#originaltrickster

                             Roppi twisted his hands in the sheet, body turned flat on his stomach as he nuzzled against the pillows. Inhaling deeply as he laid his head against the fabric, calmed to an extent. He had come over to Izaya's home to talk, and they had been doing fine. But accidental brushes against one another--the constance of touch as Roppi wouldn't relent because what they did have for each other was physical. It was almost sad how dependent he was to have the elder touch him in any way-- regardless of his relationship with Shizuo.                               "And yet you did."  As Izaya grinned, Roppi grabbed another pillow and lazily whacked Izaya with it. The elder brushed it off, his arm wrapping around his doubles waist and holding him close. Like the time before Roppi began to date the beast of Ikebukuro. The intimacy stayed between them even after he and Shizuo started the steady relationship. 

Izaya didn't mention the bodyguard. Not once. Neither did Roppi-- the tension between them had gone for now. Roppi wondered if they hadn't started to have sex, would anything had been better? Easier?    "I didn't meant too..I really wanted to talk to you." Roppi rolled onto his back, arms stretched above his head, pleased, calm and sated for now. Regardless of the very much apparent guilt tugging the corner of his mind. 

                     "About what Hachin~" Roppi became silent. Izaya watched him with half lidded orbs before the smirk he loathed appeared and lips met his briefly.  "Can you really do it?"

    He could really do it. Roppi washed himself several times after the hours he spent with Izaya. It was honestly sad that he would be so willing to fall back in routine. Grabbing his phone after he had dressed, Roppi stared at the messages from his boyfriend. The smile tugged at his features, a snort following.  Izaya peered over his shoulder and laughed--                                    [text] Hey Shizuo, I'm not coming home tonight. Kindaa busy here in Shinjuku.

"You know..." Roppi glanced at the informant, "he's gonna come here and make sure I'm fine."

"You have him trained."                     "Don't talk about him like he's a dog. He's really sweet."

"And yet you rather have sex with his enemy."

 Roppi shut his mouth, giving Izaya a dirty look. The other simply shrugged and went towards his own phones, holding it out with out a second glance at the double. Gaze focused at the wall-- "I never directly tell my humans to kill themselves." Izaya spoke, voice low. "I simply give them a push to see what happens...Now..What would Shizuo really believe?"

                                          [text] Don't blame Izaya.

His body was found pressed against the wall, curled inwards on itself. His face scratched up, and his body littered in bruises. There was reminents of gang activity around that area, with dropped beer cans and cigarette buds. He was another.          Izaya stared at him with a faint smirk-- though his face remained untouched with emotion. Shizuo was there, fingers wrapped tightly around a street sign, bent and twisted. The blond was angry, chest rising and falling in ragged breaths, teeth clenched together as he tried to will himself not to scream.

 "What did you do, Flea."                       "Mm? Me? Oh hush now, Shizu-chan. Do you really believe I did this?" He mocked faintly, turning. Hands stayed in his pockets as Izaya gripped his knife tightly. "It's always your fault." A snap back, a step forward and Shizuo was tensing all over again--

  "I'm not the one who attacked your precious Hachin." At the nickname Shizuo visibly grimaced. "He was the one who offered to take my place. Of course...it took some persuading." 

 "What. Did you. Do."

Izaya raised his brows. "Honestly, Shizu-chan? I seduced him. I didn't expect him to really take my place however...--"

 He barely missed the sign, hopping backwards. Though the small area wasn't truly ideal for their type of fight.               "I'll kill you, Flea."

"Are you mad because I got to sleep with your boyfriend before he died?" A dark laugh left his mouth as Izaya dodged another swipe, feet light as he jumped away. "Or because you failed to protect him? I wonder what goes through your head... Not that I really care, Shizu-chan."

 Shizuo was silent, glaring at the other. "Shut the hell up."