**Chapter 1: An Unlikely Proposal**

Shizuo Heiwajima stormed down the street, his eyes fixed on Izaya Orihara, who was sipping on a drink at a street-side café. He had had enough of working for Tom Tanaka, and seeing Izaya's carefree life was the final straw. Shizuo had always been a man of simple tastes, but lately, he'd been feeling suffocated by his job as a bodyguard for the debt collector. He'd previously worked as a bartender, but that hadn't panned out either. As he approached Izaya, he clutched a vending machine in his massive hand, ready to use it as a makeshift projectile. "Stupid flea bastard, can you give me money?" Shizuo growled, his face twisted in anger. "I don't want to work anymore. I want you to pay for all my bills - rent, shopping, food, and take me to expensive restaurants. I'm done with scraping by." Izaya Orihara, never one to take offense, merely chuckled and dodged the vending machine with ease. He set his drink down and turned to face Shizuo, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Shizu-chan, this is unexpected from a monster like you, you brute," Izaya said, his voice dripping with amusement. "But I am in need of... certain services lately. I only agree if I can have sex with you every day." Izaya sneaked behind Shizuo and smacked his ass, making the larger man jump in surprise. "Wh-what are you talking about, you pervert?" Shizuo spluttered, his face reddening. Izaya Orihara chuckled and sidled up to Shizuo, his voice taking on a flirtatious tone. "Come on, Shizu-chan. You know I'm a man of refined tastes. I can make it worth your while. You'd be handsomely compensated, and I'm sure you'd... enjoy the benefits." Shizuo's expression darkened, and for a moment, it seemed like he might lose his temper. But then, something unexpected happened - a calculating glint appeared in his eye. "I don't need your charity, Orihara," Shizuo said, his voice cold and detached. "But I do want to live a life without working. You're always talking about how much money you have. I want a taste of that life." Izaya raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Shizuo's sudden change in demeanor. "Ah, I see. You want to be a freeloader, is that it?" Izaya asked, a sly smile spreading across his face. "Well, I do enjoy a challenge. Tell you what, Shizu-chan. I'll agree to your proposal, but only if you agree to my terms." Izaya leaned in close, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "I'll pay your bills, take you to the finest restaurants, and give you a life of luxury. But in return, you have to agree to... indulge me in certain activities. And I don't just mean sex, Shizu-chan. I have certain... hobbies, and I think you'd be perfect for them." Shizuo's eyes narrowed, and for a moment, it seemed like he might refuse. But then, something seemed to snap inside him. "Fine," Shizuo growled, his massive frame towering over Izaya. "I'll do it. But don't think for a second that I'm doing this because I'm some kind of... pervert. I'm doing this because I want out of my life, and you're the only one who can help me." Izaya Orihara grinned, seemingly pleased with himself. "Excellent, Shizu-chan. I knew you'd see things my way. Now, shall we discuss the details of our... arrangement?"