Izaya stood in the doorway of his flat eyes wide with a slight grimace on his face.
"No, I am not accepting this thing," he said sternly as he pushed the box back at Shizuo and turned walking into his flat.
"You already agreed to be my slave, and slaves do what their masters tell them. Now put it on." Shizuo said gruffly as he grabbed Izayas' arm and turned him around to face him.
He could see the fire in Izaya's eyes but also the defeat on his face.
"Fine." was all Izaya said before taking the large white box from Shizuo and closing the door to his bedroom behind him.
*~Thirty minutes later~*
"What the hell is taking you so long!?" Shizuo yelled from the couch in the main room of Izayas' flat.
"What the hell are you trying to do to me!" Izaya called back with a tone full of humiliated, reluctance.
The door opened and Izaya stepped out wearing a complete girls school uniform. Consisting of black mary janes, thigh-high white stockings with red bows and lace at the top, a short red plaid pleated skirt that came to about mid-thigh allowing around an inch of skin to show in between, and a puffy short-sleeved blouse with a red ribbon tied in a bow at his neck completed the outfit.
"I'm not one for expletives but what the fuck Shizuo?" asked a blushing Izaya as he tried to pull the skirt down further attempting cover himself.
Shizuo immediately burst out laughing at the subdued looking Izaya.
"Sh-shut up! This is really uncomfortable. The panties are squeezing me in all the wrong places." Izaya grumbled in defense.
"Bwahahaha! I can't believe you actually put it on." Shizuo said as he tried to quiet his laughter.
With a growl, Izaya stomped towards Shizuo pointing his finger in his face as he said, "this is not funny you stupid Neanderthal! What exactly is that twisted brain of yours planning to do to me?"
"Oh nothing, though I was hoping that you wouldn't mind going on a date with me," Shizuo replied with an amused grin.
Just then Namie walked through the front door only to stop, shake her head at the scene before her, place the bag containing Izaya's Toro on the coffee table, and leave without a word. Izaya knew that just because she hadn't said anything didn't mean she wasn't going to use this against him later. With a grunt, he agreed to go out with Shizuo.
"Good and just in case you were thinking that you'd be able to change, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but you're going out just like that," Shizuo said with a smirk.
With a curse under his breath, Izaya walked out the front door leaving the bag of Toro behind as a very pleased Shizuo followed right behind him.
The two walked down the street hand in hand because that is how Shizuo wanted it. They got a few curious glances and quiet snickers from people passing by.
"Why do we have to hold hands?" Izaya asked trying to pull his hand away but Shizuos' but his vice-like grip kept it firmly in place.
"Because we're on a date of course," Shizuo replied with a smile and a wink.
Giving up on getting his hand out of Shizuos'. Izaya let out a defeated sigh and decided that if the brute wanted to play dirty then he would just have to play dirtier.