AN: First of all, I would like to say thank you for the 8500 views from all you visitors! Oh my god, I never thought any of my stories would reach this high of a number. It is surreal...you have no idea how grateful I am. As you know, I love reviews (and I do read them all!) but I haven't had much time or energy to reply to all you lovely reviewers. Big thanks to heyalove43 for your long, helpful and continuous reviews! From now on, I will start to reply to reviews individually. The story will return to normal after Izaya returns his memories, keep in mind, which is why it seems like two different stories. Can't Get Enough is one of those stories that does go on for a while but Vata and I try to keep it as interesting as possible. Sorry if all the twists are confusing; we pretty much improvise this entire thing (since it is a role play, after all). I mean, of course we still have a plot...but we do improvise. All of these "filler" chapters actually matter towards the story. Please continue to read and review, and thank you for being supportive!
Arc Two, Chapter Ten
Hazel eyes blinked at Izaya's explanation and he blushed at the kiss. He slowly wrapped his arms around the lithe man, wanting to hold Izaya close for this moment. He was right; it wouldn't stay like this if Izaya regained his memories. "Yeah, we should enjoy the hot springs," he agreed. He stripped himself down so he could take a dip into the warm water. "This is nice, sort of wish I had some sake," he said and quickly looked away when he saw Izaya stripping down. He opened his eyes when he heard the other come into the water. And right then, he heard a knock and he said they can come in. An employee dropped off all sorts of food, wine, and sake for them to drink. The blonde looked over to Izaya, "that part of the deal?" He'd seen this in movies, in hot springs, but he never thought he'd see it happen.
"Well not exactly, I had to pay for it. But it's worth it, Shizu-chan!" He beamed and casually walked out of the water once he heard the door shut. He wrapped a towel around his waist; it was already difficult to see his naked body through the steam. Izaya grabbed the plate of dark-chocolate strawberries and the glass of red wine. He assumed they were allowed to eat and drink by the water as long as they didn't drop anything. He walked back out and set the plate on the ledge. "Bitter and sweet, hmm? And some red wine." He settled himself in the water again. Izaya grabbed a strawberry and held it in front of Shizuo's mouth. "Eat up, big boy." He sang.
The blonde blushed, yet again. Great, nice that Izaya was making fun of his large penis. He opened his mouth and let the other man feed him the strawberry. Shizuo did enjoy some chocolate covered strawberries. He reached over to grab more, but pulled away when his hand was smacked. "Hey, what gives?" Izaya fed him another strawberry. "So what gives, why are you feeding me?"
"Because this is romantic time, Shizu-chan!" He shoved a strawberry passed Shizu-chan's lips. They were on a date just like lovers...Lovers? Haha! No, no way. He wasn't even sure if they were a couple...but they were on a date. People who weren't dating went to the hot springs alone...right? Right? The raven shook his head from those thoughts; they would only make him depressed. "You should feed me too, Shizu-chan!"
"Well, come here and I'll feed you," Shizuo told the flea. The bartender blushed like crazy when the other man sat on his lap. That's...not exactly what I meant. "Seriously? The spring is large enough, so the place you sit is in my lap." He found himself stuttering when the lithe man shifted his weight. "Please, don't move," he took the plate in his hand and fed Izaya a strawberry.
"It's the only way to feed me, isn't it?" Izaya ate the strawberry from from his land seductively, licking his fingers and the palm of his hand. He scooted closer to the other man's groin. "Haha, don't move? And why is that, Shi-zu-chan?" The info broker gazed into those liquid gold eyes.
"Just don't," he said, face red at feeling Izaya's penis rub up against his own, "Izaya, just stop!" He snapped and his gaze moved to look at Izaya's face. "Sorry, didn't mean to yell, but just stop, I'm not comfortable with it," he fed Izaya again, trying to change the subject. "I like this place," he commented, "I often have dreams about it."
Izaya rolled off of his lap from annoyance after he ate the fruit. He really didn't see what the big deal was; he was just trying to have fun with Shizu-chan. "Is that so?" He leaned back against the ledge. He was annoyed. The blonde said that he loved him, they kissed, woke up beside each other, ate together, but he wanted nothing more? Not at all? That was depressing. "Why don't you want me?"
"I didn't say I didn't want you," Shizuo told him straight. "I just…you know...don't think relationships need to be all about sex. I don't want it to be about sex," he finished. He looked over at the other, knowing he wasn't happy with the answer. "Not saying sex is a bad thing, but it's not the best way to start a relationship. I love you, but I don't want to have sex with you. I'm not ready for it, we're not ready for it." He lowered his gaze to the water, just knowing he killed the mood. "I think you underestimate...how you affect me."
"That is bullshit, Shizu-chan!" Izaya snapped back. "We've spent every day together since I've lost my memories. We've done everything...and it's confusing! One moment we're in a relationship, the next you hate me, and the next we're friends. If I really affect you that much, then why don't you show it? I'm not talking about having sex with me...I'm going to take a shower." Izaya walked inside and sat down on a wooden chair. He wasn't actually going to shower, especially since he was just in hot water, but he needed alone time to think.
"Then you should've just stopped when I told you to!" The blonde yelled after Izaya left. "Fuck," he cussed under his breath and slipped himself further into the hot water. Fucking flea, making things so much harder than they need to be. Now we're fighting, just because the damned flea thought it would be a good idea to have a bit of fun. He scooped up a handful of water and washed his face with it. Shizuo stood himself up and stepped out of the warm water. He reached out and grabbed his large towel, starting to dry himself off. He looked over, watching Izaya sit by the open window. "You're right; we do sleep in the same bed and live together...but it doesn't mean I'm alright with sexual situations."
Izaya changed into his pants and wrapped a towel around his shoulders, completely ignoring the blonde. He was going to stop him from walking away, until he realized that maybe it would be best for them to spend alone time away from each other. They were supposed to spend the weekend together but how was that possible when they were Izaya and Shizuo? He ran a hand through his raven hair and glanced at the bottle of red wine. It looked so tempting.
Shizuo walked out of the building, letting the cool mountain air rush over his face. He held out a hand, watching snow flakes fall onto his large hand. Guess it was cold up there for it to snow. Of course, it was the best place for a hot spring. "How can I even show my feelings? How does he affect me? Fuck, I'm so fucking bad with words, he makes it much harder." His hazel eyes caught something from the side and his gaze turned to look at it, and he saw something rare. "Blue roses?" He walked closer to them, finding a valley filled with them. He'd never seen them before, but they were all over the place here. He didn't see anyone around so he plucked one of them, one without thorns. "Rare to come by," he said to himself.
Izaya finished a second glass of wine before Shizuo walked back into the room. He heard the door open and looked up to find Shizuo carrying a blue rose. He thought Shizuo would have wandered off for hours and hours. But no, he returned...with a blue rose? It was a nice surprise. The flower was beautiful. "You picked that for me, Shizu-chan?" He had to ask. Shizuo was fascinated with little things, so who knew. He thought it was sweet how he forgot about his anger for a moment. It was a big step for Shizu-chan. He was beginning to understand Shizuo's feelings for him. Obviously he wasn't smooth with words, but his actions spoke louder.
Shizuo found himself blushing. "Yeah," he told him before he slipped the blue flower into the man's raven coloured hair. "I thought it would look nice in your hair," he admitted, stumbling with his words, not really sure what he was going to say. "You know, they're rare...The flower, I mean. You're like the flower," he finished with. And he just lowered his head; that came out sounding lame in his opinion. Stupid, stupid, stupid, why must he be so damned bad with words? He could talk to Kasuka without any issues, why is talking with Izaya so fucking hard.
Izaya looked at the flower from the corner of his eye and smiled. The flower was just like him? "I hope you mean that I am rare, because looking like a flower would just be sad." He laughed. "And how am I rare, exactly?" He held Shizuo's hands. How was it so challenging to talk to Shizuo one moment, and easy the next? He was so cute, with the way he didn't know how to speak. He noticed how tense the blonde's body was. He looked up at his hazel eyes and ran his hands up and down his arms.
"Looking like a flower wouldn't be so bad, you'd still be beautiful," he said out-loud. How was Izaya rare? "Rare? You're," he hummed, "you have this interesting personality, you can be a pain in the ass on moment, but this sweet guy the next. You act like a kid when you want attention. And you're as adorable as they come when you're playing with Suki. I don't think I've ever seen you as happy as you are whenever you play with her...I love it when you smile." Can I just die now, please? This is so embarrassing. I'm talking to Izaya, of all people. He thought, but didn't actually mind that he could spend this moment with Izaya. He reached a hand out and gently touched the side of Izaya's face. "You're beautiful and rare. Or handsome, whatever the hell works."
"Wow, Shizu-chan. For a man who doesn't know his way with words, you know how to flatter me." He tugged on Shizuo's arms to bring him down and gave him a short kiss. "I don't mind either one...After all, you're the one who can't pull off wearing a woman's outfit." He laughed and the feeling reached his crimson eyes. "With your handsome face, your strong body...I always call you handsome, and I'm not joking." The raven wrapped his arms around Shizuo's neck and kissed him again.
Shizuo gaped at the kiss. It surprised him, he wasn't expecting it. His face heated more when he felt soft hands run along his arm. And the blonde jumped a little when he was given another kiss. He wasn't sure why, but he took a step away to put some space between them. The idiot ended up tripping over the futon. He reached out of reflex to grab something, but of course, he grabbed onto Izaya. He hit the futon with a thud and he grunted when the smaller man landed on top of him. He laid there for a few moments before he realized what the hell just happened. He quickly sat up, "Izaya, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that!"
Izaya clung to Shizuo's arms. The oaf had to trip on the futon and grab onto him? Of course he did. Izaya winced slightly at the contact. He moved his legs to a more comfortable position. "I can't even kiss you without you freaking out?" Izaya sighed and rolled off of him. "So what, I'm just some decoration that you can't touch?"
"No...I mean, I'm not used to it, okay. You were kissing me and feeling up my arms, I wasn't sure how to react. This past hour has to be the most you've touched me," he snapped back. "I'm not used to all the touching. Look, I can make it up to you. How about I cook anything that you want when we get back to the castle? We'll pick everything up on the way back and I'll use the kitchen." He sighed deeply, "you know that I'm an idiot, you shouldn't expect so much from me."
Izaya sipped on the wine he poured for himself and Shizuo, trying not to pay any attention to Shizuo. He was as stubborn as always. "No, I don't want something to eat...and I don't expect a lot from you." Izaya answered truthfully; he wasn't one to hold back. "I'm nothing like you in terms of our... relationship, or whatever this is. Do I have to ask your permission every time? Where is the fun in that?" He handed Shizuo the glass of wine.
"No thanks...I try not to drink a lot. I fall asleep if I drink too much," he explained. He lowered his head, just feeling like Izaya was upset with him now. "Yes...No...I mean, you don't have to ask me if you do anything. I just have to get used to it, it's all new to me." His face turned as red as it could get. "Look, I'm sorry. I would make a shitty boyfriend, but I'm trying."
"It's alright, Shizu-chan. I understand." Izaya smirked. One way or another, he'd get get what he wanted. "It's just that I never know when I am going to change back. It's as if I'm going to die, oh no!" He sung dramatically. He drank the rest of his drink, which made it his fourth glass. He was starting to feel the butterflies in his stomach, the rush of happiness. It was easier to smile. "Sleeping after drinking too much is silly!" He hummed. The raven didn't need to call a taxi to go back to the castle; shuttles always waited outside. He started grabbing everything they needed.
"Izaya," the blonde started, trying to get the other's attention, "I honestly don't think it would change you, even if you do get your memories back. It'll be up to you if you want to keep things the same. You act...similar, you just don't remember anything," he reminded the other man. The blonde stood up and followed him out, holding his arm so he wouldn't stumble over. "Damn lush," he muttered. He ended up helping Izaya into shuttle. His hazel eyes looked out the window before he looked over at the drunk, and a blush appeared across his face. "You know, I enjoy it when you kiss me."
Yes, evidently it would be up to him to continue this relationship with Shizuo...but he guaranteed his old stubborn self would not allow that. And he didn't believe he acted similar...if he did, there was no way he would fall for Shizuo so easily. "Lush?" He laughed. "Don't you mean louse?" Izaya leaned back against the seat. "You are lying, Shizu-chan! You never kiss me." He looked out the window. "Look at the lake now; I love the night." He placed a hand on the cool glass.
The blonde leaned over so he could get a better look at the lake. He quickly pulling his hand away, feeling the cold glass. He looked at how the moon reflected off the iced-over lake. Shizuo turned his head, his face inches away from Izaya's, the two of them stared into each other's eyes for a moment. The blonde leaned in, giving a simple kiss on Izaya's lips. It lasted a couple of seconds before he quickly pulled away. He coughed to clear his throat, "since you don't want to eat anything tonight, how about I make you something special for dinner tomorrow?"
Izaya smiled after the kiss was over. He wasn't expecting Shizuo to get the hint, nor was he expecting him to kiss him. "Something special tomorrow sounds nice." He laid down on Shizuo's lap to have a short nap. The car ride back to the castle was long enough to have one and he didn't need to wear a seat belt. The motor of the car and Shizuo's scent was comforting. He fell asleep fast and woke up when they arrived, simply because the engine stopped.
Shizuo slid out of the shuffle and grabbed Izaya, leading him inside. "I said you were a lush for a reason, you can't even walk straight," he told him. Lucky for them, they didn't have to walk any stairs or Izaya was going to have the hardest time. "I can walk fine..." Izaya laughed. Shizuo opened the door and watched Izaya stagger into the room. He sighed deeply and quickly went after him after shutting the door. He lead him to the couch and sat him down. "I'll get you some water. You drank too much, it's making you dehydrated."
Izaya drank the water slowly after Shizuo handed him a glass. "Shizu-chaaaaaan! I didn't think that four glasses of wine would've," he hiccuped, "affected me. You're such a gentleman." He wrapped his arms around Shizuo's waist, pulled him closer and kissed his chest. "And you're sexy." He exclaimed. "Haven't I told you that before?" He poked his chest and looked up at him, head cocked to the side. "Aaahh, or is that too embarrassing for you to hear?"
Shizuo looks away, blushing some. "No, you said I was handsome, not sexy," he grumbled. He let out a surprise yelp when he was pushed back onto the futon. He heard Izaya laugh a little and he looked down, sighing when he saw the other man alright passed out and used him as a freaking pillow. "Fuck, still a pain in my ass, even when you're drunk," he complained. He looked up at the ceiling, just thinking about some things. Hell, not like he could move; Izaya was a light sleeper. Lucky for him, he fell asleep in that uncomfortable position.