Hot Little Ponies

Electro Pop •ShizuoxIzaya

I hate writting sex scenes, cause I suck at them.

But what I hate more is when people are all, '3r3cti0n' or '@$$' in their sex stories. like...why is that needed? xD dunno just bugs me.

Ahurahur. Dedication~

had to fix some things so re-upload. Happy Easter!

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Death was a scary thing; something he’d never had the…Pleasure? –Of experiencing. He’d heard many people would go on the internet and meet at random to commit suicide; he’d gone to such a meeting and gave the females quite a scare. They said that they wanted to die though, so why be afraid of something you wanted?

It wasn’t that he wanted to die, but he was curious, did he think there was an afterlife? Or was there just nothing afterwards?

Here he stood, upon the edge of the roof of the very building he threatened to drop the girls from, he was staring down at the far off street. If he leaned over just a bit more, he would fall to his death, something he wanted to know about, but something he didn’t want. He didn’t want to die, not yet anyway…

“You’re going to fall.” That’s right, another was with him. The blonde he claimed to detest, the man who was probably wishing he’d take that one step and fall off the edge, just so he can grin with twisted delight. His only enemy would be out of his sight.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you?” Izaya’s eyes met Shizuo’s, well they met his sunglasses, the man wasn’t even a foot away, all he had to do was stick his hand out and there went Izaya.

To be honest, Izaya wasn’t sure exactly what it was that he was feeling towards the blonde. It felt the same as it always had, he wanted to piss him off and see the reactions and expressions, so…Had he always secretly liked Shizuo? No…That couldn’t have been it.

“Not really, no.” Izaya watched as the man fished out his pack of cigarettes and placed another in his mouth, soon he was breathing out the grey smoke into the air. Izaya frowned,

“Nobody wants to kiss someone who smokes all the time.”  He turned again to face the world below, sticking his arms out in a false act of balance.

He saw from the corner of his eye Shizuo step up to his side, his hands in his pocket, he too stared down at the city, or so Izaya believed, he couldn’t see much beyond those dark sunglasses. “You think so?”

“I know so.” Izaya spun around, “Ah, scary.” He laughed slightly, taking a step over, away from Shizuo. Suddenly something hooked around his ankle and he slipped, he was falling. No no, he couldn’t die yet! He flailed for a moment, trying to steady himself. He was falling just when something clasped his wrist, his heels just managed to stay on the edge. He exhaled sharply, looking over to Shizuo who was holding onto him.

Shizuo’s expression was unreadable and Izaya couldn’t tell anything since he couldn’t see his eyes either, the man only had a slight clench in his jaw and he was holding Izaya there, “There’s only person who should ever kill you, Izaya.” The man now frowned, “It isn’t you either.”

“Are you suggesting…Someone else?” Izaya’s arm was starting to hurt, “Pull me up, please.” He couldn’t very well be demanding in a situation such as this.

“Only me. No one else can.” Izaya was suddenly yanked up and now stood before Shizuo, he breathed out,

“Little sadistic?” Izaya now stepped away from the edge, convinced Shizuo would really shove him off if he just felt like it.