Hey! Just wanted to give a little warning. There will be hints of Shikizaya in this but not to much and its kinda one-sided (Shiki loves Izaya). This isn't very serious so don't expect any suspense. Its basically just fluff and maybe even a little unatural with the way everything falls into place. As I said in the summary will be updated every Tuesday. I have a few of the chapters done already just have to edit them.

Disclaimer: I wish I owned Izaya. (Also I've been forgetting to put these on my stories Oopies~)

Story Begins:

Shizuo was feeling a little homicidal towards a certain flea.

After a long day with Tom on this hot day, he had planned to just go home and sleep away all his pent up frustrations. But no! Izaya had to show his ugly face once again.

Shizuo being...well Shizuo; had of course grabbed the first thing he seen and threw it at the flea and of course Izaya rolled out the way, doing a little spin just to tick him off even more. Damn show off. But what had Shizuo so livid at the moment you ask? Well when he went to pick something else up the flea had picked up the phone, ignored Shizuo when he told him to get off and then just left. Just like that! And when Shizuo tried to chase after him, the little louse vanished

"No good little shit." He grumbled under his breath.

Now with adrenaline pumping through his veins, a headache the size of a mountain and the unreasonable urge to destroy Izaya, he stomped down the road. Doing what he would have done any other day; he walked to Shinjuku with the intent to finally get rid of the no good louse.

Nothing could have prepared him for what he walked in on when he got there.

Taking him little over an hour to reach his destination and only a few minutes to get on the elevator and head up to the correct floor.

Reaching the last floor, he was grumbling about rich fleas and their dirty money.

The hallway was long and quiet, the walls a nice creamy color with floral patters blending into the paint. With only one door, a harsh brown that stood out, he walked over to it, well more like stomped. Lifting his foot up ready to knock the door down but he paused. Something was off.

Why was the door ajar? The flea didn't seem like the type to forget something like this. Did he know Shizuo would come to his apartment for revenge and was going to attack him? Shizuo shook his head. The flea couldn't have known.

Instead of kicking it off its hinges he nudged it open, deciding to surprise the flea.

Looking straight ahead as he walked into the apartment, taking in everything at once. He had never been inside and actually been calm enough to notice his surroundings.

It was furnished to have a modern appeal. Most of the furniture and shelves were black and clean. The desk near the window blending in perfectly with its dark color with the high tech computer on his desk that had two monitors. Slowly making his way farther into the room, closer to the stairs, he noticed something on the floor that stunted him.

A tie

Shizuo picked the piece of fabric up, turning it over in his hands. It felt like silk with a simple white color that he guessed could be Izayas style but it didn't seem likely. His face scrunched up in confusion. Izaya didn't wear ties... at least Shizuo had never seen him wear one. And he definitely wasn't wearing one today.

"Ahh..Shi-Shiki..." Shizuos eyes bugged out from behind his sunglasses as more moans suddenly rang throughout the house. Quickly rising in sound and length, skin slapping against each other forced itself in his ears.

The tie slipped from his hands as he looked to the stairs. Stuck. That was the only thing that could describe him at this moment. Stuck, frozen, paralyzed.

Blushing furiously he backed away, intending to just forget this moment and go about his not so normal life. But as soon as he started to move he noticed the sudden tightness of his pants. What the fuck! What's wrong with me?

Glaring down at the half developed bulge in his black pants, he shook his head, trying to convince himself he wasn't aroused from anything to do with that voice.

And what a voice it was. Izaya was loud and he could almost hear the gasps of air he kept gulping down. Turning and all but running out of the apartment he vowed to never speak or think of this moment again.

However, things do not always go as planned, especially for Shizuo Heiwajima

Sighing, he sat up in bed, tearing the covers off his bed as he made his way to the bathroom, again. Another lousy fucking dream. It had been nearly a week since the entire incident and he still couldn't stop thinking about it.

Looking out the window he noticed the sun was already up and it was probably around noon. He sighed again, he hadn't been going outside, scared that he would see Izaya and somehow he knew the flea would just know he heard him.

He had tried to get the voice out of his mind but nothing helped, it got so bad he tried to stay awake to avoid the wet dreams but gave up when he started day-dreaming about them. His growing lust was getting harder to keep under control.

Turning on the water for the shower and playing with the knobs until it was perfect, he quickly stripped himself of the soiled boxers. A couple days ago he had stopped wearing sleeping pants to bed because they were always ruined by morning. Stepping into the shower he let the water run over his body a few times before he began scrubbing it clean.

Fifteen minutes later he was out, dried, and dressed for the day. For breakfast he made a piece of toast and a bowl of cereal before he left to start his day.

It was Saturday, so he had the day off but he wasn't quite sure how to use it, he knew he was sick of being in his cruddy apartment everyday as soon as work ended. So, deciding he would just be careful not to run into the flea even if he smelled him. This was his day.

He ran into Kadota and the gang first, chatting with them for a little while before quickly taking his leave when Erika mentioned Izaya. Simon was the next person he noticed and decided to stand by him for a little while, but he left a few minutes later when Simon said something about peanut butter sushi. Making up his mind to go talk to Celty at her house he started off on the trip to Shinras.

Later on he would regret the next few choices he made on this particular day.

The first mistake he made was when he reached Shinras. Instead of knocking, like a normal person he just walked right in. Now this was normal for Shizuo he never knocked because Shinra was always in his lab and couldn't hear him.

Coming to a complete stop when he heard it. That voice. The voice that had been haunting him every night since the incident. His halted mind had to take a little break when the soft, clearly angered voice of Izaya Orihara made itself known.

He poked his head around the corner, thankful for the way the room was set up. They didn't notice him.

"Here you go Izaya." Shinra said setting down a cup of tea for his old friend, taking a seat in the arm chair that sat to the side of the couch across from where Izaya was sitting. "So tell me. What's wrong?"

Izaya sighed, picking up the tea and taking a small sip before he set it down and leaned back on the couch.

"He said he loved me."

"Who?"

"Shiki." Shizuos eyes widened, his back pressed to the wall trying not to breathe too loudly.

That was the guy he was- Stop thinking about it. He yelled at his inner self.

"Why is that a problem?" Shinra crossed one leg over the other, taking a sip of his own tea.

"Why? What do you mean why? This arrangement had nothing to do with feelings and he- That dick!" Izaya nearly shouted, crossing his arms as he let himself fall onto the couch burying his head in the cushion.

"Well you guys had a good run. It's been nearly five years, you should be happy it lasted so long."

"No it was supposed to last a lot longer. What am I supposed to do? Sex is the only way I can be...well me! Without sex I'll crumble and be pissed all the goddamn time."

"Yes. I know what you mean."

"Oh shut up. Idiot, your mocking me aren't you?"

"Izaya it's only been three-"

"I know how long it's been I'm counting!" Izaya sat up angry, glaring at his friend.

"I'm sure you can go a little longer before you find somebody else."

"Somebody else? This isn't shopping Shinra I can't just go out and ask my dear humans to be my fuck buddy. I chose Shiki because he was the most heartless person I know! I had a better chance of having feelings before he did." Izaya huffed kicking his feet like a child who wasn't getting what they wanted.

"So just find someone else who's heartless."

"He was the leader of the fucking Awakusu how much more heartless can I get?"

"Good point. But I really don't see what the problem is. Just because he loves you does not mean you can't still sleep with him. Right?"

"That's disgusting. I'm not going to sleep with someone I know loves me just because I may have a slight addiction to sex." Here Shinra rolled his eyes. "I'll masturbate forever if I have to before I go back to that jerk."

"Why's he a jerk?"

"He ruined everything! I can't even work right without being horny as fu-" A loud beeping came from behind them and they both turned to look at the wall, as they heard a very familiar voice curse.

Shizuo dug his phone out of his pocket, smashing it in the process before he sighed, hoping beyond hope that they hadn't heard him.

"Shizu-chan?" Well Fuck

"Ah!" Jumping to the side he looked down to see, a rather angry Izaya. Arms crossed and foot taping on the floor, Shinra stood behind him a noticeable six feet away from the informant.

"And what do you think you're doing eavesdropping on a private conversation you damn protozoan?" Izaya had his flick blade out and ready to strike before all the words had even left his mouth.

"T-the door w-was a-and y-you standing h-here…Hi." Was Shizuos most intelligent reply, which did nothing to calm the heated informant.

"Ah ha!" Shinra clapped his hands together. "I have found the solution to your problem."

Shizuo and Izaya turned to Shinra, both with a confused 'huh' escaping their lips.

"You can use Shizuo." Shinra chirped a huge smile on his face but he was across the room and behind the couch just in case he needed a place to hide.

"Sleep with shizu-chan?"

"WHAT!?"

"Think about Izaya. He's clean and hates your guts so there's no chance he'll fall in love with you and even if he were he'd never tell you!" Izaya nodded along while Shizuos face decided to impersonate a tomato. Just thinking about the possibility of being able to experience his dreams for real was making his body heat up.

"What about the brute though? How do you plan on convincing him, because I'm not in the mood to speak stupid."

"Hey! I'm never going to agree to nothing if you keep acting like a prick!"

"You're considering it?" Izayas eyes were wide as he turned to face Shizuo.

"What about you Izaya? Shizuos attractive so there's no problem there right? Plus..." Shinra trailed off.

"Plus?" Izaya glared, getting impatient.

"Shizuos a big boy." An evil smirk took over Shinras face. "I can assure you he's big all over Izaya. Now imagine that...plus the strength. You'd be satisfied for day's possibly even weeks."

"Stop talking about my dick!" Shizuo growled but his glare at Shinra quickly turned to a look of shock as he peeked down at Izaya.

Izaya knew his face was red, he could feel it. But at the moment he was too busy thinking about the scenes playing out in his mind. He didn't even notice when his hands came up to wrap around his body. God he was turned on . Damn.

"Flea?" Shizuo was beyond confused. Izaya had just gone from really pale to really pink in the span of 2.5 Nano seconds. What the hell was he thinking?

"So I'll take that look as a yes from Izaya and you Shizuo?"

"Um..." From what Shizuo could understand Shiki and Izaya were only fucking and nothing more and now Izaya wanted to use him for fucking and nothing more. Sounded pretty good to him.

"Yes for both of us." Izaya was back to normal as he turned to Shizuo, coughing to snap the brute out of whatever daze he was in. "Shizuo tonight around six come to my place. I'll warn you now. Do not be late."

Waving to Shinra as he made his way out the door a little skip in his step. Shizuo didn't know if he was happy or not since that's how Izaya usually walked. Staring, mouth wide open, while Shinra sighed over the wasted tea.

What the fuck just happened?

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