Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara. It belongs to Ryohgo Narita and Nintendo. I don't win any money with this, and it's just for fun. Enjoy~

Summary (which resumes the main prompt of the kink): Shizuo is a well-known magician. Shiki invites his informant, Izaya, to one of his shows. At first, Izaya isn't that convinced about it, feeling hate towards the magician. But after watching the show he gets impressed by his tricks. Of course, he demands to know how Shizuo does it, and then, his feelings towards him start to change. What will happen?

"Look. It isn't that difficult." Izaya stated.

Somehow, both of them had ended up in Izaya's house. Shizuo didn't want to go, at first, but Izaya had managed to convince him. And now they were sitting on the couch with the chessboard between each other.

"B-But…you…you will get bored if you try to teach me. I'm a real dork when it comes to this kind of games." Shizuo blushed.

"Well, to me, you're not. You have managed to play with illusion. That's much more difficult than a simple chess game. Now, shut up and listen! I already told you I was Mr Awesome." Izaya smiled. Shizuo nodded.

"Okay, look. There are many ways to start a chess game. Unlike Go, here it's always the same. White starts no matter what. Many people prefer to move pawn one or two spaces forward. You can move the pawn two spaces forward if it's the first time they move. Do you understand?"

"Uh…kind of. So that means…I have to move this piece two spaces on the first time, afterwards I can only move one space, right?"

"Yes, and if you decide to move it one space on the first time, it has the same consequences: You can't move two spaces never again. Other persons prefer to move the knight, to gain territory." Shizuo nodded and set his hand on the knight. Izaya took his hand and moved it three spaces forward and two to the side.

"The knight can only move in that way. Three forward and two to the side. Of course, it can also be, three to the side and two forward. If you look, he always moves in form of 'L'." Izaya continued to explain. After that, he explained the basic moves of all the other figures, until Shizuo begged him to stop.

"I…Izaya, it is really difficult. My head hurts." He complained.

"Well, at least you know each figure and its moves. Do you want to play Go, now?" Izaya asked. To that, he got a negative response.

"I'd prefer to rest a bit. It is difficult, you see?" He laughed, Izaya laughed along, and rested his back against the couch, close to the blonde.

"You know…well, earlier you talked about yourself…and since you want to know so much about me…" The dark haired sighed.

"Izaya…you don't need to say anything if you don't want. I am perfectly fine with having you as a friend."

"Me as well. I'm glad you're my friend, to be honest. It's nice having a magician as a friend. But regardless…you're sort of…the first friend I've had that doesn't use me. Or that I don't use." He said.

'W-What?' Shizuo was a bit confused with that statement. 'Did he just say what I thought he said? So…our relationship isn't really business to you, but just friendship' He sighed in relief.

"Why would you think I want to use you? That's pretty stupid."

"Well…you can figure it out by yourself, don't you think? It all started with high school. I was the 'bad guy'. But I also had excellent grades. So everyone was afraid of me. But at the same time, they admired me." He laughed. It was cold and sarcastic. Shizuo could feel dread in his words.

"Ah…so…well." He started to blush. "If you looked like you look now, I bet you were the most handsome guy at school, right?"

Izaya blushed. It had always been like that, but those words coming from the magician's lips made it all more special.

"Yes. That's right. At that time, I was treated like a trophy. I hope you understand what I mean. It's really simple. Have you ever had a girlfriend, Shizu-chan?"

The blonde laughed at the nickname. "No. You?"

"Neither. A girlfriend that I loved. I had some relationships in high school, but as I told you, it was because they looked at me as if I were a trophy. They used me. With me by their side, they would be popular in two hours. And of course, I knew this. That's why, I used them as well. It was one of my friends the one who said that. He said I could use them just like they used me, so that's what I did. And I don't regret it. In my later years in high school, boys also took interest in me. If I was a trophy for the girls, for the boys it was like…having the bad guy under your force." He took a pause.

"It was even better for me. Of course, I agreed. They got what they wanted, but they also gave me quite some good things. Information, was one of the best treats I could ever have. Of course, I could crush them down with the information they free heartedly gave to me." Izaya finished.

Shizuo didn't reply. "What do you think now? I am not that great…but do you want to be my friend?"

"Well, Izaya. I might understand why you did all that, but…you seem fine. It was in high school, and I'm not using you. What for? Friends are there for support, not for using. I…" He was smiling. "Thanks for telling me, though."

"Did you ever go to college?" Izaya asked.

"No. By the time I finished high school I was already good with magic, so I just took a few courses and started my career as a magician."

"I see." Izaya was blushing. He had never talked with someone who had that low level, but still managed to impress him like Shizuo did. "Well, I did. But I never know why I went there in the first time. I already had a job."

"Shiki found me when I was in high school. My senior year. Two weeks before my graduation. I was shouting at a friend. We were discussing about some marketing techniques. He took an interest in me and admitted me in his company. I was good with information, hacking and all that stuff, so I worked in his company while I studied in college. I finished college. But I was fine with the job I got, so…"

"You are amazing. I wouldn't have managed it." Shizuo smiled.

"Well, enough talking. Do you want to do something? We could have a sleep over. We could watch movies!" Izaya shouted.

"You do realize we are both 23 and 24, right?" The magician laughed.

"Well, yes…then…let me teach you Go." Izaya insisted. "Or we could go for a walk."

"I think I prefer the latter. Let's go." Both smiled as they left the building and went to Shinjuku's streets. Shizuo kept walking next to Izaya's side, without saying anything. He was still wondering about all the things that Izaya had told him.

Shizuo had always been the kind of boy who was rather impatient. He hated people who only thought of themselves. In high school, he hated all those boys and girls who insulted others, just because they weren't good enough. He was really popular for his strength, but he was feared. Yet, Izaya on the other hand was also feared. But not in the same way. He was used to being treated like some kind of prize. He was used to that. Shiki, all the boys and girls in high school, they all treated him like an object. That was pretty much how he felt.

The problem was that Shizuo didn't see Izaya as a mere object. He had taken interest in him. Nobody had been so valiant to just barge in his room and demand for an explanation. Usually, if someone did that kind of thing, they would make up an excuse, but the informant didn't have any kind of problem with saying what he thought. And Izaya didn't show any regrets when telling him he wanted to crush his show down.

"Hey? Are you listening to me?" Izaya complained. Shizuo snapped back and smiled.

"Nope. Sorry."

"As expected. What if I had been saying something important, huh?"

"Then you would have to repeat it. Since I wasn't listening at all." Shizuo sighed.

"Ah, come on! I was telling you some unimportant things. But now to the real thing…I'm quite bored, and I don't seem to find anything funny to do here." The black-haired said.

Shizuo ruffled his hair. Afterwards, he gently and quickly kissed Izaya's cheek.

"Hey! What was that for?" Izaya protested, blushing madly.

"No reason. I've always wanted to do that." Shizuo laughed. "Come on, let's go to another place."

"Ahm… Well…if you insist." Izaya gave up. He was still blushing, though. "What do you want to do?"

"We could do a lot of things. We could take a stroll around here."

"We've been doing that for two weeks." Izaya complained.

"Go to a Museum." The other one continued.

"You know what happened last time." Izaya shrugged.

"We could…eat an ice cream."

"I'm not in the mood."

"Oh god, Izaya. If you're going to complain so much, then I suggest you say what we do."

"Play Go." Izaya smirked. The magician sighed, his shoulders fell.

"Really? Why do you insist so much?"

"Because there's nothing else to do." Suddenly, he smirked anew. "Although…"

"You have an idea?" Shizuo shivered; he knew Izaya's ideas were a tad difficult.

"Let's go to a spa!" Izaya smirked.

"But…I have to return home to get my bathing clothes. Besides, it is too late."

"Now you're the one who only complains. Fine, I'll lend you one of mine." Izaya was blushing.

"No…I prefer playing Go." Shizuo gave in. Izaya did a small victory dance as he leaded the blonde back to his apartment. 'I knew you would agree' He even added while entering the apartment.

"Fine. Teach me how to play go and afterwards let's do something else. You know I'm not a brain dude."

"Soon, you will be." Izaya said and proceeded to get the board out. He proceeded to explain the whole moves to Shizuo. He didn't understand, though. So he had to start over again and play bit by bit. Shizuo managed to play for a bit, it was easier for him than playing chess.

"I… think you have lost, Shizu-chan." Izaya said after finishing the game. "But let's do this without points. Otherwise, it'd be a waste of time."

Shizuo stood up and went to the couch. He fell down and proceeded to tell the brunet to sit next to him.

"Say, do you like chats?" Izaya asked.

"No…not much. I'm not that interested in technologies. I'm more of a classy guy, you see?"

"I bet you say that because you can't manage to use a computer. sigh. What are you able to do, Shizu-chan? You're bad at everything! "

"Hey! No. It's not true. I'm a pretty amazing cook. Besides, I was good in literature. And in history! And in lots of stuff as well. And I get along with computers. They are just…too commercial for me." Shizuo sighed.

"Well…I'll believe you for once. Ah, I want to taste your food." He suddenly blushed, because of the second thoughts he gave to the words he said. Shizuo noticed it and laughed.

"Yeah, whenever you want. I can cook any kind food."

"I only like ootoro. Anything else tastes bad. Only tuna is good. Well, I like many things…but that is my favourite. There, now you know." Izaya winked at Shizuo and then rested his head on his shoulder. Throwing his arms up in the air he started looking at his nails.

"I'm pretty tired, Shizu-chan."

"I see. Maybe, if you behave good, I'll cook you some ootoro. Mixed with French cuisine. Or Chinese, or Mexican. Hell, even with Italian. I'll teach you how to cook." He laughed.

"And why would you know that I can't cook?" Izaya snapped.

"Otherwise, you wouldn't be as tiny as you are now. But don't worry, that'll change." Shizuo laughed. He certainly had fun with his new friend.