Okay... School hit and I wanted to get out one more chapter before I kind of... Dropped off the edge with updates and new chapters. I have to say that I couldn't find a good stopping point in the flow... I kind of just... Kept writing without paying attention. I threw in more domestic life for those of you who liked it. :) Enjoy!

I felt him wake up in the morning and get dressed. His lips touched my forehead, "I'll be back."

My chest tightened at the thought of last night's disaster. He left the room and I rolled over and hugged the pillow he'd been using. His scent filled my nose and comforted me. I had plenty of time to laze around and pout. Drawing the covers closer, I shut my eyes and fell back asleep.

I woke up to Shizuo shaking me lightly, "Come on flea… Gotta get up."

"Go away." I pulled the cover over my head and wrapped my arms tighter around the pillow, before realizing it was his pillow. I shot up and threw the pillow across the room, "That wasn't what it looked like!"

He began to laugh and picked up the pillow, "Come on… Bath time."

I noticed his face was a little red, as he unwound my bandaging. "I'm serious… I hug pillows all the time in my sleep."

His mocha eyes met mine, "You're a horrid liar."

"No I'm not!"

"You're healing nicely… It's not even red or irritated." He said running his hands up the stitches causing me to shudder.

"Stop… Don't do that."

He laughed, "Come on… I drew the water already."

I peeled away my few articles of clothing not even caring if he saw me naked. Slowly I sank into the hot water and sighed. Shizu-chan began to scrub my scalp with shampoo and I hummed in approval, "Hmm."

"You're not gonna need this anymore, won't need help cooking, won't need help doing anything." He sounded slightly sad, "Rinse please."

I dipped my head down into the water and came back to his hands. "Hey Shizu-chan?"

"Hm?" He starts to rub conditioner into my hair next.

I tip my head back to look at him, "You need to bleach your hair soon."

His laugh echoes in the space, "My roots showing that bad?"

"I want to see you do it." I say eyeing the brown at the top of his head, "Yeah I guess they are."

"Maybe we'll do that today." He says rinsing his hands, "Rinse."

I dip my head again and come back up. The tall blonde stands in front of the sink, "Shizu-chan?"

"Yeah flea?"

"Can we go to the store today?"

"Yes." He says turning, "As soon as you want."

I nod and watch him leave the bathroom. After my shower I walk out to the living room and see Shizuo laying on the couch an empty bowl on the coffee table. He glances up at me, "What?"

"Nothing." His face turns red and he looks back to the screen.

I eat a quick breakfast and do the dishes quickly. Shizuo gets ready and we set off for the super market. We walk down the aisles of the grocery store and pick up random things here and there. A woman and her son walk by and we hear, "Mommy! Those two guys are shopping together." His brown hair sticks up at odd angles.

"Come on now sweetie." She ushers her kid and gives us a smile, her frizzy brown hair is pulled back in a mom style, quick and sloppy pony tail.

The little kid turns and looks at us, "Are they gay mommy?"

"I don't know honey." She smoothed his hair with her hand and they move down the aisle.

Shizu-chan and my face match fire red. "Uh…"

Another woman meets them at the end of the row. She is wearing black stretch pants, that are also in mom style, "Oh there you two are!" She leans over and kisses the woman quickly. "I've been looking all over for you."

Shizuo and I give a glance to each other. "Mommy! Mommy!" The little boy is hefted into the second woman's arms. Oh... I guess it was some form of hope for us, two men... Who happen to love each other. "Mommy those two men are shopping together!" We duck our heads when the little shit points back at us. I give Shizuo a shove to spur him forward with the cart.

We quickly pick up rice and head for the beauty aisle, away from the two girls and their son. It seems awkward until I giggle. "You're such a manly man Shizu-chan. Going for all the hair products you can muster."

He glares and looks at the bleaching products. "Shut it or I'll bleach your hair."

I leaned against the cart. "I tried once… My hair turned orange."

Shizuo laughed and picked a box, "Wished I could have seen that." He moves down the aisle to pick up shampoo and conditioner.

I begin to pout. The kiss look was back in his eyes as he leaned over to set the box and washing products in the shopping cart. I swallowed hard and looked away blushing. "Well if you're done."

"Let's go." He says grabbing the cart and heading for the checkout counters.

I sat the bags down and opened the door of my apartment. We put the groceries away and I studied the bottles of shampoo and conditioner in front of me. Shizuo was putting away the things I couldn't stretch to reach. "Total Wreckage Control Shampoo and Conditioner."

"You do not want to see my hair without it." He said leaning over the edge of the counter towards me.

I slide off the stool at the counter and moved to the box of bleach in his hand. "What do you want for lunch?"

He grabbed the box from me and slid it up on the table. "I will make lunch. You will enjoy it. We will dye my hair."

"I get to help!" I said moving to the fridge.

He laughed and shut the fridge, "No." His body was extremely close to mine, pinning me to the cool metal door. I felt small when we stood this close. "You can watch though." His eyes were basically melting me at his feet. The familiar look passed between us but when I tried to look away his hand caught my chin and forced me to look at him, "Can I?"

I bit my lip and yet didn't shake my head or refuse. His head slowly lowered to mine, our eyes locked. My gaze wavered to look at his lips and when they touched, my eyes closed in bliss. "Mm."

His hands moved to my hips and he pulled me into him. Our chest met and I wrapped my arms around his neck as our lips molded together. I felt his tongue move across my bottom lip begging me to allow him in. I tilted my head more and opened my mouth allowing him. He gently inched his way into my mouth and explored. I tried to keep the moan out of my voice but by the time he had my back against the fridge again it was too late. I let the moan go and placed my hands on his chest moving him back lightly.

We were short of breath and he blushed, "Sorry… I guess I got a little carried away."

I put my hand over my mouth savoring the feeling, "Shizu-chan."

"Dear God don't cry." He begged brushing hair out of my face.

I locked eyes with him, "I can't do this."

"Can't do what?" He questioned gently cupping my cheek with his hand.

"I can't… I can't… I can't love you." I whispered leaning into his palm, "It would be bad for you."

"Bad for me?" The pad of his thumb soothed my cheek. "What do you mean?"

I sighed heavily and closed my eyes, "It would be bad… For you… Because… I'm bad."

He chuckled, "You're just ornery. I don't think you're bad."

I took a deep breath and felt my legs starting to slide out from underneath me, "Shizu-chan… I… I… You're a good guy… I would only taint you." I'm getting nervous and I'm starting to act weird because of all my inner turmoil. My dirtiness.

He smiled softly, "Ruin me then."

"How would I live with myself?" I said looking up at him once again. "I'm struggling to live with myself now!"

I heard him sigh and he pressed his lips to my forehead. "Izaya… You… You're not a bad person. You won't taint me."

"You don't know that!" I said drawing away from him but having nowhere to go.

He bit his lip thinking for a moment, "What if I taint you? What if I'm the one who changes you?"

I'd never thought of it that way. I sigh heavily and he gives me a look of 'Am I right?', "Can we have lunch now?"

"Sure." He says backing up, "Sure."

I scoot away from him, "Alright."

"I'll make lunch." He said, "You can go do whatever."

"I'll be in my office." I walked into the room and sat down in front of my computer. Instead of working I just lay my head on the desk and buried my smiling and blushing face. I didn't get any work done; I just sat there wondering if Shizuo was right. What if he could clean my filth?

"Flea." He tapped my shoulder, and I slowly picked my head up, "Lunch's ready." I walked out to eat some rice, chicken, and vegetables. I stared at his head for a long time, stuck within my own head. "Can I help you?"

I blinked, "Sorry… Just thinking."

"About my head?" He said smirking lightly.

My face turned red and I quickly looked away, "No… Other stuff." I got up and put my bowl in the sink. "Oh… I don't mean other stuff I mean… Uh… Never mind."

Shizu-chan laughed and ruffled my hair grabbing the box of bleach. "Are you coming?"

I grabbed the shampoo and conditioner and followed him up to the bathroom. "Shizu-chan?"

"Yeah?" He said flipping on the bathroom light.

I sat on the edge of the tub and deposited the hair products, "Does it hurt?"

He laughed and gave me the kiss look, I guess Shizuo really liked kissing, "No it doesn't hurt."

I then sat on the edge of the counter and faced him watching him undo the box. He lay out all the things he would need. He then disappeared into the bedroom for a minute and came back with a white towel and no shirt. I blushed and looked away. "No shirt?"

"I'm going to get one, just hold on." He said smirking, "Are you sure you want me to put one on?" I flushed deep chrisom, "You happen to have a little drool right here." He wipes at his own chin and starts chuckling.

I shove his shoulder and he smiles, "Stupid protozoan."

His eyes burn into me and his lips brush against mine before I can react. "Alright… Let's get this started."

I look away with my cheeks and ears burning. "Fine." He starts mixing several strong smelling things in a bowl and I cringe, "Ew… Shizu-chan."

He laughs and leaves to get a shirt. I turn the stick into the substance and cringe, "Careful flea." Shizu-chan shows back up in a white t-shirt that looks like shit. "You don't really want to get that crap on you."

"Smells bad." I say jumping off the counter to go open my bedroom window. "Smells really bad."

I return and slide back into my spot, "Please watch the stitches." He warns.

I roll my eyes and watch as he pulls out a little brush and begins to scoop up some of the goop. Slowly he spreads it onto his head. He cringes, "You said it doesn't hurt!"

"It's cold." He says smiling, "But thanks for the concern Izaya."

I blush and realize that I'd leaned towards him, like I was going to protect him. "Why do you torture me, you asshole?"

He smiles and continued to goop up his hair, "Because it's fun."

We fell into silence as he worked and I watched. I studied his features as he concentrated on his hair. He furrowed his brows together really cutely and I noticed once again I was drooling. Mentally cursing myself, I looked away and rubbed my collar bone. Shizuo paused and looked at me, "How can you do that?"

"Do what?" I looked back to him.

"You obviously feel something for me… You… You kiss me back. You check me out. You say you're going to taint me… What… What makes you dirty?" He looks at me and I know he's trying to see through the mask I wear.

I sigh and lean back against the mirror, "Shizu-chan…"

"Don't give me that crap!" He says spreading more bleach into his hair. "Just… be honest with me Izaya."

I begin to fidget as his eyes lock on mine, "You're a nice guy Shizu-chan… I'm not… I enjoy causing people pain. You hate violence… I find amusement in it. I'm a sick and twisted individual and you need better."

Shizuo's face was bright red, so I looked away embarrassed too. His hand covered his mouth once again and I could see the smile behind it, "That's it?"

"What?" I snapped turning back to him.

He chuckled and threw the gloves on his hands away carefully. Shizuo then fit a cap of some kind onto his head and kissed me. It was hard, it was fast, and it was hot. His hands were planted on either side of my hips and he drew me closer with his lips alone. I wound my arms around his neck and felt my legs wrapping around his waist. I felt him pulling away but I pulled him closer. He kissed me back more but eventually placed his hand on my injured side lightly. We broke apart and I quickly unwound myself from him.

Shizuo grabbed my hand, "You're hurt… I can't get carried away."

I rolled my eyes, "You're too good… You shouldn't be kissing me."

He mocked my eye rolling and flipped off the lights, "Now we wait… I have to sit for like thirty minutes."

I followed him out of the dark bathroom and down stairs to the kitchen, where he set a timer. I studied his figure, "I don't… Shizu-chan…"

"Hm?" He turned to.

"You know… You act the same way I do!" I shouted pointing at his chest, "You kiss me and act like it's the most normal thing in the world. You… You do these things and then fall into this… Nothing happened thing!"

He cocked his head, "And?"

"You have a fucking split personality! One minute you're screaming to a whole city that you're going to kill me, then the next you're making out with me! Jeez Shizu-chan."

His mocha eyes narrow, "What about you, Sir Sniffles?! The Izaya everyone out there knows is a strong, sophisticated bastard. Yet here, you're fucking adorable and cry… A lot!"

My face turned red, "Well it's your fault… I DON'T CRY THAT MUCH EITHER!"

He snorted and put his hands against the counter, "My fault!"

"You're an idiot!" I throw my hands up and turn around.

His face turns red, "Hey! So we're both different people here at home! So what?! Kissing you should be a normal thing! Why… Because I love you Izaya and I want it to be a normal thing!"

My cheeks are on fire now and the blush is spreading to my ears and cheeks, "Shut up… That's not fair… I can't…."

"Just say it." Shizuo said gripping the counter top, "Just say it and admit."

"Someone's confident." I glared still aware of my red… body. I'm burning with how bad I'm blushing. "How do I know you won't laugh at me?"

"That's what you're afraid of?" He teased egging me on.

I was painfully aware of what I was about to say, "I'm not afraid!"

"Yeah you are." He says moving towards me, "You are so scared." Shizuo cupped my cheeks with his hands, "Izaya it's…okay to be scared."

I looked up at him, "Why's that?"

"I'm scared too." His eyes softened in front of me.

"Shizuo?" His real name slid off my tongue easily. He nodded spurring me on. I swallowed hard but bit my lip feeling like I could finally admit it. The longer I sat in silence the more I could tell he was anxious. His hands fell and he pulled me closer by the hips. I leaned into his ear and ran my hands up his chest, drawing out the pause. He was waiting quietly while I hashed things out. I let my lip brush against his ear lobe as I teased, "I can't take you seriously, when you look like a lunch lady."

I've dyed my hair plenty of times but I haven't bleached it so I just assumed it was kind of the same. Sooo... That was my shbang before I stop updating several times a week. I hope you liiikkkeee it! Review, Fav, Follow maybe? I'll love you forever!