zexion/ienzo

I'm not afraid to open YOUR box. Nuhuh... in fact, I'm quite eager to open her box.. Roxy!!! O///O This is a PG site And as attired as I am -blushes- That's definitely er....how to put it, rated M. Le gasp! Even I did not realize the double entendre of what I said until you pointed it out to me... Can a man not be eager to open the present he recieved from a friend?I do believe you have a sick mind! Itotallyambeingsarcastic Bullshizz! I know what you meant! I believe that if, say, I was a castle, you'd be wanting to raid my dungeon or some horrible innuendo like that! The nerve! Jk, Jk, you know I still love you Actually! What I would do is come rescue you! Then maybe I would ask a favor in return... BUT THATS BESIDE THE POINT. Oh the lies! Wasn't the mouth to mouth good enough? Maybe I could give you an actual kiss for your birthday but that is it~ The favor can not and will not be anything more Allie, you know, and I know... if I asked for a favor, you couldn't say no. What? That's...that's not true! Well...I mean...I guess it'd depend on the favor IF I was feeling nice!

Shizuo shrugged, no entirely intent on explaining himself and his moment of kindness. He really wasn't fond of the idea admitting to Izaya that he may feel scared of actually murdering a human being. Shizuo gave a gruff "Hn," as his response, tossing the male a pillow and a blanket, turning of the lights so he could blush from the exposure of Izaya's legs without being seen. Stupid little... "Whatever. G'night, flea." He muttered, hiding under the covers. . . . Shizuo stared in horror. Not this again. Anything but this. The dream. The mangled tree and cracked Earth. The mangled bodies. Except this time they were more gruesomely killed, bodies contorted at every angle, bones occasionally pretruding from the flesh. But this time, a new body was among the dead. Izaya. But he realized after a moment that this dream--no, nightmare was more firetrucked up then he had thought. Izaya's crippled body turned to face him, the bones within him crunching as he the neck turned to face him abnormally. He gasped. On Izaya's face was a creepy smirk with maroon eyes wide open like he had gone insane. "Couldn't even control yourself Shizu-chan. You killed me slowly. But I'll never leave," Shizuo screamed as the bodies of his fallen comrades around him began to drag themselves towards his body, dragging him to his knees. "I'll haunt you forever." . . . Shizuo, outside of his dream, was unaware of how wildly he was thrashing about and begging to thin air, repeating (more like sobbing lightly) "I'm sorry" over and over again.

(Do I smell a My Immortal reference? A reference from the most notorious, well-known, horrible HP fanfiction =D Oh how I love thee )

I'm not afraid to open YOUR box. Nuhuh... in fact, I'm quite eager to open her box.. Roxy!!! O///O This is a PG site And as attired as I am -blushes- That's definitely er....how to put it, rated M. Le gasp! Even I did not realize the double entendre of what I said until you pointed it out to me... Can a man not be eager to open the present he recieved from a friend?I do believe you have a sick mind! Itotallyambeingsarcastic Bullshizz! I know what you meant! I believe that if, say, I was a castle, you'd be wanting to raid my dungeon or some horrible innuendo like that! The nerve! Jk, Jk, you know I still love you Actually! What I would do is come rescue you! Then maybe I would ask a favor in return... BUT THATS BESIDE THE POINT. Oh the lies! Wasn't the mouth to mouth good enough? Maybe I could give you an actual kiss for your birthday but that is it~ The favor can not and will not be anything more

Shizuo scoffed in an attempt to cover up that yes, he was being generously nice to Izaya. He wouldn't admit that he was being kind to the flea for the first time ever in their history of meeting. The blond grumbled under his breath, slipping his button up pajama shirt on as well as his black boxer/shorts. It usually got hot in his room so he prepared by wearing clothing that would surely keep him cool. "I'm not being nice. It's common courtesy. Would you rather I made this as bad as possible?" Shizuo grumbled threateningly, his voice surprisingly calm and level despite that. Of course, it was taking much more self-control than you could imagine.

I'm not afraid to open YOUR box. Nuhuh... in fact, I'm quite eager to open her box.. Roxy!!! O///O This is a PG site And as attired as I am -blushes- That's definitely er....how to put it, rated M. Le gasp! Even I did not realize the double entendre of what I said until you pointed it out to me... Can a man not be eager to open the present he recieved from a friend?I do believe you have a sick mind! Itotallyambeingsarcastic Bullshizz! I know what you meant! I believe that if, say, I was a castle, you'd be wanting to raid my dungeon or some horrible innuendo like that! The nerve! Jk, Jk, you know I still love you

I'm not afraid to open YOUR box. Nuhuh... in fact, I'm quite eager to open her box.. Roxy!!! O///O This is a PG site And as attired as I am -blushes- That's definitely er....how to put it, rated M.

Hey! I am his present to open D< ..... WAIT NOT LIKE THAT! sure you didnt mean it like that > I didn't! Oh God this'll be so awkward if he comes back to look at this thread again xDDD

The blond growled at Izaya, resisting the urge to tackle him to the ground and all otherwise rip his throat out. To hell with waiting...But Shizuo managed to control himself, moving to his dresser and pulling out an over sized gray t-shirt and passing it over to Izaya. "Sleep in that for tonight. I'll wash your clothes so you can die in clean clothes for the day." Shizuo said nonchalantly, pulling off his own shirt to change into his pajamas. . . . UNF THAT CHEST!

Hey! I am his present to open D< ..... WAIT NOT LIKE THAT!

Shizuo gripped the black v-neck shirt tighter, raising his fist to hit Izaya square across the face. He was ready. He was so ready to put an end to the life of the man whom he hated since the beginning of time. So when he swung to punch he... ....Was surprised to see his fist freeze, just barely skimming the male's cheek. Why? Why? Why, why Why?! Covering up for it, Shizuo pulled Izaya into his bedroom, onto the spare futon, with anger dancing like little flames in his brown eyes. "I...wait till tomorrow. You're to worn out. I'd like to see you squirm with energy when I kill you." Shizuo lied, gritting his teeth in believable irritation.

Mouth to mouth? 8D That would be a good presenntt... -whispers from corner of her mouth, still playing dead- Knock yourself out Roxy Oh yes.Heaven. -giggles, trying to fake dead- Of course it is. Happy Birthday silly~

Shizuo blinked. Just the way Izaya was angled from being shorter than him and the tone of his voice, Izaya had this completely sultry look about him. Maybe it was the glint in his marroon eyes (which darkened magnificently) or the serious tone in his voice but Shizuo knew that some blood decided to travel south. And that annoyed him to no end. It was Izaya for Christ's sake! His enemy! The one he was supposed to be killing at the moment! "Ah--You--Let's see how you like being beaten to death then, since I know best."

Mouth to mouth? 8D That would be a good presenntt... -whispers from corner of her mouth, still playing dead- Knock yourself out Roxy

Shizuo felt his grip tighten on Izaya's shirt as he closed his eyes to take a minute to breath. He didn't want to kill him to quickly, not when he wouldn't be able to register it. He finally locked gazes with Izaya, drawling out his response with a sneer. "I have every intention of ripping your head clear of your neck but I'm being nice and letting you choose how you wish to go. Shut up and choose." The blond snapped. Another suspected reason though that he wouldn't choose himself: He may have been afraid to cause Izaya to much pain. He'd rather not torture him to death...

Yeah, well, last time I checked it was easier to kill somebody if your Shizuo no matter what. So...yeah. . . . Shizuo scrutinized Izaya, his fists clenching at his sides as he carefully sipped his water, trying hard not to break the glass. He already had bought a new set of glasses last week...and they were down by half now. Another broken wouldn't do him any good. He could Izaya was a bit hesitant in accepting the drink. He had every damn right to be (but if he trusted him enough to drink it then, damn, he should have but toxic in his trunk or something). Shizuo gave a weak chuckle. "If I knew you were going to drink it I'd have poisoned it to make this quicker." He stood up, cracking his knuckles before dragging Izaya up by the collar if his shirt. "So how should we do this? Maybe I can let you pick your way of going since you haven't been annoying me thus far."

In just a few moments, Shizuo was kickin down the door to his apartment, tossing Izaya on the floor of his living room, accidentally bumping him against the coffee table. Thank goodness that hadn't broken--it was a gift from Kasuka. He left Izaya there for a moment, going into his kitchen to get a glass of water and coming back with another one for Izaya. He figured if he was going to kill him might has well make sure he was...hydrated. Yeah, sure that was it. What Shizuo didn't seem to realize was that he was biding his time to kill. Maybe, just maybe, he was a bit scared to do so. But of course hebwould never admit that. The blond handed him the glass, sitting on the couch to face him on the floor, mocha eyes glaring at him. "You look like shit. Drink something."

Poor Izaya, not being used to being picked up <3 I swear, he gets cuter and cuter everytime you play as him~ . . . Shizuo rolled his eyes behind his glasses, supressing a smirk of triumph as Izaya struggled weakly, a whine peaking through his voice. He knew Izaya didn't like being lifted or "man handled". That just wasn't his style. However, it was the only way Shizuo would be able to drag him to his house without worrying about making him even more filthy. The blond adjusted the male on his shoulder, keeping him secure with an arm wrapped around his slim waist. "No. I'm going to settle this and I'm going to do it at my house. You told me to try it and I will. I'm going to kill you." Despite saying such a threat, something Shizuo believed to e the undeniable truth, he was calm. And that was enough to send someone into a fit of "oh god".

Pfft, that sounded so sexual . . . Shizuo surprised even himself at how he manage to actually land the strike on Izaya. And how Izaya stumbled against te brick wall of one of the many buildings of Ikebukuro. A single, thick streak of blood trickle down Izaya's chin but despite that he grinned, taunting him ever so slightly. The onyx haired male could barely move. He was nearly unconscious. Shizuo gained control ever so slightly. It'd be much easier to drag him back to his apartment and kill him there. Not as much of a mess and it would be easier to do without having people watching. So he took Izaya by the coat and slung him over his shoulder, making sure he didn't struggle as he nonchalantly walked down the side walk and achieved odd stares. "Shut up flea."

Super Punk is in good old California~ Gotta love her ^^

Happy Birthday Roxy~! -glomps- -throws streamers- -throws cake- -gives presents- -dies-

At this point an time Shizuo felt something pulling at him. Izaya was just standing there. A wicked grin flew across his features as he chuckled darkly, cracking his fist. Izaya was tired, tired out. Of course, so was he, but not so much as to not fight or try to dodge anything. This could work to his advantage. He'd show him for bothering him all these years, for making him feel like he was a monster. Shizuo pulled his fists back. This for making him feel like it was--Shizuo's arm faltered as he caught Izaya's eyes, for just that split second. It enraged yet frightened him as he actually had to force his arm to move to punch the male.

That's a good question to think about. Well, I believe that te only reason it's so hard for us to picture KH without Disney or FF in the picture is because we're so used to seeing 'em. Think of it this way. Without Disney I can say it'd either be another FF game or, there'd be so many characters to replace the ones missing (such as Donald, Goofy, ect.) that when you also add in the FF characters shown (Leon, Yuffie, ect.) it'll be much more confusing towards gamers. I'd be like: Is this an original or another FF game? Now I don't think the same can be said for Disney. Since it has such a wide variation of characters, without FF it really wouldn't be hard to replace them with either new characters or Disney ones that haven't been used. So the game experience wouldn't be as odd or confusing. At least, that's what I think. (Long reply is long ^^' /shot)

I hate it when you go to tweet a celebrity on Twitter and they respond back to EVERYONE but you.

Shizuo realized just what had happened as he understood he was looking at the underside of a car. Actually a truck to be precise. Exactly what happened in Raira when he had gorgon his chest slashed by Izaya and he had chased him. Except then it had been super painful. Now...it barely stung. Shizuo took a deep breath and bent his arms, using all of his strength. His legsstaggered at first but he remained steady as he growled/yelled, taking the vehicle upon his shoulders and throwing it carelessly behind him. For a second he had wondered if he had hurt anybody but Shizuo knew that really, it was a back route an anybody back there was okay. Still glaring at Izaya with his glittering maroon eyes and enraging lopsided grin (which would make most girls swoon), Shizuo marched towards him, slamming their foreheads together. He was always a bit taller than Izaya. He liked that about himself. "I'll firetrucking kill you."