Things couldn’t have gone any worse for a certain blonde haired male as he trudged the streets ignoring the fact he’d been forced to go to one of the new expensive clubs with Tom to gather some intell about the idiot whom kept running from him. The only problem was, the damn place had set him on edge and even though he didn’t want to be, he’d been drawn in by the night lights and horribly enough had been slightly turned on by the dancing, the thing that made him even more unnerved was thoughts of Izaya kept swirling in his mind thanks to his brother and to make it even MORE awkward, his mind had put the two together. Now he couldn’t get the image of Izaya dancing like that out of his head, not to mention it was really weird how much it didn’t -really- bother him.
‘What the hell is even wrong with me?’Perhaps he was getting sick or something. He didn’t know, he didn’t want to know, if this was going to be any more awkward he’d of smacked down Izaya’s door and demanded to know what the other had done to him, because anything could be blamed on the flea, but that was stupid and he knew it.
Instead he was going to pretend that there was nothing wrong at all. NOTHING.

The informant strolled along the sidewalk of Ikebukuro at night, having grown so terribly tired of being alone in his office with only the Dollars chat for company that he decided to search out a certain blonde for the sake of entertainment and a boredom killer. Work had been slow lately as people had begun to receive information from another source, which bothered Orihara to no end. He knew exactly who it was who was stealing his business, too. The man would find his life turning against him shortly if the raven had anything to say in the matter.
Izaya grumped a little to himself as the thought as he slipped his hands into the pockets of his worn-out fur-trim coat and rounded the corner. It was then that he was met nearly face-to-face with the one he’d been looking for. A familiar grin twisted across his features as he glanced up at the blonde, but his eyes did stray downward once before sliding back up again. There was a recognizable change about Shizuo today that had Izaya almost squealing in glee. It had so much potential and there were so many possibilities he almost forgot that he was in a bad mood.
Shizuo had a boner.
“Hello there, Shizu-chan~” he purred lightly, shifting his weight onto one hip.







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