Title: Down With Love!
Author: Heiwajima Shizuo.
Rating: T.
Warning: AU-ish, swearing, and innuendos. Rating might go up too.
Summary: Rule #1, no matter how cute he is, don't fall in love. Rule #2, no matter what he makes you feel, don't fall in love. Rule #3, no matter what happens, don't fall in love. Rule #4, no matter how much you long for him, don't fall in love. And most importantly, rule #5, don't fall in love!

Shizuo sputtered. "A d-d-date?"

Izaya nodded.

"Uh... I-I... err..." The blonde was at a loss for words and he averted his eyes from behind his navy shades immediately. 'A date' The thought of being on a date with Izaya made Shizuo's heart flutter merrily from within his broad chest, and his cheeks turned a soft shade of red as thoughts and scenarios of a date with the sly raven soon filled his head. But he couldn't get too ahead of himself. There was always the chance that he heard his nanny wrong, and he was getting all worked up over words he misheard.

Yeah, that had to be it.

He heard Izaya wrong and he was flustered over nothing.

Yeah.

That's it.

He began to relax noticeably. Though it was disappointing, he just wasn't quite ready for a date with Izaya. Feelings come and go like birds in parks and for all Shizuo knew he'd end up waking up the next morning no longer interested in his raven nanny. But there was just something different about Izaya—Maybe it was the fact that he wasn't being pursued, but the person pursuing.

Whatever it was, things felt different and it appealed to the blonde.

Shifting his gaze from the glass dinner table to the raven across from him, he caught a pair of curious maroon orbs staring him down expectantly. Izaya leaned forward, over the glass table between them, mere inches separating their lips, and continued to stare at him intently.

"Well?"

"H-Huh?" He stuttered due to the close proximity.

"How about a date?"

Oh, so he did hear right.

"Well, Shizu-chan?"

What was Shizuo to say?

As much as he wanted to, he couldn't. His cooled cheeks began to burn immediately and his mind began to race in search of a response. So, in order to find that so called 'response,' the young man looked at his options and the consequences that came along with them.

If he said, 'yes' That would lead could lead to something going wrong, which would result in an awkward work atmosphere when around each other. Shizuo could always fire him and avoid that completely, if something were to go wrong. But Izaya was the best nanny so far, and the blonde did not want to go back to hiring people like Mika. Not to mention the raven already had a girlfriend.

And cheating did not go well with Shizuo.

If he said, 'no' That would cause complications in their work relationship, and just like the previous option, would bring an awkward atmosphere to hang between them. By saying declining, he would be dodging any wrongs that would have gone down, but it would hurt Izaya's feelings.

In the end, things did not fall in his favor. Whether Shizuo accepted or not, it would still end up rather badly.

"Please, Shizu-chan?" He watched as Izaya's cheeks inflated cutely.

"But why?" The blonde asked, half wanting to hear Izaya say he had feelings for him, and half not wanting to hear in case it was anything but. Unfortunately for him, though, it was too late to take it back, and he cursed internally as he watched Izaya's cheeks deflate and his mouth open.

"Because, the fare is here!"

Shizuo blinked, "'The fare?'"

Turning the corner, Shizuo stopped and stared in confusion. He had been feeling a little strange for half an hour now, and it was a wonder as to how he made it out of the house, and all the way to the fair with a skipping Izaya who hummed happily on his right.

According to Izaya, who would not shut his trap the entire walk to the fair, the modest looking carnival came once every year. It had everything a normal carnival would have, but with its own unique twist that matched the whole candy-like theme of the entire park. There were roller coasters, food stands, kiddy rides, and a bunch of carnival games scattered everywhere. Shizuo never liked playing them, though. For one thing, he always found that each game was fixed so that the person playing to pay couldn't win. Well, either that, or he just really, really sucked at them. Either way, he never found himself winning, and he always ended up frustrated to some degree.

The young man looked over to Izaya. Izaya would probably be great at carnival games. The bastard.

Shizuo watched, his amber eyes hidden behind blue shades, as the raven turned to look back at him. A smirk formed upon the raven's deadpan expression, and Izaya reached for Shizuo's right arm, hooking his small ones around it. It caught the blonde off guard and he blushed instantly.

As the nanny lead him towards the end of one of the lines, Shizuo asked, the tone in his voice nervous, "W-What are you doing—? Hey!"

Izaya's lithe arms released Shizuo's larger one, his pale hands sliding down the blonde's shirt covered arm, to take his hand into his own, smaller ones. Giggling rather girlishly, Izaya threaded his frail fingers with Shizuo's.

Shizuo blinked.

Well, that sure wasn't expected.

And judging by the way things were going, he was sure the rest of his day was going to be full of surprises.

"W-What are you doing?" If the blonde didn't know any better, he would've thought they were a couple. Just look at them!

"I'm being smart, silly!" Izaya giggled.

"H-How?" Shizuo exclaimed. "Giggling like a school girl is anything but smart!"

"Couples get in for free, Shizu-chan." Izaya said as-a-matter-of-factly. "I'm saving up my money for... something, and I really don't feel like paying 3100 yen on a stupid wristband."

Shizuo sighed. That was a rather smart idea. But, as much as his body was loving the couple-like affection, his mind couldn't handle knowing his attitude wasn't sincere. "We don't need to pretend to be a couple. I could just pay for you, you know. You won't have to pay me back either—"

"I don't take hand outs, Shizu-chan." Izaya snapped back, his glare as cold as the tone in his voice.

Shizuo could practically feel the blood in the raven's hand go cold and spread throughout the rest of his slender body.

The blonde was taken aback by it. Did he say something wrong? All he did was offer to pay for him.

Frowning as he turned his head to look away, the both of them stepping forward as the lined move surprisingly fast, Izaya shrugged, dismissing his previous words.

"Just trust me, ok? This'll work. We'll pass as a couple and I won't have to pay you back." He said in a surprisingly cheerful tone.

"I already said that you won't have to—"

"Next!" Both males turned to look at the carnival worker in his colorful ticket booth. The man waved 'hello' and motioned for Shizuo and Izaya to take a step forward and purchase their tickets or wristbands. The young worker looked at their intertwined fingers skeptically, raising an eyebrow. "So, how may I help you?"

Izaya leaned against Shizuo and smiled, "We—"

"Let me guess," The worker interrupted. "You two are a couple?"

"How did you know~?" Izaya chirped sweetly.

"I'll just tell you two straight up that only couples are allowed in for free. We've gotten a lot of guys like you pretending to be a couple try to get in for free, and it's really annoying. So, to save us time, can you two just tell me how many tickets you two want or something?"

"Who says we're not a couple, hmm?" There was a challenging tone in Izaya's voice that made his boss gulp nervously. Oh boy.

"C'mon, man. I've been working here for 2 weeks straight. A ton of guys pretend to be couples just so they don't have to pay—"

"What if I can prove that we are a couple?"

Shizuo looked over to Izaya questioningly. "E-Eh?"

"Be my guest." The worker shrugged, his expression just as challenging as Izaya's.

Turning his attention away from the fare worker to the visibly uneasy blonde next to him, Izaya released Shizuo's hand to snake his jacket covered arms around the latter's neck. And, leaning in slowly, Shizuo's face turning redder with each centimeter between them being shattered, Izaya pressed his lips to Shizuo's. The blonde gasped and Izaya took Shizuo's bottom lip in between his, nipping and sucking experimentally. Shizuo's hands absentmindedly worked their way to rest on Izaya's hips and he sucked on the raven's upper lip softly.

As the blonde felt the eyes of strangers lock onto him like missiles targeting their enemy, a light blush tinted his features and a small groan escaped from both his lips and Izaya's. Kissing Izaya could only be described as surreal, and Shizuo hoped the raven was enjoying himself as much as he was. A minute or so passed, and Shizuo's confidence grew incredulously, and he made a move to slip his tongue into the raven's enticing mouth—

"Ok, ok! I get it. You two are a couple, just keep the PDA rated G. Kids are also in there. Now hurry up and get in!"

—only to have Izaya pull away with a sly, satisfied grin.

"Have a nice day.~" He moved his slender arms away and grabbed a flustered Shizuo by his sweaty palm and tugged playfully. "Calm on, Shizu-chan.~"

And with that, Izaya ran in, dragging a flustered Shizuo.

Shizuo never thought of Izaya as 'immature.'

Well, at times, yes.

When he acted like a child on purpose to annoy him, yes.

But overall, he was naturally nothing close to being 'immature.'

"Nomnomnom, I'm eating a cloud!"

Although, judging by the way Izaya devoured his fluffy pink cotton candy on a stick like it was a 'cloud', Shizuo began to reconsider. As he stared with amused, and slightly bewildered, amber eyes at the raven to his left, he swore Izaya was Psyche in disguise. That smile, glow, laugh and sparkle in his crimson orbs could only be found when he looked at the elder, pinker Orihara. There was just no way that could be the so called 'flea' he met all the way back in high school.

Now that he thought about it, even if they did have the same face, after years of being enemies during high school and knowing Psyche, the so called 'twins' weren't twins in the eyes of the tall blonde. To Shizuo, Izaya had his own face and pair of unique eyes. His hair was parted and styled the same way, but, if one asked Shizuo, he liked it better on Izaya, no offense to Psyche. And overall, they did not look anything alike to the blonde interior designer.

"Hey, do you want some?" Izaya practically shoved the entire wad of pink cotton candy into Shizuo's face, who made a futile attempt to swat it away. After a few hours of rides, and games, the sun had begun to set, painting the sky orange and blue.

"I know you do~!"

"Hey! Stop that!" Using his sugary treat like a rapier, Izaya began to play fight with it, poking the blonde's face as he chuckled. The two went on like that for a few minutes before Izaya gave up and ate the rest of his cotton candy, then offered the small bit near the end to Shizuo. He deserved a taste, after all.

The raven watched his boss take his first bite into the small pink fluff before swallowing, then he muttered. "Shit."

"What?" Izaya tilted his head.

"This stuff is good."

"Whoa there, slow down, you're going to choke!" He watched as Shizuo stuffed the rest of the cotton candy into his mouth like a starving animal. It was rather amusing, really. All this time he had been making jokes about the blonde being as smart as a caveman and seeing him eat like one was funnier than Izaya had ever expected.

Shizuo caught the raven's eyes and furrowed his eyebrows, "What are you looking at? I like sweets, okay?"

"My, my, Shizu-chan has a soft side for sweets?" Izaya crossed one leg over the other and leaned his back against the wooden bench. A gentle breeze picked up, blowing his hair out of his face. The same happened to his boss, who closed his eyes to avoid any dirt that had flew up, which left Izaya wide eyed. Shizuo was rather handsome, and that caught the raven off guard. How did he never notice how attractive he truly was? Not that he ever found Shizuo unattractive, but his looks never crossed the young Orihara's mind. Was he blind all these years? For someone as perceptive as him, that said something.

As the wind quickly died down, mocha eyes reappeared from behind surprisingly gentle eyelids, and the taller male blinked, blurred vision sharpening. Both young men locked eyes, their faces growing hot as they turned to look away in flustered embarrassment. For what felt like an eternity, the two of them sat in uncomfortable silence. Izaya opened his mouth to speak, but, foruntately, was interrupted by Shizuo. Awkwardly adjusting his dark shades, the blonde cleared his throat. "A-Anyway, why don't we head back now?"

"Y-Yeah, sure."

Thought I'd push in some more fluff before I have to start some drama. Lol. Sorry for the mistakes.