Shizuo let a smirk make its way onto his face as he leaned against the back of his couch to get a better look at Izaya, who had just tumbled to the floor in a heap of blankets. This was a new side of the black haired guy that Shizuo had yet to see, and he was mentally counting how many sides of Izaya he could get out before the end of the week could come.

By the look present on Shizuo's face, it was obvious that he was pleased with the reaction that he had earned from the informant.

"Ah, your awake flea."

He casually stated with a very small shrug of his shoulder, in an utmost uncaring way. His attention shifting from his cell phone that he had just pulled out of his pocket to the angry look that was planted on Izaya's face at the moment.

"I didn't know you rolled in your sleep though."

If he wasn't so bent on keeping a straight face on to make it seem like he was completely innocent in the act, then Shizuo would have undoubtedly busted out laughing then and there in front of Izaya's face. He completely ignored the glare and comment he received and instead motioned to the blankets scattered on the floor from when he fell.

"Are you going to clean those up any time soon? My house is already a mess as it is."

Izaya stared up at Shizuo with complete distaste for a moment, still not accustomed to his usual annoying and rather sly behavior, as it was morning and he still craved perhaps another hour of sleep.

On top of that, what good did Shizuo have in waking him up? From what he'd experienced personally, and through what everybody in Ikebukuro knew, Shizuo found Izaya to be the lowest of the low, as in, why would he wake him up for fun, knowing that it meant that Izaya would probably begin his daily 'let's piss Shizuo off so much he throws something large with inhumane strength' scheme.

Deciding that perhaps it was best to abide by that, Izaya heaved a sigh, glanced back down at his lap, and then allowed Shizuo to steal his attention yet again, this time Izaya had a - hopefully - empowering smirk over his placid features, and he shook his head. "Nope, I don't feel like cleaning. You clean, or you don't get to kill me."

Izaya was inwardly extremely giddy, it seemed that he could really take advantage of Shizuo during this time; it wasn't the other way around like he'd thought at all. What wild things could he do to twist the poor man? Well, first he'd have to set down a base rule, just in case Shizuo did end up snapping to Izaya's general antics.

"Shizuo, just to be sure, if you attack me before the time comes at the end of the week, I am let off free. Got that?"

Izaya stood up slowly and kicked at the blankets on the ground as he did. He hadn't realized that he was wearing Shizuo's shirt - which just exposed how small he was compared to the taller (much taller) male, until he stretched, and then lowered his arms to his side, gazing at Shizuo for a moment, before setting his eyes back down to the floor.

Shizuo scowled at Izaya, letting out an irritated grunt. Well, that somewhat killed his mischievous mood. Knowing how the flea was, if he knew that Shizuo might be willing to do some of the things that he either requested or demanded just so that he would be able to kill him later on in the week, then, there would be no end to them until Izaya was completely satisfied.

"Wait, when did you make that rule?"

He questioned as he pocketed away his cell phone after texting Tom about the 'run away' client. It wasn't that obvious, but Shizuo was sure that a bit of disappointment had flashed through his eyes at that moment.

Would he be able to resist the urge to kill Izaya if he somehow became extremely annoying?

Knowing how Shizuo's patience always wore thin when it came to anything that bother him, even a little, then he had a feeling that he wouldn't be able to kill Izaya.

It was all just a waste of time for him if they didn't stick to the deal that they made.

Trying to not look swayed by the new rule that was just added on to their deal, Shizuo shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and yawned lowly.

"Well, whatever. I don't care."

He then proceeded to turn around and walk back to the kitchen to find something to eat. As for the blankets and stuff scattered around on the floor, he would just clean that up later, when he was actually willing too. Otherwise, it would probably, well most likely stay on the floor until further notice.

"What are you planning to do today anyways?" He asked before a look of disdain pasted Shizuo's face when he noticed that there was nothing in the fridge that they could considered breakfast. That meant that they would have to go to the store to buy food.

Izaya glanced up at Shizuo again, staring at him with complete disdain. Yes, he'd failed to mention that little rule, but he thought that it was pretty obvious, he'd stated Shizuo could kill him only at the end of the week, if he was attacked beforehand that'd blow the whole things out of proportion.

Shizuo really was an idiot, and Izaya was so desperate to teasingly tell the blonde so, instead he just raised his eyebrows, but otherwise spoke seriously. "I made that rule when I realized that you hate me enough to break our deal."

He put it so simply that Izaya had to turn around, to continue to act slightly casual as he hooked his foot underneath one of the blankets on the ground and lifted his leg, in an effort not to have to bend down to pick it up. Izaya took the blanket off of his foot and chucked it onto the couch, repeating the same for the next two. He'd been pretty cold, obvious during the night. Apart from that, Izaya had slept peacefully… which was weird since he never thought he'd lower himself to sleeping on someone else's couch. He didn't really have dignity left, it seemed. But he'd let that be something in-between only himself and Shizuo.

He turned back around yet again to face the blonde, taking a step forward he shook his head and let out another sigh. "I don't know. I'm supposed to be your friend, aren't I? So just… take me where you take other friends, I guess," Izaya paused momentarily to snicker as he tilted his head; "Or does Shizu-chan not have friends?"

Izaya had only really ever seen him with Tom, though he knew Shizuo was popular with ladies, they never really got close enough… he had no idea how Shizuo would act towards a lover. He let his smile fade as he studied the man, just thinking about it. Would he be nice towards a person he loved? Would he actually show that he cared? It didn't seem possible for Shizuo. Still, Izaya found himself averting his gaze and pushing past the male, walking towards the hall. "What did you do with my clothes?"

Shizuo closed the refrigerator with a sigh. He didn't want to leave his domain today. If anything, he just wanted to stay inside and soak the day up by being completely lazy. He didn't have a good night and with Izaya here, he doubted that he would even have a good morning today.

There was no way that he was willing to go to a store just to have people stare in confusion and judge him quietly, sometimes even loudly just so that they could be heard by others, about him buying food. Was he really considered that much of a beast that people thought that he didn't eat? The though cause him to twitch, trying to keep calm not lose his temper today.

Especially since he wasn't in the mood to throw any vending machines or signs at any ignorant people. But then again, he doubted that he would be able to think straight once he has entered rage mood. That was how it always was for him, that is, until something snaps him out of it long enough for him to get back in control of his body.

Shizuo sent Izaya glare from his peripheral vision, too lazy to turn his body towards him.

"Shut up."

He replied lowly. He had to keep reminding himself about the rule that he was just informed about. Izaya should be glad he stated it before Shizuo found the urge to crush him under his couch. He continued to glare even after Izaya pushed past him before shrugging nonchalantly.

"I don't know. I kicked it somewhere when I almost tripped on it."

He grumbled, watching as the informant broker walked toward the hall way. It just now dawned on Shizuo just how small Izaya was compared to him. It made him grunt and his eyebrows furrow at the thought.

Was he a monster, even in size? It was irritating to think about it, but not many people where his size and he could be easily spotted in a crowd.

"Hurry up and find your cloth. We're going out to eat."

He instructed trying to erase the thought as he pointing a thumb towards the door to emphasize his command. He didn't want to go to the store. That could wait until later, he was hungry now.

Izaya sighed, "Well, Shizu-chan, I've got to say you were not the best sleepover I've ever had."

He began to make his way through the hall, checking every indent of a door to the wall and the cupboard, just to find his clothes. What the hell could Shizuo have done to them? He was half asleep… maybe he inattentively put them through the wash? Then again, Shizuo didn't seem capable of being nice to Izaya even during his wake. So, then… had he done one of his monster kicks and made his clothes disappear to some other country on the other side of the world?

Izaya scoffed at the thought and turned around, Shizuo was still in view, and he had to say… eating out did sound favorable… however he did not want to be seen with Shizuo. How embarrassing for him, the previous day it had been bad enough, he didn't want it to simply become worse!

"U-Uh okay…" Izaya raised his eyebrows as he turned back around, completely forgetting the snarky comment he was going to send Shizuo's way he regarded a bundle of dark clothes at the very end of the hall.

As Izaya was advancing towards them, he seemed to forget that he was awake, out of drowsiness of the morning, not only that but his footing became shot as he sent himself sprawling forwards, flat onto his stomach and arms, luckily his face didn't hit the floor. He needed to protect that.

For a moment, he blinked, utterly shocked with himself… until ever so slowly it sunk in that he'd just tripped over, in front of Shizuo. In front of… how embarrassing!

Izaya's face turned all shades of red as he pushed himself back up, glad that his back was turned from the giant as he scooped up his clothes and headed straight for the bathroom without another word. That was the first time he'd fallen over in a while… by accident anyway.

Shizuo shrugged nonchalantly at Izaya. He never wanted to have this little 'sleep over' in the first place. But he was too tired last night to kick Izaya out, and at that time he really couldn't care less if the informant broker stayed or not, as long as he was able to get some shut eye.

Though he kind of regretted it now because he had most likely lost the possibly best sleep of his entire life to just some probes and pokes, and one very annoying voice of a certain very annoying person who took pleasure out of other peoples struggling and problems.

An impatient look crossed Shizuo's expression when he noticed that Izaya had yet to find his bundle of cloth. He didn't think that he had kicked it that far away from the original spot that it was thrown. He looked at him before glancing at the clock to see what time it was. He wanted to get out before the town began to get lively, which was usually around 12:00.

"Will you h-..."

Blinking, a small smirk of amusement crawled onto Shizuo's face when he noticed that Izaya was on the ground. He had only looked away for a second, and when he turned back there he was, falling in what seemed like slow motion until he hit the ground with a small 'thump'.

Now usually, Shizuo wasn't one to laugh at somebody Else's pain or problems, especially if it involved them hurting themselves. He would sneer at them and turn away with a look of disdain.

But with Izaya, it was a whole different story.

The smirk that he wore quickly broke into a grin as he snickered quietly. Hey, at least he was trying to act like a friend and not laugh in front of his face. Then again, he had seen a couple of friends that laughed at the other ones misfortune when he did his daily walk around Ikebukuro.

He watched the very embarrassed raven haired guy rush to the bathroom before he let out a booming laugh.

It may have seen like a mistake because of a bad footing, but Shizuo considered it Karma for ruining a very good sleep for a very tired person.

Merry Christmas all! Here is an extra long chapter with a moemoe Iza-chan~!