Author's Note: Hey guys! I really enjoyed reading the reviews for the last chapter XD Pissing people off with cliff hangers is always fun! They made me lol alot, to be honest. I'm a bitch, I knows 3

Anyways, sorry this chapter is really short and kind of crappy, but I've been having a really bad writter's block. Also, found out yesterday I've had a tape worm for a while... Yeah, not fun. I named him Gilbert! -glares at Gilbert- I'm going to kill you soon...

Anywho! I would love to hear ideas as to what should happen on Shizuo and Izaya's soon to be little 'date'. I can make your fantasies a reality... -giggle giggle-

The more reviews, the faster the updates!

Day Five
How We Hated Each Other

FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCKKKKKK!

Izaya knew he shouldn't have fallen for that stupid trick! How dare Shizuo play with him like that! Only Izaya was allowed to tease anyone like that. Fooling around with the game pieces was his thing, dammit! But noooooo, Shizuo had to go and be some smart ass. Thanks to that bitch, Izaya was now laying in bed with a bloody forehead and signs of a black eye starting to form in his right eye. How could he be so easily fooled! It was so sudden, so uncalled for... so beyond any of his expectations...

One thing was certain:

Izaya fucking hates Shizuo.

[AN HOUR EARLIER]

Izaya had given in, Shizuo could tell. As his finger gently caressed his cheek (which Shizuo found out, to his horror, was incredibly soft) he let his eyes linger on his dark bloody eyes. Ugh... this was A LOT harder than he had expected... Just a bit more, Shizuo, he had to remind himself. His brother was the talented actor, not him. If it wasn't for Izaya's eyes locked onto his own bronze eyes, the flea might have noticed the light rhythm his knees shook at.

What had really shocked Shizuo, though, was how willingly Izaya had been to everything. He just... sat there, eyes seemingly closing the closer Shizuo got to his lips. Did he... Did he actually want this? Gross.

"Shizu-chan...," he breathed. Thank goodness Izaya's eyes were halfway closed and focused on his face, else he would have seen the shiver of disgust that ran down his body. Acting... was not his area of trade. That kind of crap should have been left to his brother, as stated before. He was barely keeping up this horrible façade as it was.

It was easy to tell both of their hearts—Izaya more so than Shizuo—were racing. So how were they standing? Unbeknown to the two of them, Shinra had turned off the shock bracelets by now. That freak was actually looking forward to the following events. Celty? Well... she had stuffed her head... uh, neck into the crook of Shinra's arm, saying she was unable to see what was going to happen as if it was all some scary horror movie. It might as well have been. Shinra only watched with an unhidden joy and amusement.

Suddenly, there they were. The two of them, fingers interlocked and eyes entwined. Their faces were only mere inches away from each other. Izaya only stared at Shizuo, curious as to what he would do next. Something told him there was something wrong with this whole scene... but it was so hard not to give in. He only waited, some part of his mind actually hoping the kiss would happen. The other was still screaming at him to move. He ignored that latter part of him completely.

"Izaya, before we do this... I need to tell you something."

Izaya blinked, suddenly aware of his surroundings. Aware of how dangerously close Shizuo was. "W-What?" he could barely find himself to say.

Suddenly, Shizuo smirked. His fist raised behind him, just barely out of Izaya's vision as he stared dumbfounded at Shizuo's sudden smirk. "I fucking hate you."

WHAM!

"I should have seen this coming...," Shinra said in defeat, lifting a knocked out Izaya up by his arms.

Shizuo was relaxing in his bed, watching as Shinra scrapped his masterpiece off the wall, a cigarette snug in his lips. He had punched Izaya so hard in the face he went spiraling backwards, smashing into the wall. Cracks in the wall reached out like vines, swirling and intertwining all the way up into the ceiling. Izaya's blood added a nice touch as well. The poor bastard had a bloody forehead, nose, and mouth. Not to mention a huge black eye was starting to form. All in all, it was a job well done for Shizuo Heiwajima.

"Was that really necessary?" Celty scolded on her phone, placing an icepack gently on Izaya's face as he was laid down on his bed. Taking a clean cloth, she began to wipe the blood from his face while Shinra checked the rest of his body for any broken bones.

"Completely. Next time, it's gunna be Shinra you scrape off that wall," Shizuo commented dully. Celty froze. If she had eyes, she would have been glaring at Shizuo. "Calm down, Celty," he said between what seemed to be a chuckle, "I'll make sure I don't completely kill him."

"Anyways," Shinra sharply cut in, "No bones broken, just a minor concussion, black eye and one or two broken teeth... Luckily those can be replaced. I'm surprised, Shizuo-san... You held back." Was it Shizuo's imagination or was there a teasing tone in his voice? For Shinra's sake, it had damn well better imagined.

"Maybe you're just not as good as you say you are and are actually a horrible doctor who can't tell a healthy kid from a dead rat," he growled. Taking in another deep breath from his cigarette, he angrily exhaled from his nose, making himself look almost like an angry, raging bull... Nothing out of the ordinary here.

"Or maybe sooommeeeenone just couldn't find it in himself to actually hurt him!"

"Shinra...," Celty typed with caution. Shizuo was getting angrier and angrier by the second.

"I just think Shizuo just finally realized how much he loves Izaya and when the time came to kill him, he couldn't do it—"

Shinra was violently cut off, now shoved up against the wall. He struggled to breath, Shizuo's strong hand lifting him higher and squeezing tighter. "Do you want to die or something?"

"A-Alright! Calm down, I was just kidding! No need to get so defensive!"

With one last predatory growl, he roughly threw Shinra on the ground, ignoring the black aura that emanated from Celty. Hurt Celty, and that's fine with her, but mess with Shinra and you've crossed the line. The two of them left in a rush, Shinra complaining his butt hurt from the fall.

"Ugh...," Shizuo complained, falling back on his bed. He felt... defeated. Shinra hit the bull's-eye. Well... not about the love part, but about the holding back. Why did he hold back? He could have swung the head clean off of Izaya! Instead he barely flicked him. Of course, a small flick from him was enough to send anyone flying. Something had made him hold back.

A lump grew in his throat, a feeling at the pit of his stomach jabbing and nagging at him. Was that... guilt? Shizuo didn't feel guilty for anything. Unless he hit someone like a girl who wasn't guilty for example on complete accident then he would never feel remorse for beating the shit out some idiot. Izaya was guilty, certainly wasn't a woman (he hoped), and that punch was more than on purpose. Still, he couldn't maintain the feeling that grew over him. It was a small itch that started at his finger tips, nibbling away until it completely invaded his whole body. He felt the same way he did when he woke up next to Izaya. Unable to hurt the vulnerable little bastard. That damn Izaya... Always making Shizuo angry and confused.

Turning over in his bed, he glared at the unconscious most poor excuse for a human Shizuo had ever met. His face was cleaned now, a bulge in his right eye and badages wrapped around his forehead. Looks like the force of the punch cut his skin, for a dim shade of red was slowly starting to appear under the bandages. He looked like hell, really. Shizuo watched his chest rise and fall, listened to his strained and labored breathing. Watched his cute face...

WOAH. BACK UP THE TRAIN. What the FUCK did he just think to himself? Shizuo choked on the smoke of his bud as he sat up. Did he just call him cute? No, no, noooooo, NO, FUCKING NO. Shivers went through his body. That had to be an accident. That flea wasn't cute, of all things. Maybe handsome and attractive—

FUCK HE WAS DOING IT AGAIN!

Shizuo slapped himself, trying to get the disgusting thoughts out of his head. It wasn't as if he actually thought that Izaya was good looking. He was positive Izaya's good looks were more of fact, not his own personal view. Other women have called that roach sexy before right? N-Not that Shizuo thought he was sexy, eww, no never. Izaya was a disgusting maggot that lived off everyone's dirty secrets... Certainly not sexy at all.

"Screw this, I'm going to bed," he suddenly declared, climbing under the sheets. As his lids closed, his mind wavered away from his control, asking one last question that he hated to listen to. Right as he fell into the grasp of sleep, he wondered if Izaya thought Shizuo was attractive.

[BACK TO CURRENT TIME]

"Shizu-chan, just a fair warning, but the police are going to come after you once we get out. It's probably going to be related to something silly like a bombing or something..."

"If you even fucking think of blaming me for something again, I swear I'll kill you."

"You're all bark, but no bite, Shizu-chan. You failed to kill me earlier, what makes you think you'll do it again?"

"SHUT UP!" Shizuo hollered, back on the bed as the jolt of pain ran up his leg.

Izaya watched with unmasked amusement, enjoying watching the beast roll around the bed in pain. His finger tapped away at the bed, falling into perfect sync with the clock that ticked on the wall. They had been arguing for exactly two hours now. Shizuo had tried heaving his already beat up bed at least forty times, always ending in failure as the anklet stopped him in his tracks. His ankle was red by now, bleeding slightly from when Shizuo had tried to rip it off.

"Woof woof and bark bark!"

"MOTHER FUCKER-!"

"I'm having too much fun with this."

Suddenly, a cough interrupted the meeting. Both of them turned to look at Shinra.

"Well , since you guys seem to be doing slightly... if only barely slightly, anyways, better than you were before, Celty and I have come to a consensus! Today, we are going to let you two travel the city of Ikebukuro together! But... there's a twist."

Of course there is..., Izaya thought with a smile.

"You two will be handcuffed together! Of course, if you try to rip it off, I've got it rigged to shock when too much force is being put on it."

"I'm going to crush you, Shinra," Shizuo spoke, his eyebrow dangerously twitching.

Holding up the bulky looking piece of metal, Shinra smiled. Celty had walked into the room, scythe in hand and ready to knock the two boys out if... no, when they resisted. "Time to get to work boys!"