Durarara Lemons

Touch me

Okay, trying something fun. I've got a whole line of different fun places these to lovely men can spice it up. This is the first fic in that line of fics. Be sure to put me on author alert for more. I'm trying to crank one out every day!

Remember to R&R please^^

Shizuo leaned back into the sofa, inhaling from his lit cigarette slowly. He knew that high school was a lot of hard work, but if he had no intentions of using knowledge, did he really have to put any effort into it? To be honest, just sitting around was much more entertaining than trying so hard.

It was hard for him to understand his comrade, Shinra Kishitani, who always put so much into his schoolwork. It was as if he liked the assignments. Well, he was a weird guy, maybe he did. This week was their Spring Break, and the prospect of no assignments and no wasted time going to school sounded like paradise to the blond.

His cellphone rang with a silence piercing beep, and he answered it with the typical grunt. Anyone who knew him would take it as a hello. Any stranger would probably hang up, which was better anyway.

"Hello Shizuo-kun!" rang that all too familiar voice. What did Shinra want this time?

"Yeah?" he sighed. It would undoubtedly be a favor either for Shinra or his mysterious girlfriend and roommate.

"We're taking a trip to the beach today, and I'd love you to come! But me and my friend don't have our liscense, so can you drive? It would mean the WORLD to me and my friend!" Shinra said with a little too much enthusiasm.

As his mouth prepared to say no, the idea suddenly sounded quite interesting. Him, at the steering wheel, all the way to the beach, silence. If he was driving Shinra and his friend, those two would talk and Shizuo could virtually be alone. He thought for a few moments. He had felt rather contained lately. The need to go somewhere was no secret.

"Yeah. Sure," Shizuo sighed into the cellphone.

"Oh thank you so much! Did you hear that Celty?" he could hear Shinra's voice exclaim.

Shizuo couldn't help but chuckle lightly into the speaker. Shinra and his...well...he didn't actually know what they were, but his female friend were an entertaining pair. Maybe he wouldn't mind driving them at all. He hung up without a goodbye. Shinra wouldn't be offended, Shizuo never said goodbye.

He packed a few necessary beach items into a bag, and pulled his blue tinted sunglasses down over his eyes. Cigarette still hanging limply in his mouth, he made his way to the car, packing it tightly and scowling at the lack of space.

It was a gorgeous day to go to the beach. The sun was unmasked, shining over the cooled morning air, but no humidity hung in the air. Just crisp fresh oxygen. Shizuo inhaled sharply, enjoying the tasteful air. He would definitely enjoy the trip. He told himself that over and over.

He drove to Shinra's dorm silently, some sort of odd excitement or enthusiasm collecting in him. He looked out the window at this girl that Shinra talked about constantly. She dressed in all black leather, and slipped a bright yellow helmet on over her reddish brown locks of hair. She hopped on her motorcycle, as if it were completely second nature to her.

His passenger side door opened, and Shinra hopped in. He adjusted his sunglasses, pulling out of the driveway and getting onto the road. His car bucked and shook, the pavement not mixing well with the vehicle's seemingly ancient engine.

"Is she driving up alone?" Shizuo asked his passenger.

"Nope. Shinra's riding with her," said a voice suddenly not being Shinra's. He knew that voice, and he began fuming. He hadn't even looked to see who his passenger was, he hadn't noticed it wasn't Shinra who got in his car.