As usual, Shizuo was chasing Izaya down the busy streets of Ikebukuro, the later spewing out witty banters and maniacal laughter as he dodged the various objects being thrown at him. He skipped around mailboxes and fire hydrants in almost a taunting manor as the enraged blond merely charged through the random obstacles blocking his path. Taking a quick glance back, the informant noticed Shizuo slowly but surely gaining up on him.

Izaya reached the street corner, where he hooked his hand around a light post and spun continuously in circles, giggling as he shouted "You'll never catch me alive, Shizu-chan!"

"IIIZZAAAYAAAA!" the bodyguard roared as he picked up the pace to his sprint.

The raven-hair let out a couple more hiccups of laughter before flouncing into the building on the chaotic street-corner. Seeing red, Shizuo ripped the pole 'the flea' was previously spinning around out of the ground trying to slow himself down, taking the new-found weapon with him as he resumed after him. As soon as the pair entered the shop, every person inside screamed in terror and immediately rushed to the exit. The place was empty within seconds, all except for Shizuo, Izaya, and of course the owner, Simon.

Angry, the black man yelled, "Look what you did, you two scare away all my customers! Now no one can enjoy fabulous Russian sushi!"

The bodyguard turned his head to glare at Simon through blue-tinted sunglasses, as though he was saying 'Get the FUCK off my back, nigga!'

"I have no time to deal with you," said the Russian, getting the message. "must get back customers... Russia Sushi! It's cheap!"

And with that, he was out the door, leaving Shizuo and Izaya alone in the small restaurant. Stomping closer to his prey, the blond aimed the light post at Izaya's head. He raised his hands up as if to surrender, but the possibility of that soon vanished when he took note of the conniving look on the informant's face.

"That's not very fair, is it, Shizu-chan?" Izaya asked, mock-innocent. "You have a weapon and I'm left defenseless. Surely Shizu-chan doesn't want to beat me by being cheap, does he? Why don't you put down the light post and we have a clean fight, no weapons."

After staring the shorter man down, the blond hesitantly put down the large pole, leaning it against a wall. Then, with a sinister smirk curving at his lips, the raven-hair took out his flick-blade. Shizuo knocked the knife out of his hands as suddenly as it appeared, pinning him hard against the wall. He watched as blood seeped out of the fresh cut on an open palm.

"You liar," the bodyguard sneered. "there's no such thing as a 'clean fight' when it comes to you."

Izaya leaned his head forward and chuckled, "But is that really a surprise?" through half-lidded eyes.

His grip tightened, sure to leave bruises around his wrists.

"Hey, Walker, what're you staring at?" asked Togusa, sitting in the back room with Kadota and Erika.

The boy pointed out the door's window. "Shizuo and Izaya are fighting again."

"Really?" the fangirl asked excitedly before rushing to the small window and watching with Walker. "Whoa, things are getting intense!"

Kadota took another bite of sushi, mussing to himself, "Well, that would explain all the yelling."

Togusa nodded in agreement, sipping at his tea.

"Any last words, flea?" Shizuo asked, mocha looking straight into crimson orbs.

Before clearing his voice, the informant said a quiet, "Yes, actually."

There was a dramatic pause, done just for effect, and Izaya finally spoke, or rather, sang.

"I was feeling done in, couldn't win," he started, giving a little pout that took the blond aback. "I'd only ever kissed before."

"You mean he–" Walker began to ask, but was abruptly interrupted by Erika's "Shh!" Kadota and Togusa rolled their eyes at them.

"I felt there's no use getting," Izaya sung as he slipped out of large, masculine hands, the other too shocked to even notice. The raven-hair slid slender fingers on the taller man's broad shoulders. "Into heavy petting. It only leads to trouble, and," Izaya genitally pushed the bartender as he walked themselves towards the center of the room, standing up on his tiptoes to whisper "Seat wetting." in his ear.

"Now all I want to know," he sang, ripping himself off of Shizuo and wrapping his leg around the forgotten weapon, using it as if it were a stripper pole. "Is how to go." The informant suggestively licked the scarlet wound on him hand, singing, "I've tasted blood and I want more." a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"More, more, more!" the otakus chanted, the other two looking over their shoulders curiously to see the scene.

"I'll put up no resistance," Izaya slowly took off his jacket, flinging it across the room. "I want to stay the distance." He rubbed up against the pole and sung, "I've got an itch to scratch, I need assistance!" twirling around it with his legs kicking out.

Then with a swing of the hips, the raven-hair leaped back onto Shizuo, grinding into his thigh. "Toucha toucha toucha touch me!" The blond lifted a leg around his waist, the shorter responding by slinging his arm off those wide, broad shoulders. "I wanna be dirty!" Shizuo's large hands wandered under the raven-hair's shirt, traveling up his back, hugging the slim figure close. "Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me!" Impatient, Izaya pulled his shirt off, throwing it somewhere to be forgotten on the floor. "Creature of the night!"

Before tearing himself away from the man once again, the informant gave a small lick at the cigarette-wreaking mouth. "And if anything grows," he sang, hands laying on his strong chest. "While you pose," He begun unbuttoning the bodyguard's bartender vest with nimble fingers. "I'll oil you up and rub you down."

"Down, down, down!" Erika and Walker repeated, Kadota and Togusa now watching as well.

"And that's just one small fraction," Izaya sung, sliding the offending article of clothing down muscular arms. When the vest was removed, he guided Shizuo's hands towards his butt, tempting him oh-so much to give it a nice squeeze. "Of the main attraction." He then trailed his own hand to the rather prominent bulge in the blond's pants, groping it lightly. "You need a friendly hand," The raven-hair brought his face dangerously close to Shizuo's. "And I need action!" He moved in to capture his sly lips but Izaya was too fast for him, pushing away from him  a third time and going over to the sushi counter.

The shorter man wiped abandoned plates of food off the table with his forearms, singing, "Toucha toucha toucha touch me! I wanna be dirty!" all the while. When the counter was completely cleared the informant sat on top of it, legs spread just wide enough to drive that bodyguard even more crazy with lust. "Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me!" he sang, the smallest of whimpers coating the last two syllables, and the other lost it. Ripping open his shirt, Shizuo got on top of the table and shoved the teasing 'flea' on his back, closing any space there might have been between them in the process. Sensual friction further aroused the two hot bodies, making the raven-hair shudder as he sung, "Creature of the night!"

In the back room, the four previously watching the show were now singing along in a joking manor.

"Toucha toucha toucha touch me!" Erika sang as she ran her hands down her sides.

"I wanna be dirty!" Walker laughed more than sung.

"Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me!" Togusa sung mockingly.

"Creature of the night!" Kadota sang, using jazz-hands for emphasis.

"Toucha toucha toucha touch me! Oh, I wanna be dirty!" Izaya continued to sing, voice consumed by his shameless moaning. The blond gave sloppy kisses all over the smaller man's chest, making him arch his back in pleasure. When smokey lips grazed a rosy nipple the informant was practically withering in ecstasy under the bigger built man. Liking his reaction, Shizuo chomped down on the hardened nub, earning a slight wine in response, caressing the other perky nipple with callused fingers. Panting raggedly, Izaya sung, "Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me! Creature of the night!"

"Creature of the night!" the bodyguard exclaimed before attacking his warm mouth, crushing their lips together in a rough, needy kiss.

"Creature of the night!" Walker exploded with laughter.

"Creature of the night!" Erika said giddily.

"Creature of the night!" Kadota chuckled, amused.

"Creature of the night!" Togusa shouted.

"Creature..of the night?" Simon wondered out loud, hearing the noise from outside.

"Creature of the night..." Shizuo growled as he trailed down the raven-hair's jawline.

"Creature of the night–AH!" Izaya called out, yelping when he bit a sensitive spot on his neck.