Alright, here's the next part! This one's a little bit shorter, but still a roller coaster ride of emotions.

Izaya

I don't know what brought me to do it. Instinct? Self defense? Impulse? But the next thing I knew, I was on top of the blonde's chest and he was looking up at me horrified. I took this as an opportunity to take even more advantage of him.
Grinning wickedly down at him, I lowered my lips to his ear and whispered in my most irresistible voice, "don't you just love our game Shizu-chan? Because I do. I like it a looot~." I forced more of my warm breath in his ear on the last syllable than necessary. I chuckled a little bit when he shuddered from it.
You just make it too easy for me...
He recovered quickly, and I felt my back hit the ground with robust force. Thankfully, the snow absorbed most of the shock instead of my spine. He was hovering over me, his lip curled back in a snarl like the animal he was, fist clenched and drawn. I knew I couldn't escape him now by the way his other arm bracketed around me, caging me in.
I chuckled nervously, wincing as I brought my hands up to gesture my surrender, but at the last instant, I thought of one last tactic to save myself. If something like that worked on Shizuo before, there's no way it wouldn't work now.

I shifted under him to press my right thigh between his legs, giving him a sly smirk. "I never realized how much I liked being under you," I purred rubbing my leg against his inner thighs, meeting his gaze with my seductive one.
His face flushed the darkest I had seen yet, and my smile grew wider, as I could tell he was taken back, not sure whether to punch me still or get off me as soon as possible. He chose the latter, rising to his feet to brush himself off and face away from me.
Izaya: 1, Shizu-chan: 0.
"Finally!" I heard a familiar, out of breath voice panting behind me. Shinra was bent his over knees trying to catch his some air, Kadota right behind him.
Oh look Shizu-chan, your knights in shining armor are here to save you from further humiliation.
"Well," Shinra began, still heaving, "looks like the two of you didn't kill each other after all," he chided, after regaining some oxygen in his lungs.
"Are you referring to Shizu-chan's fantasies about killing me? He keeps saying that he swears he'll do it one day, but we both know he's only lying to himself~," I cooed, lingering behind Shinra in case the brute were to snap again. I'm sure Shinra needed a good ass-kicking for something or other, and frankly, I was tired of running.
"Ne, isn't that right Shizu-chan~?"
Nothing.
"I mean, you practically started this whole thing," I scoffed, turning to look at the blonde and he didn't budge.
"You just make it too easy for me." My cheerful tone remained, but my brows knit in confusion as to why the hell wasn't Shizuo doing something by now?
Not a word. His back was turned and he was just staring at the ground.
Without trying to show any annoyance, I twirled over to where he stood and looked up at him, closely, but attentive enough to dodge any second. His face was still flushed, eyes wide and dilated, but not blinking.
I smirked inwardly and wondered, did I hit a nerve, you monster?
"Shinra~," I called loudly into Shizuo's ear. "I think I broke him~!" I sang proudly, pointing at the blonde in the most obnoxious way possible.
Shinra came over and gave one tug on his arm.

"Looks like the weather is starting to pick up again." Our bespectacled friend nodded towards the range of mountains where black clouds were approaching at an alarming rate. I hadn't realized until now that the wind had picked up and the strands of my hair were whipping my face. I looked around and noticed that everyone else had already headed inside.
"We can find something to do inside," Kadota said as he approached the three of us.
With that, we headed back towards the resort, not saying a word. No other snowballs nor snow men flying through the air. Just silence. The blonde still looked ghostly as we walked, but no one else mentioned it, if they noticed.

Back at the rooms, we changed out of our winter clothes and into something more comfortable. Well, I changed in my room. Shizuo had quietly snuck out to change in the room across the hall, which was fine with me. I heard a knock on the door and when I answered, Kadota was standing there in a T-shirt and shorts, surprisingly without his signature beanie.

"Can I help you?" I raised an eyebrow apathetically.
"Get changed, we're going to the gym downstairs."
I mentally rolled my eyes. Did they really expect me to do something stupid like—
But then I remembered this morning. Curiosity got the better of me as I let my thoughts wander back to this morning when I had walked into my roommate changing. Something about the possibility of 'observing' that again piqued my interest.
"Fine, fine." I said waving him away and shutting the door.
I quickly changed and grabbed a key, because I knew Shizuo would forget. I met the three outside the door and we headed down the glass enclosed elevator. We found our way to the gym, which I remembered was over by the hot springs, thankful to find that It wasn't too crowded, but neither was it empty.
The gym, for a gym at least, was tidy looking and well kept. Mirrors lined most of the wall space; above them, large flat screen TV's. It had an upstairs and downstairs. The first floor had a front desk, snack bar, basket ball court and through a glass window, I could see the swimming pool in the room next door. Upstairs looked like there were treadmills and other contraptions for more intense workouts. Of course, Shizuo led the way straight upstairs towards the more intimidating machinery.
Shinra and I chose to walk, rather than run on the treadmills — I had had enough running for today. While Kadota and Shizuo left to go do some lifting. We ran side by side together, not saying anything until Shinra cleared his throat and spoke up.
"So…" I closed my eyes, already knowing where this was going. "What's with Shizuo? He's been kinda quiet since he chased you down earlier. What's that about?" Shinra could be more observant when he wanted to be.
"Couldn't tell you," I shrugged during my power walk. "Maybe his brain finally gave up on him. Poor guy. So young too..." I feigned a sympathetic smile.
Shinra just rolled his eyes and said nothing after that. We walked for about 30 minutes before we were both bored and tired, so we decided to see what the other two were up to.
Over where the foreign machines were, we found our Kadota and Shizuo. Kadota was spotting him as he lifted, shirtless, of course. I didn't even understand why he lifted, it's not like he needed practice or anything, but hey, with this view, I wasn't about to complain.
I glanced over to see the weight he was pressing, and not surprisingly, it was 200 kilograms. The bar looked so fragile in his grip, I thought it might snap in half.

The muscly men around us were looking at the him in utter disbelief, mouths dropped. To Kadota Shinra and I, this was nothing. We had, on almost a daily occurrence back in Tokyo, seen him strip traffic signs straight out of the cement. Even throwing vending machines was common for him if he was pissed off enough. But under the unknown circumstances, the people here looked at him as if he were a monster, considering his thin physique. They weren't wrong.

Nonetheless, upon seeing their surprised expressions, I sensed a glow of pride within me.
I continued to watch as he lifted, studying how his muscles moved under his skin; flexing and relaxing with each rise and fall of the weight. His body was dampened from the sweat, glistening under the fluorescents above us. Quite frankly, I was surprised he was even breaking a sweat. But to be fair, I was not complaining, seeing the small droplets that rolled down his forehead under his shaggy bangs. His tanned skin from the previous summer slightly remained, and as my watchful gaze traveled down to the lean muscles of his abs, I felt something inside me stir against my will.

He was...hot. Even if it was Shizuo we were talking about.
"Okay, Shizuo, that's 100 reps, I think you're good," Kadota chuckled.
He mounted the weight back in place and sat up. The brunette handed him a towel and he wiped the sweat from his forehead and off the back of his neck. When he stood up, my eyes instantly caught notice of the faded scar across his width of his chest.
Fuck, he looks good, I thought, and I could no longer deny it, no matter how much I tried. Besides, I've already seen the package deal, I smirked, and nearly chuckled aloud as I remembered the sight.
I felt a nudge at my side interrupting me from my day dream.
"You're staring a little too much~," Shinra whispered beside me with a light chuckle.
Instantly, I blinked my attention away to give the brunette the best apathetic expression I could muster. "Don't you know the difference between observing and staring, Shinra?" He didn't seem to take the bait, smiling all the more to himself.

When we left the gym, we headed for the rooms. I let Shizuo take the first shower, since he actually worked up a sweat. At some point, he must have decided it was safe enough to use the one in our room, instead of burdening our neighbors. Unfortunately for me, I had to enter the same evergreen infested quarters for a second time today. I didn't bother bringing it up again, however. Maybe I would just switch his shower gel out when he wasn't expecting it.

All of us changed and went to dinner together, just like every other night. The food was good and we were all able to enjoy a peaceful conversation. The blonde seemed to be in a better mood too.
After that, we returned to Shinra and Dotachin's room to play some video games. I had brought my laptop over to continue working on a text I received from my employer. It wasn't an emergency. Rather, it was a question as to whether I heard any rumors of my classmates taking part of any gang activities recently. I told him I hadn't heard much of anything yet, but decided to do some research of my own.
"Come on Izaya, don't you want a turn?" Shinra asked, and I looked up to see him gesturing the remote control to me. His hopeful expression almost made me consider it.
It was tempting. And I had been working for quite a while...
I sighed. "Alright, just one game though," I said, closing the monitor of my computer.
I moved over to take a seat on the bed and Kadota handed me his controller.
"You should play against Shizuo. He's an easy opponent, seeing as he sucks at this," Shinra laughed cheerfully.
"Says the idiot who chose fucking Smash Bros..." the blonde's eyes narrowed at the insult. " 'sides I'm done for the night," he said tossing the controller to Shinra, who barely caught it.
Feeling annoyed, I got up and grabbed my laptop and bag, following the blonde as he headed out the door. He didn't even hold our room door open for me when we walked in, and it nearly slammed against my face.
"Ne, what's your damage?! You've been acting like even more of a child all day!" I accused him, still trying to keep my cool. But seriously, he was getting on my last nerve.
He just ignored me and grabbed his coat and a pack of cigarettes.
"Where are you going?" I said, holding my ground in front of the door, but I already knew.

I kept my glare at him, even as he brushed past me and I heard the door click shut.

Shizuo
I hurried out of the room, not quite slamming the door after me, but only in courtesy of the neighboring rooms. I didn't give a flying fuck if it slammed in that rat bastards face. There was so way in hellI was going to stick around, alone with that damn—
"-oof!"
I looked down to grimace at the object I that had just blocked my way, but my expression instantly vanished when I realized it was a person
She was a short girl with light blonde, almost platinum hair. It was unmistakably natural, judging by her also light coloured eyes, and it hung just brushing over her shoulders. She wore a purple V-neck that helped enhance her already protruding breast.

I felt my face get a hot and had to remember to stop myself from staring and apologize for running into the stunned girl.
"I'm sorry about that...I uh, didn't see you there..." I stuttered, too ashamed and embarrassed to make eye contact.
"No problem," was all she had to say, no doubt with a thick accent, and continued walking around me.
I watched her continue down the hall for a moment, not at all satisfied with my half-ass apology. I felt like I should go back up to her and make sure she was okay, but couldn't bring myself to follow her as she rounded a corner and disappeared in the opposite direction I was going.
Then it dawned on me, that our brief encounter had distracted me from the flea, which in turn made me slightly less angry. It's not every day you bump into a pretty girl. Literally.
I too, went on my way, going in the direction of the elevator and down to the lobby. I couldn't help but let my eyes linger on the calming fountain; its noise seemed to follow me through the automatic front doors.
When I stepped outside, the first thing I noticed was the bitter cold. Not like during the day when the sun is at least partially out, but as soon as it got dark like this, the temperature dropped into the negatives. What was even worse, was the storm that had finally reached the resort grounds and the blustery wind was stinging my face and chapping my lips. Rain and hail could be heard beating down on the tin overhang above that was protecting me from the downpour. I took my usual seat on a bench that was just outside doors. I figured my visit out here would be brief.

Pulling out my pack of cigarettes from the breast pocket of my jacket, I stuck one between my lips. Before I could light it though, I heard the door open behind me.
"I advise against staying out under such circumstances." I heard a feminine voice with the same accent as before addressing me.
I turned around to see the girl. This time I was able to get a better look at her, and I recognized her from from one of my classes. Vorona, I think her name was.
"Eh, I'm used to stepping out in the cold," I shrugged, my voice sounding more raspy due to the cold, but I hoped she would think the shakiness was also from the weather.
"I shall accompany you," she said robotically, and I moved over as she took the seat next to me. "Remember rule number one. The system in which two people must stay together at all times."
I lit my cigarette and took a deep breath of smoke. The burning sensation helped warm me a little, but I realized that I hadn't first thought about asking, "I, uh, hope this doesn't bother you..." I said, flicking off some of the ash, and exhaled so the smoke would travel down wind, away from her.
"It's no problem."
We sat there in an awkward silence for a while. I would have broken it but I didn't know what to say to her.

When I finally couldn't stand the quietness any longer, I gathered enough courage to ask her the simplest question that came to mind.
"So...which class do we have together again?"
Shit, shit, shit! Why did I ask that?! Fuck!
"Japanese history," her voice was monotone as ever.
Now I seem like an idiot. Good job, Shizuo, you've officially offended the first girl to bravely approach you.
Before I could apologize for my carelessness, a loud crack of thunder made us both jump.
"'seems the storms getting worse..." I said, my heart racing from the surprise, as I took my last few puffs of smoke before crushing it into the ashtray.
We got up and hurried back into the lobby together and went up the elevator once more. Needless to say it was eerily quiet. Neither of us said anything, but she seemed to be less phased by it than me.
I've always had anxiety when it came to talking to people. I never knew what to say and when. I had a hard time coming up with responses...mostly due to the fact that others were too apprehensive to initiate conversations with me in the first place. It's just that her being so attractive threw me off even more...
Your anti-social behavior has finally caught up to you, hmm, Shizu-chan? I thought, but instead of my own voice, it was the flea's ringing in the back of my mind.

Great. Him again.
I had totally forgotten the reason why I needed a cigarette in the first place. It wasn't because I was angry, I just...What he said earlier was too similar to the nightmares I had been having. That Izaya.
Was he even serious...?

When I considered the possibilities, I came up with the most logical conclusion that he was just messing with my head. Just like always...right?
"Walking me to my room is not necessary. I will find it no problem," Vorona's voice interrupted my train of thought. I hadn't realized I had been following her to her own room.
"Uh, yeah, okay, sorry about that. Um...goodnight, I guess," I said and stopped in my tracks.
"Same for you. Do not let mattress insects bite," she bowed politely and continued walking down the hall.
I bowed in response, lingering in the hall until she was out of sight. I stood there for a good moment thinking about my next move. I knew I'd have to go back to the room at some point but I tried postponing it as long as possible.
I checked my phone for the time. It was 11:42. Way over my stupid curfew.
Maybe the flea is asleep already, I half prayed in my mind.
I began walking back towards my room slowly, letting as much time drag on as possible, when suddenly the lights above me began to flicker.
'Guess I should hurry up then, before I get locked out for the night completely. There was no telling if the electronic locks would still work if the power went out, and I didn't want to take any chances to see if the louse would let me back in the room if it happened.
I finally reached door 1221 and unlocked it with the key. I entered an entirely dark room, wondering if I had made it there just in time, or if the flea had actually gone to sleep. But when lightning flashed through the window, in the brief second of the light, I noticed a small mountain under the covers of the flea's bed.
Then there was the loud boom of thunder that always followed the lightning, and I felt the vibrations resonate through the floor and off the walls. Once the eruption subsided, all was silent except for the pitter-patter of frozen droplets pelting the glass, and a faint whimpering from the other side of the room...