"Shizuo-saaaan~" The cheerful informant chorused as he paced behind his guide as they walked through the dark streets of Ikebukuro.

To Shizuo, Izaya didn't seem to be so different. He was still just as annoying as he always was, only now with an innocent touch that insured his safety for now, "What!" The blonde shoved his fifth cigarette of the night into his mouth trying to keep calm.

"Where do you live?" He smiled and caught up to the fuming Shizuo who desperately tried to keep away from him.

Keeping up his quick pace, Shizuo kept Izaya out of his sight to prevent himself from punching him and spat angrily, "Why don't you shut the hell up and see where when we get there!"

Unfazed, Izaya was now at a light jog to keep up with him, "Because I'm tired, you're walking so fast I can barely keep up."

Shizuo growled in annoyance and stopped, "Then I'll slow down just shut up!" He removed the cigarette from his mouth and blew the smoke out into the night air. He then pressed his palm against his head to restrain the headache that was already coming on as the flea stopped beside him panting.

"I'm sorry Shizuo-san…" He coughed lightly from being downwind of the smoke from Shizuo's cigarette, "But are we almost there yet…?"

A hand pressed against Izayas' chest and pushed him away, "THREE FEET AWAY."

Looking discouraged, the information broker stared at the ground, "I'm sorry…"

'Damnit! Stupid flea… Don't look like this is my fault!' Shizuo closed his eyes tightly and brought the burning stick to his mouth, breathing in its hot fumes once again. "It's ok, let's just keep walking…" He continued on as the flea followed him slowly.

They were almost at Shizuos house as they continued walking in silence, 'first its twenty questions then he's quiet? This is irritating…' The blonde thought as his conscious started to get to him. This wasn't Izaya, or- at least he didn't act like him, so why was he being so cruel to him?

Finally a noise, "Shizuo-san…?" He turned to face Izaya who had tears in his eyes. "Why don't you like me…? Do you hate me…?"

Stopping, Shizuo thought for a second as he stared at this strange person he was looking at, "I-I don't…. I don't hate you…"

"Really…?" The dark haired man lifted his gaze as he smiled hopefully.

Shizuo blushed a little at what he just said and looked anywhere but in the others light brown eyes. "Y-yeah sure… come on were almost there." He turned away muttering his annoyances through the low-lit streets as they approached the tall apartment buildings, each room stacked upon another until the building touched the sky.

Staring up at this, Izaya smiled brightly once again and wiped his tears away as he continued to walk by Shizuo's side. They stopped in front of the entrance to one of the apartment complexes and soon arrived in Shizuo's home as he unlocked the door and turned on the light.

"Ok here we are…" The blonde spoke inspecting the small space and noticing all of the things out of place, he would have cleaned up if he knew he was going to have a guest.

Izaya wandered in and looked around happily, "it's nice" He smiled and continued to wander around.

Embarrassed as to what a wreck everything was, Shizuo began to pick up assorted objects that were scattered around. "Yeah sure… do me a favor and don't touch anything."

Izaya nodded slightly as if to confirm this but was to distracted by all there was to look at, he picked up a DVD that was still incased in a box. "Whats this..?" He began to open it.

"What's what?" He looked up and ran over to him once he saw what he was holding, "DON'T TOUCH THAT!" He snatched it away from the information broker.

"What? Why? It was unopened so I opened it for you." He replied shyly.

"YOU WHAT!" Shizuo opened the box in horror, "This was a limited edition release of Kasuka's show, he got it for my birthday…" He slumped to the ground in defeat.

Izaya sat on the ground next to him, "Sorry I didn't know! H-here you can buy another one!" He scrambled to search his pockets for a wallet of some sort and found one as he shoved it at Shizuo.

"I don't want your damn…" He looked at the wallet and took out the large neatly stacked paper money that seemed to be trying the wallets strength. '40,500 yen!' He stared at his peace offering in shock.

"Is that enough…?" Izaya asked cautiously.

Shizuo struggled with himself for a moment before handing back 20,000 of it, "This should be enough…" He stuffed the rest into his front pocket.

Still a bit guilty feeling, Izaya rested a hand on Shizuos shoulder, "Okay… but still, I'm very sorry…"

Shizuo looked at his hand at first a bit shaken, "Three foot rule Izaya." He grabbed it and moved it off of his shoulder.

"Right…" Izaya desperately tried to think of a way to get Shizuos mind off of it as he stared at the box still. He looked around the room then remembered something, "Hey so who's Kasuka…?"

"He's my brother," Shizuo grabbed another DVD from his shelf and pointed to a picture of him, "He's a big movie star now, your sisters are big fans of his."

Izaya looked at him curiously, "Sisters? What are their names?"

"Hell if I know," Shizuo stood up and put the two movies back in their respected places, "They annoy me. They're always trying to get me to arrange a way for them to meet Kasuka. Seriously, there as creepy as you…"

He blinked as if taken back, "I'm creepy?"

Shizuo sighed loudly and walked over to the closet and pulled out a blanket, "Forget it… anyways your sleeping out here."

"Don't you have a bed or something?" Izaya replied.

Shizuo lay the blanked on the ground and walked over to his room opening the door, "Yeah but it's mine."

"That's not fair! You didn't even give me a pillow!" Izaya pouted as he shoved past the blonde into his room, jumping onto the bed as he hugged one of the pillows at the front of it, "Can't you share~?"

"Get the hell off flea!" Shizuo yelled as he grabbed the other by his arm.

"Nooooo~" Izaya giggled lightly and hugged the pillow tighter, he looked at Shizuo over the soft thing with his devious chocolate eyes, "You can have the other half of the bed it you want though."

Shizuo blushed in embarrassment of the very idea and looked down muttering softly as he let go of the informant and grabbed a pillow; he walked into the other room in defeat, "Don't touch anything though got it!"

"Yup~ Good night." The informant rolled over and snuggled the pillow tiredly.

Throwing his pillow at the head of his new 'bed', Shizuo walked over to the ash tray sitting on a small coffee table and disposed of the remainder of his cigarette before shutting off the lights and lying down. He shoved his pillow over his face and sighed into it in angrily; hopefully he'd suffocate and die before tomorrow and be rid of this nightmare.