A/N: ...you people who review are so awesome. ^^ You make me feel so happy. I hope everyone had a nice Christmas or whatever they celebrate! :D

Whoa, long chapter. Sorry about that... Oh, and I did think of stopping this story and starting a new one, since, obviously, Izaya and Shizuo are already going out, but when you think about it, Shizuo still has problems, so... yeah. X) I wouldn't know of a title for that, anyway... "Why Can't I Just Be... A Virgin"? XD Sounds too M-rated... not really the focus, of the story too... = =" Well, I fail at titles either way... I should stop rambling on here...

WARNING: Mentions of sex... Izaya has some... dreams... and also... some ranting in a chatroom about... stuff... and... kisses, gropes, all that good stuff that's still T-rated. ^^"


Shizuo closed the door softly behind him. As soon as the tell tale click sound reached his ears, the blond slowly eased off his right shoe. After that came the left shoe.

Plop. Plop. Sighing deeply, Shizuo practically crashed down onto a random chair, his mouth still tingling from the kiss…es.

"Aw, shit." He murmured, lying his head down on the table. For a few seconds, Shizuo lay there, his cheek squashed against the wooden surface with his neck twisted at an odd angle. Then, against the table Izaya had given him, the blond gave a small smile.

He had to admit it. Izaya was a damn good kisser.


"H-huh?" Blinking his eyes wearily, Izaya lifted his head from his desk. Realizing he had dozed off, the informant frowned in slight disgust at the small pool of drool he had made, thankful, though, that it hadn't been on his computer.

What Izaya saw in front of his desk, however, completely eliminated all thoughts of his computer.

Dressed in a maid outfit, a flustered Shizuo looked at the ground hesitantly, his fingers fumbling with the short skirt that ended just after his butt. "I-I… I-Izaya…" The blond whispered shyly, eyes darting up furtively to meet his.

"…" Izaya's jaw dropped open as blood rushed to his face as well as… to other areas. The black-haired man literally fell frozen out of his seat, blood threatening to erupt out of his nose. "A… gah…" Izaya managed to sputter before crashing down hard on the floor.

BANG! The impact of his head on the hard surface actually caused a breeze to ruffle through the room.

"A-aah!" Shizuo actually squealed, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to keep his skirt down.

OH SHIT. Was all that could go through Izaya's mind as he desperately clutched his nose.

"O-oh!" Sounding panicked, Shizuo knelt down and took Izaya's face in his hands. "I-Izaya, a-are you okay-"

The informant's eyes bulged as he took in the teary, flushed face in front of him as the smooth hands framed his cheeks worriedly. It was just too much for his blood to handle.

Quickly backing away from Shizuo, Izaya covered his nose again, his voice coming out rather muffled. "Shi-Shizu-chan, wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-whaaaaa?" Normally, Orihara Izaya was not one to stutter. But this… was definitely a major exception.

"Ah…" Folding his gloved hands and placing them on his bare knees, maid Shizuo looked at the ground bashfully. "G… g… g-good morning…" His cheeks turning redder, Shizuo glanced up to Izaya once again. "I-Izaya… s-sama…"

"…" POW. All Izaya could do was clap his other hand to his nose.

"Agh…" Blushing furiously, the blond turned his head away cutely. "D-don't… l-laugh…"

The red eyes widened. Did Shizuo think he was trying to hold back his laughter? Izaya hastily let go of his face, relieved to find his palms clean of blood. Realizing his control of the unexpected scenario, the informant smirked coyly at Shizuo, a hand coming up to tilt the blond's chin.

"Truly, Shizu-chan, laughing at you is the last thing on my mind right now…" Izaya whispered, making Shizuo blink in surprise. It was so utterly adorable.

"R-really?" Shizuo asked hopefully, his hand inching closer to Izaya's. The informant nodded slowly, wicked thoughts now running in his mind. "Really, Shizu-chan… however…" Izaya greedily cupped Shizuo's ass through the maid skirt, causing the blond to yelp in surprise. "A-aah~~"

His hands already sneaking under Shizuo's skirt, Izaya leaned over to bite Shizuo's reddened earlobe before breathing into it slyly. "Izaya-sama is going to have to punish you for being too cute, Shizu-chan… Ehehehehehe…"

"N-nngh, o-oh, pl-please, Izaya-sama-"


"H-huh?" Blinking his eyes wearily, Izaya lifted his head from his desk. Realizing he had dozed off, the informant frowned in slight disgust at the small pool of drool he had made, thankful, though, that it hadn't been on his computer.

By this point, however, the informant's dream caught up to him, and he looked eagerly across his desk to see…

Nothing.

Extremely sullen, Izaya flopped his head back down and gave a weak punch to the desk. "Nooooooooooooooooo…"

Upstairs, Namie rolled her eyes briefly before putting a book back. "Honestly… If you're only going to have wet dreams, then you should just go home!"


"I see." Kasuka replied after Shizuo had told him a… summary of his date. "Well, that's good…"

"Yeah…" Shizuo muttered back, gazing up at his ceiling.

"…"

"…"

"You… didn't have…" The younger brother let his sentence trail off meaningfully.

"WH-WHAAAAT?" The blond wheezed out, almost choking on his own breath. "N-NOOOO! We… we did not! W-w-w-w-w-w-we… j-just k-ki-ki… k-kissed…" Shizuo could feel his whole face heating up.

"…sorry for bringing that up. Then… I guess you did find someone…"

Shizuo moved his hand to his face awkwardly. "I… I guess I… did… in… a way…"

"I'll be meeting him the next time I get to stop by in Ikebukuro again, right?"

Shizuo blinked, his embarrassment temporarily forgotten. "Oh… I… I guess so…" He hadn't really thought introducing Izaya to other people in his life as a problem, since, well, almost all of his friends in Ikebukuro already knew Izaya… how could he have forgotten about Kasuka?

Not seeming to sense anything wrong, Kasuka replied in his usual tone of voice. "I'm looking forward to it."

"M-me too…" Shizuo agreed, lying through his teeth. "I'm sure you guys will be able to get along fine…" Already he could picture the potential disastrous scenarios in his head. His little brother's response did little to help.

"…He was the one who caused you to wear pink in order to get rid of…"

"…"

"…well, I'll talk to you later, Nii-san."

"O-okay… ah, and if anything bad happens, you call me, u-understand?"

"Yes, yes, if I am kidnapped by ransomers, rapists, or gangs, I'll have them call you first. Bye."

"…" Shizuo flipped his phone shut, a cloud of doom floating on his head. "…" Everything would be fine if he just went on a date with Izaya, huh? LIES… His troubles… were far from over. VERY FAR…


On the other hand, Shizuo was now back at work, so perhaps he could take his frustration out on any gamblers or other citizens in heavy debt…

"So, Tom-san, how have you been? …I-I mean, how was your mother?" The blond asked awkwardly as he followed the debt collector through the streets.

"Ah, it was fine, fine…" Tom assured, walking at a casual pace. "She… was good…"

"Oh…"

Fortunately, it was actually a good day. People actually paid up their debts and did not put up a fuss. Tom and Shizuo finished early, and ended up having some small talk, a certain flea not coming up at all.

They were both having a smoke against one of the buildings when… IT happened…

"Er… Shizuo…" Tom started awkwardly, before taking a drag from his cigarette. "…um… what did happen with that guy called Ori-"

"SHIZU-CHAN!" Out of nowhere, Shizuo was suddenly tackled by Izaya, his cigarette tumbling out of his hand as they landed in an awkward heap in front of Tom.

"WHA… WHAT… HUH… FLEA! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING-" Shizuo sputtered out as he tried to get away from Izaya.

Pouting, Izaya wrapped his arms around Shizuo's waist and leaned his chin on the blond's shoulder. "I can't believe you, Shizu-chan! Right after our first date, I see you hanging around another man? I'm your boyfriend, after al!"

"THE HELL, FLEA, I'M WORKING RIGHT NOW! GO AWAY!" The bodyguard yelled, his face a violent red as he squirmed vainly in Izaya's grasp.

"Lies, Shizu-chan, LIES!" A devilish grin formed on Izaya's lips. "This means punishment… ehehehe…" A ringed hand snuck stealthily down to Shizuo's butt.

"E-eep!"

"Mmm, mine…"

"I-IZAYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Meanwhile, Tom was staring at them, utterly perplexed. Shizu-chan? Date? Boyfriend? Punishment? WHAT?

Luckily, an arm reached out and pulled Tom out of the scene, leaving Shizuo and Izaya to themselves…

"Wh-what the hell?" Tom managed to yell out before Erika and Walker popped out on either side of him.

"Good work!"

"I have to admit, that was some pretty sly planning there, Tanaka-san…"

"H-huh? What?" The poor Tom asked, bewildered. Fortunately, Kadota was there to save him.

"Ah, don't worry, they're just a couple of idiots." The man muttered. "Though, how did you do it?"

"…" Tom blinked through his glasses. "…do… what?"

Kadota glanced at him. "Your timing, I mean. You leave where Shizuo is about to murder Izaya, and when you come back, it's at the same time where they're… going out…"

"…are you serious?" Tom gawked. "They're… actually dating? What else happened while I was gone?"

"…nothing much…"

"…"

Both men glanced out to where Shizuo was apparently struggling with all he could to escape from Izaya, but on closer inspection, the blond was blushing heavily as the informant nuzzled into his hair.

"…"

Tom shrugged. "Well, I can assure you honestly that that was not done on purpose… I am happy for him, though. It was kind of obvious from the start that Shizuo liked him…"

Kadota looked thoughtfully up to the sky. "Obvious, huh…"


Meanwhile…

"O-OH COME ON, FLEA!" Shizuo yelled. "Y-you knew that Tom-san was my employer, didn't you?"

Izaya simply buried his face in Shizuo's hair, delighting in the scent of the blond locks. "Mmmm... yes, I do know, but I have to make sure people know that you are mine…"

Putting his sunglasses away before they could come to any harm, Shizuo rolled his eyes. "What am I, your possession?" He was slightly surprised as Izaya whirled him around, looking at him with serious red eyes.

"I… Izaya?"

The informant leaned over and kissed Shizuo's cheek gently. "You're far too valuable to be a possession, Shizu-chan…"

"…" The blond flushed deeply, mentally slapping himself for letting his heart race at a cliché line such as that. "I… I need to get back to work…" Shizuo muttered, turning his face sideward stubbornly. "…you need to get back to work, too, don't you?"

"…" Izaya's sullen silence confirmed Shizuo's suspicions. The blond didn't know whether to sigh or chuckle. "…flea… hey, let go… I'll talk to you later…"

"It's not fair…" Izaya muttered before reaching for Shizuo's hand and rubbing it. "I just want to stay with you… fine, Shizu-chan, then give me a kiss!" The informant declared before puckering his lips and leaning close to the bodyguard's face.

"WH-WHAT?" Poor Shizuo shouted in alarm, trying to move away. "Izaya, it's… it's broad daylight! And… and in public too! AGAIN!"

"Oooooh…" Izaya grabbed Shizuo's cheek, forcing the blond to remain as he was. "What is that supposed to imply, Shizu-chan? So soon already?"

"WHA…. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! THAT… I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!"

"Ahahaha, so you were having those kind of thoughts, Shizu-chan…" Izaya moved closer, almost touching Shizuo's lips. "What a naughty boy…"

"GA-GAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Shizuo hastily kissed Izaya clumsily before pulling back and running away. "TH-THERE'S YOUR GODDAMN KISS, FLEA! NOW… GO AND LEAVE ME ALONE, ALL RIGHT?"

"…" A dazed Izaya stared after him for several seconds before putting a hand to his lips. "…Awwwwwww…"


When Shizuo returned to Tom, awkwardness was probably the only word that could describe such an atmosphere.

"…so."

"…Tom-san… just… don't… say… anything…"

"Okay, I won't."

"Thank you."


Tanaka Taro is now online.

Tanaka Taro: Good evening!

Setton: Ah, hi.

Tanaka Taro: Hello, Setton-san. Huh… Kanra-san isn't here again? He's hasn't been on here lately…

Setton: No… I suppose he's just been busy-

Kanra is now online.

Setton: Oh, never mind. Evening, Kanra-san.

Tanaka Taro: Welcome back, Kanra-san!

Kanra: I love him.

Tanaka Taro: H-huh?

Tanaka Taro: Who? What are you talking about, Kanra-san?

Setton: Kanra-san?

Kanra: I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him…

Kanra: I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him…

Tanaka Taro: …what? 0 Д 0'

Tanaka Taro: K-Kanra-san, are you all right?

Setton: …This is bad.

Kanra: I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him,

Kanra: I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him…

Setton: KANRA-SAN! PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER! YOU'RE… YOU'RE ACTING LIKE… LIKE…

Kanra: I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him… I love him so much.

Tanaka Taro: …Setton-san, should we ban him?

Setton: This is his own chatroom, we can't ban him!

Kanra: I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him, I love him…

Tanaka Taro: AAAAAAAAAGH! Th-this is really bad… Is that really you, Kanra-san? Kanra-san, please answer!

Kanra: I love him so, so, so, so, so, so much….

Kanra: He is so fucking cute…

Setton: Ah…

Tanaka Taro: …Setton-san, what should we do?

Setton: Ah, well, you know how Kanra-san is… maybe he'll snap out of it-

Kanra: I want to ******* him and **** his **** and ****** my **** in his ****** ****** ****** ***

Tanaka Taro:

…HUH? · Д ·

Setton: KANRA-SAN!

Kanra: And **** his ****** and make him ****** and *************** ********** *********** I ****************** and ***********

Tanaka Taro: 0Д 0 OH MY GOD! K-Kanra-san! What…. PLEASE STOP!

Setton: Kanra-san, you have to stop! At this rate, you'll get banned from your own chatroom! S-stop using that language! W-we get it! You… really… like this person…

Kanra: ******** I ****** his ******* make him ********** love ************ *********

Tanaka Taro: …u-uh…. · Д · '

Setton: Well, that's cool, then. If you can, can you get some sample of his *** for me? Oh, and I also wouldn't mind ;LFDAJLDSKFA

Tanaka Taro: SETTON-SAN! NOT YOU TOO? 0 Д 0'

Kanra: And ******* his ******** I ********

Setton: ;laflads adsfljakdfsm[opweUIKSFJGHFD

Tanaka Taro: Setton-san?

Setton: FALDKFJALD;KFJAL;DSFJ ;ADS;KLADFS

Tanaka Taro: SETTON-SAN? 0 Д 0'

Kanra: ******* and his ***** I want **** he'll ******

Setton: I apologize for that. THAT RIGHT NOW WAS NOT ME.

Tanaka Taro: Oh, good, I thought so.

Kanra: Make him ************* punish ********** him ********** his ******* and ***** and ******* is ***** mine

Tanaka Taro: …I… I think I should go-

Setton: KANRA-SAN! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!

Kanra: …I love him… a lot…

Tanaka Taro:

Setton:

Kanra: EHEHEHEHEHEHEHE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Kanra is now offline.

Tanaka Taro:

Setton:

Tanaka Taro is now idle.

Setton is now idle.

Tanaka Taro: w-well, that was an interesting experience…

Setton: …sure. Hopefully, Kanra-san… is back to his normal self…

Tanaka Taro: …I… suppose Kanra-san is a… male after all…

Setton: Yeah.

Tanaka Taro: A-ah, I'm not judging! He's perfectly at liberty to like who he wants to!

Setton: Yeah.


"So… you didn't do… it, then?" Tom asked tentatively as they walked across the streets.

Somehow, one way or another, they had gotten to discussing Shizuo's… new relationship.

"…no." Shizuo muttered darkly, shoving his hands deeper in his pockets. "We… we just… ki… kissed, that's all." He added, blushing. The talk about… sex was beginning to worry Shizuo. This was the second time someone had brought it up, but Shizuo couldn't even talk about kissing Izaya without blushing like crazy.

"…"

"…"

They continued to trudge in silence.

Finally, the bodyguard couldn't take it anymore. "Tom-san… if there's anything you want to ask me… you… might as well say it… since… yeah."

"…"

"…"

"…well… Have you even thought about… doing it with him?" The debt collector offered awkwardly after a huge silence.

"…Not really. I mean… s…" Shizuo took a deep breath. "…sex isn't the only thing in a relationship, r-right?"

"Yeah, of course, of course…"

"…" While it was silent, Shizuo mulled over what Izaya had said to him earlier that day. "Ahahaha, so you were having those kind of thoughts, Shizu-chan… What a naughty boy…"

"…" Once more, Shizuo thought about Kasuka. If that was how Izaya was going to act around Tom… how…. Was he going to act around Kasuka?

After several minutes of deep… thought, Shizuo decided he didn't want to know.


Shizuo bit his lip. Even though he had problems, there was absolutely one thing he had to do about Izaya, no matter what painful consequence would befall him. What taboo thing was Shizuo about to do?

Change the flea's goddamn entry in his phone!

Hunched on his couch and feeling like a criminal, Shizuo flipped his phone open and clicked on Izaya's entry. There was no way in hell that Izaya's number could be "My Seme". Shizuo would rather burn his phone or stick it up his ass. All right, maybe not the second one, but still. And since they were already going out, Izaya would have no need to actually check if his contact name was the same, would he?

Furtively clicking on the "Edit Entry" option, the blond hastily erased the name there, and was already typing in "flea" instead when he paused, feeling a little guilty.

Despite everything that Izaya did… he didn't really deserve… to be called flea, did he? Blushing, Shizuo erased that as well. Then… he should at least just put "Izaya", right?

But… that also sounded… Shizuo sighed, starting to type into the phone.

KNOCK KNOCK! The unexpected pounding at his door had the bodyguard almost dropping his phone in shock. "SHIZU-CHAAAAAAAAAAN~! IT'S MEEEEEEEEE!"

"AH, HELL NO!" Shizuo yelled back before falling on his butt.

Izaya skipped inside his building happily. "Good morning~! I missed you so much- oh?" He raised an eyebrow at Shizuo's guilty expression along with the phone. "…Shizu-chan, what have you been doing?"

"N-nothing, flea!" The blond spat out, his hands tightening around the phone. "I just-" Before he could blink, the phone was no longer in his hands. "Wha-"

Izaya studied the phone's screen before flipping it shut, gazing at Shizuo in mock betrayal. "Oh, Shizu-chan, how could you? Erasing my entry in your phone? What will happen now?"

"I-I wasn't…" Shizuo groaned. "I… I was just trying to change the name- HOLY SHIT!" The bodyguard practically screamed when he looked up and found himself face to face with Izaya.

"What's wrong with the name?" Izaya demanded, his eyes huge and round. "You don't like it, Shizu-chan?"

"A-aaah-" In any other situation, Shizuo would have responded indignantly, but the close-up of Izaya's face was making him uncomfortable. "…w-well… I… I…" A sudden thought struck him. Wait a minute…

Izaya stopped in puzzlement when Shizuo didn't answer. …did he go too far? "Shizu-chan-"

The blond looked up at him, confused innocence over his face. "I…" Shizuo began in a shy, hesitant tone, a bit of blush appearing on his cheeks. "…I actually was going to put…" Shizuo moved closer to Izaya, actually pouting a little. "…boyfriend, instead… but if you don't want me to put that, th-then I guess…"

Izaya's jaw went slack as he stared at Shizuo blankly, the smirking, cocky expression completely gone from his face.

"…ah…" His grip around Shizuo's phone loosened.

The blond didn't waste his chance. Shizuo hastily snatched the phone out of Izaya's hand, ready to get off of the couch and run. "Thanks, flea!"

It didn't take long for Izaya to realized that he had been tricked, and so, the informant hastily jumped onto Shizuo, pinning him to the furniture.

"Agh! Get off!" Shizuo cried, but he was laughing as Izaya tried in vain to grab the phone back from him.

"Shizu-chan, give me back the phone!"

"Haha, never!" His boyfriend yelled in triumph, defiantly raising the phone, clutched in both hands, above his head, out of Izaya's reach.

Izaya scowled. If Shizuo was going to play that way, then so was he! Grinning wickedly, the informant started to rub Shizuo's uncovered stomach with one hand.

"Haa-" The once laughing brown eyes went wide in surprise. "…Iza-ah… ah…" Shizuo tried to shrink away from the hand, only causing Izaya to rub harder. "…oh?"

The informant smirked, brushing his hand lightly over Shizuo's stomach again, making the bodyguard instantly squirm. "…what is this, Shizu-chan?"

Shizuo gritted his teeth. "G-gah-"

"Ahahaha!" Izaya began to lightly massage the area as Shizuo's face grew pink. "Don't tell me… the great Heiwajima Shizuo… is ticklish?"

"Sh-shut up!" Shizuo yelped defensively, lowering his arms to protect his stomach. Instantly, Izaya reached for the phone Shizuo was still holding.

"Agh!" Shizuo quickly yanked his arms back up and tried to bring his knees up to shield his ticklish spots. "Hee… agh… no-"

Izaya simply pushed the black-clad knees down with one hand, the other lightly tapping and tickling Shizuo's stomach. "Hee… hee…" The blond squeezed his eyes shut. "S-haa, s-stop it, hee, a-aah, fl-flea-"

His red eyes full of mirth, Izaya continued his tickling torture. "Surrender then, Shizu-chan!"

"N-Noooo!" Shizuo grinned back at him, giggles escaping his mouth. "Hee… aah… ahahahahaha! No! Never, never!"

"Aw, come on, give me the phone already!" Izaya urged, his pale hand straining toward Shizuo's. The hand that was tickling Shizuo began to speed up.

"Aaah! Hahaha, heehee, n-no!" Shizuo laughed back, determinedly keeping the phone out of his reach.

"Why you…" The informant growled back playfully, pinching Shizuo's stomach. "Hand it over…"

"No!" The blond chuckled cheerfully, his knees coming up to keep Izaya at bay. "Give up, flea!"

Izaya's eyes glinted mischievously as his own hand finally latched onto Shizuo's tightly entwined ones. "Oh, we'll see about th…" Both Izaya and Shizuo stopped as they realized how near their faces were to each other. "at…" Izaya finished lamely, looking down at Shizuo.

"…" An uncomfortable silence took place as the once noisy men realized that Izaya's knees were straddling Shizuo's thighs as the informant had his hand on Shizuo's vest.

Staring deep into Izaya's eyes, Shizuo let his hands open and dropped the phone to the ground.

The pale hand then laced fingers with one of his own as Izaya bent his head down. Closing his eyes, Izaya kissed Shizuo, his lips massaging the others gently, the phone now completely forgotten.

Shizuo awkwardly returned the gesture, his other hand retreating and catching Izaya's cheek.

The two continued to kiss softly, Izaya's right hand moving off of Shizuo's stomach and going on the couch as Shizuo fought the butterflies in his chest. "M-mm…" His grip on Izaya's face tightened briefly when a tongue began to prod at Shizuo's mouth gently.

"Aah…" Blushing, the blond allowed Izaya entrance without protest, his insides clenching as he did so.

It was when they started to make out on his couch did Shizuo think of the situation. First, it was almost like a child's game, they were just playfully teasing each other, and then… then it was suddenly this?

Izaya could feel Shizuo gripping his hand tighter as he mapped out his territory in the blond's mouth, wrapping their tongues together again.

"H-hmmm… aah…" The muffled groans continued to escape from Shizuo as Izaya shifted his position. As time went on, the kiss once more got sloppy and more forceful, Shizuo getting pressed deeper into the couch as Izaya ravished him.

"A-agh… h-haa, haa…" Finally, they separated, Shizuo panting hard as Izaya knelt his head down, fumbling one-handed with the bow tie at Shizuo's neck.

"I-Izaya?" Shizuo managed to question breathlessly as he felt the top of his shirt being ripped open, Izaya's harsh breath against his skin making him shiver. "Wh-what-" Shizuo broke off to inhale sharply as Izaya planted hot kisses over his neck. Shizuo's hand ended up threading through Izaya's hair as the kisses gradually turned to little nips along the soft skin.

"H-haa!" The blond couldn't help but make a gasp when he felt a harsh suck on his neck without warning. "I-Izaya, o-oi-" Izaya paused before biting down gently on the reddened skin, sucking as he did.

Shizuo groaned as the black-haired man licked the now forming hickey soothingly. "Y-you vampire..." The former bartender breathed sullenly, causing a chuckle from Izaya.

"That makes you the prey, Shizu-chan…" Izaya murmured before going back to attacking Shizuo's neck, being sure to leave marks that would show above the clothing.

Before long, his hands were starting to tug insistently at Shizuo's vest, and Shizuo, forgetting about all previous awkward conversations, lifted his arms slightly, helping Izaya pull off the article of clothing, the only thing his foggy mind allowed him to do at the moment.

"U-ugh..." The brown eyes slid shut when Izaya's tongue continued to caress the stinging red marks he had created. The mouth slowly moved down, nipping at his collarbone. "Shit..." Shizuo swore, clutching at Izaya tighter.

Unwilling excitement flared like a flame in the blond's chest when the informant suddenly let go of his hand and began to frantically unbutton Shizuo's shirt, bringing their mouths together in a frenzy of aggression. The blond quickly wrapped his arms around Izaya's neck, kissing back as hard as he could.

Once Izaya had finally got that godforsaken shirt completely unbuttoned, he quickly pushed it back to Shizuo's shoulders, his hands sliding back up and across Shizuo's chest while still making out with the blond. The fur coat was flung into another corner of the room a few seconds later.

It was then... when Shizuo's phone rang. Vrrrrb. Vrrrrb.

They both paused. "..." Izaya pulled back, his eyes demanding Shizuo to ignore it, and, half-dazed, Shizuo was more than willing to, if it weren't for.. "Yes, yes, if I am kidnapped by ransomers, rapists, or gangs, I'll have them call you first." ...Kasuka... it's not like that would really happen... but... "Oh, fuck." The bodyguard cursed, leaning up and kissing Izaya. "I-Izaya, I gotta... answer-"

The red eyes narrowed. Before he knew it, Shizuo found himself pushed back down roughly, Izaya giving another violent bite underneath his collarbone. "It can wait... later..."

Wanting so much to agree and submit, Shizuo let out another groan. "Aaah... l-listen, I... I just need to check... that... agh... it's not... m-mm... bad... a-all right? Please?" To his partial relief, he felt reluctant fingers pressing his cell phone in his hand, the device feeling cold in his heated palm.

"Th-thanks." Shizuo whispered before pressing a quick kiss to the informant's lips, identifying the caller as Kasuka and flipping the phone open. "K-Kasuka?"

"Nii-san." The fact that Kasuka called him that as soon as Shizuo answered made the blond stop, concerned. "Is... is everything okay?" He felt Izaya's fingers fiddling with the edges of his white shirt impatiently.

"Everything's fine." A huge smile came upon Izaya's face as he heard those words. Shizuo shrank a little. "...Um... are you sure?"

"Yes." Kasuka answered on the other line. Still grinning creepily, Izaya slowly turned Shizuo around, pulling off the long sleeved white shirt in the process. "W-wait-" Shizuo tried to protest, but was interrupted by Kasuka. "Wait? For what?"

"U-um, n-nothing." Much to his trepidation, Shizuo felt Izaya straddling him from behind. Immediately, his entire face went bright red as he choked inaudibly. TH... THIS... THIS... POSITION... IT'S... IT'S... IT'S ALMOST LIKE... LIKE... LIKE...

"...okay." Shizuo could already hear a hint of a slight suspicious tone in his little brother's voice. Izaya was not helping as he nibbled on Shizuo's shoulder, his hands roaming over the blond's chest.

"...u-um, y-yeah... s-so... what's... what's up?" The blond fought the urge to bury his face in embarrassment as his sweaty back was kissed by Izaya.

"...well, I just wanted to let you know that I'll be able to visit you in a few days."

"O-oh, really?" Shizuo remarked, somehow maintaing a normal tone as Izaya's hands traveled down his chest. "That's, that's great!"

"I'll be seeing your boyfriend, then?"

"Bo-boyfriend?" Izaya's hands traveled lower.

"...Orihara Izaya?"

"A-ah, him..." Shizuo said loudly, throwing a glare at Izaya. "Yeah, I guess you two will be meeting for the first time-" Izaya's hands traveled lower...

The rest of what Shizuo was going to say suddenly ended in a rather un-masculine shriek. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Thump! CRASH!

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...Nii-san?"

"...Hi, Kasuka."

"...what... happened?"

"..."

"...an owl flew through the window." Shizuo said before he could stop himself as Izaya nuzzled into his neck, chuckling. HE WAS GOING TO STRANGLE THE FLEA AFTER THIS...

"..."

"..."

"...an owl... flew through the window?"

Shizuo put a hand over his face in embarrassment. "Y-yeah..."

"...in Tokyo?"

"...yeah."

"...Nii-san... there are not many owls in Tokyo..." Izaya removed Shizuo's hand from his face and kissed it. "W-well... it... it must have escaped from a zoo, Kasuka..."

"Shizu-chan..." Izaya whispered, smirking, "I think you should just admit that you're lying already." With that, the informant snatched the phone easily from Shizuo's grasp and pressed it to his ear smoothly. "Orihara Izaya here. Is this Hanejima Yuhei I have the honor of talking to right now?"

"Is this the owl I have the honor of talking to right now?"

Izaya chuckled again and squeezed Shizuo's butt. "Why yes, I think it is."

"I thought you were... ahem, a flea." Shizuo wanted to either turn into dust or die from embarrassment.

"So did I. Apparently, I was wrong... now, if you would please excuse me, Heiwajima-kun, I would very much like to borrow your older brother for a little longer, thank you very much." Without waiting for a reply, the man closed the phone and tossed it on the floor.

"..."

"..."

"...now, Shizu-chan, where were we?"

Shizuo groaned, and it was NOT a groan of pleasure. "I'm gonna strangle you, flea."

Izaya simply turned his head around to kiss him again. Before their lips could connect, however...

Vrrrb. Vrrrb.

"..."

"..."

"...ah-"

"Shizu-chan?" Shizuo had to hold back a gulp at Izaya's tone.

"Wh-what, flea?"

"...I am going to burn that phone. I am going to burn it until it is an unrecognizable piece of crappy metal, then, I am going to stomp on it until it breaks into tiny little piece. Then, I am going to bury those pieces and dance on the spot."

"..." Vrrrb.

Izaya rolled his eyes reluctantly. "But you can answer it first."

"Th-thanks." Shizuo hurriedly flipped his phone open. "Hello?"

"Shizuo! It's me!" The blond blinked at the alarmed voice. "T-Tom-san? What's wrong?"

"I'm really, really, sorry to be calling you like this but a bunch of fucking dumb kids in west Ikebukuro by Tokyo Hand are getting out of control! They're beating people up here, and Simon is out delivering sushi somewhere else! Please, get your ass here!"

Shizuo swore. "Damn it. Okay, I got it." He and Izaya, who was eavesdropping the whole time, looked at each other for several seconds before hurriedly scrambling up.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT!" Shizuo hastily grabbed his white shirt, pulling his arms through the sleeves and fumbling with the buttons.

"W-wait, Shizu-chan, stop!" Izaya suddenly yelled.

"What?" Shizuo paused.

"...you look perfect like that..." The informant said dreamily, keeping Shizuo's shirt open.

"IZAYA!"

"Sorry, sorry, here's your vest, oh, and I'm coming with you!"

"Huh?" For the second time, Shizuo stopped, this time in the process of yanking on his vest. "...N-no, it's okay-"

"No, it's not!" Izaya pulled on his own fur coat. "They interrupted me, too!" And so, Izaya pulled Shizuo out of the house, the latter noticeably more flustered and messy than the former.


...sorry about that... but... it's not like they can just bang each other and have a happy ending, right? ^^" ...ah, just to let you all know, lemons will probably be off-screen, since, hey, this is T-rated... and I'm scared to death of writing a fail lemon. )X

...Poor, poor Mikado... XD ...and Kasuka's probably not too happy with the "owl" that was bothering his brother, either... XD

Ah... and by the Shizuo fans from last chapter, I honestly do not mean to offend people who like Shizuo, me being one of them. )X I apologize if any offense was taken...