Previously on MPD, Shizuo found out about Izaya being Roppi, but he's not happy when Izaya suddenly suggests he's a monster. He's furious and storms out to the living room, avoiding Izaya like the plague.

HOLY MOTHER OF JOSHUA I APOLOGIZE SO MUCH FOR NOT POSTING YESTERDAY! I had to wake up early to go to my school to take the PSATs and then I immediately went to NYAF afterwards and by the time I got home it was late. I was planning to post, but my internet effing CRASHED on me. Again, I'm so sorry! *bows profusely*

Concerning an anonymous reviewer's question: HP () First of all I'm glad you think the smut is hot XD and Shizuo wasn't really surprised about Shinra being there because he heard his voice from inside the room, it's not that big of a place and Shinra was shouting pretty loudly when talking to Izaya at some points. The reason Izaya wants Shizuo to hate him now, however, is because in chapter ten Izaya sort of realized he was doing wrong. It's like how you can't keep a beautiful bird caged. Izaya got tired of keeping Shizuo entrapped, sure the sex was fun and he loved it and it was exciting, yet… it was plain to see that Shizuo was miserable (even if he ultimately enjoyed the sex, too ,). Plus, right now, Izaya's going through extreme personality changes. Last chapter, I sort of leaked in the personalities of his other personas, as lovely reader NamiZexi-san pointed out ^^

MPD: MultiPersonality Disorder
Chapter Twelve: When Things Start Changing

Shizuo grumbled softly, arms crossed over his chest. It had been about three days since the blonde had seen Izaya. The raven haired man simply left before Shizuo woke and returned after he'd fallen asleep. Last night, the blonde tried to stay awake all night, but in the end he failed to do so.

"Dammit, stupid fucking flea," the blonde lay on the couch, staring at the blank TV screen. "Getting into my head every single goddamn time, it's so annoying…"

'But you're worried about him,' a traitorous voice in his mind murmured. Brown irises closed. It was true, after all. He was worried about Izaya. What was with that, calling him a monster after all of this. He said he was beautiful!

Shizuo flushed red. "Not that I care about that!" he buried his face in the cushions, half expecting Izaya to come in and tease him. He probably would get angry, but for the most part… he'd be relieved. Relieved that Izaya was talking to him again. He hadn't known it till now, but… Izaya was the only person he didn't feel lonely around. He didn't have to worry about killing him, because frankly, the man escaped his wrathful clutches every single time.

It was annoying.

But it was relieving.

There was someone in this world that couldn't crumble when he was rough. There was someone that could dominate him. Shizuo… with Izaya, didn't feel much like a monster. Izaya took care of him, he desecrated him, he turned him into a human.

And Shizuo liked it. He wanted to get to know Izaya better. He wanted… Izaya to touch him again. As much as he hated to admit it, he loved it. The man's touches were pleasantly burning and rough, something he'd never felt before. And he was addicted to it.

He loved it.

He wanted it.

The door creaked open and Shizuo jolted up, widening his eyes when he saw the raven haired informant. The red eyed man walked over to Shizuo, kissing him shortly. The blonde could smell alcohol in Izaya's breath. "Flea, you drunk?"

"Course not Shizu-chan~!" the ravenette giggled, tugging on Shizuo's hands to make him stand up. "Dance with me~"

"To what?" this side of Izaya was a little disconcerting considering their last interaction, which only served to make Shizuo frustrated all over again. "Flea, the hell is wrong with you? One second you're all over me, trying to get me to break, and the next you push me away like you're goddamn scared…"

"Heh~ Whatever do you mean, Shizu-chan~?" Izaya asked, starting up a dance between them.

One two three

"You called me a monster!"

"I said you weren't human~"

One two three

"Doesn't mean you're a monster," the ravenette attempted to twirl the blonde around, pouting when Shizuo remained rooted in his spot. "Shizu-chan?"

"Then what the hell am I?" the bodyguard asked, staring into drunken red eyes seriously.

Izaya sighed melodramatically, hugging Shizuo around the waist and twirling circles in his back. "You're my savior~ If it weren't for you, I'd be dead now!" he laughs shortly, shifting his head up to look at the blonde with a lopsided grin. "I wouldn't be here! I wouldn't own you like this…" a swirl of emotions filled those carmine irises. "I'd never fall in love with you…"

Brown eyes widened with incredulity. "What?"

"Shizu-chan… let me fuck you again. One more time… I want to feel you…" Izaya's hands drifted down the blonde's back to cup his ass. "Please…"

"You…You're crazy!" Shizuo shouted, throwing his hands in the air. "One second you faun over me like some dog, the next you shove me away, and then the next moment you're telling me you love me or some shit like that! The hell's wrong with you?"

Izaya pushed Shizuo against the couch, licking his lips. "M'crazy Shizu-chan~"

"I know that!"

"Then just go at my pace Shizu-chan, it'll feel better that way~" the ravenette straddled Shizuo, kissing his nose before devouring the man's mouth, sucking on his lower lip and prodding his tongue inside of the wet cavern, licking every inch. "Mnn, so good Shizu-chan~"

Shizuo felt himself grow quickly aroused at the kiss, anticipating the man's heated touches. "Izaya…"

The aforementioned informant chuckled, stripping the blonde's shirt and pants off quickly, licking the taut hole that hadn't been used in days. "Mmm, you like that Shizu-chan?"

Whimpering lightly, the blonde nodded. "Ngg, Izaya… fuck, just put it in! Goddamit, I need it!"

"As you wish~" the man probed two fingers inside of Shizuo, stretching him out with dry fingers. "You still hafta lube up my cock Shizu-chan~"

With that thought in mind, Shizuo shuddered, pushing Izaya down and quickly unbuckling the pants, licking the head of the cock eagerly. He lapped up the precum, sliding his mouth along Izaya's shaft and fluttering his eyes closed when that addictive taste and heat rubbed against the back of his throat. "Mnnph~"

"Ah, Shizu, mm! So good!" the informant grasped the blonde's locks, panting as he watching his cock slide in and out of that wondrous mouth. "Ah~ I'm too impatient Shizu-chan, I wanna put it in~ Hold you butt cheeks apart and gimme a good view~?"

The blonde pulled away, a string of saliva connecting his lips to the cock in front of him. He leaned back, breath shallow as his hands parted his ass. "I want it, Izaya… I want you so badly, please, put it in…"

Izaya smirked, leaning forward to capture Shizuo's lips. He plunged himself in Shizuo, immersing himself in that tight heat. Moaning pleasurably, he grabbed his love's face and melded their mouths together. "Mnng, Shizu, Shizu!"

"I-Izaya, I can't hold…" he gripped Izaya's shoulders, grinding against the man's cock wantonly. "I'm gonna come!"

"Do it, Shizu-chan, do it. I wanna see you come, watch you desecrate your own body with semen, watch you submit to me and only me…" the ravenette licked the blonde's lips. "You have to be mine, okay? You have to love me. You have to hate me. Punish me, Shizu-chan. Stay away from me, drive me away, bring me closer."

"Th-The hell are you, ah, talking about, Izaya?" the blonde panted, mind hazy as he felt his climax coming on so soon.

"I don't know, I don't know," the ravenette kissed Shizuo, closing his eyes and feeling warm cum splatter on his stomach.

'I just know you can't stay with me.'

The Next morning

Brown eyes snapped open and Shizuo sat up, finding himself bare on the bed, tucked in. "What the…?" he slipped out of bed, spotting his usual bartender's suit on the night stand. He dressed in it, going outside to the kitchen and finding a plate of hot food.

He looked at the letter, picking it up and reading through it, widening his eyes in horror. Without another thought, he rushed out of the place, the door wide open.

Shizu-chan.

-Thanks for playing along and all. Sorry for everything I've done. You're free, now. Like you're supposed to be. Good bye.

~Orihara Izaya