I'M SO SORRY DONT KILL ME! I GOT WRITER'S BLOCK! AND I GOT PROJECTS! AND I GOT CROWDED WITH HONEWORK AND I'M RRREEEAALLLLYYY SOOORRRY! I tried my very hardest to make this the cutest/steamiest/least boring chapter yet! DON'T HATE ME!

Shizuo went to work on Monday with dragging feet. I shoved on his back, "No." He whined.

I shoved hard on his back again, "Do you want to lose quite possibly the only job you have left ever?! Protozoan you have to go!"

He planted his heels and grabbed the door frame, "I can just call in sick."

"You had, like a week off when I got hurt… Go you brute!"

I slipped off his smooth shirt and felt my head smack onto his shoulder. "I don't want to go!" I rubbed my forehead and yanked on his ear. "Ow! Hey!"

"Go to work!"

He laughed and turned quickly before kissing me lightly, "I'll be home early tonight."

"We can deal with you then!" I shoved him out the door and slammed it shut before he could get back in. I wandered over to my laptop and sat down. If it was almost four weeks ago then I would have still been in bed. I never really wanted to get up early until Shizu-chan drug me out of bed.

Work was simple and boring. I had no massive jobs but only small ones that took nothing of my time. I was laying upside down on the couch staring at the TV when I felt hands travel up my sides, "Hey Shizu-chan."

He laughed, "Callouses gave me away, didn't they?"

I drug my eyes up to meet a beat up, black eyed Shizu-chan. Springing to my feet I grabbed his chin and forced him to look at me, "What the fuck happened to you?!"

"Work." He smiled and I glared at the dark bruising and scratches.

"Jesus…" I tilted his head and didn't realize I basically had to tip toe to be eye level with him.

He chuckled and caught my hand, "Not so fun is it?"

"What?" I felt my eyes narrow at him.

"Nothing." He smiled, "It just sucks when the person you care about most gets hurt."

My cheeks tinged pink and I moved away from him, "Idiot."

"So… Are you ready to go?"

"Ready to go where?" I asked, heading for the kitchen for a glass of water.

"It's Valentine's Day… We talked about going out?" He smirked, "The great Izaya Orihara forgot?"

I froze in my tracks, "Oh…"

"You forgot."

I scratched the side of my head, "It may have slipped my mind."

He was headed for the bathroom, "I'm gonna clean up."

"Okay…" I nodded, heading for the couch once again.

"And you're coming with." He smirked leaning against the wall, arms folded over broad chest.

I rolled my eyes but headed for the shower ahead of him. He followed me in and helped strip my shirt off. I turned to see a bruised torso, "Shizuo." The use of his real name had him searching my eyes while I gently touched his chest lightly. Bruises and cuts littered his torso causing a sad twinge in my heart. It wasn't as painful, like the usual throb of my heart.

My hands studied the tender flesh, "I'm fine Izaya… I'm not bleeding out." He pressed his lips to my forehead. I really deeply loved this idiot, didn't I? There was so much emotion between us… And we'd only been together for like… 3 and a ½, weeks? I shivered as he tucked a tuft of hair behind my ear. Why did we cowardly hide behind knives and metal signs? This could have been our life all along!

I remember all the nights I spent curled up in my bed, sobbing like a little bitch because I knew I was alone. Everyone hates me, I know that was true… But maybe if Shizuo was the only one to love me, I wouldn't worry about everyone else? I was expecting to feel the twinge in my chest once again… But it never came. The pain around my heart was removed and replaced by flutters and a warm feeling. Maybe it was the warm water running over my back? When had Shizu-chan drug me in here?

I looked up at him and blinked, "When did this happen?"

He gave a soft glare, "You are just spacing out today."

My face felt hot, "I've got a lot on my mind." If he looked at the contents of my history he'd see that I was looking at apartments… A new apartment for us. It was obvious that we couldn't be apart… But maybe we needed to be? Shizu-chan would get bored of being kind and loving to me eventually right… Then I'd be back in my bed… Crying. Like a 16 year old girl. Maybe I'll skip the ice cream this time though… I hate working out excessively on a day to day basis.

Lips connected with mine, pulling me from my thoughts, "Sorry." I mumbled against his lips.

"Is something bothering you?" He stepped away and began washing his hair.

I slipped under the water and wet my hair before turning and lathering up my hands. "Not really." It was sort of the truth.

A moan escaped his lips as I ran my hands across his shoulders and down his back. Gently I rubbed soap into his chest and was extra careful around his injuries. "Please tell me you're not thinking stupid things flea."

I laughed, "Not so much of the common type of your 'stupid' things."

"So what are you thinking?" He moved under the water and rinsed himself before putting his conditioner in. Large hands began working soap into my skin and gently moved over the angry red line on my side.

I smiled lightly, "Nothing."

"What?" He pinched me lightly and I moved away, "Come on tell me!"

I rinsed off my body and felt his fingers work magic on my scalp. My body automatically leaned into his and I forgot where we were. With a red face, I moved away from his naked form. He chuckled, "I was… Just… I was looking at apartments."

His fingers paused and he spun me around to look at him, "Apartments?" A ghost of a smile was a sign to me that it might be alright.

"I… I mean… We would be saving money on having two apartments that one never uses… And… You know… I…" I trialed off fighting my pride.

He helped rinse out the shampoo before moving to the water himself, "And I know… You… What?"

I bit my lip and swallowed my pride, "I don't know if… I can… Stand being away from a desktop computer much longer." I felt a smirk spread across my features as he glared. The next thing I knew I was being kissed roughly and then prepared for a thrilling early Valentine's gift. I cleaned myself off and exited the shower to a warm fluffy towel. Shizuo was smirking and wrapped me tightly in the soft material, "I don't think I can live without you… All the time." The words whispered from my lips echoed across the walls of the bathroom.

A slight hint of pink showed on my cheeks as he kissed my nose, "Then let's do it…"

"Huh?" I snapped my head up to look directly in his eyes, "What?!"

He chuckled and moved to the bedroom, "Let's find an apartment together… Move in… Be happy… Don't we deserve it?"

I rolled my eyes and leaned against the doorframe of the bathroom, "I suppose you do."

"If you want to treat me like I'm better than you fine…" He glared while slipping underwear on, "You make me happy, so do whatever the fuck I want if that's what you want."

I sighed and ran my hand over my face, "I don't like being a servant Shizu-chan."

"Then rule the kingdom with me and instead of for me, or against me… Don't advise me from the sidelines. You're a part of this relationship too."

I got my own underwear on before grabbing a shirt for him and leaning into his chest as I handed it to him. He wrapped his arms around me and sighed angrily, "Sorry." I mumbled.

"I don't like it when you talk bad about yourself… Truth is… Off the streets you're a whole new person." His lips touched my head gently, "Why don't you see that?"

I shrugged, "It's hard to lower a mask that's super glued to your face 95% of the time."

Shizu-chan ran a hand down my back and back up to my chin. "Let's find some remover then."

Our lips met gently once more and reminded me how easily they fit together. Maybe this was something real and maybe just maybe… It would last, and I would be happy for a while longer.

We left the house and had a movie and dinner date. As the dark theater grew more packed I felt a little more nervous being in public. I hated to admit it, but I didn't really care much for overly packed areas. Not when I couldn't find a higher vantage point quickly. Shizuo grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers, "What are you doing?"

"Relax… It's dark no one's going to see."

I felt my body lean towards him and cursed myself, "You're making me soft Shizu-chan."

"Good." He smirked when the grip on his hand became more confident.

By the end of the movie I was enjoying watching all of the girls, and a few men, cry. "Why do theaters only play sappy love stories on Valentine's Day?"

Shizu-chan laughed as I walked on a concrete ledge ahead of him, "What do you want them to play? Romantic horror movies?!"

"Yes!" I turned on my heel and pointed, "That would be perfect!

He rolled his eyes, "You're insane…"

"That might be, brute. What does it say about you though?"

Shizuo lit a cigarette, "I guess that makes me, "He paused to take a drag, "The owner of the mental hospital."

I glared but with a smile and walked to the apartment. As soon as the door was closed I felt his hands run up my back, "I'm feeling like you want round 2 of Valentine's Day."

He breathed a trail up my neck, "I respected your boundaries at the movie theater… So do I get a reward?" I shivered when his lips finally touched my neck.

"We already ate dinner Shizu-chan… So I'm afraid cooking is going to be a bit pointless and you'll get fat."

He scoffed close to my ear, that husky voice whispered against my ear, "I'm feeling a bit hungry for… Flea."

"You shouldn't eat bugs Shizu-chan." My voice came out needy and weak, a little more than I was ready for.

I took a shaky deep breath as he whispered in my ear, "Hm… You shouldn't tempt a monster then." My knees felt like jello with the gruff husky voice in my ear, "Remind me to talk about apartment hunting in the morning."

Spinning on my heels, I kissed him hard and fast, while my hands tore at his shirt and belt. "Bed now!"

"Oh so you're needy now!" Shizuo slung me over his shoulder and carried me to the bedroom.

I bit his shoulder, "Don't throw me around like a sack of potatoes!"

He bit the top of my ear gently, "Don't turn all fucking horny when I say I want to move in with you!"

I ripped his shirt off with my knife that I kept in my pocket, "Burn bitch! Now… Fuck me!"

So Valentine's Day was a little rougher than normal. I woke up to Shizu-chan snuggling me into his chest. We had just passed out last night after all that… With a groan I got to sit up and still had arms around my waist, "Wake up brute!"

Shizu-chan grunted and covered his eyes, "No."

I could feel the nasty sweat and other things from last night's adventures and went to the shower. I came out with dripping wet hair and shook it over Shizuo. "Hey!" He shot up and grabbed my wrists. "Izaya!"

I cackled and felt him pull me down, "Ah!" He pinned me under him and glared, "Apartment?" I asked innocently.

"Oh yeah." He blinked and then kissed my cheek, "Shower then?" The suggestive raise of his eyebrows had me glaring at him.

"I already did idiot." The truth was my freaking hips were so sore that I really just wanted to take pain killers and lay around all day.

He glared before moving off and going to the shower. When he came back out I already had a list of all the places to visit today, and pain killers in my system for my throbbing hips. He thumbed through the pages I'd printed. "These all look so…"

"What?" I questioned leaning over the paper as he trailed off.

"Perfect… And expensive."

I laughed, "Well with a combined income."

"True." He moved to finish making our breakfast, "Are you alright? I was a little rough last night?"

I laughed and spun the papers towards me, "I'm fine… A little tender."

"Sorry." He threw an apologetic smile at me.

We set out to visit apartment after apartment after apartment. I sighed defeated after the fifth failed attempt. Our being together/ kind of a gay relationship… Was slowly becoming the winning issue, that or neighbors, or broken down policies. Shizu-chan turned down the apartment I really liked because the neighbor next door hit on me. "Absolutely no way!"

"But Shizu-chan!" I whined as he drug me down the street, "That could have been the one!"

"We'll find one better." He grumbled, "Mine."

"I'm not a piece of property, need I remind you!"

He kissed me hard after roughly shoving me into an alley, "No but you're still mine… And you're a fucking flirt."

I wiped my mouth and glared at him as harshly as I could. IT may have been nice to be loved, and cared for… But he was being ridiculous. "Shizu-chan… Need I remind you who I'm moving in with?"

He looked like a little kid who got caught being naughty, "I'm sorry… I just… Don't… Izaya…"

I pecked his cheek and gave him a stern look, "Can we go find a fucking apartment? My hips are killing me."

That put a prideful smile back on his face, "One final apartment."

When we walked in the door, I stopped and took a deep breath. The place was the perfect combo of my apartment and his. It had the modern home look, with the lived in feeling. "It's perfect Shizu-chan."

He intertwined our fingers and smiled while looking around the apartment, "It really is."

I found myself signing paperwork and preparing to close my personal apartment. "Are you sure?" The landlord asked, she smiled nicely at us.

One look at Shizu-chan and I nodded, "Yeah I'm sure."

Shizu-chan signed his name next to mine, "Never more sure of anything in my life."

Her girlfriend slowly opened the door and stood in the frame, "Sorry to interrupt… Honey… I need your help in apartment 14 when you're done."

"Sure thing." Turns out… Moms from the grocery store with the little boy… Were our new landlords.

Shizuo laughed, "No going back now flea."

"Oh shut up." I pulled him down to my lips and kissed him right in front of the poor lady.

She smiled warmly, "You can move in as soon as possible. I just want to say you guys are probably the cutest and most loving couple we've had here in a long time."

We both blushed and I realized I'd just performed a little rash, "Don't worry… It won't last long." Shizu-chan laughed. "You'll hear us screaming at each other soon enough… And not the good kind of screaming."

"SHIZUO!"

And that was the end of that conversation.

That was chapter 10! Again, I'm reallllllyyyyy freaking sorry I didn't get this out very fast! I got slammed with projects, and being hyped up on candy, energy drinks, and cookies does nothing for my writer's block! Especially staying up all night to finish stuff for idiot teachers. Sorry! Sorry rant over! :) Review! Fav! Follow! THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH MY STUPID ASS! :)