A/N: So here I go, writing another chapter for this, because I got three reviews on the story. What does this say about me you ask? Well, it means I'm easily influenced. xD I have a feeling that these guys are gonna be a bit OOC in this, but hopefully not too much. :] R&R as always. You may be able to influence me into taking over the world or something.
Shizuo stood in the alley way, absolutely stunned. Had Izaya, Orihara Izaya, the man he hated so much, just kissed him? He brought his fingers up to his lips. This was the part where he was supposed to feel disgusted, but he didn't. This is where he was supposed to run after the damn flea and throw the largest thing he could find at him, but his feet were rooted to the ground. He should have been angry, but strangely he wasn't.
He stood in the alley for a long time. Only once the sun set and the street lights of Ikebukuro flickered on did he finally leave. For a while, he simply wandered the streets. The sound of the crowds kept his mind from being able to process what had just happened. This was good, because he didn't want to think about it.
When he got home, he was met by the detestable silence he had been avoiding for hours. In that silence is where the nagging questions came.
What did the kiss mean?
Nothing¸ he told himself. The damn flea was just messing with me.
But why hadn't he gotten angry, like he usually would have?
I was in shock. Something like that is traumatic.
But then why…
Shizuo grit his teeth.
Why had he secretly liked it?
Shizuo dropped his face in his hands. No, no he had not liked it. He hated Izaya with every fiber of his being. That would not change. But there had been something electric in their brief kiss that still brought butterflies to his stomach. He shook his head violently. He refused to think like that. Briskly, he walked to his room and dressed for bed. He lay in bed for hours, tossing and turning, unable to close his eyes without seeing the image of Izaya, smiling smugly in his fur parka, wearing his sunglasses. Finally, a little past midnight, he fell into a restless sleep.
He dreamed that he was chasing Izaya. The other man ran a few paces ahead of him, his fur coat flapping in the wind. Shizuo ran after him breathlessly. His arms pumping and legs aching, he continued to run, until he thought his lungs were going to burst. With a quick burst of speed, he finally caught up to Izaya but, as he grabbed the brunette's arm, he disappeared into dust, leaving Shizuo alone.
He woke up breathless. Covered in a sheen of sweat and tangled in his blankets, he cursed loudly. His whole body ached, as though he had really been running all night. With a bit of effort, he separated himself from his blankets and dressed for the day.
Work with Tom was slow that day. Things went smoothly, for the most part, and Shizuo's services were only need a few times. Unfortunately, that left Shizuo thinking all day about Izaya. The questions that circled his head were all the same. He wished he could stop them. They were starting to destroy his already fragile stability, making him explode more violently than usual. He hated how much of an effect Izaya had had on him, but he couldn't do anything about it.
After work, Shizuo wandered the city. Today though, not even the sounds of the bustling city could take his mind off the information broker. He walked, frustrated, with his head down and his shoulders stiff, trying to find something, anything to take his mind off Izaya. A loud neighing sound answered his wishes, as Celty rode up on her black motorcycle. She stopped beside Shizuo and the two exchanged pleasantries. After talking lightly on the weather, an awkward silence followed. Shizuo lit a cigarette and stared intently at a spot on the ground. He heard the clicking of Celty's fingers on her phone and looked up to see what she had typed.
[Is something wrong?] she asked. Shizuo looked up at the sky.
"I'm just wondering how it's possible for someone's feelings to change over something so small," he responded.
[Is it Izaya?] she typed. Shizuo nearly fell to the ground.
"H-how did you know?"
[Woman's intuition.] Shizuo shuffled on his feet. He recounted his experience with the other man to her. She nodded her head (or helmet) thoughtfully through the whole telling and sat in thought for a moment before asking:
[So what you're saying is you have feelings for Izaya?] Shizuo just about swallowed his cigarette in shock. Sure, he had had the notion that he was strangely attracted to the information broker, but to see it written out stunned him somehow. Had he developed feelings for the other man? He had known Izaya longer than he'd known anyone else except Shinra. They had been a part of each other's lives for so long, and they were undeniably obsessed with each other, but any kind of romantic feelings? It seemed absurd. Absurd, but somehow…correct? Fitting? He didn't know how to reply. He dropped his cigarette and stomped it out. He heard Celty type something.
[Maybe you should talk to him?] she said. Shizuo barked a laugh.
"Izaya and I don't talk." The image of the two of them sitting on a couch sipping tea came to Shizuo's mind. He doubled over laughing; as if that could happen.
[Try. He may surprise you.] And with that, Celty took off, her motorcycle neighing as she rode. Shizuo stood by the road a moment longer. Maybe she was right. Next time he saw Izaya, he would try talking to him. Shizuo left the road side and began to walk home.
When he walked through his door, his thoughts weren't nearly as chaotic as they had been the night before. His resolve to speak to Izaya had finally quieted the questions in his head. With a sigh, he pulled off his vest. It had been a ridiculously long day. He threw the vest and his sunglasses onto his dining room table and walked into his living room. When he entered the room, he was shocked to see he was not alone. Sitting in his armchair, was Orihara Izaya, looking the picture of relaxation.
"Hey, Shizu-chan, you should really start locking the door," he said smiling. Shizuo grit his teeth.
"It was locked, flea." He resisted the urge to throw the armchair out the window, Izaya and all. "What the hell are you doing here anyway?" Izaya looked up at him with mock innocence.
"I was bored Shizu-chan. I thought I'd come over for a play-date." The brunette stood up and stretched.
"Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something," Shizuo said through clenched teeth. He wanted to be civil, but hot damn, did Izaya have to make it so difficult? Izaya raised an eyebrow and chuckled.
"Is it, by chance, about our little kiss yesterday?" he purred. Shizuo felt his face heat. "Ah, so it is. Did Shizu-chan enjoy it more than he should have?" Damn, damn, damn! Shizuo hated how well the other man could read him. Trying to talk to him was a big mistake. He made a mental note to give Celty a hard time the next time he saw her. He was about to yell at Izaya to get out, when the information broker walked forward and wrapped his arms around Shizuo's neck.
"Maybe Shizu-chan would like another kiss?" he said, moving in and pressing his parted lips to Shizuo's. The contact was electric. Shizuo wrapped his arms around Izaya's waist, pulling him close and kissing him deeply. Izaya responded by tightening his hold around the other man's neck, making soft sounds as they kissed. In this way, they stayed for several minutes. Izaya was the first to break away.
"Who would've thought that Shizu-chan's a good kisser," he said his cocky tone marred by his heavy breathing. "Goodnight Shizuo. Try not to dream about me too much." And with that, Izaya exited the through the dining room. Shizuo heard the door slam a moment later. He ran his fingers through his hair and concentrated on getting his breathing even. His heart hammered in his rib cage. He hated that Izaya could affect him so. But, maybe a little, he loved it.
You know, for someone who's said she doesn't write romance, I sure have been writing a lot of it. xD Sorry for the abrupt ending. It's three in the morning and I've got four cups of coffee running through my veins. And the caffeine high is wearing off. So anyway, hope you liked it. Please click the lovely button below and leave a nice little review for me. :] I enjoy your input.