Heeeeeere's Part 2 to Chapter 3! Now...please don't skewer me for what I have Shizzy do in this chapter; I had no choice! Well...somewhat. N-E-Ways, if you're feeling a little down/affronted/mad after reading this chapter, go read Too Hard to Resistby my co-author rabidyaoifangirl13! It's a Cloud/Sephiroth fic...veeeeeeery lemony. ;)

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Chapter 4

Stopping at the last door to their right, Shizuo paused in thought before turning to face the other teen. "Behave, because the minute you piss me off, you're ass is going through my bedroom window." he warned before turning back around and opening his room door and stepping in. 'He's lucky I'm curious, or his ass would have already been gone.'

"Me? Misbehave?" The ravenette said in mock innocence. "Whatever makes you think that?" he cooed as he strolled into the room.

The older teen threw a warning glance over his shoulder then plopped down in his desk chair. "Don't sit on my bed, I don't wanna wake up tomorrow with fleas on me." He deadpanned as he said this…but in his mind he was smirking much like how the future Izaya would.

Izaya smirked devilishly and hopped onto the bed. "What about standing?" he teased as he cocked a hip out provocatively, his jacket slipping off his shoulders. "Am I allowed to stand on your holy grail of a bed?"

Trying to keep his anger in check, the blonde simply stood up and reached over to pick the smaller teen up. He then placed him on the floor and glared down at him. "You said you wanted to talk. So talk. Otherwise, you can get the hell out right now." He turned and sat back down.

The ravenette sat on the floor, a serious expression on his face. He took a deep breath and looked Shizuo in the eye. "Do you hate me?" he asked tentatively. "Do you think I'm disgusting or abnormal because I like guys?" 'Please say no, please say no!'

Shizuo opened his mouth to reply in the affirmative, but closed it again when he thought of the slight epiphany from earlier on in the day. Even though the thought of Izaya doing…this and that with another male made the blonde's stomach churn, it also sparked a bit of hatred. No one was allowed to touch the ravenette but him. Even if all he did was abuse the smaller male, it was ok because the flea was HIS to abuse.

Therefore, instead of answering Izaya's question, the blonde asked one of his own. "Why does it matter?"

Slightly taken aback, Izaya replied, "Be-because I would like to be…" he trailed off for a moment, "… your friend?" he asked in a whisper, really blushing this time as he picked at the carpet.

Now that was unexpected. Friends? Really? Something in the blonde told him it was a lie, a cover up. He frowned slightly before smacking his teeth together. "Tch, yeah right. After two years of hating each other you suddenly wanna be friends? Bullshit."

He growled a little in annoyance. 'Who the hell did the flea think he was kidding!? I can see him blushing!' Shizuo's hands clenched and his stomach churned at the possible meaning behind the other teen's blush. 'Fucking creep.' he thought halfheartedly.

"I really do!" Izaya cried adamantly, jumping to his feet. "We're just alike! Angry at the world! Cunning! And outcast! Why wouldn't I like you!?" Izaya's eyes widened and he clapped a hand over his mouth. 'ShitshitshitSHIT!'

Silence rang throughout the small room. Shizuo's blood froze then heated up as he stared at Izaya. 'I knew it!' was all that ran through the blonde's mind as he took in Izaya's shocked expression. He'd had a feeling that the ravenette might be crushing on him, their encounters from the past week were proof enough of that. But instead of revealing his find to the smaller male, Shizuo schooled his face into a scowl.

"Don't lop me in with you, ya damn louse. I ain't anything like you."

Said flea clenched his jaw and fists, staring down at the floor. "Fine." he grated out. "Don't bother coming to the workroom next week- I won't be tutoring you any longer." He looked up at the blonde with watery eyes and a fiery expression on his face. "I guess I was wrong about you," he said sadly, "seems you're just like everyone else." He let a tear fall as he turned and walked to the door.

Shock and anger coursed throughout the blonde's body, keeping him glued to his chair; shock from the raw expression on the ravenette's face and the tear that had rolled down a pale cheek, and anger from the reaction that the pained expression evoked in him. He hadn't meant to make Izaya cry. The blonde wasn't a bad guy, really, but he was scared and therefore acted in the way he was accustomed to acting when afraid. It was much easier to feel anger than it was to figure out his mixed emotions.

"Izaya wait!"

The smaller male stopped in the doorway. "What?" he asked, his trembling voice matching his shaking body. "Are you going to berate me again?" He laughed bitterly, "I would expect nothing less than disgust and anger from you, Shizu-chan." He whirled around to face the giant. "Go on!" he yelled. "Hit me! Chuck me out your window like you said you would!" The ravenette bit his lip so hard it bled, just to stop them from trembling, tears coursing down his face.

Shizuo hadn't thought very far ahead. Hell, he didn't even know WHY he had called out. It just blurted out of him. But the minute Izaya whirled back around to face him…Shizuo's brain shutdown and his emotions took control. He jumped up from his seat and quickly strode over to the smaller male…and then he pulled him into a hug. He crushed the other against his body as close as humanly possible.

The betrayal and lost hope in the small teen's eyes had made Shizuo's chest tighten just a little more.

Izaya couldn't move, he couldn't think. Shizuo was hugging him! Him, the one person the blonde hated more than anything. "Wh-what are you doing!?" he croaked out. "You're just teasing me again! Stop giving me false hope! I don't need your pity!"

Despite his words, his hands curled into Shizuo's shirtfront.

Ignoring Izaya's weak struggles, Shizuo tightened his hold on the smaller male's body. 'What am I doing!? This is Izaya, the bane of my existence, the thorn in my side, the dipshit who's made these past two years a living hell!' His right hand moved to entangle itself in the soft locks in front of him, gently pulling the other's head back. 'This I so wrong…I should be kicking his ass right now, not hugging him!'

Contrary to his thoughts, the blonde's left hand moved to settle on a small waist. 'No dammit, no! Hit him!' His eyelids lowered halfway and he leaned down, inch by inch until his mouth hovered over the ravenette's. he then made the mistake of actually looking at the ravenette.

'Damn, he looks so…'

His breath quickened.

'So…'

His pulse raced.

'So…'

He leaned down more and pressed his lips against Izaya's.

'Beautiful.'

And his body exploded with warmth.

Izaya's breath caught in his throught. 'It can't be!' Shizuo was kissing him- and it felt amazing. He wound his arms around the taller's neck, standing on tiptoe to return the kiss fervently. 'His hair is so soft' he thought as he ran his finger through it. The feeling of his crush's arms around him, the soft but firm lips against his' they turned his tears of despair into those of joy.

Barely registering that the other was responding, Shizuo deepened the kiss, growling softly in approval. His mind was no longer a factor in this equation.

He ran purely on instinct.

The blonde teen turned them around, never breaking contact, and he backed the ravenette towards the bed that was set up against the far wall.

The reavenette shivered as the blonde's growl ran through him, his tongue battling with the other's. He shrugged his jacket off as they walked back, whimpering softly and clutching Shizuo's back. His nails dug in slightly as he hopped up to wrap his legs around the taller teen's waist.

The blonde grunted as little in surprise at the sudden movement, but he continued making his way over to his bed and stood in front of it. He moved his hands from their earlier positions and quickly hooked them under Izaya's knees then tossed the smaller male on the bed.

Izaya gasped in surprise, but smirked as he looked up at the blonde. "You certainly change your mind fast, Shizu-chan." he purred, stretching out sensually.

Said blonde's eyes cleared up for a moment, they had glazed over the moment he had kissed the ravenettee. His rational mind started to chastise him about what he was doing, bringing back the hatred and disgust he felt towards the one laid out before him.

"What-"

'What the hell am I doing?'

But before he could dwell on the negative thoughts, he glanced down at the sight laid out for him. Face flushed, smirking lips swollen, and body ready to be devoured…Shizuo's eyes instantly glazed over again.

Izaya looked damn good.

And with that in mind, Shizuo climbed onto his bed and positioned himself between the smaller male's legs. He leaned down and placed a chaste kiss onto the other's lips before moving down to attack his lovely neck.

The ravenette licked his lips, craning his neck back with a quiet moan and arching his back. He groaned as his erection strained against his pants. "Sh-Shizu-chan." he panted, grabbing the blonde's shoulders.

Growling in approval, Shizuo bit down on the pale column in front of him as he moved one of his hands under the ravebnette's shirt. He ghosted his hand over the smooth skin until reaching one of the pert nipples and gave it a light squeeze.

'Damn he's cute when he's horny.'

Whimpering in appreciation, Izaya pushed up Shizuo's shirt, groaned when he felt the teen's hot, sculpted muscles. He pulled on the cloth. "Take it off Shizu-chan." he pleaded. "Take it all off!" He squirmed impatiently, starting to rid himself of his clothing.

Shizuo chuckled before sitting up and taking off his shirt. He then leaned back down and traced his tongue down the lithe form presented to him, stopping at the top of the ravenette's jeans.

"Tch, impatient ass." he smirked. Before he could move to go any further, soft knocking was heard before a voice softly called out.

"Nii-san, mom called. She said she'll be home soon. She bought cake."

Soft footsteps retreated away from the door, leaving a stunned Shizuo in their wake.

"Mom?" puzzled the blonde, he was still lost in a dream-like trance, his brain not having fully awakened yet. The future Fortisimo looked down to see a pale body laid out under him. As he let his eyes trail up said body, they landed on the familiar face of his longtime nemesis.

'Izaya? What the fuck?'

Still confused, the blonde recalled all that had transpired in the past hour…then it hit him. "Holy shit." He murmered and moved away from the ravenette.

"Where are you going lover?" Izaya purred, crawling over to the blonde sexily. "You should finish what you started."

"You need to leave." Shizuo choked out. He moved off of the bed and turned away from the tempting ravenette. The shirt he's carelessly tossed away caught his eye, forcing him to glance at it and then down to his bare chest.

'Oh Kami.'

The reality of the situation seemed to click into place for the blonde. 'Holy shit, I almost…the flea…and…holy shit.'

"Shizuo? What's wrong?" Izaya asked. He walked over to the older teen and put a hand on his back. "I'm confused- first you're ravaging me on your bed, next you want me to leave?"

Shizuo turned around and snapped at him, "Did you not hear Kasuka!? My MOM will be here any minute!"

"Perfect time to introduce her to your boyfriend?" the smaller suggested with a nervous laugh. 'Man…talk about bipolar. First angry with me, the he's sucking my face, and now he's angry again!?'

Flinching at the word 'boyfriend,' the blonde teen growled at Izaya. "Don't ever call me that! I'm not gay!" The older teen was still in denial. Ironically enough, what had just transpired did not register in his mind. He wouldn't allow it to. Because then he would have to admit to liking it…which would then confirm what he dreaded.

'I am NOT gay.'

"What the fuck is your problem!?" Izaya screeched. "Just a second ago you sure were acting gay! You have been ever since I'd started tutoring you!" He grabbed his coat and walked over to the blonde. He slapped him across his face, his nails raking the older teen's cheek. "Why don't you just come out of the fucking closet already!?" he said before storming off.

A thin line of blood trickled down the cheek where Izaya's hand had connected. With his head turned to the side, Shizuo simply stood in the middle of his room. He felt no anger, surprisingly. But he did feel hollow, as if something inside him had been brutally ripped out.

'Why don't you just come out of the fucking closet already!?'…That's what Izaya had said. The blonde's brows furrowed as the question repeated itself in his mind. Why didn't he just come out and admit it? Admit that he might be…gay? That he might have feelings for another male?

That he might have feelings for Izaya?

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