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Drama

The party was still as lively as you'd expect from a 50th. People were dancing and drinking but not a lot of drama was happening. At a young adults party you may expect some slight fights or someone drinking too much but tonight was much more sophisticated. Boring almost. Well, that's what Shizuo's mother thought anyway. She was glad when she saw her eldest walk back in with her best friend's son, funny how things turn out like that.

From a young age Shizuo had shown interest in the slightly younger boy. She remembered that Izaya was such a cry baby when he was younger. The littlest bit of dirt on his clothing could set him into a crying fit. Namiko was amazed as how much the boy had changed as he grew up. He was a lot like his mother.

She smiled to herself and walked off to find her co-conspirator, aiming to stir the pairs feeling a little more.

Shizuo shook with head with a small smile on his face, who knew that Izaya could actually be fun! Shizuo stopped himself and watched Izaya from behind, hardly believing what he had just thought. Could it be that his anger had just been misplaced all these years? No, the flea is still an arsehole.

Izaya turned and smirked at Shizuo. "I'm kind of thirsty, Shizuo-kun. Will you get me a drink, Darling~" He said in a taunting voice.

Shizuo felt his eye twitch slightly. "Sure thing, Honey~"

Shizuo looked past Izaya and saw that the bar was absolutely crowded. The little pest was doing this on purpose. He'd be in that queue for at least ten minutes. Shizuo took a deep calming breath and started towards the bar.

Izaya on the other hand went to find a table that was away from prying eyes. He sat down in a darkened corner of the dance hall and pulled out his phone from his little golden clutch bag.

He checked his messages, replying to a few of them. He may be at a party but it was in no way his night off.

The scraping of a chair being pulled out made Izaya's head shoot up. He was about to give a snarky comment to Shizuo when he noticed that it wasn't his angry blonde but another more irritating one.

"Delic-san. Is there something you'd like?" Izaya asked politely. He thought that his little threat before had been enough, apparently not.

"There are a lot of things that I'd like." He said in a suggestive tone. "But for now I'd just like to know how you're feeling. It must have been quite a shock to find out that Shizuo has been playing you. I'm sorry it came out like this."

"Shizuo hasn't been playing me.

Delic nodded mockingly. "He didn't tell you that he preferred male company in bed. He's been faking his feelings for you all for the sake of playing the perfect son. You were only a pawn in his plan."

Izaya was beginning to grow bored of Delic. What he was saying was entirely true. Shizuo hadn't told his that he was gay but he hadn't asked either. He wasn't here as Shizuo's partner, he was here for Kasuka. If he was a girl he supposed that he would be upset.

Delic reached across the table and put a reassuring hand on Izaya's. For not taking your feelings into account he is truly a monster-"

Izaya's eye twitched.

"-I would never treat a fair maiden so." Delic finished.

Izaya reached into his bag with one hand and with the one that Delic had laid his hand over he made a quick twisting motion so that he hand the blonde's wrist in his hand. He yanked the taller man closer and drew out his trusty blade, leaning into Delic with the blade to his neck.

"I don't care what you think, Deli-chan. I don't like your advances and I don't like what you're saying about my Shizu-chan. Only I can call him a monster. That's my word, don't use it." Izaya hissed. "Now run off back to the party before I make good on my threat and slip was hand into your trousers and castrate you, ne?"

Delic's eyes were wide with fear as Izaya released him. A sudden realisation came over him as Izaya was speaking. The soft tilt had gone from Kanra's voice, only leaving Izaya behind. Delic wasn't stupid. He knew all about Orihara Izaya. Not a lot of people didn't.

Delic took a shallow breath as Izaya released him.

"Oi, commoner. Release my servant." A demanding voice sounded behind Izaya.

Delic looked up, seeing a stubborn little prince. The teen had been following him around all week. He was definitely a stalker, no matter how cute he was.

Izaya clenched his teeth. Why did it have to be Hibiya of all people?

"Don't worry little lord. I've released your servant. I'm sure he'd be more than happy to fetch you a drink." Izaya said, putting his Kanra voice back in place and hoping Hibiya wouldn't catch on…or if he did he would play along.

"Why are you wearing a dress, Izaya-nii? Is this some kind of weird fetish?"

Izaya painted a smile on his face. "Delic. Go take Hibi-chan for a drink. He likes sake."

"He's a minor." Delic protested.

"He's 21." Izaya raised an eye brow.

Hibiya crossed his arms and pouted. "I am not a child. I'll ignore your getup for now, Izaya-nii, but I want an explanation at a later date." He turned and started to walk away, turning when he realised that Delic wasn't following. He snapped his fingers.

"He's 21?" Delic inquired.

"Yes."

Delic face spread in a grin. He got up from his chair and followed the fancy dressed raven. Who cares if he's a stalker.

Namiko watched from the sideline, a small smile on her face. Now this was more like it. Just a little more drama in her life.

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