Hey guys! I'm not dead I swear! But anyways, how long has it been since I've updated? Probably way over a year tbh.

Anyways, here's a new wonderful Durarara! story that nobody'll probably read because who can honestly watch Durarara without crying. (I can't. I ship Shizaya too much and every time either one comes on screen I have to pause it. I've gotten nowhere on the show in the past like 2 years.)

Once again, there's a bit of cursing in Durarara but I don't curse so a few words are replaced.

I literally have nothing to say. Hopefully I'll update more often, because I'm just getting over a year-long writer's block. Comment, favorite, do whatever you want I'm not forcing you, but doing those things really help me write faster (I'm not even joking)

Hopefully you'll see me again soon, so byeeeee

-Vickironica (Tori)

"Hey," Shizuo looked down at the raven-haired male sleeping below him. The couple of leaves didn't help but make the blond worry more, because it meant he'd been here for a while. "Are you okay?"

The raven didn't stir, nor move at all. Shizuo gently nudged him; it was getting dark and not only would it get cold because of the autumn weather, but it was also dangerous to stay out late. Again, the male didn't budge other than the soft shaking.

Now, Shizuo was starting to think something was wrong. "Hey, wake up." The blond tried to shake him a bit harder, hoping for male to awaken from his deep slumber. Nothing. Shizuo hardly thought the boy was sleeping by choice at this point, since the blond wasn't exactly known for his… carefulness.

"Man, this is a pain..." Shizuo looked around, then looked back at the raven under the tree. Nobody was nearby, to which the blond released an unknown held breath. The sun had just set, making it the perfect time for a vampire attack.

Shizuo wasn't really worried about a vampire attack, but he didn't want to deal with one. The blond seemed to be a popular target for vampires, no matter how rare they were getting. At least vampire hunters were doing their jobs, though Shizuo didn't like the idea of innocent people, even if they were vampires, being slaughtered without a second thought.

He was also grateful nobody was here to jump to conclusions for what Shizuo was going to do. The blond carefully picked up the raven, noticing how light his body actually was. Again, the smaller male didn't stir. There was no doubt in Shizuo's mind that this was not just regular slumber. Something was definitely wrong at this point. Was it a sickness? Maybe hunger? A drug? Shizuo wasn't good at guessing, so he'd ask the raven when he woke up. Hopefully, he did. Shizuo didn't want to deal with a dead body. He gets enough attention as it is.

His house was only a couple blocks away, and it would be much safer and warmer there, even if it was small and messy. Shizuo starts making his way there, hoping that nobody would question him carrying a knocked-out person around.

The duo must have been about halfway there when Shizuo decided to carry the male on his back instead of bridal style. It hadn't been uncomfortable for the blond, but Shizuo thought it'd be more comfortable for the raven. The blond took a few seconds to shift the smaller person onto his back before continuing on his journey home.

Shizuo had only just started walking again when he thought he'd heard something. The blond stopped walking just as quickly as he had started, hoping to hear the quiet noise again.

"Bloo…." It was so faint Shizuo was sure he was just imagining things, but then the raven shifted himself, sending a surprised looked to the blond's face. Shizuo stayed absolutely still, not wanting to alarm the waking male.

"Blood..." Shizuo wasn't sure he'd heard that correctly, as it was only slightly louder than the previous time. The blond noticed the raven shift again, then felt a sharp pain in his neck. It hadn't actually hurt that bad, and he couldn't feel any liquid dripping down.

Shizuo couldn't see the other's face, but his own face was covered in shock and realization. He quickly snapped out of it as the quiet voice brought him back to reality. "Why can't I… bite through…?"

The blond looked over his shoulder to see the smaller male had passed out again. He touched his neck where the raven had tried to bite, feeling around where the sharp sting was. The pain was long gone now, and Shizuo realized the skin wasn't even scratched, much less broken through or bloody.

Shizuo sighed. He continued trudging on the sidewalk to his home, which they arrived at in less than 5 minutes, but that was plenty of time to place all the pieces in the puzzle together and make a few decisions. He'd have to prepare a couple things… Hopefully everything worked out. Shizuo didn't want to get annoyed and do something he'd regret, especially to the house his brother had given him, no matter how begrudgingly Shizuo had accepted.

. . . . .

Izaya awoke, feeling slightly less hungry and confused. The last thing he remembered was sitting under a tree, trying not to get burned in the sun while slowly starving to death. He hadn't found any humans to make a deal with, and Izaya was suffering the consequences of it. Now he was in what looked like a house or apartment, with some unrecognizable noises coming from somewhere else.

The raven tried to stand up, filled with befuddlement about his newfound strength he originally didn't have, only to fall back over. Izaya looked behind him, disliking the sight. He had failed to notice his hands tied together behind his back, then to what was probably a bed. Izaya decided he didn't like this predicament at all, especially when he wasn't able to break the rope apart. Apparently he didn't have as much newfound strength as he originally thought.

He tried pulling it, but to no avail. The ropes didn't loosen or fray, leaving Izaya stuck with whoever tied him up. They obviously had a plan for him, and it was unlikely that Izaya would like it.

Izaya couldn't help but scowl as he heard more sounds from somewhere else in the building. It sounded like… cooking? Was the person frying food? Izaya supposed it didn't matter; he was stuck either way.

There weren't many possible escape routes, other than the moderately-sized window on the other side of the room and the open door where the sounds were coming from. Izaya decided the best option was to stay quiet and pretend he was still asleep.

But, if he was fuller, that must mean the person knows what Izaya is. That only caused Izaya to scowl even more. He was beginning to like this situation less and less, especially because he was powerless to do anything against his captor at the moment. It didn't look like a laboratory or cage, but anything can be deceiving if someone tries hard enough.

The raven started working at the ropes again, hoping to at least loosen them a bit before the person gets done cooking, only to jump half a foot when hearing a voice. "Oh, you're already awake." Shoot, he was found out already.

Izaya turned his head towards his captor, glaring as hard as he could while examining the… human, from the smell of his blood. He had not expected the human to be done so quickly, nor be able to sneak up on Izaya. Bright blond hair, along with some sort of bartender uniform, and a plate full of what smelled like eggs. "What do you want with me?!" Izaya made his voice as grave as possible, hoping to scare his captor.

The man in the bartender outfit didn't seem scared at all. Instead, he seemed… embarrassed? Nervous? "Yeah, uh, sorry 'bout tying you up… I just didn't want you to try and kill me when you first woke up…" The blond puts down the plate on his dresser. "I wasn't sure if you were gonna be irrational out of hunger like earlier..."

He takes a step closer, to which Izaya growls at. Like he was gonna believe that! Though the raven had to admit, he might've attacked the next living thing he saw if he hadn't eaten soon. Though, he felt fine right now, other than a bit hungry… "Wait, what do you mean earlier?" The leer hadn't stopped, nor had it stopped his captor from coming closer. Izaya felt helpless.

The blond scratched the back of his head, a natural reflex when you feel shy or embarrassed. "You uh, tried to bite me earlier when I was carrying you.."

Izaya didn't remember anything about that, but that would explain why he didn't feel as hungry. Then the blond had to continue and leave Izaya confused again. "Said you couldn't for some reason, then you passed out again.. So I brought you here."

Now the two were face-to-face, since the human had sat down next to him. Izaya hated how he was physically restrained and not able to tear through the human's neck. Unknown to Izaya, he wouldn't be able to even if he wasn't bound to the foot of the larger male's bed. "What do you mean I couldn't?" The glares had not lessened, even if the distance had.

The blond shrugged. "I dunno. You just didn't break through my skin."

"Then why do I feel less hungry than earlier?" Izaya retorted back instantly.

"Since you, uh, couldn't do it yourself, I cut myself. You're body naturally reacted… I think."

Izaya glared into the blond's brown eyes, looking for any hint of lies or suspicion, and finding none. After a while, Izaya broke the silence, pulling against the restraints again. "Why would you purposely feed a vampire your own blood?!"

The blond shrugged, obviously not sure how exactly to respond. "I… didn't want anybody else to get hurt."

It made the vampire wonder what had happened to make the blond say that. Had his friends or family been attacked? Maybe he hurt somebody by accident and was trying to repent. Or maybe he didn't want the raven attacking other humans. That was probably it.

"Can you untie me already?" Izaya supposed he could have been a bit nicer, seeing as he couldn't move if the human's mood suddenly changed.

The blond's eyes widened a bit; he had probably forgotten that he had the vampire bound to his bed. But, of course, instead of moving, he simply asked another question. "Are you going to attack me and run away?"

Izaya hadn't expected a question like that, and definitely didn't like the hidden trace of loneliness in the blond's voice. "… Maybe. My body might move on it's own."

The vampire hadn't realized what he'd said until it was too late. Izaya's eyes widened in surprise at himself for being truthful. He doubted the blond would untie him now, nor why he'd said the truth in the first place. Especially since lying was Izaya's specialty.

"Then I suppose we'll have to get acquainted before I untie you." The blond sat back down from getting up to untie him, and Izaya mentally cursed to himself. Why had he said that?! "I'm Shizuo Heiwajima."

Again, the vampire found himself answering without realizing. He noticed his glare had lessened against the blond, though he quickly fixed that. "Izaya Orihara. There, now we're acquainted. Untie me."

Shizuo ignored Izaya's demands. "Izaya, huh? Where do you live?"

"Why does it matter to you?"

The blond shrugged again, but stayed silent. Eventually Izaya answered, realizing nothing was going to happen till he did. "I usually just sleep in an abandoned storage area, if that's what you mean by living."

Izaya was almost as confused as when he had first woken up, but now by the fact that a vampire and his captor were playing 20 Questions.

Shizuo seemed surprised, but whether it was at Izaya being truthful or the actual answer, Izaya didn't know. "How much blood do vampires need to survive? Or… why did you let yourself get so hungry?"

Izaya sneered. He definitely didn't trust the human, but he had no choice but to answer. The sooner, the better. "I have morals. First of all, attacking people is such a hassle. I only drink their blood when the humans have consented, and then I make sure I repay them somehow for their time. Usually just by finding a lost pet or picking something up at a store, but if I owe somebody, I'll make sure I repay them back."

Shizuo paused for a few seconds, his face twisting into all sorts of emotions. That only made Izaya nervous; the ropes were starting to cut into his skin. "… Wouldn't that mean you owe me?"

...How had he forgotten that fact?! Of course he owed this man, and for a lot more than just blood! Izaya paused for a couple seconds, then let of a quiet string of curses, before eventually answering. "...I absolutely hate to admit it, but it seems I owe you my life. I would've died out there if you hadn't brought me here, though I could do without these stupid ropes." The vampire sighed, giving up.

"Hey, listen… I was only helping somebody out. You don't owe me anything, especially not your life." Shizuo sighed this time, not sure what to do.

The two stayed in silence for a few minutes, and neither could tell if it was comfortable or not. Izaya was trying to read the blond's emotions, though the most clear one was frustrated thinking.

Eventually, Shizuo was the one to make the first move, not that Izaya really could. The larger male leaned in closer to Izaya, and the vampire felt his cheeks start blushing. He half expected Shizuo to lean in for a kiss, but his head went past Izaya's face, leaving his neck wide open for the vampire to bite. It took a lot of self control not to bite the delicious-looking neck, and the vampire had almost succumbed to the desire when the blond pulled back, sitting on the floor next to Izaya. The next thing he knew, the ropes had fallen limp on the floor.

Izaya slowly stood up, immediately stretching his arms; they were sore from constantly being bound behind him. "Are.. you still hungry? You can drink my blood if you're not full." Shizuo was blushing for some reason, not able to look Izaya directly in his eyes.

The vampire's stomach growled at the thought of more food; he had been starving himself for about a month before this, but Izaya just scowled again. "No, I already owe you my life. I'm not about to make my debt even bigger."

Shizuo frowned. "I told you, you don't owe me anything. I can hear your stomach from here, or do you want eggs instead? They might be cold now, though..." He glanced over to the forgotten eggs on the dresser.

"I don't want your eggs!" Izaya quickly retorted, the volume of his voice raised. "I want to repay you for saving my life, so I can leave with a clear mind and with my morals still in check!"

The blond finally stood up, towering over the small raven. Izaya could almost see how annoyed Shizuo was, which made the vampire want to smirk, knowing he can affect the blond's emotions so easily. It almost looked like a vein in Shizuo's forehead was going to burst. But he refrained, since he was also quite annoyed with how stubborn the human was being. "I told you already, you don't gosh dang owe me!"

Izaya couldn't help but smirk now. It was a habit of his, to smirk when he annoyed somebody, or when they annoyed him. Right now was a steady mix of both. "Just let me repay you, then I'll leave and you'll never see me again!"

Shizuo paused, taking a deep breath. He sat on the bed and started counting slowly, all the way to ten, before answering. His voice was now slightly calmer, like the calm before a volcano explodes. "And how were you planning to repay me? According to you, you owe me your freaking life!"

Izaya opened his mouth to answer, but quickly shut it again. He hadn't really thought that far ahead. The vampire tried to think of different ways to help the human.

Would he need a bodyguard? No, that would probably just create problems for someone who works as a bartender. Should he offer his body?

Izaya didn't like the idea of letting some random person have full control over his body, specially not for lewd actions, but it's a bargaining chip very few people would refuse. It'd be difficult for Izaya too though, since he rarely even let his guard down while sleeping. Maybe he'd use that as a last resort, if he couldn't think of anything else-

The vampire was brought back to reality by a smell so sweet it was almost sickening. The raven knew what it was immediately, but barely had time to turn around before something was stuck into his mouth. At first, Izaya tried to pull Shizuo's finger out of his mouth, but he soon found his body betraying him and succumbing to the delicious warm blood, trying to suck more out of the blond's hand. His knees weakened under him as he found his body trying to get closer to the source. Izaya barely noticed that he was in a kneeling position under the blond. That idiot had cut his finger and stuck it into his mouth, knowing that he wouldn't be able to refuse after tasting it.

Soon enough, the taste of blood was gone just as soon as it had arrived. Shizuo retracted his hand back to his side, wiping the vampire's saliva on his black pants. Izaya's eyes glared daggers at the blond, who didn't seem to mind them at all. "Jerk. Forcing me to suck on your finger, like some kind of animal." Again, the human payed him no mind. "I told you I didn't want your blood."

"Your body didn't seem to think that." Shizuo, looking straight at the raven, smirked, knowing he'd won the verbal battle against Izaya, which the vampire happened to be best at.

"I hate you." Izaya replied void of emotion, as he wiped off his mouth. He had no comeback. The raven couldn't tell if he was annoyed at Shizuo for forcing him to drink his blood, or at his body for giving out so easily at the thought of food. He sucked on his finger, for crying out loud!

"Well, I don't really care if you wanna repay me back or not, since I don't really think you owe me at all, but who am I to tell you how to live your life." Shizuo messed up his hair, getting up to eat the long-forgotten eggs.

"I'm dead."

"You get my point." The blond grabbed a fork from the plate and started scarfing down the unborn fried chickens. They were gone in a matter of seconds, which somehow didn't surprise the raven at all. "Oh, and you're staying here tonight. It's too cold for you to be outside in nothing but a shirt. If you refuse, I'll tie you back up."

"Why do you care what I do?!" Izaya reflexively rubbed his wrist, pulling it away from the blond. It was still a bit sore from earlier, and there were a couple red marks in the pattern of the rope, since it was tied so tight.

Shizuo just shrugged, walking out of the room. The vampire should have been smart and tried the window, but instead he followed the blond into the rest of the house. Izaya tried to reason with himself, but found himself trusting his body less and less, and eventually blamed it on his morals. He really needed to get new ones, but he hated the idea of owing somebody and them using it as blackmail later.

The rest of the house was almost as boring as the bedroom. Plain walls with little color, nothing that stood out, and everything was absolutely basic. Izaya would never be able to stay in a house like this more than a week without being bored out of his mind. There was a living room right next to the kitchen, and it had nothing but a few books, a small TV, and a couch, which Izaya decided to put to use without permission. Hey, if I'm forced to stay here, then Shizuo should be fine with me using his television.

"You never told me how you planned to repay me, even though I keep insisting that I was just helping someone out." Shizuo's voice went from curious to a bit annoyed, but not as much as earlier. He was standing at the sink, finishing up the couple dishes he'd on the eggs.

Izaya flipped through a couple channels, growing bored with how few channels the blond has. He barely had anything but the news! The vampire thought about how he could repay his debt again, glad that Shizuo was at least considering it, unlike earlier.

The raven suddenly stood up and turned to face Shizuo, smirking once again. The blond slightly jumped at Izaya's sudden movements, especially since he was almost right being him, about to sit down on his couch next to the vampire.

"I'll become your servant, slave, pet, whichever one you prefer to call it, and I'll listen to all of your orders, no matter what it is, until I decide that my debt has been paid off." Few people would refuse an offer like this, but Shizuo once again, decided to be the small amount of people who'd rather piss Izaya off.

"No."