Secret Desires (Shizaya)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Before Izaya knew what he was doing, he had walked over to Shizuo and was standing awfully close. The blonde licked his lips.

Wait, what am I doing?! the bartender thought. The raven's eyes are like sparkling rubies, and his body is so seductive and slender. Why does the flea seem so . . . SEXY right now?

Shizuo stood up. Izaya hooked his leg around the bartender's body.

What the hell am I doing . . .? the information broker asked himself as his emotions took control of him.

Maybe it's okay . . . to let go. . . just this once . . . Shizuo told himself as his hormones seemed to take over his brain.

Then, he leaned down 

to meet lips with Izaya. The raven kissed back. Hard. He swooped his other leg up to the other side of Shizuo's body so that he was no longer touching the floor.

The bartender took a firm hold of the informant's skinny legs and shoved his tongue into Izaya's mouth. He massaged the raven's tongue while his partner grabbed fistfuls of his hair and pulled the two even closer together.

In between kissing, Izaya managed to get out, " I (gasp) love you (gasp) Shizu-chan."

Shizuo was so overwhelmed with emotion that he felt like his heart would burst from those very words.

He pulled back, knelt on the floor, and looked Izaya, currently residing on the blonde's lap, right in the eyes.

"I love you too, Izaya," he quietly replied as hugged the raven. All of his emotions seemed to be exploding out all at once. He had no idea how to control them.

The informant leaned back to look at Shizuo. "Oh, Shizu-chan," he said smiling. "You're so cute. I wish you were like this more often," he chuckled and stroked the bartender's face.

Then all of a sudden, Shizuo's eyes widened, and he had a flashback.

He stood outside the hottest bar in Ikebukuro. Shinra had invited him to go drinking with him and a small group of people.

Shizuo wondered why he had even come in the first place. He hated being drunk and vulnerable to all. The blonde finally walked into the club and spotted Shinra at a round table.

When he arrived over there he addressed all of the people sitting down: Shinra, Celty, a few people he did not recognize, Tom, and . . . IZAYA?!

Shizuo sat himself down in an empty seat next to Shinra. He pulled the scientist close. "What the hell is Izaya doing here?" the bartender whispered fiercely.

"C'mon, Shizuo. You know quite well that you are BOTH my friends," the scientist explained. "Please try to get along. Just for a little while."

After a few seconds hesitation, the blonde finally shrugged and released his grip on Shinra. "Fine," he muttered.

Moments later a waitress appeared at their table. "What can I get for y'all?" she inquired.

Shinra ordered a couple beers, Celty a martini, Tom a lite beer, Izaya a couple beers, and Shizuo nothing.

The scientist whispered to the blonde with a grin, "If you were a little drunk, perhaps you could forget about Izaya being here wi-"

The bartender slammed his down on the table. "A shot of vodka please!" he told the waitress.

"I'll be right back," she replied with a smile, and turned prepare the drinks.

"Damn, Shizu-chan," Izaya smirked. "I didn't think you would get anything, let alone vodka, with that weak stomach of yours."

"Shut up, flea," the blonde barked back. "I don't have a weak stomach and I'm gonna prove it!"

The raven just laughed at this retort. It annoyed Shizuo to the bone.

Then, the waitress returned with their drinks. Shizuo immediately chocked down his shot. It tasted repulsive and made him want to puke. However, he was so determined to prove Izaya wrong that he completely masked his utter disgust.

"Ha," he smirked at the informant. The raven only smirked back.

Then, Shizuo's vision went blurry. The dim lights seemed to flicker and turn many different colors. The loud music and chatter in the club seemed far away. Everyone looked like they were glowing, especially Izaya. The closer he looked at Izaya, the more and more . . . SEDUCTIVE he looked.

The raven batted his eyes and licked his lips in slow motion, sending a chill up the blonde's spine. There was no way in hell that he could deny it: Izaya was H-O-T.

Then, Izaya turned to the bartender, giving him an almost concerned look. This sent Shizuo over the top; his lips looked so soft and his eyes were practically sparkling in a red haze.

The blonde got up from his seat, and walked over to the raven. Izaya looked at him with a quite confused expression. It was just too cute.

The bartender pulled him up by his shirt and mashed his lips onto the raven's. Izaya's eyes were wide with surprise.

"Mm," he gasped, the words echoing through Shizuo's head. "Shizu--mm-- Chan . . . ?"

The morning after, all the blonde could remember was the sweet smell and taste of Izaya, and he had a sore feeling in his hips.