What was Shizuo doing? Why was he touching him like this? What in the world has gotten into him!?

Izaya's mind was in a tangled mess, trying to figure out what exactly triggered the blonde to act this way. But it was hard trying to think of anything with the way Shizuo sucked tenderly and possessively at his neck added with that hand caressing his body. "Shi-Shizu-ch-chan," he managed to let out in between breaths. His body was starting to burn with every touch and it was starting to go straight to his groin. Any further and Shizuo would make him rock hard.

He knew they've kissed and stuff like that but never really anything like this, or anything this was leading to. "Stop…Shizu-chan!" he gasped when Shizuo slipped his hand into his boxers. "Shizu-chan! Don't!" he tried but the blonde just wouldn't listen.

"You're already this hard flea, might as well let me help you get rid of it," Shizuo murmured hotly into his ear.

"Haahnn you…pervert…" Izaya breathed as Shizuo wrapped his large hot hand around his throbbing shaft. "I'm going to…hn! K-kill you for this!" he panted as Shizuo stroked him in a tantalizingly slow pace, squeezing at irregular intervals that caused Izaya to writhe and squirm in his hold, his breath uneven and his face erotically flushed.

"Dammit," Shizuo breathed, getting aroused. The sounds and reactions Izaya gave him were slowly and painfully destroying what was left of his self-control.

"Fuck!" Izaya hissed. He knew he was close. He didn't want to cum. He felt like it would be a great hit to whatever was left of his pride with the way Shizuo was making him act. Oh god, the sounds he was making. He wanted to hit himself. How dare his Shizu-chan bring him into a writhing mess like this?

But damn he couldn't deny the fact that he was loving it.

His heart was beating madly and he was leaning on his injured side. The pain it was causing him mixed well with the pleasure that was filling his entire being. "Shizu—" he couldn't continue for his whole body gave jerk, whimpering slightly as he came into his enemy's hand.

Shizuo held the informant's panting body, the raven's labored breaths slowing until the body he was holding relaxed into his hold. Shizuo nuzzled the nape of his former enemy, wondering why Izaya hasn't said any insults or death threats that he was sure would follow after what he did. But the informant stayed limp and lifeless, slow breaths were the only ones heard from his lips.

"Izaya?" Shizuo asked. He took a look at the other, using his clean hand to brush the bangs away from the raven's face. He was surprised to see Izaya fast asleep. "He fell asleep after cumming," he chuckled. He slowly got up to clean himself and Izaya, before lying back next to him. It was all nice and light to finally understand how he liked having the flea around, how his very presence reels him in every time. And after spending time with him, he even found his eccentricities and god complex…endearing and adorable. It was strange. Did he actually really hate the flea? No. He always just got mad at him for the stupid things he says to purposefully irk him. Izaya had always wanted Shizuo to pop a vein every time they met in the streets. But inside his apartment, Izaya follows his house rules, keeps him company, annoys him in a way that brought them closer for some reason.

Now the only problem was...what was he supposed to do now? Tomorrow will be a mess to deal with, especially with what he just did to the flea. Sure enough he'd bitch at him and wave his cute little knife around. Wait…since when did he start thinking that fucking thing that kept ruining his clothes was…cute?

Damn. Falling in love really made him do a 180 with his thoughts.

Hold on… Shizuo thought, sweat rolling down from the side of his face. "Shit." Do I have to tell that I'm in love with him? Just the thought of that scared him.

The whole scene of the possible outcome of such an action already playing in his brain…

"Nee…Izaya," Shizuo said.

Izaya glanced at him from his phone. "What is it Shizu-chan?"

Shizuo gulped, clenching his fists at his side while trying to calm his nerves like some panicking teenage girl about to confess.

Izaya's face showed absolute curiosity while his alluring crimson trying to predict what his monster had to say to get himself all tense and stiff. "Shizu-chan?"

"I'm in love with you," Shizuo said.

Izaya stared at him. Stared. And stared. And stared.

Then he burst out laughing. "Y-Y-You're i-in love with ME?" he laughed. "This is priceless!"

"Flea…!"

"Aw Shizu-chan, what were you thinking? That I'd run into your arms and reciprocate your feelings for me? I'm sorry but I am a god. I cannot show romantic love to my humans, let alone my already favorite monster!"

Oh the horror. Telling the flea was definitely out of the question. So what should he do? Shizuo thought and thought of it while he ran his hand through those silky raven locks. As he racked his brain for a solution to the problem he was facing, a soft purr was heard from the sleeping informant. Shizuo almost stopped. His hand massaged Izaya's scalp and the purr loudened.

Oh God… How much cuter can this flea get? He thought.

He couldn't stop himself from wrapping his arms closer to the raven and nuzzling his neck.

And as he started drifting to sleep, he finally thought of a solution.

He'll just have to make Izaya fall in love with him.

Izaya woke up in the arms of his Shizu-chan again. He wasn't surprised by this anymore. Shizu-chan was a natural hugger. The warmth was nice anyway. He flinched when he moved a little, feeling his wound stretch. He'll have to go to Shinra later to help patch this up. Reaching up, he lightly touched his monster's cheek, frowning in thought once he remembered what occurred last night. What was Shizu-chan thinking?

"Ne, Shizu-chan…what the hell was going through that tiny little brain of yours?" he murmured lightly as he pinched Shizuo's nose. "This is your punishment," he mumbled as he continued to block his nasal breathing. As a result, Shizuo's brows furrowed and he breathed through his mouth, causing him to snore loudly. Izaya chuckled and let go. "Baka."

He leaned up to bring their faces closer when he saw the blonde's face look peaceful in his sleep. "What are you dreaming about Shizu-chan?" Izaya asked in amusement.

He reached over to take Shizuo's phone, opening it only to be greeted with his own sexy pic. He giggled before taking a picture of him giving his monster a kiss, tongue purposefully visible to fluster the blonde once he discovers the picture.

He tossed it back from where he took it and was about to get out of bed when the arms around him tightened. "Shizu—"

"Izaya…"

The raven blinked in surprise.

"You stupid…nh…flea…" the blonde murmured in his sleep.

Izaya wondered what Shizuo was dreaming about. "Are dreaming about one of our chases Shizu-chan?" he asked lightly.

"Izaya…" Shizuo murmured again.

"Let go already baka," Izaya said gently.

"Iza…"

"I know, I know Shizu-chan. You must be happily throwing vending machines at me right about now."

But Izaya was met with lips locking on neck. "Shi—"

And Shizuo bit him once again.