Discalimer: I don't own Durarara.

The room was a disaster. The ingredients of the cookies were all around the room. Shizuo was standing above Izaya, who was sitting in front of him with a broken plate beside him. The cookies on the place were totally destroyed. Izaya's eyes were wide as he was looking at the food – without even caring about the panting Shizuo.

Izaya hang his head down, then stood up. He took out the broom from one of the closest of the room and cleared up the mess. After he had done that, he walked up to their teacher.

"Sensei, would you be so kind and let me use the kitchen after school hours had ended?" He asked. He knew that he was one of the best students, so he had privileges. The nod of his teacher did not surprise him.

"Flea!" He heard Shizuo's roar behind himself as he was walking out of the kitchen. He did not give a fuck about it.

After school had ended, Shizuo was walking home, rubbing the back of his head. The Flea was extremely annoying today. He had no idea why. Maybe had he got a period too? He would not be surprised. That guy was abnormal enough for it.

"Hey, Shinra!" He shouted towards his friend – then blinked. Shinra was walking with one little girl clinging each of his arms. Said boy looked up and nodded him as a greeting. Shizuo walked up to them, then looked down to the two children. They looked like as if they were only 5 year olds. "You will not plan to do experiments on them, won't you?" He whispered to Shinra on a warning tone.

"Are you Shizu-chan right?" The little girl with the glasses asked. Shizuo twitched. There was only one person who called him like that. "Our brother had told countless stories about you." Wait a bit… brother?! "He had promised that he would bring some cookies to us, but it seems like he has some work to do after school."

Shizuo stumbled backwards. So, the plate of cookies he had destroyed during his rampage was for Izaya's sisters… He twisted on his heels, running back to the school.

"IZAYA!" Shizuo exclaimed, slamming the door open. Izaya jumped two meters high, almost dropping the bowl. Shizuo was beside him with two steps, taking it out from his hand.

"What are you doing?!" Izaya asked, trying to get the bowl back, but Shizuo lifted it up above his head.

"I am going to help you baking," Shizuo said, then put the bowl down to the counter, starting to mix the ingredients in it. Suddenly, he heard a cracking voice. He looked at Izaya then became shocked. In Izaya's hand, there was a spoon being broken in two. Breaking things with one move was his specialty.

"I will kill Shinra!"

After the cookies had been baked and were in a bag, they turned towards each other. Shizuo felt as a little smile appeared on his face. Izaya cocked his head in a questioning way.

"You have flour on your nose," Shizuo said, wiping it down. Because of Izaya's sheepish smile, he had to look to the ground. He felt as Izaya lifted his head up by his chin.

"Shizu-chan has some chocolate on his face too," he said, then stepped to him.

All of Shizuo's senses stopped working at the same time. Izaya was too much. His scent. The heath of his body. His chest touching his own. His hands on his shoulders. His little red tongue licking his face. Their hips being rubbed-

After the barely sensable touch, Shizuo found himself on the ground because of his jelly-like knees, while Izaya was walking out of the room – giggling.