"Izaya…Izaya…Izaya…."

Shizuo muttered like a mantra against warm lips as he cradled Izaya's warm body close to him.

Izaya exhaled in short gasps, fingernails digging into the fabric of Shizuo's bartender shirt almost desperately, as if he hoped it would make lines of blood down the indestructible man's chest and stain that bartender shirt at the same time.

"Shizu…-chan…"

Izaya's voice was breathy before Shizuo captured his lips again, kissing the information broker as if he wanted to devour him whole -

"Damn…it…not so rough…haven't you kissed…ngh…me…enough?"

Trying his best to keep his moans to a minimum, Izaya smirked at Shizuo as if he was in control of the situation.

Shizuo smirked back, his brown eyes glinting with primal emotion -

"Never."

And then he was back to kissing Izaya again, and Izaya clawed harder at Shizuo's chest with his free hand, even as he laughed as best as he could with Shizuo's tongue in his mouth.

"Ha…Haha…Shit…hate…you- ah!"

Shizuo's hand which was not holding Izaya's wrist threateningly had slipped up Izaya's shirt, caressing the smooth skin of his stomach.

"Don't…touch!"

"Shut up and kiss me back, shitty flea."

"Why would I…ah!…slow down…damn it…are you trying to…eat me…you monster…"

Shizuo smirked against Izaya's lips in reply. He swirled his tongue about the warm cavern of Izaya's mouth, causing a moan to escape from the black haired man's lips.

"Ah…just…die already…Shizu…-chan…!"

Izaya's fingernails dug five millimetres into Shizuo's skin.

Shizuo's brown eyes were glazed over with lust when he withdrew, looking at the shade of red on Izaya's smooth cheeks, a smirk on his lips.

"Breathless already, Izaya?"

His gaze lowered -

"I'm nowhere near done."

That was the only warning Izaya got, then the hand on his stomach was suddenly on the collar of his shirt, tugging the material down as a tongue trailed along his skin -

"What…the…?!"

It seemed the sentence was supposed to end with an expletive, but after the intense, forced kissing session with the monster, Izaya lacked the breath to do so.

"Shizu-chan!"

The monster's tongue was lapping at his neck as if he was as delicious as a sweet dessert -

Izaya shoved his hand against the man's unmoving chest -

"What…are you…!?"

When he realized he still lacked the air needed to speak, Izaya forced himself to inhale, cheeks heating up as Shizuo continued to lick his skin -

"Get off! I'm not some disgusting sugary sweet, you monster! You aren't supposed to-!"

Izaya's breath hitched as the wet tongue made its way along a sensitive spot on his slender neck. Wetness stung his eyes as his stomach tightened. He inhaled and tried a different tactic.

"Shizu-chan…aren't we supposed to…ngh…go down to everyone- fuck!"

Sharp teeth had bitten down on his skin, causing Izaya to let out an inelegant vulgar cry, as his mind currently lacked the capacity to censor his words.

"Shit! What the hell, Shizu-chan?!"

Izaya panted, glaring at Shizuo whose eyes were smiling with vicious intent.

"It's your fault for being so shameless, shitty flea. You expose more skin than the women I know. Celty's decent and Vorona buttons up to the collar. While you…it's not like you have anything to show, so why the fuck is the neckline so low?"

"The neckline is low because you pulled it down, idiotic protozoan!"

"Shut up. It's low even without me pulling it down. See. It doesn't even touch your neck. It can't even be called a fucking neckline. If you want to show off your nice neck, don't blame me for doing things to it. After all I'm a monster and I can't resist the temptation to eat delicious human skin, eh?"

"You-ah fuck!"

Izaya gasped sharply as the monster's teeth latched onto the sensitive part of his neck.

"Heh, you're quite vulgar without your precious words, eh fucking flea?"

"Damn-ngh! Stop it! People will see, damn it!"

"Then let them see. You're my girlfriend so this is natural, so stop complaining and shut your pretty little mouth."

"I hate you…!"

"Feeling's mutual. Now shut up and make those nice sounds which are so much better than your shitty words, fucking flea."

Izaya struggled to get the knife an inch closer to Shizuo's face, and Shizuo used his other hand to take it out of his hand and drop it, not caring where it fell.

"In a littering mood today aren't you…Shizu-chan?"

"Glad you know your knives are trash like you."

With his one hand no longer holding Izaya's wrist, Shizuo grabbed both of Izaya's wrists and held them above the information broker's head, looking down at the annoyed man with a smirk.

"Behave and I might let you go sooner than I want to."

"Whatever. Hurry up and get it over and done with….monster."

Despite Izaya's words, his tone did not hold one of defeat. His eyes gleamed tauntingly.

He shifted his body as best as he could as Shizuo's knee slid in between his legs as the brunet leaned forward, his free hand grasping Izaya's hair as he jerked Izaya's head up –

Yet the kiss Izaya found himself forced to receive was surprisingly gentle in contrast, even when Izaya opened his mouth and their tongues met.

Shizuo's hand moved from Izaya's hair to his cheek, cradling it as he kissed Izaya as if the other man was his lover, his eyes closed as if he wanted to savor the feel of Izaya's mouth. When Izaya began to respond in an almost tentative way, Shizuo's grip on his wrists slipped away, as his hand travelled to Izaya's chest.

He felt Izaya tense as his hand had rested on the black haired man's heart. As if to reassure the information broker, Shizuo brushed the glossy black locks back, running his hand through them.

When he withdrew, Izaya looked at him as if he was expecting to be touched against his will.

But Shizuo only looked into his eyes with an unreadable look, then lowered his body onto Izaya's so that his chin was resting on his chest, his nose buried in Izaya's neck.

Izaya's eyes widened, before he smirked and swatted the shaggy brown hair brushing against his skin away, his gaze shifting to the man in a bartender suit who had his eyes closed.

"Hey hey Shizu-chan, if you want to hibernate can you do it somewhere else?"

"Mm."

Shizuo mumbled something incoherent as his lips touched Izaya's neck. He didn't see Izaya's look of exasperation.

"What's with you all of a sudden?" Izaya said as Shizuo's arms wrapped around his middle. "I don't know if the cold has frozen your protozoic brain but I'm not some teddy bear, you know?"

"Girlfriend."

"Huh?"

"Girlfriend." Shizuo mumbled into his neck.

"You said you'd be my girlfriend for today, so just shut up and let me hold you for a while."

Izaya responded by shoving Shizuo's head away – or trying to, as even with all his strength in his current position, he was unable to move the head of dark brown hair away from his neck.

The information broker let out a long drawn out sigh as Shizuo cuddled him on top of the ferris wheel, holding him as if he wanted to do so forever.

No matter how you look at it this situation is contradictory

Wasn't Shizu-chan intent on molesting me earlier?

Just what is going through his protozoic brain?

Izaya thought in exasperation as he tugged at Shizuo's hair. He was tempted to pull a strand of hair out but reminded himself he wasn't exactly in an advantageous position at the moment, with a superhuman lying on top of him and trapping everything but his arms.

The black haired man poked at Shizuo's head as if hoping the answer would emerge magically from said protozoic brain. He frowned when there was no response from the brain nor its owner and decided to return to Shizuo's hair instead.

Shizu-chan's hair is surprisingly smooth

Izaya thought, not noticing his hand had begun running through Shizuo's natural brown hair.

But it's so messy and shaggy

Why is it always so shaggy anyway?

How can someone's hair always be so messy?

Izaya raised his hand and felt his own neat hair, messing it up on purpose. Then he remembered he didn't have a mirror and pushed his hair back before going back to occupying himself with playing with Shizuo's hair.

Izaya's eyes were filled with curiosity as he experimentally parted the messy brown locks.

So untamed.

It's like a lion's mane

Well, Shizu-chan is more of a tiger though.

He thought in bemusement as he brushed a lock of brown hair away from Shizuo's forehead.

Shizuo made a sound, shifting his head, and Izaya's hand shot back as his eyes widened at his own actions.

What the hell am I doing?

He glared at his hand as if it had moved on its own.

"…."

Only silence answered him as Shizuo was still buried in his neck.

Izaya let an awkward minute pass before he spoke up, "Hey Shizu-chan."

"Hm?"

"Isn't everyone waiting? Kasuka-kun probably said something like it's rude to keep people waiting right? Are you going to ignore your dear brother for whatever protozoic urge you're having now?"

"…Just a few more minutes."

Shizuo seemed to concede and Izaya sent an incredulous stare, for the Shizuo he knew would have immediately drawn back at that in order to not trouble his brother.

But there was nothing he could do, for Izaya had no doubt that if he moved and tried to get away, Shizuo's grip would become crushing and that was not something Izaya wanted to experience especially as Shizuo's arms were around his middle, dangerously close to his ribcage.

So Izaya directed his gaze to the closed eyed man in a bartender suit, then to the night sky.

I'm so bored.

Why is he holding me?

And why isn't he saying anything?

Suddenly going silent like this

Damn unpredictable monster.

How long do I have to stay like this?

Izaya thought as if questioning the night sky. He felt Shizuo move, but his hopes were dashed when the man in a bartender suit did so merely so he could bury his face in Izaya's chest instead, his arms moving down to Izaya's waist.

Seriously

I never thought I'd say this, but I would rather Shizu-chan touch me than hold me like I'm his girlfriend or something.

Izaya sighed inwardly, not liking the intimacy of Shizuo's embrace. He kept his gaze firmly on the night sky, until Shizuo spoke.

"Were you lonely?"

"Hah?"

Izaya stared at the head of brown hair as Shizuo's lips moved against his neck.

"In the hospital."

Izaya stared for a moment, then smiled.

"Of course not."

Shizuo finally opened his eyes, his sharp gaze meeting Izaya's russet eyes head on.

"Liar."

"Now why would I lie, Shizu-chan?"

"Because you think being lonely makes you weak." Shizuo said bluntly, staring into Izaya's eyes, his gaze indecipherable.

Izaya just smiled, and Shizuo continued on, "It's fine, you know. And –"

He leaned forward to place a kiss on Izaya's left cheek, murmuring lowly by his ear.

"I'm sorry."

Izaya's eyes widened but Shizuo had already drawn away, withdrawing from him at last, his hands drawing back from around Izaya's waist.

Izaya sat up wordlessly and Shizuo ruffled his hair with a smile.

"Anyway let's go down, flea. Everyone's waiting."

"….."

Izaya was silent for once and Shizuo took the chance to voice his thoughts.

"You know, this…isn't bad. But I want to…"

Shizuo's voice held a husky undertone, almost as if he was nervous and Izaya stared at him. He cleared his throat, cheeks turning pink.

"…You know, go inside…"

Izaya blinked. "Inside?"

Shizuo nodded. He coughed, then lowered his gaze diagonally.

"If…you don't mind." He mumbled.

Izaya followed Shizuo's gaze in puzzlement, then blinked. He blinked again, before he felt warmth erupt on his cheeks.

I-Is Shizu-chan…?

"S-Shizu-chan…"

Izaya said warily as he tried to distance himself from Shizuo. The monster wouldn't try that now, would he?

He smiled nervously, attempting a light hearted tone –

"You know I don't put out on the first date, right?"

Shizuo looked at him in confusion. "Huh?"

"You know!" Shizuo blinked as Izaya yelled, blushing furiously –

"Shizu-chan you pervert! I am not having sex with you!" He said in embarrassment, "Don't overstep your boundaries, stupid protozoan!"

"W-WHAT THE HELL?!"

Shizuo exclaimed once he had gotten over his disbelief, staring at Izaya as he felt heat engulf his face –

"You're the pervert! Who said anything about sex?!"

"You! You were staring at my ass!" Izaya shouted back, glowering.

He snorted with flushed cheeks, "You said something about going i-inside didn't you?! You perverted protozoan!"

He said in embarrassment as Shizuo stared, then sent him a glare.

"I wasn't! You're the fucking pervert!"

Shizuo yelled, his eyebrow twitching –

"I wasn't staring at your damn ass, stupid flea! I was staring at that car!"

He pointed as he growled, averting his gaze a little.

"And when I said inside, I meant I wanted to go INSIDE THAT CAR WITH YOU, DAMN IT!"

Izaya turned his gaze to the car which Shizuo was pointing at. He felt more embarrassment rise in him at misunderstanding the situation.

"W-Well Shizu-chan made it sound so…suggestive!"

The black haired man countered, blushing at the memory.

"Why were you so nervous anyway if it was just that?! S-Shizu-chan was blushing! What was I supposed to think?!"

Shizuo flushed.

"Because it's embarrassing, damn it!"

He bellowed in frustration, grimacing –

"Only…couples do that and even if you're my date…it's you, flea!"

The man in a bartender suit clenched his fist nervously.

"But…I want it to be you…" he trailed off with a mumble.

"Shizu-chan…"

"I mean, I've never been on a ferris wheel before, so I thought…"

Shizuo sighed, looking away.

"You know what? Forget it. It was stupid anyway."

"…Shizu-chan's stupid," Izaya murmured.

"I mean," he quickly continued at the hurt look on Shizuo's face which for some reason, made him feel guilty.

"It's…Shizu-chan's birthday, isn't it? And I planned this, so…"

Izaya coughed, averting his gaze.

"Shizu-chan doesn't have to be so nervous…"

"Izaya…" Shizuo said.

Izaya wasn't looking at him. Shizuo cleared his throat, then inhaled and spoke.

"So…that's a yes?" He asked uncertainly.

Izaya nodded, then smiled up at him. "Shizu-chan is so weird. It's not as if you're asking me out on a date, is it?" He said in amusement.

"We're already on a date, so why do you have to be nervous?" He shook his head with an amused sigh and a wave of his slender hand, "Ah, Shizu-chan's protozoan brain must work in the reverse way, huh?"

He grinned, "Being all reluctant to go on this date with me, then suddenly becoming nervous when asking something normal to do on a date..."

The information broker coughed, feeling warmth rise to his cheeks again.

"That's why I thought, Shizu-chan was, you know…"

"...Tch."

Shizuo scoffed, looking away.

"You perverted flea. Stop blushing already." He muttered. "You look like I'm going to molest you or something."

Izaya blushed harder and Shizuo glared at him.

"What, Shizu-chan? It's not as if I can control it!" He said indignantly.

Shizuo raised an eyebrow, then smirked.

"Why, I thought you were always in control, Izayaaaa-kun." He drawled. "Why so shy?"

Izaya shot him an irritated glare, "Shizu-chan is so unpredictable! Do you want to ride the ferris wheel or not?!"

Shizuo chuckled as Izaya looked away from him. Deciding to get the flea back for teasing and taunting him the whole date, he leaned in close and cupped Izaya's cheek, causing the information broker to look at him in surprise.

"You know…"

"S-Shizu-chan?"

Izaya blushed further as Shizuo closed in on him, moving his lips to his ear and whispering huskily.

"Your blushing face is really cute…Izaya."

To his mortification, Izaya felt his face heat up even more. He stared at Shizuo with wide eyes when the debt collector drew back and roared his laughter into the air, then looked down at him with a sly grin and amused brown eyes.

"So no need to hold back your embarrassment, Izaya. It's cute and it amuses me."

"S-SHUT UP!"

Shizuo grinned as he allowed Izaya to push him away and watched the embarrassed flea flee.

Oh yes.

Revenge. Was. Fucking. Sweet.

And Heiwajima Shizuo did love sweet things.

When Shizuo got to the ground, he was met with a peculiar sight.

Izaya was facing Vorona, who held the dog he had given Izaya in her hands.

"I dropped that," Izaya said, an undercurrent of annoyance in his voice, "Well, I didn't expect you of all people to pick it up."

"But, it's mine. So won't you give it back, Vorona-chan?"

The tone of Izaya's voice made it seem as if he was holding his switchblade towards Shizuo's kouhai. But he wasn't, so Shizuo remained silent and looked.

The blonde woman crouched on the ground stared at the dog she had picked up for a while, then held it out with her hands.

"Congratulations." She said to Izaya, who stared. "You received this from Shizuo-senpai, did you not?"

"What -"

"According to my information, when a boyfriend gives a girlfriend a gift, it indicates a closer relationship."

Vorona's lips curled.

"Thus I conclude that this creature who resembles Shizuo-senpai is a sign of Shizuo-senpai's affection to you, Orihara Izaya. Therefore as an acquaintance of Shizuo-senpai, I offer my congratulations."

Izaya looked as if he didn't know what to say, as Vorona spoke promptly, "I wish to return this gift to you, so I request you receive it graciously."

Her voice was emotionless as usual even as she moved the golden retriever forward as if indicating such.

Izaya wondered if Shizuo's unpredictability had affected her as he reached forward and received the toy in an almost awkward manner, Vorona's blue eyes staring at him all the while.

Vorona stood up fluidly when she had returned Shizuo's gift to him, turning her head and nodding.

"Shizuo-senpai."

"Hey Vorona."

"There's nothing to congratulate." Izaya said almost as if it was a delayed reaction and Shizuo and Vorona turned to him.

"Being tsundere again, flea?"

"Tsundere?" Vorona questioned at the unfamiliar word.

Shizuo chuckled at her curious look. "Ah it just means someone unwilling to admit their feelings."

He explained with a smile as he wrapped an arm around Izaya's shoulders as if it was natural for him to do so.

Vorona examined the scene in front of her, of Izaya hugging the golden retriever to his chest as Shizuo's arm brought him against his shoulder. She nodded.

"Affirmative. I concur that the flea is being 'tsundere'."

Izaya sent her an annoyed look as Shizuo chuckled again and patted Izaya's hair.

"Anyway where are the rest? Why are you alone here?"

"They have relocated in order to interact in a social manner, which I chose to be exempted from. I shall lead."

Vorona said then turned and walked away, Shizuo and Izaya following her.

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Author's Note

So as said on my tumblr, here is the top of the world update! I'll be going back to lies and truth but my focus is now top of the world and lies and truth 'cause I wanna have a completed multi-chapter. This chapter, Fireworks, Ferris Wheel and the Flea will have about five parts I think. There will be another chapter, then the Epilogue to end.

I did say I had already written the end and it's true. It took me some time but I finally got the chance to reread this whole fic from beginning to end and wanted to see it continue and so here I am lol with the update. Hope you enjoyed reading, and thank you for being patient with me. :)