"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

When Izaya decides to go to Ikubukoru he had the worst timing ever because Shizuo decided on that day to get drunk. Shizuo is not a good drunk he gets mad just by people talking to him so it's no surprise he actually hurts Izaya and in the worst way he could ever do so he almost kills him