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A/N:- Thank you for the reviews and now back to Shizuo. Sorry about any grammar mistakes, I can barely stay awake today. Anyway enjoy.

No matter how fast he walked, Izaya kept up with him, slowing the car down, or driving normally. What was the flea playing at? He could feel his gaze on him, making him uncomfortable. Why couldn't the flea leave him alone. "Shizu-chan, I can get there quicker." The blond ignored, looking straight ahead. He had already slipped up, letting Izaya get close enough, to find out.

Shizuo lit another cigarette, carrying on with his power walking, his slim legs, taking wide strides. He wouldn't run, he wasn't giving the flea the satisfaction. Izaya was still next to him, he did his best to tune him out. It was him and his cigarette, a normal morning, walking to work on his own. "Shizu-chan, you're wasting energy. I'm offering you a lift."

But he wouldn't trust him, he wouldn't fall for the flea's manipulation. He wasn't Shizuka right now, he was calm and harder to anger. Though the thought of picking up the expensive looking car and hurling it into TGOI, with him in it was tempting.

He had always hated traffic lights, they changed too slowly when you wanted to cross. This morning he was grateful, Shizuo waited for the light to change, allowing him to cross and making Izaya wait behind the line. Once he reached the other side, he pressed the button again, hoping to keep him there a while longer.

Izaya caught up to him moments later, but by then he was already putting out his cigarette and entering the building. While the flea, would be parking his car, he made his way to the lift, happy to see he was the only one there. He didn't like unnecessary physical contact. It was why he didn't use public transport.

Shizuo pressed the button, that would take him to Izaya's floor. He allowed himself a sigh of relief, leaning against the side. It was short lived, when a shoe held the doors open, before it's owner got in. Crimson eyes fixed on him and he couldn't tell whether Izaya was angry or amused. Most likely amused. "You could have waited for me, Shizu-chan."

Ugh, was this what he had to put up with now? Izaya's constant annoyance. "Shizu-chan, you shouldn't ignore me." How many times had he heard that? Izaya stepped forward, a few centimetres away from him, Shizuo pressed himself against the side. "Don't get so close." Izaya smirked. "Answer me the first time and I won't have to, silly protozoan."

The blond let out a deep breath as the flea, stepped back, giving him his space. Damn it. The lift stopped, the doors opening. He pushed past Izaya, getting out first and keeping his distance. "Shizu-chan, I didn't think you'd be so eager to get to my office?" The flea was smirking at him, crimson eyes twinkling.

"Shut it,flea." Izaya opened the door. "Your manners again, protozoan." Shizuo shook his head, ignoring the comment. He quickly sat at his desk, before the flea could get any closer. Switching on the computer, he waited for it to load, so he could type his password in. Izaya was at his desk, logging into his own. "Shizu-chan."

Yeah, he was used to it now. Izaya wanted coffee. The blond stopped at the flea's desk, reaching for the cup, his fingers brushed against Izaya's, who was still holding the handle. Shizuo pulled back, knowing the flea had done it on purpose. He took a deep breath, snatching the mug from the other's hand, marching into the kitchen. Good morning my precious...

Luckily he had missed the announcement again, the less he had to hear Mr god complex's voice the better. Shizuo carried the coffee to Izaya's desk. As he went to place it down, Izaya reached for it, their skin touching. The blond fought back the urge to step back, trying to hand the cup to the flea. Izaya let go since it was too hot, Shizuo could feel the heat and he was holding the handle.

The mug hit the wooden desk, spilling coffee over paperwork and dripping a puddle into Izaya's lap. "Ow!" Shizuo put the mug upright, caught between glaring and concern for his annoying boss. He came back to the desk, with a roll of paper towels from the kitchen. Shizuo handed some to Izaya.

"Shizu-chan's not doing it for me?" The blond scowled, his face slightly pink.

"Do it yourself." Damn flea. Izaya sighed, reaching for the towels. "Shizu-chan is so mean." Yeah, he had heard it all before. Not bothering to reply, he set to cleaning the desk. Once it was done, he took the towels and mug to the kitchen, to make another drink.

He was in the middle of replying to an email, when his phone went off. Izaya glanced up from his desk. "You can answer it, Shizu-chan." He didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed. The blond glanced at his screen, it was his mother. He stood up, ready to leave the office. "Do it here, you wouldn't want my precious humans, thinking you were getting special treatment."

With a low growl, he answered the phone. Shizuka, dear. How are you? Shizuo groaned inwardly. "I'm fine." He looked up, seeing if Izaya was watching him. Have you found anyone yet? Crimson met his own. "No, you asked me this last week." He kept his voice low, but he knew the flea could hear him perfectly. I know dear, but a lot can change in a week. Just like they went through a similar conversation every week.

Did you go to the doctors? No, he couldn't talk about this in front of the flea. "Yes, sorry mother I have to go." The voice on the other end carried on. What did they say? Shizuo froze, he couldn't say it. Not while Izaya was listening. Shizuka? Honestly dear, it's nothing to be shy about. It was embarrassing, taking the pill would be another thing to prove, he wasn't a normal male.

"I have to go, mother." He cut the call, knowing that wasn't the end of the conversation. He turned to glare at the flea,stepping back from his unwavering gaze. Shizuo put the phone back in his pocket, pretending nothing had happened. Izaya said nothing, he had made sure to answer the best he could.

An hour before lunch, Izaya had decided he was bored. Shizuo was currently watching his department on the cctv. Kadota looked down, not saying anything. Erika and Walker were talking among themselves. "When can I go back to my department?" Izaya looked away from the screen. "Once I have a replacement, silly Shizu-chan." Shizuo watched his team, for a few minutes more.

"What do you want? Flea." It didn't make any sense. Why was he so fixed on messing with him? "What do you mean? Shizu-chan." Shizuo shook his head. "Why me? Why am I the only one?" Izaya was quiet, ignoring him for once. "Izaya!" The flea smirked. "You finally said my name." Ugh. He really needed a cigarette. "Shizu-chan stops me getting bored."

That was it? He was there for entertainment? "Can't you pick someone else?" His boss shrugged. "It has to be, Shizu-chan." Why? Why did it have to be him? "Then how can I go back to my department?" He waited for Izaya to answer him, when he didn't, Shizuo sighed, leaving the office.

The blond stood outside the building, inhaling his cigarette and breathing out. He wasn't going back until after lunch. He waited for the trio at the entrance. "Shizu-chan." Erika smiled, waving at him,even though she was right in front him. "How's Iza-Iza been?" She had two books in her hand, while walker carried seven, in his arms. Shizuo nodded to Kadota, he couldn't blame his work colleague, for falling for Shizuka. "Kadota." The other nodded back. "Shizuo." Erika was squealing as she unwrapped a sealed book. They made their way over to their usual café, it was Walker's turn to order."

"Shizu-chan, where's your sister?" Shizuo shrugged. "She does what she likes." Karisawa stopped fiddling with the book. "Dotachin has been trying to call her, she's not picking up and she hasn't replied to his texts." Shizuo glanced over at Kadota. "Knowing her, you won't get a reply until the weekend."

Kadota nodded, but he still didn't look any happier. "You said it was okay, Shizuo. Does she have a boyfriend?" The blond shook his head, making Kodota smile. "Is she in love with anyone?" Again he shook his head. Kadota took his phone out and started texting.

The rest of lunch passes quickly. Walker and Karisawa, were talking about manga as always,while he and Kadota were talking about Izaya and Shizuka. Not that he was comfortable with either subject. Shizuo looked outside, to see Izaya's car outside. At least he wouldn't be breaking into his apartment again.

Shizuo smiled as he headed back to the building with the rest of his department."See you tomorrow, Shizu-chan." The blond nodded getting into the lift. He waits for it to get to the correct floor, before stepping out. Izaya looks up as he comes in. He doesn't say anything, so Shizuo sits back at his desk. "Ne, Shizu-chan. Do you really want to go back and stay with my precious humans?"

Shizuo nods without hesitation. Izaya sighs, looking at the cctv footage. "Okay." The blond froze, his fingers above the keys, in the middle of typing his password. "What's the catch?" He wasn't stupid, he refused to be manipulated. Izaya smirked. "You accept a lift to work, every morning and a lift home." The blond sighed. Less than hour with Izaya or the whole day?

"Fine." The smirk widened. "Since I don't have a P.A. I'll call you if I need you." Who knew how many times he would annoy the blond. "Still want to go back, Shizu-chan?" The blond nodded. The smirk faded, before it re-appeared. "You can go back, next Monday." Shizuo smiled at the screen. He only had to stay up here until the end of the week. "Shizu-chan, coffee."

Although he had said next week, Izaya was starting his request today. Shizuo logged off, waiting for the flea to do the same, since he would be driving him home. The flea was taking his time, his gaze never leaving the blond. "Ready? Shizu-chan." He had been for the past five minutes. He followed Izaya from the office, keeping a safe distance between them.

This time the lift wasn't empty, there were a few other employees, in there with them. Shizuo kept to the corner, Izaya standing close to him, but not too close. Together they walked out of the building. Izaya led him to the car, opening the door for him. "I can do it myself." Izaya raised an eyebrow. The blond let himself sink into the leather seat.

Izaya stood there staring, as he shut the door, going around to his side. Shizuo looked away, focusing on doing his seat belt up. The flea started up the engine, sending the car forward. They didn't say a word to each other, making him wonder why Izaya wanted him in the car in the first place.

He sat there staring out of the window or down at his hands. He could occasionally feel Izaya watching him, but he still didn't say anything. The flea pulled up outside of his apartment, making him want to smack his head against the dashboard. A woman with the same colour hair as Kasuka stood outside his apartment. He groaned as he recognized her. It was his mother, someone else he shouldn't ignore. "That wasn't so bad, was it? Shizu-chan." Shizuo ignored him, trying to see if anyone else was with her.

Izaya's face was close to his, as he moved forward. "Don't ignore me, Shizu-chan." The blond threw himself back in his seat, undoing his seat belt. "See you tomorrow, Shizu-chan." Shizuo got out of the car, closing the door behind him. He waited until the flea had driven off, before walking to the door.

"Mother, what are you doing here?" He could guess why. "Shizuka, dear. Who was that just now?" Shizuo inwardly cursed. "My boss. Why are you here?" He unlocked the door, letting her in. "To continue our earlier conversation. Do you like him?" She had seen the flea once and she was already matchmaking. "No. I hate him." His mother smiled. "There's a thin line between love and hate, Shizuka."

Shizuo shook his head, searching for the prescription that Shizuka had been given. He finally found it, handing it to his mother. "I'll pick these up for you dear. You can get them, when you come to dinner on Saturday." Shizuo sighed. "I'll be busy as Shizuka, I can pick them up on Saturday." His mother shook her head.

"You haven't been home in ages, Shizuka. It's time you stared thinking about the future." Oh no, she was going into full matchmaking mode. "Bring that man with you, I'd like to meet him. You need to think about settling down. I want grandchildren, before I get too old." Shizuo clenched his fist. "Mother -" She cut him off, taking the prescription. "No excuses, dear. I expect to see you on Saturday." His mother made her way from the apartment. Shizuo groaned, throwing himself, down on the sofa. He shouldn't have ignored her.

Shizuo started on dinner, while checking his phone. The first was from Ryyugamine. Hi Heiwajima-san. What's the office like without us? Shizuo smiled. The second was from Kasuka. Nii-san, have you eaten today? The last one was from Karisawa. Shizu-chan. Kadota really likes Shizuka. Can you do something? The blond groaned at that one.

He replied to Ryugamine's text, since it was the quickest. "It's quieter, Izaya wants you two back after you finish school."

Next was Kasuka, instead of replying, he dialled his brother's number. Shizuo listened to the options as it went to voice mail. "Kasuka. I'm making dinner now, don't worry so much about me, everything is fine. Will you be back in time for the dinner on Saturday?" He ended the call, reading the last message again.

He should leave it, Shizuka would deal with it at the weekend. But he remembered the look n Kadota's face. Damn it. The blond turned down the heat, heading for his brother's room. Rummaging through the draw, he did what he had promised himself not to do. Shizuo and Shizuka were two separate people, living two separate lives. That was how it was meant to be.

Shizuo turned on Shizuka's phone, waiting for the messages to pop up. There were five from Kadota and three missed calls. He stared at the screen wondering what he should do. He couldn't lead him on, but he couldn't break his work mate's heart. Damn it. He made his way back to the kitchen, seeing that his dinner was ruined as well. Ugh. He needed a cigarette.

Next:- Collision course