Fetching out his phone from his pocket, Izaya saw it was already 7:30. He should've been up by now.

And he would've cared if he wasn't currently in a shock. What was he doing there, was he hallucinating or something?

He plopped himself back down as the memories began to slowly come back to him. He had gotten drunk, then Kadota had picked him up and brought him here. Yeah, that was smart of him.

What had happened after that, however, was a total blur. How did he end up in Shizuo's bed?

Shizuo's bed... He looked over to the empty half of it. He was in Shizuo's bed but Shizuo wasn't there. But of course he wouldn't be. Frowning at the stupid thought he turned to his side and flinched when a familiar scent invaded his nose. It was coming from... everywhere. The pillow, the blanket, the sheets - they all smelled like the blond. He couldn't help the shuddering breath that left him as he tried to keep the tears from coming out. He cursed himself for being so emotional but in the end he just couldn't help it. He had been biting everything back and now it was just flowing out all at once. It was still annoying, though. It was almost embarrassing to look at himself at that point.

He wondered if God was punishing him. Because that right then honestly felt like a divine punishment. For falling in love with Shizuo? But you can't help who you fall for, right? Though even if given the opportunity he wasn't sure if he would make a different decision.

Shizuo was... He was someone special. He acted like an asshole all the time but it was because he wanted people to see him as one, for different reasons. Since long ago Izaya had learned that the blond didn't really mean half the things he said or did. It was just the way he wanted it to be. He didn't mind though, because he knew that deep down the man cared. For a lot of things. Even for him. Even now.

Sweet words that he would soon doubt, though.

He was startled when the door was suddenly burst open.

"Oi, bastard, get up already if you don't wanna be late!"

Not receiving any kind of response, I raised a questioning eyebrow as I stepped near the bed.

"Hey, you still sleeping?"

"...No... Why am I in here?"

"You don't remember? Your drunk ass stormed in here in the middle of the night and started yelling at me for how rude I was for leaving a guest to sleep on the couch. Then you got in the bed and were instanly knoched out before I had the chance to do it myself. I could've either killed you or went to the couch myself."

"Ah... I see. Shizu-chan is so nice."

"Shut up... Does your head hurt, you damn drunk?"

"Yeah."

"Serves you right. Get up and I'll give you an aspirin."

I waited for a few moments but he still made no move to do so. He just stood there all silent. What was his problem? And here I was, actually trying to act nice! Not really, but...

After I couldn't sleep for obvious reasons I allowed myself to think things over again. Anger, yeah, it was still definitely present and quite honestly I couldn't think of any other emotion that would've been appropriate for the current situation. Anger was something I had to go through if I wanted to be able to cope with it even in the slightest. Now that that feeling was subsiding I thought I would be able to assess everything in a more rational way. Or at least I hoped. Well, at least I was trying. That bastard wasn't really helping me much, though.

"Are you trying to piss me off? Don't think you're gonna lay in bed all..." I trailed off when upon grabbing him by the shoulder and turning him around to face me I saw him rubbing at his eyes.

"It hurts that much?" I asked confused.

"...Yeah, too much." He responded with something like a laugh, covering his eyes with his palms.

"I told you I'd give you an-"

"I can't understand it, though. I always thought it would be easier after that, but ever since I told you for some reason it's just become harder to let go of you."

No. What are you doing?

"Everything just hurts too much - seeing you, not seeing you, thinking about you, trying not to... Hah, I'm so pathetic. What am I going to do?"

Why were you bringing that up now that I was trying to forget it? !

"You sure are cruel, Shizu-chan." He laughed suddenly. "Actually allowing me to sleep in your bed, standing there and listening to me...Trying to make things better in you barbarian way."

Shut up! Are you going to put the blame on me now? !

"Or am I the cruel one, forcing you to do all that..."

"Who the hell are you bastard? Cause there's no way I'm looking at Orihara Izaya right now." I grunted, certain that I just had to make him shut up before he got me angry again...Although it kinda felt like it was already too late.

He looked at me a bit surprised for a moment, then smiled and rolled on his other side, curling up in the blankets.

"Who? Obviously right now I'm just a lovesick idiot. Haha, yeah... A pathetic moron who can't get over being rejected even though I expected nothing else. You know, even though I tried, I guess somewhere in my mind there was a part so irrational it still dared to hope for a different outcome. Guessing by what I'm feeling, I'd say it's having a pretty hard time accepting the truth."

Yeah. Definitely too late.

"You... I'm currently offering you to at least try and be something resembling friends again. What more do you want from me? !"

He said nothing and only buried himself deeper in the sheets. He really was pathetic. So much that I couldn't even make out what I was feeling when I looked at him.

"I told you to get up."

"..."

"You have 5 seconds."

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Nothing.

Rage bar - fully loaded.

"So what,... You want me to stick it in that bad?"

"Wha?" He quickly turned around again and I could only imagine what kind of face I had on as among the pure dumbfoundness I spotted just a tiny bit of fear in his eyes.

"Well? ! Will you be able to "get over it" then, huh? !" I yelled, feeling my self-control leaving me as I grabbed him by the shoulders and smashed him in the matress so hard the bed shook quite violently for a bit.

He began to tremble lightly as well, due to the impact, and his eyes were open so wide that even in that state I managed to consider the possibility of them popping out any second.

"But that's not what-"

"Bullshit! You think I'm that much of an idiot? Why did you tell me, then? ! And why are you acting like this? ! You were with me every day! We spent most of our time together! That would've been enough, right? But you obviously wanted this more!"

"No! What are you-"

"Shut up! This shit has to come to an end!"

His struggling came to a halt the moment my lips crashed into his, our teeth smashing together as I plunged my tongue in his mouth before he even got the chance to react.

I felt him grip my shirt as I kissed him in a way that could be called anything but romantic, completely dominating him as saliva started dripping from the corner of his mouth. His fists soon clenched tighter in my shirt and I felt as he began to gasp for breath. Moving my mouth to his neck, I bit hard while my right hand began to roam all over his chest and stomach.

"Sh-Shizu-Wah!" A surprised yelp escaped him when I suddenly grabbed a firm hold of his crotch.

"I thought you didn't want this, you bastard?" I growled in his ear and immediately saw the pink spread over his face when he realized I had found out he was becoming hard.

I pulled back to look at him but he immediately looked away, frowning, while turning his head to his right. Was he playing shy or something? A bit too late for that, wasn't it?

"Heh, in the end this is as far as your "love" for me goes, huh?" I spat at him and I barely managed to catch the twitch his face made before I felt a sharp pain when his knee ran straight into my left side. I lost my balance and he immediately caught the opportunity and crawled from under me. Clutching at the painful spot I managed to turn my head to him and was able to catch just a glimpse of the look of something I'd make out as a pure hurt/anger mix on his face before he quickly grabbed my keys and stormed out of the bedroom. I listened as he jingled them until he found the right one, then the click when he unlocked the front door and the loud slam when he left.

Ah, did I just get rejected?

No, did I just come onto a man? !

What the hell was that in my pants?

I am just as confused :3