Chapter 5.

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First, I guess I'll say I'm still sore from Shizu-chan's forcing himself on me.
It's been about a week now, and luckily I haven't seen him for a while, not even in the city. I've changed the lock on my door so he can't get in, and I heard him trying to break in quietly once, but I guess he gave up.

I snap out of my thoughts as the kettle clicks to notify me that the water had boiled. I pick it up from the little electric hob, then tip some water into my cup, over my raspberry tea bag. The water slowly turned to a pink colour and a nice delicate scent slowly made it's way around the kitchen, bringing a small smile onto my lips.

My hands close around the mug, then I walk slowly into the living room and sit down onto my couch, wincing slightly at the feeling of sitting when my backside is so sore. Damn that brute. He's like a cat, leaving his "mark" on me.

I relaxed into the settee, letting my eyes wander over to the singed patch of carpet from Shizu-chan's stupid cigarettes. It seemed years ago now, but I knew it wasn't.
My eyes looked away from the burnt fibers and up to the ceiling. I sip my tea slowly, thinking everything over that had happened the last few days. I then set my tea down onto the small mahogany table and snuggle onto my side, slowly drifting off to sleep.

When I wake up, I panic slightly at the sight of a human figure in my house.
"Shizu-chan?" I call out timidly, curling up a little tighter on the sofa.

"Hm? Izaya?" Masaomi Kida pokes his head around the corner, smiling when he sees me. "Ah~! I found you~"

"Oh.. Masaomi." I smile slightly, then slowly sit up, rubbing the back of my head. "What is it? Why are you here?"

"Calling out for Shizuo, yeah? I haven't seen him for a while. If you were looking for him, that is." He smiles brightly then sort of slides into the space next to me and wriggles up so our sides are touching. "I just came for some friendly interaction, of course~"

"Eh.. I seriously doubt that." I raise a brow slightly then stretch, raising my arms up high in the air and shutting my eyes tight - a small yawn escaping my mouth. "I don't have an porn or anything to give to you, Masaomi."

"O-oh I didn't.. nevermind.. So, what are you doing back in Shinj-"

Knock, Knock.

I glance over to Masaomi, who huffs because he couldn't finish talking, then over to where the door is.

"Izaya-kun, the door was open, so I let myself in."

Oh shit.
I look over to Masaomi quickly, now he looked quite puzzled.

"Hey, Shizuo, We're on the couch." Kida calls to the blonde, wriggling away from me slightly.
Yeah, that made me feel safe, thanks Kida.

"Oh.. Company?" Shizuo is in casual clothes for once, hands stuffed in his pockets and an un-lit cigarette in his mouth. "Hey Kida."

"Izaya..?" Kida gives me a look, then nudges my arm. "Why is Shizuo not raging into your place?"

"Well.. you see I-"

"We're going out." Shizuo says blankly, expression not wavering in the slightest as he talks over me. "Like, we're in a relationship. He's my boyfriend now, and he loves me."

"Shizu-ch-"

"Wow! I never would have guessed. But how do I know this isn't just a joke, or a test or something?" Kida wriggled excitedly in his chair. He must have picked up some bad manners from Erika.

"We're not toge-"

Shizuo's face was suddenly in front of mine, so I gulped and leaned back a little bit, but he held my cheeks.
"Love you, Izaya-kun." He stared in my eyes as if daring me to complain, then pressed his lips against mine. Shizuo's tongue quickly moved past my lips and started to move with mine, but I stayed stiff.

We're not together, Kida.

Shizuo's tongue pushes my tongue back, rubbing all over mine. He pulls my tongue into his mouth, making me feel slightly sick because from the unlit cigarette, his mouth had the idle taste of a strong cigarette.

I don't like him, Masaomi, much less love him.

His hand slowly pushes under my shirt. I shiver then move away a little, bite his tongue then move away entirely.

"You make me sick, Shizu-chan. Disgusting. We're not together, I hope we'll never be." I glare at him, then remember Kida.
"Oh.." I turn and see Masaomi staring at us, with eyes bigger than his skull.

"My god! That was so hot! I wish I could do that with Mikado, or some really hot girl. You know, it's hard to get into a relationship now-a-days. Especially seeing as most girls weigh over 40st now. I mean, imagine having sex and being bottom..?" I decided to let Masaomi rant by himself, and kicked Shizuo in the gut for daring to kiss me like that.

The blonde stumbles back awkwardly, then pretends he had meant to do that.

"hey- Izaya! That's not very nice." Masaomi whines at me. I enjoyed his company until now. "You're supposed to treat your boyfriend with love and respect! Don't you love Shizuo?"

I look to Shizuo with a blank expression, then smirk.

"Of course I love Shizu-chan. He's my life now. He is the ice in my icecream, the nicotine in my cigarette. But I guess my foot slipped and kicked him." I pat the messy blonde hair tauntingly. "Sorry Shizzy. I love you~" I then blow a kiss to them and hurry off then lock myself in my room.

I don't know what my emotions are telling me,

But I don't love Shizuo.

I'm just getting used to seeing him a lot is all, that must be it.