Aphrodisiac (ShizuoxIzaya)

Chapter 2- Interrogation

//Heya~ here is finally the second chapter xD well i hope you enjoy.//

-6 am, the next morning in shizuo's apartment-

Izaya slowly woke up, opening his eyes to a rather cute/disgusting view, he himself not knowing which one was it.
In front of him was lying a certain ex-barthender, still asleep.
The sleeping man was wearing his shirt but was bottomless, a reminder of their last night, and had one of his arm wrapped around Izaya, whom on his side was naked.
The raven smiled tenderly at the sight of his partner hugging him, but it didn't last long.... His smile quickly turned into a disgusted face and the arm was moved off his thin body.

"Don't touch me, monster"

He hissed lowly at the man sleeping next to him as he got up, his eyes searching for his clothes lying on the floor. When he had picked up all of his clothes he put them on, whining from time to time since his bottom was still sore.
He searched for his shoes, which he had carefully hide the night before, and put them on hastily.

He would have loved waiting for Shizuo to wake up as well and see his furious face, but since the drug was long gone from his organism, he was sure he would be killed this time.
So he left, leaving the blonde in his room sleeping.

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Several weeks has past since the "incident" and to the greatest happiness of the citizens, Ikebukuro was even more calm then the usual, to the point that some people feared something ominous coming.
It has been two weeks, and no blonde bartender has been spot.
Two weeks without a vending machine or a heavy object has been seen flying in the air along with some stupid human that had the guts to annoy the famous ex-bartender.

Indeed, Shizuo was too shaken to even dared walking out of his apartment.
Talking about his apartment, its interior was greatly destroyed.
The reason was simple. At his awakening he entered a great rage as he recalled the event of the eve, no long after Izaya had left.
Resulting in most of his furniture broken, even his bed, obligating him to sleep on a futon.

Since that day, Shizuo couldn't stop thinking about it- ruminating, thinking over and over again.
From his two weeks of over thinking came a result. Even though Izaya probably did it to annoy him and humiliate him, he wasn't the type to sleep around with random people. He himself always said he didn't like to participate in vulgar event like sex and drinking. Yet, he slept with Shizuo, the guy he should hate from the bottom of his heart.
For Shizuo, what happened wasn't only to annoy him. He was sure that Izaya had other intention. If not why would he have slept with his most hate person? Knowing too well it would be awkward between them two afterward. It couldn't be something else. Izaya had feelings for him. And Shizuo needed to know the truth.

So with this idea in mind, the ex-bartender finally decide to step out of his housing.

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-3 pm, somewhere in Shinjuku -

Shizuo walked hastily toward Izaya's high class apartment. He was curious to know the truth, and as weird as it seems no longer angry.
As he walked at a quick pace, various question with no answer came to his mind. 'Does Izaya like me ?', 'Why did he had sex with me ? Of all the people he know, with his enemy?' Or even 'was he only horny?'.

His thought was interrupted as he stopped in front of a beautiful, high and modern building. 'Here i am' he said to himself, gulping his saliva as he started to feel anxious.
The blonde entered the building, feeling really nervous now, and headed to the lift, not even taking the time to look around him.
The time felt like an eternity as he took the elevator, going straight to the last floor, a pearl of sweat running down his head to his cheek, finishing its course on the floor as it dropped from his chin.

"Ting~"

A ringing could be heard, signifying it had reach its destination. The door opened slowly. In front of the lift was a plain corridor with a single door probably made of steel, just in front of the lift at maybe two, three meter from it.

Once again Shizuo gulped, taking a step out of the elevator and reaching the door. He stopped in front of it, nervous.
It's been a while now since he started feeling stressed, but Shizuo himself still hadn't figured out why he was feeling like that.
He tried to ignored it, fearing the answer.
His hand finally moved, reaching for the bell. Yes, for the first time since Izaya had moved to Shinjuku or maybe since they meet back in high school he was using Izaya's bell, not braking the door, ringing the bell. Even surprising Shizuo himself when he realized it.

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-3:15 pm, Izaya's apartment in Shinjuku-

The informant was sitting on his favorite black wheel office chair, tapping quickly on one of his computer while searching from time to time something on his smartphone.
He was as the usual, doing some research for one of his client, though this time the job was a tad more difficult than what he was used to do, since he was ordered to searched up information on a very well protect organization.
It's been two weeks since he started searching up info on this organization, but he was determined to find the answer in the delay he had set up with his client.

"Driiiiiiiiing~"

Izaya was startled. Absorbed into his tough job, he was brought back to the reality by the loud sound of the bell ringing.
He hissed lowly, annoyed to be disturbed during his work, but still walked to the front door, putting up a fake bright smile as he opened the door to his new possible client.
Shocked. The informant dropped his smile as he discovered his enemy in front of his door, calmly waiting to be invited in.
Izaya blushed as he recalled every thing he had done this fateful night.
During this two weeks he hadn't had one minute to think about what he had done and how he should behave now, he was planning to think about it when his job was done, convinced Shizuo wouldn't dare came to him again.

"Sh-shizu...-chan?" He tried to regain his composure and added with more confidence. "What are you doing here?" His voice was shaking, even though his face was showing no sign of nervousness.

Shizuo, hands in the pocket of his usual bartender suit and a calm expression on his face, took few step forward, entering the room.
"Can i come in?" He asked even though he was already in. "I won't try to kill you or anything else that could harm you."

The raven haired man took step backwards, unconsciously letting him in. "Why are you asking when you're imposing yourself anyway?" He looked surprised as he own action but quickly erased this expression of his face as he put up his famous smirk. Shizuo on the other hand ignored the question and walked to the couch, taking a seat on one of them.
The informant closed the door and headed to his couch, sitting comfortably on the one facing the blonde's sofa.
"So, why are you here?" He asked, supporting his chin with his fist.

Shizuo sighed and lowered his head, then raised it and looked dead serious at the shorter male in front of him. "I won't beat around the bush. I will be straight." Izaya looked at him waiting. "Why did you drugged me that night? Were you just horny or did you had ulterior motives ? Should i take that as a confession ?" The informant looked at him not flustered at all, instead he started laughing out loud, throwing his back on the couch and slapping his laps as he nearly shocked in his laugh.
The ex-bartender death glared him, not moving an inch. "What's so funny?"
The raven haired man stopped laughing, wiping tears of laugh from his eyes. "A confession ? Do you think i did that out of love ?" The blonde nodded earning another laugh from the smaller male in front of him. "Me ? Loving you? Are you drunk?" He said in utter glee. "I'm not drunk Izaya." The blonde responded containing his rage. "I absolutely don't love you. You're the last person i could love. I only did this to annoy you and see your reaction, which was quite great by the way" the informant responded, his voice shaking, deep down knowing he was lying.
Shizuo staid quiet, glaring at him, implying that he knew Izaya was lying. "I'm serious here. I hate you. There is no way i could love you."