**A Proposal in the Alleyway**

"Shizu-chan, I've been thinking," Izaya said, turning to face Shizuo with a mischievous grin. "Let's get married." Shizuo paused, his eyes widening in shock. "What the hell, flea?!?! Why would I marry a bastard like you? And I'm not gay. Also, I hate you," he said, his voice rising in anger. Izaya smirked, taking a step closer to Shizuo. "Ah, but that's where you're wrong, Shizu-chan. You would make a perfect wife. You're strong, fierce, and so damn beautiful when you're angry." Izaya's eyes locked onto Shizuo's, his gaze burning with intensity. Shizuo's face turned red with rage. "What the...?! You're crazy, Izaya! I would never marry you, even if you were the last man on earth!" Izaya chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, but I think you would, Shizu-chan. You're just too stubborn to admit it." Izaya took another step closer, his voice dropping to a flirtatious whisper. "And I can just imagine it now... our honeymoon, you in your wedding dress, and me... well, me fucking you hard on the bed." Shizuo's eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, he forgot how to speak. He usually was the strongest and most fearless man, but now he looked at Izaya with a mixture of confusion and fear. "What the hell, Izaya? What's wrong with you? We hate each other!" Izaya's smile grew wider. "Oh, but that's just it, Shizu-chan. I don't think we really do hate each other. I think we just... misunderstand each other." Izaya's voice was laced with seduction, and he reached out to brush a strand of hair out of Shizuo's face. Shizuo jerked back, his eyes flashing with anger. "Don't touch me! And stop talking like that, you freak!" Izaya laughed, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, Shizu-chan, you're so cute when you're angry. But I think I'll just have to kiss you to prove my point." Izaya leaned in, his lips brushing against Shizuo's. Shizuo's instincts kicked in, and he tried to push Izaya away, but Izaya's arms wrapped around him, holding him close. "Izaya, stop it! Let me go!" Izaya's lips moved against Shizuo's, sending shivers down his spine. "No, Shizu-chan. I don't think I will. You see, I've been wanting to do this for a long time." Izaya's tongue slipped out, tracing the edge of Shizuo's lips. Shizuo's eyes widened in shock, and he felt his heart racing with confusion. He had never felt this way before, and he didn't know how to react. "Izaya, stop... please," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. Izaya's lips lifted into a smile. "Oh, Shizu-chan. You're so adorable when you're flustered." Izaya pulled back, his eyes locked onto Shizuo's. "So, what do you say, Shizu-chan? Will you marry me?"