Izaya x Reader x Shizuo [collection]

Just one taste and you'll want more [Izaya x Reader]

I thought I'd write some fan/fics on another character from another anime. And since Izaya Orihara is such a sweetheart...
No, he really is a friggin' cactus, but I love his twisted mind anyway...NO SPOILERS AHEAD ^^
PG13 -some mild cursing

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Izaya's phone rang.
"Hello?" -he picked up immediately. It was his high school friend, Shinra calling him.
"Izaya, do you have plans for tonight?"
"Eh, depends."
"Celty found some recipes and I thought we should have some people around."
"Hmm, food sounds like a good plan." -the information broker stretched in his chair. "But... could I bring some company?"
"Sure, the more the merrier!" -Shinra agreed. "Come by eight!"
"Will be there." -Izaya nodded and hung up. "(f/n)-chan!" -he almost sang your name.

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"(f/n)-chan!" -I heard the sickeningly sweet sound of my brother's voice.
Well, we weren't blood related. I was adopted by the Orihara-family when I was 7. I didn't like the twins, Mairu and Kururi. They were doing my head in sometimes. Especially Mairu!
As Izaya was getting older, he got more and more twisted. But... I was fond of his insanity! It all made sense to me. Maybe, because I was also a bit sick and twisted, when it came to humans. It was easy to manipulate any of them! You can feed them any lies...
"(f/n)-chan!" -I heard his voice calling again.
"Yeah?" -I got out of my room and got down the stairs. "What is it, Iza-nii??" -I cooed.
"Urgh, please don't!" -he rolled his eyes at me. "You're more mature than cooing at me."
"Alright, Orihara-san." -I sat on his table, dangerously close to knock off his open laptop. "What's up?" -I grinned.
"We're going to meet some of my friends." -he said. I burst out in laughter. "What?" -he looked at me confused.
"You have friends?"
"Baka!" -he ruffled my (h/l), (h/c) hair. "Fine, my business partners invited me for dinner. And you should come, too."
"As your sister or as your girlfriend?" -I winked at him. His grin grew even wider.
I remember, once we pulled a prank like that. It was a formal event, my graduation, to be exact. Since we attended different schools at different parts of the city, no one suspected that I'm dancing the night away with my adoptive brother. Humans are so gullible!
"You could be my inappropriate little sister tonight." -he leaned closer.
"How inappropriate, Izaya-san?" -I closed the gap between us, that our noses touched.
"You're doing pretty well now, (f/n)-chan!" – he moved and placed a kiss on the tip of my nose. "You can be all over me! And love me!" -he started spinning around in his chair. Oh, God, here comes his crazy. "Love me! Like I love all the humans! Love, love love!" -his manic laughter escaped his throat. Izaya was in his own world.
I better leave and figure out what to wear tonight. -I thought to myself.

--Time skip, arrival to Shinra's—

"Hi, come in!" -a guy, about Izaya's age opened the door for us. He had short, brown hair, glasses and for unknown reasons to me, he wore a white lab coat. "Who's your friend?"
"Ah, Shinra-chan, that's my little sister, (f/n) Orihara!" -Izaya replied.
"Thanks for the invite!" -I shot a smile at Shinra. It sent a red flush over his face.
"Your.... Sister... huh..." -he muttered, observing me. [A/N: I'm gonna dress you up a little slutty for a sister, but keeping your favourite colours.]
I couldn't blame him. I wore heavy make-up, a (f/c) tube top, with a small denim jacket over it, very short (other f/c) shorts, and (another f/c) stockings with bows on the side. On top of that, I was clinging onto Izaya's arm.
A female figure, wearing a yellow biker helmet and black clothing, appeared. She was typing on her phone and shoved it close to my face. Oh, I'm supposed to read...
"Hi! I'm Celty! What's your name?"
"(f/n) Orihara." -I replied.
"??" -she seemed surprised, according to her body language and her nervous typing. "How?"
"Oh, yeah, I don't usually brag about my hot little sister." -Izaya giggled and kissed my cheek.
"Aww, Izaya-kun!" -I cooed and pulled him in for a hug.
"That's sick..." -Shinra coughed.
"Huh?"
"I mean SWEET!" -he let out a nervous laugh. "Let's go through, everyone is already here."
The room was full of people indeed.
There were two crazy manga/anime fans, Erika and Walker, a strong looking guy in a beanie, Kadota, and two young ones, probably from high school, Anri and Mikado.
Me and Izaya sat on the couch. I threw my legs over Izaya's lap and he started rubbing my legs.
"You know it's my soft spot, Iza-nii!" -I pouted, as he rubbed on my feet.
"Well, maybe I'll find your other soft spot when we get home." -Izaya leaned closer, close enough to make everyone believe we're going to make out.
I heard a plate clatter and break behind me.
We all turned in unison. Shinra dropped his own plate, because of me and Izaya. This plan has worked perfectly!
"Izaya-san, you're disgusting!" -he yelled. "It's your sister! How could you....? On my couch?!"
I couldn't hold it in any longer, I burst out in laughter.
"Hey, reel it in!" -Izaya nudged me.
"I can't, this is too funny!" -I kept laughing. "Humans really are gullible." -I stood up and looked at Shinra. "I'm his adoptive sister. We just wanted to see how much we can fool people."
"Was it his sick idea?" -Mikado asked me, pointing at Izaya.
"Izaya, he called you sick." -I batted my eyelashes. "Are you sure he's a friend?"
"Kids say the craziest things, (f/n)-chan!"