My Roommate Is a Pain

First Meeting

Heyo! I'm back and more trash then ever! Lately I've gone professional art wise, so i havent had any time to write fics, but i finally found some time! Yay!
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Izaya POV
As I walk into my new college dorm, i expect a well mannered roomate, with a lot of class to be with me. Someone that won't get in trouble or interfere with me, but instead I see exactly what I didn't want to see. The neighborhood freak, Shizuo Heiwajima, was in my room. From his blonde hair, down to his, how would you say...curious...fashion, i could tell it was most definitely him. I scowled in annoyance at the rooming arrangements. I was supposed to be put with someone compatible and nice, not a neanderthal like Shizuo, or as I liked to call him, Shizu-chan. Shizu-chan looked up as he heard the door open and gave me a face of disgust. "Why the fuck are you in my room Izaya-kun?" I smirked to try to hide my sneer "I don't know Shizu-chan, why are you in MY room?" Shizuo looked up at me from his bed, confused. "The fuck are you talking about, Flea? This is my dorm room, and I was supposed to be put with someone I find compatible and nice." I stared at Shizuo again. "It clearly says on the door Izaya Orihara and........Shizuo Heiwajima's room...." I groaned loudly, acting very out of character. Fuck.

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Shizuo POV

Ugh. Why. WHY. Do I have to share this room with the Flea of all people, my fucking college dorm. Shit. I angrily ate my mabu tofu with a scowl on my face. Izaya had already gone upstairs, back to the dorm, i decided I was satisfied with my meal and began to head up. I heard the shower running and growled. This was gonna be one hell of a year.

Izaya POV

I walked out if the shower with a short towel around my waist only Shizu-chan lounging on his bed. He stared and waved me off, I huffed at this. No reaction to naked Izaya at all, most people would die to see me like this. I walked past him briskly when I felt something slip. My towel. I tried to pull it up, but it was too late. I squeaked in embarassment. Shizuo looked up at me and his face quickly turned almost as bright red as mine. It would be one hell of a year indeed.

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