Why hell, hello! I know I have my other stories to work on...but I've kind of lost my muse for them; I'm not giving up!...just lost my muse for a while. Anywhoooo, my friend, rabidyaoifangirl13, asked me to make a Shizaya RP with her...so I did! She played as Izaya, and I played as Shizuo! We both love yoai and we both love Shizaya, so it all works out! And if you're reading this, you also share our sentiments. ;P We've already written it all out, therefore, there will be no worrying about discontinuation...I just have to post the chaps! So go ahead read!
P.S. This is a YOAI fic; A.K.A. BOY LOVE. If you don't like that...press the back button now. Besides, you saw the genres and the pairing...this should come as no surprise. That is all. ^_^
Disclaimer: We own nussing! Nussing but our sick little minds. ;P So enjoy!
The black haired teen sighed as he observed his flawless nails, his foot tapping impatiently while he waited in the math workroom for the student he was to tutor.
"Tch, damn math teacher." grumbled the future Fortissimo of Ikebukuro as he stalked his way down the halls of Raira Academy. "I don't need some damn smart ass kid telling me how to do math. I hate math."
He was currently on his way to meet up with his new tutor, courtesy of his math teacher. "Who the hell decided to mix letters in the number anyways?"
Stuffing his hands in the pockets of his trouser, the blonde turned down another hall and spotted the door to the math workroom. "Aaagh, might as well get this over with as quick as possible." he sighed as he reached the classroom and stretched his hand out towards the door. This kid better not piss me off."
"Well hello Shizu-chan!" izaya crooned as the blonde opened the door, a snarky grin on his face. "Ready to begin?"
"Izaaaaayaaaa!" Shizuo growled as he spotted the flea. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Why, to try and teach that tiny protozoan brain of yours the basic fundamentals of Algebra of course!" the ravenette said as he walked towards the other.
Shizuo's eyes widened at the implication of Izaya's words, then narrowed as the blonde thought of the hell he would be put through. "Oh hell no!" he yelled and pointed an accusing finger at the ravenette, "YOU'RE my math tutor!?"
"Hell yes!" Izaya exclaimed as he grabbed Shizuo's messy shirt front and pushed him into a chair, locking the door behind him. "And you aren't leaving today until you know the quadratic formula by heart." he smirked.
Gripping the sides of the desk, Shizuo glared up at his nemesis and hissed, "The hell I am, I'm not going to be stuck in a room with just you for two hours." Shizuo then proceeded to stand up and tower over the small ravenette. "And keep your hands off of me ya damn flean."
Izaya simply smirked and held up a key. "This is the key to the door." He then dropped it in his underwear. "And it's not coming out until after the lesson."
"Oh yeah, " taunted Shizuo, "how about I just hold you upside down by your ankles and shake the damn thing out?" He then sneered as he clenched his fists, ready to follow through with his threat.
In a split second the small teen has his butterfly knife to the blonde's throat, his smile never faltering. "You won't get to graduate, and not because of grades."
The future Fortissimo snarled and cocked one of his fists back, ready to punch the flea's lights out. "Why you little-" He paused mid-strike as he thought about how disappointed his mother would be if he failed to graduate. "Awe damn." Shizuo grunted and sat back down.
"I take it you're going to cooperate?" the smaller teen said, putting his knife away.
Shizuo drawled out a "Yeah" and slumped in his chair. "Hurry up and tutor me asshole, I want to be out of here and away from you as soon as possible."
Izaya smirked and bent down picking up a stack of math workbooks and plopping them onto the desk with a loud bang. "Then let's hit the books!" He chimed, sitting down.
Eyes bulging out of his head, Shizuo stared at the stack of evil on his desk. "Why the hell are there so many books!?" The blonde picked up one and dangled it in front of his face as he scowled at it. There was no way in hell they were actually going to go through all of these workbooks.
"Because unlike your body, your brain is puny and shriveled from not being properly used" Izaya sighed. "It needs a workout, and these books are your weights."
"Hey! I'm not stupid ya damn flea!" snapped Shizuo, "I just hate math. So instead of insulting me, you should get to tutoring before I snap your skinny neck."
The ravenette calmly sat back down and crossed his legs, resting his head in his hand. "Fine. Start working on problem one," he said as he pointed to the workbook.
Shizuo pulled a pencil out of his back pocket and started to work out the first problem. '2x + 2 = 6 eh?' thought the blonde, 'Seems easy enough.' He managed to get through subtracting the two from both sides, but started to get frustrated when it came to getting the 'x' by itself. "Aaargh, this is what I hate about Algebra, what the hell am I supposed to do with the x?"
Izaya chuckled softly. "Well 2 and x are being multiplied right? So what's the opposite of multiplication?"
"Uuuugh…" Shizuo scratched the back of his head and huffed, "Division?"
"Ohmygoodness! It's a miracle!" the ravanette cried dramatically, a hand to his forehead. "He knows what division is!" He laughed, holding his stomach.
The blonde instantly turned red and growled. "Shut the hell up ya damn louse!" Shizuo gripped his pencil as he tried to refrain from punching Izaya's face in. "I already told you I ain't stupid!" he barked, face turning a deeper shade of red as the flea continued to laugh.
"Sorry." Izaya said, wiping a tear from his eye. "I just couldn't resist." He cleared his throat, becoming professional again. "Now divide 2 from x and 4" he instructed.
"Tch." Doing as he was told, Shizuo divided the two from x and four. Once canceling out the two from the side with the x and reducing the fraction 4/2, the future Fortissimo smiled when he figured out the answer. "Ha! The answer is 2! X equals 2!"
'It's actually kinda cute when he smiles like that' the small teen thought to himself. 'Like a little kid…' "Congrats Shizu-chan! Now do the rest of the lesson."
"Stop calling me 'Shizu-chan'!" griped the blonde, "My name is Shi-zu-o!" Despite his grumbling, Shizuo got to work on the rest of the tem problems on the page, stopping every now and again to ask Izaya about what to do next. After finishing the last problem, Shizuo sat back and sighed happily.
Izaya smirked at the blonde. "Proud of yourself aren't we?" he observed, closing the workbook. "But it still took you an hour and a half to do ten simple problems."
Shizuo's eye twitched and his smile fell. 'Damn flea always ruining my happiness.' "Shut the hell up ya damn louse. Can I leave now? I'm getting tired of seeing your ugly ass face."
Izaya leaned back in his chair, propping his feet on the table with his signature smirk on his face. "Nope." The flea laughed lightly. "Since there's still a half hour left and I'm still in charge, you have to tell me about yourself."
"Say what?" responded the confused blond, "What the hell does that have to do with you helping me understand math?"
"If I get to understand you better, then I'll know which methods to use to teach." he lied. 'I just really want to know why he's so angry all the time.' he smiled inwardly .
Shizuo eyed the smaller teen suspiciously and snapped. "Bulshit." 'Tch, stupid flea thinks I'm going to believe anything he says. Idiot.' "But if it'll get me out of here any sooner, I'll tell you something about me."
"You are smart if you can see through one of my lies Shizu-chan." the ravenette chuckled. "Can I know why you're so angry all the time? And why you're so strong?"
"Don't patronize me flea." Shizuo warned as he slouched in his chair and scowled at his nemesis, "And I'm always pissed because you're always finding some way to fuck up my life."
Izaya simply smirked. "I'm flattered that you get so hot and flustered over me," he snickered teasingly, trying to rile the blonde up.
Shizuo spluttered and his cheeks dusted pink, "Don't say it like that ya damn pervert!" he reached out and gripped the collar of Izaya's signature fur-rimmed jacket. "You just piss me off is all!"
The smaller teen didn't even flinch, still smirking. "Oh Shizu-chan," he purred, "you're so strong~" he rand a hand down the other's chest.
A slight shiver ran up and down the blonde's body. 'The hell? The flea actually looks kinda...'
Shizuo's breathe hitched as he realized what he was about to think. 'Grrr, that dirty litte-' "Bastard!" He tossed the ravenette across the classroom. "Keep your freaky little hands off of me!"
Izaya grunted as he hit the wall and slid down to the floor. "My, my," he panted, "quite an arm you have there." He winced as he laughed weakly.
Shizuo paused in surprise, 'I thought he would have been able to avoid that. Asshole must be getting soft.' He then walked up to the smaller teen and held out his hand. "Tch, shut up and give me the key so I can leave."
The ravenette took the key out of his pants, his shirt riding up as he did so. He kissed it before handing it over. "Good luck on your exam tomorrow." he smirked.
'Damn, I forgot he had it in his pants.' Instead of taking the key, Shizuo slapped Izaya's hand away and then hauled the ravenette up by the scruff of his jacket. "You open the door." He grunted while pushing Izaya towards the door.
The flea slowly walked to the door, holding his right side. "You know Shizu-chan," he said as he unlocked it, "I don't think you quite know what your in for." He opened the door and gestured with a smirk. "After you."
"Tch, whatever." Stuffing his hands in the pockets of his trousers, Shizuo walked past Izaya, out the classroom door, and down the hall. "See ya, flea."
Izaya closed the door and started laughing hysterically. "This is going to be so much fun!" He picked up the pencil his foe had left behind and gave it a kiss, smirking. "Get ready Shizu-chan," he murmed, "before you know it, you'll be mine."
Aaaand that it is for Chappie One! Please give us some feedback and/or CONSTRUCTIVE criticism; any and all comments (minus flames) are greatly appreciated.
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