Izaya stumbled home. He placed his jacket hood over his head to hide the bandages.

He still couldn't believe he managed to make it all the way to his home. Izaya never did go to Shinra's.

He barely left his apartment until all his wounds were fully healed, which took a long time. His wounds weren't as bad as he thought though, he didn't think he had any broken bones or anything. But it still hurt like hell.

Even though Izaya was almost fully back to his old strength, it took awhile for him to head back to Ikebukuro. He didn't want to see Shizuo. He didn't want to face him after the embarrassment of being 'saved' by his enemy.

But Izaya had to go to Ikebukuro at some point. He didn't want to be denied the city because of what had happened.

However, Izaya must have not have overcome his previous bad luck, for within the first hour of his return to Ikebukuro, he spotted Shizuo. And Shizuo spotted him.

Izaya immediately ran in the opposite direction.

"Shit…shit shit shit!" Izaya yelled to himself. "Why am I scared? I've escaped Shizuo many times. Last time was just a fluke." But a dangerous fluke. Izaya couldn't afford to get caught by Shizuo again. He might not survive like he did last time.

Izaya glanced behind him in mid run. Shizuo was chasing him. And he was FAST. Faster than usual. And he wasn't even yelling.

"Oh God….he must be MAD. Madder than usual…" Izaya thought.

His side started to hurt. While waiting to heal, Izaya was no longer in shape. His side was starting to get worse. He tried breathing through his nose as he ran to try to stop the pain.

He could hear Shizuo's thundering footsteps behind him.

"Oh God…"

Shizuo grabbed Izaya by his jacket hood and pulled him into a nearby alley. He propped Izaya against a wall, holding onto the neck of his shirt. Izaya chuckled and raised both hands halfway into the air. He was trying his best to keep up his usual cool and calm attitude.

"Come on, Shizzy….didn't you get enough of me last time?" Izaya said, as he casually tried to talk his way out of another beating.

"Shut up…" Shizuo growled, his voice low and deep. Izaya could feel his hand tightening around his shirt.

"When is this grudge of yours going to die down? Its getting annoying…" Izaya grumbled.

"When you're dead." Shizuo answered, his voice menacing. Izaya made eye contact with Shizuo, and they held their glare for a moment.

"You couldn't do it last time. You don't have it in you…Shizzy-chan." Izaya teased, his mouth forming into a fox-like grin. Shizuo pulled Izaya forward by his shirt and pushed him back, causing the back of Izaya's head to slam into the wall. Shizuo had let go of his shirt and let Izaya slide down the wall, moaning from the pain in his head. Izaya sat with his back against the wall, holding his head. He managed to open his eyes and see Shizuo looking down at him with his threatening grin.

"God…this is just like last time…" Izaya thought.

Shizuo flung his leg forward, missing Izaya's head by a few centimeters. Instead of hitting him, his foot collided with the wall right next to Izaya's now-stunned face.

Shizuo grinned even wider.

"That expression…"

Izaya stared up at Shizuo with wide, stunned eyes.

"I hate your usual, ass hole-like expression. But this expression is just so…" Shizuo laughed.

"Heh, Shizzy. I had no idea you're such a sadist." Izaya snickered, but his laughing was ended quickly for Shizuo lifted him back to his feet and had him pinned between him and the wall again. Izaya was now silent, he could only wait and see for what Shizuo had in store for him.

"I can't kill you." Shizuo said suddenly.

"Eh?"

"I can't bring myself to kill anybody."

"Is that so, Shizzy-chan?" Izaya snickered.

"But I still hate you. I still have this grudge."

"Oh?"

Shizuo was silent, but his grip on Izaya's shirt was still tight.

"Are you going to let me go then? Give up?" Izaya teased.

"Crap. Did I sound too eager?" Izaya thought, worried that he had shown weakness again.

"I can't kill you. But I still want you to pay."

Izaya glared at Shizuo, but the grin was still on his face.

"Oh? And what are you going to do to me?" Izaya said, pushing his luck.

"I have an idea. I think that as long as I can still put that expression on your face, that'll be good enough for me." Shizuo said as he watched hints of fear appear on Izaya's face.

"Go to hell." Izaya growled, grabbing at Shizuo's hand in an attempt to make him let go.

But Shizuo was obviously too strong.

"How should I start first? Breaking your limps? Your fingers?" Shizuo asked.

Izaya's struggling became more panicked.

"You sadistic bastard….!" Izaya yelled, realizing he had no chance at getting away.

"There it is…that terrified expression that so rarely appears on your face." Shizuo grinned. Izaya turned his head away, but Shizuo used his free hand to pull his face back toward him. Izaya clicked his tongue in frustration.

"Wow, you're even trembling. And I haven't even done anything yet." Shizuo pointed out. Izaya gave him a death glare.

"Do you do this often, Shizzy? Holding people down against their will and watch them squirm? Is that how you get your kicks?"

Shizuo suddenly reached into Izaya's jacket pocket.

"What are you doing?" Izaya asked, with obvious hints of fear in his tone.

Shizuo took out the knife and flicked it open and placed it against Izaya's neck. Izaya closed his eyes.

"How about I cut you a bit, huh?"

"Oh come on, Shizzy, that's not fun…" Izaya replied with his eyes still closed. Izaya gulped and felt the knife against his neck. His breathing got heavier.

"Shi…Shizuo…" Izaya didn't care anymore if he sounded scared; the knife was starting to cut into the side of his neck. Izaya heard Shizuo snicker. He slowly opened his eyes and found Shizuo's face close to his.

In a quick decision of pure desperation, Izaya collided his lips with Shizuo's. It caught Shizuo so off guard that he dropped the knife and Izaya's shirt instantly. Izaya took the opportunity to try to escape out of the alley, but he only made it a few feet before Shizuo grabbed his wrist. Izaya spun around.

"Damn it, Shizuo! Just let me go!" Izaya exclaimed. Shizuo said nothing and kept his grip on Izaya's wrist.

"Fuck!" Izaya cried, trying to wriggle his hand free. Shizuo yanked Izaya's arm, causing him to be pulled forward. He slammed Izaya against the wall again, and brought their lips together for a second time.

Izaya was just as surprised as Shizuo had been. His wide eyes stared into Shizuo's closed ones. He was so stunned that he couldn't think of anything else to do but kiss him back. Their kiss began to get more intense; Shizuo had his hands in a tight grip on Izaya's jacket, and Izaya had his hands buried in Shizuo's blonde hair.

They broke their kiss to gasp for air. "….the fuck.." Izaya managed to say. Shizuo brought his hand to Izaya's neck, and Izaya flinched in surprise. Shizuo moved his hand that now had blood on it. "I must have been cut by the knife when I…" Izaya thought, but couldn't continue his sentence, even if it was only in his head. Shizuo lowered his head down to Izaya's neck.

"Sh-Shizuo?" Izaya questioned, and Shizuo began to suck on the wound. Izaya gasped in surprise, his eyes squinting shut. He could feel Shizuo's tongue slide over the cut.

"Haah…" Izaya gasped as Shizuo gently nipped at Izaya's neck. Shizuo lifted his head back up, eyeing the new mark he left on Izaya's neck.

Izaya smirked, but it wasn't his usual, hate-filled smirk.

"Is this how you're going to get your revenge now, huh? Doesn't make much sense."

"Shut up." Shizuo grumbled, kissing him again. His hand snaked up his shirt. Izaya moaned into the kiss. Shizuo's hand brushed against Izaya's nipples, and Izaya broke the kiss. "What exactly are you going to do, Shizuo?"

"Make you have that desperate expression again…" Shizuo said as he brought his hands to Izaya's belt buckle.