Hello my Lovelies! Let me remind you, this fic is rated M for a reason. Just wanted to, ah, remind people of that. Anywho, if you haven't read from the beginning, DO IT NOOOOOWWWW. So you're not lost, of course. Just a friendly reminder… THIS IS A LEMON. Just saying. Yep. So for you poor souls that are not yet ready to read explicit scenes, watch for the trigger word, fire. Fire. Then scroll 'till you believe it's safe. Cool Cool!

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Chapter 7: Picking the King's Place

Shizuo woke up angrier than usual. He wasn't too much of a morning person, but the memories of the previous night would not stop bombarding his mind. The moans, the touches, everything was hitting him harder than the worst of hangovers. He let out a tired sigh as he stood up to use the bathroom.

"Shi… Shi-"

Stop it…

"Hnn… mn!"

Shut up.

"Please, more!"

"RAAAGH!" Shizuo punched the mirror hard enough for it to shatter. The last thought wasn't even real. Which irritated him. He wished that he could say that he was drunk. He wished that he could say it was the spur of the moment. He wanted to say "That flea kissed me, not the other way around!" But it would be lying through his teeth. He knew what he was doing last night. The worst part about it, though, was that he enjoyed almost every bit of it. So did other parts of his body.

He ran his fingers through his hair, wondering what the hell he was going to tell Tom. He left Tom on a cliff hanging, and not only that, but made it seem like he had the best idea in the world. Like hell I did. Shizuo hated to admit it, but he was wrong about not listening to Tom. He swore he remember Tom saying he was only joking about the revenge. He chided himself for thinking like that last night, as well.

"…Do I really want to follow whatever the hell this flea is planning?" Shizuo's mind said hell no. But his curiosity said otherwise. Curiosity killed the cat. I guess it's a good thing they have nine lives. Shizuo looked at his now-bloodied hand, then to the shattered mirror, and face palmed. "There goes another 50 bucks…" Shizuo groaned.

He slipped on his shirt and headed out the door. He had to see Tom, and get advice in this. Because if he didn't, he will surely end up making a wrong turn with that bastard.

Tom sighed as he listened to his friend. He thought that when Shizuo mentioned revenge, it wouldn't be… whatever this was. He listened patiently as his friend talk about the heated kiss, and how he felt weirded out by the 'strange feeling' in his gut.

"And you're sure that you weren't drunk? I mean, we hit the bar right before you left…" Tom trailed off. In all honesty, he was bothered by his friend doing this stuff with Izaya. It should be me. Tom dismissed the thought as soon as the words crossed his mind. He didn't want to force his feelings on Shizuo, so he kept them well-hidden. But he couldn't help but grit his teeth. They had been childhood friends, and then that guy prances into Shizuo's life. All of a sudden, Izaya becomes the only thing Shizuo worries about.

"I'm sure I wasn't drunk! If only. And what was the thing you said after that? I didn't hear." Shizuo stared at Tom. Tom raised his eyebrows, and quickly pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

"Oh, I didn't say anything after that, haha. You must be really worked up about this." Tom chuckled as he lit the cigarette. As am I. I'm supposed to be calm and collected. What the hell is this? I guess it's jealousy. I gotta be careful on saying my thoughts out loud. Tom put the cig in his mouth, and turned to Shizuo. He was rummaging his hands though his hair and cursing aloud. It made Tom happy, to be the only one to see that extra-flustered side of him. So far… The back of his mind chanted. "Want one?" He offered.

"Harrgh… sure. Thanks." Shizuo took the small gift and lit it. "So, any places we need to hit up while we're out? I know for a fact that it been almost half a year past due for Harada-san's* payment. And a few others on the west side of Ikebukuro." Tom shook his head.

"Nah. Let's visit them later." Let's just enjoy this. "So, what do you plan on doing about this situation? About Izaya, I mean." Tom asked. He was curious about what he would do.

"I'll ride it out."

What?! "What?!" Tom exclaimed. He couldn't keep his composure anymore. He wasn't angry, sad, or anything like that… just… surprised. Tom let out a 'damn' at his cigarette dropped out of his mouth. Shizuo nodded.

"Last night, the flea showed me something I've never seen before. Those… expressions. I hate to admit it, but I've never got under his skin before. I've only heard that arrogant, annoying laugh of his. And I've only seen that shit-eating smile. But last night…" Shizuo bit his lip, taking the cigarette out. "Last night was… different, to say the least." Tom looked at Shizuo. He knew that expression. It was when Shizuo had an idea, and stuck with it.

"Well, do whatever. But don't complain if you fall for him along the way." Tom looked away, releasing the smoke from inside. Shizuo grit his teeth.

"I am not going to fall in love with him! I'm getting back at him!" Tom laughed at Shizuo's stress.

"Yeah, yeah. Go ahead and justify it all you want. I know what's really going on!" Shizuo yelled gibberish while Tom laughed his ass off.

Yeah. I'd much rather it stay like this. Tom thought.

Izaya still didn't want to think that his body reacted that way. He got trash cans thrown at him, vending machines, street signs, and even a fucking deer. So why did that feel good of all things? When he was in high school, plenty of girls, and guys, confessed to him. He never found any interest in them whatsoever. He made friends with Shinra, and had an interest in Shizuo. But he never found any romantic or sexual interest in them. Hell, people could even say that puberty never hit him. Maybe that's why he didn't have an interest in those things when he was younger. He rubbed his face over and over to try and get a reality check.

I can play the game, as long as I don't get caught in my own web, right? Izaya giggled. "Really now, what's wrong with me? I love all humans, without loving them! It should stay that way!" Izaya spun around in his room, filling his head with that thought. Until one part ruined it all. Your groin last night said otherwise.

Izaya blushed at the voice in the back of his mind. He had gotten hard from the touches last night. And each time he thought of it, he found himself in a cold shower. Which is what he needed right then. Izaya tried to push the low groans out of his mind. The more he tried to push it away, though, the more vivid the memories became. The more vivid the images became… the more he wanted. He could practically feel Shizuo's weight on top of him, and he wanted him to pin him down again. Just for fun, right?

He shook his head fiercely and huffed. ...I'll provoke him again. Just a little. But no more going into his room, is all. To put it lightly, he was extremely tired of taking cold showers. He moved to his bedroom, and went to the far wall. Alright, Shizu-chan usually goes to his room to lay around, according to Shinra. The apartment rooms must be built the same, based off what I saw last night. So, his bedroom should be…. Izaya slid on the wall and sat down. ...Right here. Izaya was spot on. He listened closely, and a faint "ugh" was heard from the opposite room. "Glad that the walls are pretty thin here…" Izaya trailed off.

Izaya hadn't touched himself in years; he had lost interest. But with this new scenario, he couldn't help get excited about how he could bring Shizuo down. It was like the two of them were walking on tightropes. But he wanted more. He wanted to set the ropes on fire*. Or Shizuo's at least.

Izaya unzipped his pants and rubbed the cloth that separated his hand from his hardening dick. He let out a soft moan, and rubbed a bit harder. "Hn… nn~" Izaya's voice got louder the longer he did it. He then pulled out his member, his breath hitching with each stroke. "Oooh this feels amazing…" Izaya's breath got hotter as his hand moved faster. He turned his head side to side, because damn did it feel really fucking good.

He licked his lips as he kept stroking, bucking his hips with each movement. "Ah, aahhh…. hiii!" Izaya almost jumped as an image of Shizuo came to mind. As if they were in his room again, on the floor again, kissing like they did. It made Izaya feel all the better.

Which scared and excited him. Just a bit.

He couldn't stop though. His hands were moving on their own at that point… he couldn't control it. He let his imagination run wild. "Oohhh… Shizu-chan, please…" He had no idea what he was saying. Or rather, he couldn't believe. He refused. And yet, he closed his eyes and imagined Shizuo touching him. His masculine body grinding against him, and his calloused hands exploring his body. Izaya moaned wantonly and kept going. He pulled down his pants to his knees and ran his tongue against his fingers.

"G-give me more… I need more…" Izaya lowered his slickened fingers to his ass with no hesitation. His eyes glazed over as he imagined Shizuo's dick sliding against his entrance.

"I'm gonna put all of it in. So take it and no complaining. You wanted this." Izaya shivered as he thought of Shizuo saying dirty things, and finally thrusting into him. He pumped his fingers in and out of himself, totally lost in sensation to care about other neighbors that may be hearing him at the moment. "Oh Shizu-chan, YES!" Izaya cried out as he tried to hit his prostate. "K-keep going! H…harder!"

"Who the hell told you to tell me what to do?!" Izaya's half-lidded eyes rolled upwards as he changed positions with his head on the floor and ass in the air, as if Shizuo was pounding down onto him. "I'll fuck you so hard, you won't be able to even speak anymore."

Izaya cried out as his hole tightened and twitched around his fingers. Izaya drooled over his hallucination, and loved the feeling of it. "Oh fuck yes…!" Izaya moaned.

Shizuo covered his mouth and widened his eyes. Th-that bastard… he ins't?! Shizuo should have left his room. Banged on the wall. Something. Instead, he sat there, listening to Izaya. Actually, he had been there for about 3 minutes then, too into the delicious sounds Izaya was emitting. Shizuo's heart beat faster as he heard Izaya's voice get louder though the walls.

"Mhhhnnn… Aahhh~" Shizuo blushed at hearing the moans. It was sexy as hell.

Shizuo let a low growl escape his lips. This is how you want to play, flea? Such a coward. Hiding behind the safety of you own home. He covered his mouth again, quietly cursing at himself. He shouldn't be listening. But it's not his fault, the walls are thin. But he is still there. But it's not his fault, Izaya picked that place to do it. But he was getting a hard-on because of it. "Shit…" he cursed.

Shizuo got up and left the room. He wouldn't stoop to that level. He was almost to the door, when he heard something else that stopped him completely in his tracks. "Hagh… uhn! Ooh… Oooh, Ooooohhhn…! I-I'm… nnngh… Co-commiiaaahhhh" Shizuo backed up a bit so he could hear.

"H-holy shit…" Shizuo couldn't believe what he heard. That sounded better than any AV* I've ever watched! I wonder what I'd be like to do that to him mysel- Shizuo slapped himself for reassurance. "I… probably shouldn't tell that one to Tom…" Hell, I probably should tell my own mind that it was just a dream. Shizuo bit his lip as he went to the bathroom.

"Man, I haven't taken one of these in a while… dammit!" Shizuo groaned as he stepped into the freezing-cold shower. He closed his eyes as he tried to get rid of the sounds in his mind. Tried wasn't the best word for it, though. The sounds just came back, and it was melting his sense of judgement. He crushed the temperature knob, as if it would make the water any cooler. Then, he remembered a trick that Tom taught him when they were a bit younger and in their puberty stage.

"Alright, so here's what I do." Tom said. Shizuo nodded listening for future-awkward situations. First close your eyes. Good. Now, think about the sexiest AV you've ever watched."

"How the hell is that going to help me?!" Shizuo asked impatiently. Tom shushed him immediately.

"Shut up. Just listen. Alright, got it in your mind?" Shizuo reluctantly nodded. Tom smiled. "Great! Now, take that, and in place of the actors, imagine you and your brother.

Shizuo went wide eyed and shuddered at the thought. "Oh, god no!" It worked every time, but after he imagined it, the image wouldn't leave his head. "Stop, stop stop stop stopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstop!" Shizuo was having one hell of a nightmare tonight.

Izaya lay on the floor, his fingers still wet and the carpet ruined with his semen. His breathing was still heavy, and his eyes were still in a daze. "That… that was…" Izaya didn't want to move from his place. He squirmed a bit, letting light moans slip from the sensitivity of his now flaccid cock. He sat up, leaning against the wall and reverting his breaths to normal. "So, ahahaa…. Did you hear, Shizu-chan? I bet you're gonna see me differently. Come on, fall into my trap, stupid protozoan…" Izaya mumbled softly to himself. He pressed his against the wall to listen if Shizuo was doing anything. And he was. He was taking a shower.

"Hah…? Did he not hear anything? What a shame…" Izaya giggled and licked his lips. He slowly stood up to clean himself. Once he got the bath water running, thoughts race through his mind. Did Shizu-chan actually hear it? Maybe I was… too distracted to notice anything. If he heard it, did I make the right choice? If he falls in love me, should I go a bit further in the relationship or should I just break up with him instantly? Hey, I just used you for a toy… that's all you were. What? But you love me? Hehehe! Too bad! Izaya smirked at the thought. "Yeah, that's how it'll go!"

Izaya washed himself quickly and got out of the bathtub. He got dressed in his usual clothes, and set out to go outside. He loved going out at night, because that's where all the fun stuff happened. He skipped out of his apartment and shut the door. He sang a small happy tune as he pranced down the stairs. He raised his eyebrows at the sight he saw as he turned the corner.

"Ooo! Fun indeed!" he whispered to himself excitedly. Another perk of Shizuo, which he made a mental note of, was that he didn't have to wait for results. If Shizuo did hear, then certain reactions will be seen.

Shizuo was leaning over a railing, smoking one of his favorite brands. "You know, you should smoke more of those! It would definitely save me the trouble of killing you!" Izaya sang. Shizuo whipped his head around, gawking at the overly-happy adult.

"The hell do you want?!" Shizuo asked, throwing down his cigarette. Izaya smiled, walking slowly with open arms.

"Hold on, no need to get defensive! I'm not trying to fight tonight. So put down the railing! Plus, I'm sure that the railing is another… ah…. 70 dollars to fix? And if we fight, that's probably another 200 on your tab. If I'm not wrong, you're already wallowing in 800, no?" Izaya kept his arms out as Shizuo cursed. He put the railing down, crossing his arms. "There we go!" Izaya chirped.

"What do you want." Shizuo grumbled. He had half a mind to walk away, especially since the incident from almost an hour ago. Izaya let down his arms and smirked.

"Aww, I guess I was wrong! You didn't hear." Izaya pouted. Shizuo stepped back a bit, hoping he wasn't talking about what he was assuming. Unfortunately, Izaya caught the misstep. "…Oh? So you did hear! I was hoping for you to enjoy it. I know I did." Izaya licked his lips as Shizuo shifted uncomfortably.

"I'm out." Shizuo said. He pushed Izaya back to walk past him, but felt a tug at the back of his clothes. He looked back annoyed, only to come face-to-face with the pout of the devilish man.

"Hm? Shizu-chan didn't enjoy it? I wanted you to, though…" Izaya trailed off. He stood on his toes to come to a close-to-even height of Shizuo. Shizuo grit his teeth, and shoved Izaya back. Izaya's back hit the wall, resulting in a bit of coughing. "Wow, Shizu-chan… *cough*… you hit harder every day! I wonder what that's like in bed~" Izaya panted.

"Quit it with that shit! Stop calling me by that name! And stop whatever… this is! Dammit! Yeah, I heard your loud-ass from over the wall! I'm sure the other neighbors did, too! But that didn't affect me! LET GO." Shizuo shoved Izaya back again, with harder force this time.

Izaya laughed at Shizuo's words. Didn't affect him? Izaya could tell Shizuo was lying through his teeth. He's seen those reactions from clients. Even though Shizuo was unpredictable 90% of the time, there was that lucky 10% he could rely on. "But Shizu-chan~… I can't help my desires. I haven't touched myself in so long…" Izaya cooed. Shizuo stepped back, getting ready to leave. "So I gave it a try. Although I don't think three fingers can satisfy me anymore… I used to do it all the time, but I feel like I need something more…"

Shizuo was on the verge of exploding. Anger? Excitement? Hell if he knew. "Bye." That's all he said. Or rather, all he could say. He was almost afraid of what would comeout of his mouth if he stayed there any longer.

"Hnn… Shizu-chan-" Izaya's whining was cut off by the slamming of a door. "Hehehee! Oh man, you are so hard to get!" Izaya laughed as he continued onto the streets. That had to have done something, though. It would be too much of a shame to have humiliated myself like that. Izaya's mind wandered back to his room for a bit.

"Oh, I forgot to move my piece."

Ummm…. What a weird place to stop, lol. I had trouble making a stopping place XD. Actually, I had a lot of trouble with closing out this chapter. Because, there was so much that I wanted to happen, and then I reached the 3000 character mark. I don't want my chapters to be too long :'D

*- Harada-san is not any specific character in the show. I just made the name up~

*- Season two reference, anyone?

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