Red: Here is the other story idea I was thinking of besides Monster Factory... Hope you enjoy this too, and I mught post the next chapter some time soon-ish~~

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Izaya opened his legs more as delicious moans of painful pleasure ripped through his body. His breaths were ragged and landed on the neck of the blond that was inside him.

"AH!...ah!..Shi.. ..ngh!" Izaya felt the beast of Ikebukruo thrust deeper, making the raven see stars. "Ng! St—op…AH!" Izaya's back arched as the brute bit his neck, and pain replaced and mixed with the blinding pleasure, as the pace became unbearable. Sounds of skin slapping skin filled the room along with his moans.

"I-zay-ya…" Shizuo kisses the raven's panting mouth, forcing his tongue into the raven's sweet cavern.

Izaya pulled Shizuo down so their bare chests were flush against each other. Shizuo attacked his neck in approval.

The bed board was slamming against the wall as Izaya held on to the debt collector.

"It…Hu…urts…" Izaya could burly speak past a small whimper through his ragged breaths.

This was the sixth time that night that the blond had taken him and his insides were filled. The raven couldn't think of a reason why the blond was being so possessive tonight, he thought a moment before realising he hadn't been answering his phone a lot lately. 'Ma...bye...hes annoyed...with me...' A slight smirk came across his pale face at the thought of annoying the older male.

Shizuo lifts one of Izaya's legs over his shoulder and started to thrust in at a different angle, despite the fact the Izaya was already spent and close to passing out.

The flea mumbles his words burly reaching the lustful blond.

He leans forward and hugs Izaya, his own climax approaching again.

Izaya wrapped his arms around Shizuo's neck, lacing his fingers in the blond hair.

Shizuo sucked, licks, and nips at Izaya's neck, creating another mark on the pale raven.

Once he knew that the mark wasn't going to fade for a long while, or at least until he replaced it again, he captured Izaya's lips. Running his hands up the raven's pale soft skin.

The raven felt the blond thrust harder inside him, and then he felt a searing heat and waves of pleasure from being overloaded with ecstasy. He felt the hot substance leak a bit but didn't squirm like he used too.

They staid like that for a while.

Shizuo tasting Izaya, their mouths caught in a slow battle, his heat still buried deep inside of the informant. Saliva dripped out of their mouths, and Shizuo laps it up before going into the kiss deeper.

Izaya began to notice how sticky his insides were, and the slow dull ache that was forming in his lower back was beginning to sting more as he laid there with the beast on top of him. He felt more of Shizuo's liquid seep out and became uncomfortable as the blond slid out of his abused hole. The kiss broke off and both struggled for breath.

Shizuo sat up and pulled out a cigarette from the box on the night stand, and rested his back on the cracked bed board and lit up. A sheet was over his waist as he looked to the raven.

Izaya was laying now on his stomach, the sheets to his lower back covering the bruises he already had on his hops. There was only one light on in the room next to the bed.

The raven was looking away from the blond, as per-usual whenever they coupled.

There was never love when they did it. No sweet words were ever exchanged before, or after.

Shizuo would fuck Izaya senseless, and when they were done he would light up another cancer stick.

Izaya just let Shizuo unload his lustful nature on him. He would let Shizuo catch him, and they did the deed. For him afterwards was healing. Once he could walk right again, he would visit the blond monster.

To Izaya is was to contain the beast.

To Shizuo it was to control the flea.

They both hated the fact that they needed each other. But there was still no love, there would never be in their minds but they were fine with being enemies who fuck like rabbits.

Izaya sat up in the bed, still not looking towards the brute.

The pain in his back flared to life, but he still stood.

Shizuo tisk'd as he watched Izaya stagger collecting his dark clothing.

Shizuo once done his cigg got up as well.

He pulls on his underwear and pants while Izaya was cleaning himself up in the bathroom.

The hotel room was a wreck, evidence of how their sex was much like heir fights. The bed board was cracked, the wall had many scratches, the comforter was thrown across the room, the sheet had to be pulled back onto the bed when they were gathering themselves, the pillows were chaotically thrown here and there, and the second beside table was knocked over at some point of their bed battle.

Izaya came out of the bathroom to find Shizuo fully dressed.

There were still no words as Shizuo fixed his bow tie, and put on his cold bolt blue sunglasses.

Izaya slowly puts away all of his switchblades, and pulls on his coat, throwing away the pieces of one of his phones that was ringing during their randaevu. Shizuo had taken it upon himself to crush the distraction.

It was the blonde's turn to pay for the room so he left first, but not before he kissed Izaya one last time.

No words, no goodbyes, just a kiss that was held until their next meet.

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Izaya got back to his apartment and after tossing away a box that was left in front of his door, he entered and slammed it shut. He locks the front door harshly, going through all five extra precautions he had added to it.

Slowly once he was sure he was safe he climbed the stairs.

His bedroom was as comforting as ever, but oddly empty.

'Damn protozoan…' He thinks to himself as he rubbed his lower back. But it wasn't from pain he was thinking that, it was from feeling empty yet again. 'Why do I already miss him?' Ruby eyes looked at the time, 5:14. He had spent the whole night with the brute fucking him again. Izaya knew that sleep was now pointless and went to his downstairs computer in his office.

The screen blinked to life and his background screen came up.

He smiles at it.

The picture was taken back in high school, their last day. Dotachin was crying on the right side, while Shinra, Izaya and Shizuo were smiling and laughing. It was the only moment that he and Shizuo had a truce, just for one picture.

The raven grins almost wishing he could go back to that moment.

His phone rung bringing him back to reality.

"Hello~ Informant Orihara speaking." He says not looking at the blocked number.

"…" There was only heavy breathing on the line.

"Eh,…Hello?" Izaya felt his stomach drop.

"I…Love you." A low gruff voice whispers, "Orihara…"

Izaya pulls back looking at the number, his stomach was right.

"I know… About Heiwajima…..You. Are. Mine." The voice hung up.

The raven felt his gut sink even more. 'So they were that close and I didn't notice….' his head looked up, 'and they found out my new number again…' He stood and threw out his phone violently feeling something akin to fear, looking at the front door again. He walks over and flicks shut the sixth lock.

He only opened the door once when Namie had to get in, she was unusually grumpy but allowed him, for the sake of money, to check her bag and her jacket.

Another slow day passes by; Izaya had ignored the next three calls from the same number. He sat curled up on his couch, head in his knees. Namie had bickered at him about being a coward and to find out who his personal stalker was, but she honestly didn't care.

For the past four months this voice had been calling, and this person unknown leaving him things of love.

She was watching it start to paranoia her boss, and she had to admit she sort of enjoyed watching him be tortured a bit. Though she was sure once he cracked the stalker was going to die.

"Oh…You have another letter by the way." She states tossing the letter onto the couch and watching as the raven flinches and backs away from it, she rolls her eyes and leaves.

Izaya couldn't work anymore; the stalker had tapped his phones and computer before and it really threw him for a loop. 'I was able to get him to go away but…now he's back…' His ruby eyes went to the letter.

He even moved his fucking apartment, it was closer to Ikebukuro now and the hotel that was his current life line.

~Orihara~

Kept staring at him, just his last name. Written perfectly by hand, but he knew that there would be no figure prints.

The male or whoever was stalking him knew what he was doing.

Tentatively he reaches over and opened it, and nearly fell from his seat.

It was a detailed description of what the male, he was sure now, wanted to do to him.

He felt sick suddenly, wishing he had never bothered to look.

Bolting up, Izaya emptied his stomach into the toilet of his newer bathroom. His head hurt, and he felt violated without being touched.

He shook his head, slight tears in his eyes, opting to pretend he never read it he places it with the other letters in the usually locked drawer at the bottom of his desk.

Two more days pass and more calls, following a few letters.

Izaya's worry had tripled from its normal paranoia from his stalker.

He knew he was being stalker for a while no. But he had to go find Shizuo. The beast and raven had not coupled in a few days and he knew from experience that Shizuo did not wait five days.

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He shoves another letter, and now red roses, into the desk.

Grabbing his phone, knives, wallet and keys he got enough courage to leave his dwelling.

The feeling of being watched flooded his senses, he hated it. Yet even when he took the alleys, the person did not show.

When he found himself in Ikebukruo he felt a little calmer.

'Shizu-chan must be nearby…' A warm smile spread on his lips.

He took a step forward, only to suddenly be pulled back, a hand covering his eyes, an arms around his waist and arms.

"I…love you. Izaya." A low voice blows into his ear as Izaya struggled.

"Let go of me!" He yells, then gasps as cold chapped lips kiss his neck, then slowly a tongue tasted his skin. The stranger bit down on Izaya's shoulder causing the younger to scream.

He sucked and nipped, drawing blood and leaving a darker mark that Shizuo had.

"You're min." The voice whispers lustfully.

"IIIIIZzzZZZZAAAAAYYYyyYYYAAAAAaAAAAA!" A battle cry sounded in the distance.

"Until next time my love…" The hands and male disappeared with the sounds of quick footsteps.

Leaving Izaya to grasp at his neck, eyes filling with tears of fright.

He hated being so venerable, exposed. He was the one who watched humans, not the one to be watched! His heart wouldn't stop pounding, thinking that the male would soon come and capture him. A slight panic was setting in.

And then Shizuo found him.

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Red: ^^ Hope you enjoyed chapter one, i really liked this idea and I hope it doesn't suck... I can't wait to see what yous guys think of it, so reveiw, fav, follow idk, something so i know that some one like it \(^.^)/ Until next time~