frown as his fingers turned into fists. Glaring at the underground doctor the male moved over, grabbing the doctor's collar and lifting him from the ground.

"What the hell are you implying?"

"You need to get laid, Shizuo."

Before the underground doctor got a punch to his stomach the door opened revealing the headless rider. The woman tilted her helmet as she looked at the sight having caught the last sentence said.

"AH! Celty! It's not what you think! I still love you! I don't want to sleep with Shizuo! I want to sleep wit-"

The male was effectively shut off by the black shadow that formed as a muffle around the embarrassing doctor's mouth. The headless rider just shook her helmet, her hand face palming the safety equipment.

The brute noticed the woman's arrival and dropped the doctor to the ground, moving to the person here he wanted to see. "Hey Celty, I need your help."

The rider looked to Shizuo and stood quiet for a moment before taking out her PDA.

[…. Alright. What do you need help with?]

"My shirts, that damn flea messed with my laundry and now all my shirts are pink. I tried to wash it out but it didn't work. Do you know how to get colour out?"

The headless rider nodded and took off her helmet, placing it on the dinning room table before typing a message and showing it to Shizuo.

[Sure. You just need to add some bleach to the clothes and then it should wash right out. I can do it for you if you want. We can head over to your apartment now and do it.]

"Thanks Celty that would be great. Everyone's been staring at me lately; they're making me so pissed off! That damn flea, next time I see him I'l-"

[Calm down.]

The brute sighed and nodded, and did as the woman asked. She held up her finger to the monster of Ikebukuro, signalling that she'd be a minute. She went over to Shinra, her hands on her hips as she looked at the mess of a roommate she had.

[I'm going to Shizuo's apartment to wash his shirts. I'll be back soon, ok?]

"Oh, Celty~ Don't lea-" The male groaned as he received a rather harsh punch in his stomach area. He curled over before staggering up and smiling to his love.

"Don't stay too long my dear Celty~!"

With that the pair left to journey to Shizuo's apartment. They walked in, Shizuo looking suspicious as usual. The flea hadn't done anything to his apartment in a couple of days, so, he was suspicious of finding something there suddenly, just waiting for him. So far, he'd found nothing.

The brute turned as he felt a tap on his shoulder and read Celty's message.

[Where is you're laundry? I'll start fixing up the settings while you get the clothes, ok?]

The brute nodded and without a word he led Celty into his small laundry. He then left her to her own devices as he went to gather all his atrociously pink shirts. He took them into the laundry and dropped them into the open washing machine. The Dullahan then proceeded to take out a large bottle of bleach and pour a small amount into the washing machine before closing the lid and setting it to wash.

[That should do it. It should be all washed out after this. If it doesn't jut call, ok?]

The brute nodded his head and escorted the female out before he sighed and closed the door. Damn that flea! Damn him to hell. He moved to his couch, sitting down and finally felt he had a moment of peace for himself.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP

The make growled, looked like he spoke to soon. Opening his phone up he checked; another message. He gave a growl having a feeling it might be. The flea always had a habit of irritating him when he had found some peace. The male opened his message and froze.


Woot~ Did you guys love that? I loved typing it xD

Alright, just wanna say thanks a million to all my lovely fans who read and review.

Also a thanks to 'ryodai89 ' for helping me get a few ideas for this chapter and the next.

Alright, keep reviewing, faving, commenting and so forth~ Much love, Alt : )