A.N~ Sorry for the wait guys. I had a lot of school work, then my internet cut out, then I wrote half of the chapter but my computer shut down so I had to restart it.

Meh.

Someone somewhere didn't want me to post this apparently well it's here anyways.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed... and Shizuo is still stupid in this chapter xD

Enjoy~

Chapter 10

"Wait." Izaya started. "Maybe...I really don't hate you that much."

Izaya felt his grip on Shizuo's shirt tighten before allowing his hand to release and slide down the ex bartender's arm.

"I don't know why I said that," he said, almost desperately, afraid of the repercussions of what he had just said. "I think Shizu-chan is making me crazy," he said with his trademark grin plastered on his face. "I really...don't."

The informant looked up at Shizuo with wide eyes, afraid of what his reaction would be.

"Izaya." Shizuo started stepping closer to the informant while he stepped back, unsure of what to do. Shizuo would kill him for sure. He would kill him for his feelings.

Izaya looked around for somewhere to run, finding no opening. He could call for Kururi, but there was no way she would be able to help him.

Izaya back up to the couch and fell back onto it, as Shizuo approached slowly. He closed his eyes shut, preparing for the blow that would surly be the end of the informant, only to feel something warm press against his cheek.

He opened up one eye and locked eyes with hazel irises hovering over him. Had Shizuo just kissed him?

"Shizu-chan?" He asked, his face growing hot as Shizuo's hot breath caressed his pale cheek. "Did you just-"

His words were cut off by warm lips on his. He couldn't believe what was happening. It seemed so surreal.

Izaya smiled in the kiss and wrapped his arms around Shizuo's neck, pulling him down onto the couch. Their breath mingled as they kissed, only pulling away for air for short seconds before their lips connected again, and again. Izaya blushed as he was pulled roughly onto Shizuo's lap. The ex bartender held tightly onto his waist while his own arms were holding himself up on the back of the couch on either side of Shizuo's head.

He smiled, kissing him again quickly before pulling away again. "Does this mean Shizu-chan doesn't hate me either~?"

Shizuo grinned, pulling Izaya into another heated kiss. "Shut up flea, you're cuter when you don't talk."

Izaya looked down at his monster and smiled.

Shizuo woke up with a dreadful feeling in his gut. What had he done?

He looked next to him at the body draped over him. Short raven hair tickled his skin and he found his hand running through it. What was he doing?

'I have a fiance. We're getting married in a few weeks.'

He reminded himself, and that was all the motivation he needed to crawl out of the informant's bed. He looked over to the flea who barely stirred when he left the bed and sighed. Why had he done it? He couldn't figure out what had possessed him that night, but it was too late to take it back now.

He turned away from the sleeping raven, and began quickly dressing himself. He looked over to the bed as he was buttoning the last button on his vest to find the informant looking at him with a pleasant smile.

"Morning Shizu-chan~" He grinned mockingly. "I would tell you to make us some breakfast, but I think you would burn my kitchen down."

Shizuo kept his face stoic, he couldn't let the flea see any weakness on his face as he said this. "Look Izaya. What happened last night... it was an accident." Shizuo felt a strange pain in his stomach as the smile on Izaya's face dropped. "I'm getting married Izaya. I don't know why the hell I did what I did, but I'm still going to marry Mairu."

He turned away as Izaya'a hand went up to cover his face. 'Was he crying.'

"Look, Izaya, I'm sorry. Let's just...keep this between us."

Izaya nodded slowly, allowing Shizuo to quietly walk out of the room. Shizuo looked back as the door shut on the informant.

Shizuo made his way out of the house, feeling the ripping pain in his chest intensify as he made his way home.

Izaya felt stupid. Used. Abandoned.

He wouldn't let himself cry. He rubbed his eyes feverishly, feeling a familiar sting as the skin around his eyes turned red. Shizuo had used him, then left. He felt his anger grow the more he thought about it.

He got up, and dressed himself before he dragged himself out of his room and back to his work station.

"Izaya~"

Izaya looked up to his sister Kururi as she bounced over to him. "I just saw Shizuo leave~ What happened~?" He felt his eyes burn at his sister's questions so he chose to ignore her.

Kururi blinked her eyes at her brother's reaction, deciding that whatever had happened wasn't good. She looked into Izaya's vacant eyes and frowned. Shizuo really was stupid.

Izaya made his way to his desk and sat in his chair, staring out at his city, feeling none of his usual joy. He turned back to his work, looking though the files that he had asked Shizuo to organize for him. He sighed. Shizuo was really stupid. He would have to organize them again later.

Izaya felt anger grip him, as his mind wander to Shizuo. 'I don't care anymore.' Izaya told himself, not completely believing what he was saying. 'I don't care about Shizuo Heiwajima.'

A.N~ I hope you guys liked the chapter! I'll try to post again tomorrow. Just a few more chapters :D. See you guys next time~