"ARRRRH!" Shizuo yelled as he threw a man 50 meters up in the sky.

"Done. Who's the next one, Tom-san?" Shizuo asked his boss, feeling slightly dizzy and had a hard time keeping up with him as they walked down the street.

"That was the last one for today, or rather this week."

"What?" A confused Shizuo asked.

"Today's Saturday Shizuo, which makes tomorrow Sunday."

"Oh, right, I forgot. I'll be on my way home then, see you on Monday."

"Bye" Tom said as they parted. Shizuo was still feeling rather dizzy and started walking slower. He was getting really tired, and his body felt quite heavy too. But it wasn't that late. 09:12 PM was a normal time to end a work day. For him that is.

This was strange. He had never felt like this before. Maybe he was just a little stressed. Well, they had had many "costumers" this week, and many of them were just worthless pieces of shit that couldn't pay back what they owed.

He was still walking quite slowly, but speeded up again coming to think of what, or rather who, awaited him at home. His lovely boyfriend, Izaya. They had been living together for about 2 years now, having a great and stabile relationship. Just the thought of being held in Izaya's arms made him happy and eager to get home.

Finally he stood in front of the door, finding his keys in his pocket and bringing them to the keyhole to unlock the door. He went inside, kicked his shoes off and pushed them aside using a foot.

"I'm home" Shizuo said as he stepped inside the living room.

"Welcome home, Shizu-chan~!" He heard Izaya yell from the kitchen.

He sat down on the couch with a heavy sigh. He still felt dizzy and his body heavy too.

"What's wrong?" Izaya said as he saw his tired boyfriend sit down on the couch.

"Ah, nothing. Just tired I guess" He said looking over his shoulder to look at Izaya, who was standing in the opening to the kitchen, wearing his pink apron.

"Are you making dinner?"

"What gave it away? The apron? Or maybe the smell of food? Yes, I am making dinner. We're having hamburger steaks with a fried egg on. Why? Are you hungry?"

"Not… really." Shizuo said ignoring the joking part.

Actually, he wasn't hungry at all. He hadn't really had an appetite all day. All he had eaten was half a fried egg in the morning and... Well, that's it.

"Really? That's not like you Shizu-chan. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah. How long before dinner?"

"About 10 minutes"

"Have you set the table?"

"No, not yet"

"I'll do it then." Shizuo said getting up from the couch, walking towards the kitchen. Izaya stepped in front of him with arms spread out to each side as to stop him.

"Da-me~!" Izaya said in a childish tone.

"What? Why?" Shizuo asked confused.

"If you are so tired, you should sit down and relax a little".

"No, that's okay. We can relax together after dinner" With that said, he passed Izaya and went to find some plates, glasses and silverware.

Izaya knew he was defeated and went back to the stove.

"So, how was your day?" Shizuo suddenly asked while placing the silverware on the table.

"Oh, fine. Nothing out of the ordinary."

"Hm" Shizuo grunted in response, finishing setting the table and sat down on one of the kitchen chairs. "Sounds like a good day."

"It was. And you? It seems like you've had a long day"

"Yeah… It was okay, I guess. Had to throw and kick a lot of men who were acting like assholes. Seriously! All those excuses! I'm getting so tired of their cra-", his rage was cut of_ by Izaya suddenly placing his hands on the blonde's shoulders. "I understand Shizu-chan. Just don't let it get to you. You should try to ignore them when they start raging about how miserable their lives are." He said as he started rubbing the shoulders in a gently massage. "You need to relax once in a while, at least when you're at home." Izaya added still rubbing the tense shoulders.

"Gees, Shizu-chan, you're way to tense back here." He said rubbing a little harder.

"Hmp" Shizuo grunted in response as he started to relax.

"Oh, dinner is ready!" Izaya said and a slightly disappointed Shizuo felt the hands let go of his shoulders. Izaya placed four hamburger steaks on a plate on the table, along with 4 eggs on another and a bowl of vegetables.

"Here you go! Wait… Aren't we missing something? Ah, milk!" Izaya went to get the milk from the fridge, placed it on the table and sat down on the chair opposite Shizuo.

Shizuo took a steak on his plate, topped it with a fried egg and placed some vegetables next to it. Izaya did the very same and started eating. Shizuo looked down at his plate, still feeling dizzy and not the least hungry. He took his fork and knife and started cutting a piece off of his steak, looking at it before putting it in his mouth. Izaya watched him, as he chewed on that same piece for quite a while before he finally swallowed it and cut of a new piece.

Shizuo's vision started to get blurry. He had to concentrate to see the food on his plate clearly.

"Shizu-chan…" Izaya said looking worried.

"Hm?" He responded, turning to look at Izaya, trying to see his face as clear as possible.

"Are you okay? You haven't eaten much."

Shizuo looked the best he could at Izaya's plate before bringing focus back at his own. It was true. Izaya had already eaten half of his steak while Shizuo had only taken two bites. Usually, Shizuo would have finished his steak, by the time Izaya would have half finished his.

"I'm just tired."

"I don't think so Shizu-chan. Is something bothering you? You know that you can tell me everything, right?"

"Of course I know that. And there's... Nothing bothering me. I'm... Just tired"

"Really?"

"Really."

"Well, at least its Sunday tomorrow, so you have the whole day to rest." He said as he purred himself a glass of milk. "Milk?" He asked Shizuo as he held the bottle before him.

Shizuo stared at his plate, his vision still slightly blurred and he still felt dizzy. His body was also still feeling heavy and he was tired as hell.

"Shizu-chan, would you like some milk?"

Shizuo still gazed at his plate, not hearing a thing Izaya said.

"Shizu-chan!"

"Huh? What, you said something? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention, what did you say?"

"I asked if you would like some milk…"

"Oh, no thanks. I think I'll take some water"

Just what was going on? Shizuo always drank milk to his dinner, no matter what they were having.

Shizuo stood up from his chair, but sat down as soon as he got up. He couldn't keep his balance at all and made a fast move to get down on his chair again, to keep him self from falling.

"Shizu-chan!" Izaya said in a worried tone.

"I'm okay! I… Just… Changed my mind. Milk sounds good." He lied, hopping to have fooled the man before him.

Izaya could tell right away that he was lying though. Shizuo was really bad at lying.

"Yeah" Izaya answered as he purred Shizuo a glass of milk.

Shizuo picked up the now full glass and took a sip of it. He didn't really feel like drinking it, but he couldn't have Izaya worry about him for no reason.

Looking back at his plate, he cut of another piece of meat and took it in this mouth. After chewing on it multiple times he finally swallowed.

Izaya couldn't believe it. He only took a little sip of his milk. Usually, he drinks the whole glass at once. He still hadn't eaten much of his steak either.

Shizuo then felt something in his stomach. It was a weird yet uncomfortable feeling.

Shizuo suddenly flew up from his chair and ran towards the bathroom.

"Shizu-chan!" Izaya yelled and ran after him, only to find Shizuo sitting bowed over the toilet, throwing up.

Izaya knelt beside him and started rubbing his back. Shizuo finished of by spitting in the toilet, trying to get rid of the gross after taste.

"Done?" The raven haired asked in a caring tone.

"Yeah… But the after taste is killing me…"

"Awww, poor Shizu-chan! I'll get you some water", with that said he almost ran to the kitchen and came back with a glass of water.

"Thanks" Shizuo said as he took the glass and drank it all in one go.

Shizuo's body was slightly shaking when Izaya took Shizuo's arm around his shoulder and tried to get him to his feet. He helped him to the bedroom where he put him down on one side of the bed and found a pyjama for him to wear.

"Take of your clothes." Izaya said.

"What?" Shizuo said blushing.

"So you can change into your pyjamas? What else?"

"Oh…"

"Pervert…"

"Shut up…!" A still blushing Shizuo stood up, took of his pants to take on the pyjama pants and sat down again.

"Need any help taking of the rest?" He said in a gentle tone.

When he didn't get a respond, he started taking of the blonde's bowtie, west and shirt and threw it on the floor. He put the pyjama shirt on the blonde and began to button the pyjama shirt.

"There we go." He said buttoning the last button in the pyjama shirt. He then placed his hand on Shizuo's forehead.

"Shizu-chan, you're burning up! Just lie down, I'll get the thermometer!" He said and left in a hurry. Shizuo slowly lay down in their shared bed and crawled under the covers.

Izaya came back in with the thermometer in his hand and went to sit down on the bed next to his little sick Shizu-chan.

"Here we go. Open your mouth sweetie" Shizuo blushed slightly, but did as told and they waited a few seconds before the thermometer bibbed. Izaya took it out of his mouth to look at it.

"38,9 °C! That's a high fever Shizu-chan! Does it hurt anywhere?" Izaya said with a worried look on his face, as he gently started stroking the blonde's left cheek.

"My stomach hurts a little."

"I'll go check what medications we have. I'll be back in a minute. Just call me if you suddenly need anything or feel like throwing up again." The blonde nodded in respond.

Izaya went to the bathroom and found some stomach medicine for his angel.. He took the glass from before, which stood on the sink, refilled it and went back to the bedroom. Once again, he sat down on the bed right beside Shizuo, who lay on his side with his eyes closed. Izaya sat the glass on the night table, to take out two pills and placed the jar beside the water.

"I'm back Shizu-chan. I have some pills for your tummy, can you sit up?"

Shizuo slowly opened his eyes. Izaya helped him sit and handed him the pills along with the glass of water. He took the pills, swallowed them with help from the water and handed Izaya the now empty glass. Izaya took the glass and placed it back on the night table. Shizuo lay back down on his side again, facing Izaya, as he saw Shizuo cuddling into his pillow. Izaya took the blanket and pulled it over the blonde's shoulders.

"Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well? Geez, I was so worried when you suddenly ran to the bathroom." Izaya said, moving his hand to gently run his fingers through Shizuo's hair.

"Dunno…" Shizuo said as he closed his eyes, enjoying the gentle sensation of Izaya's hand.

"Sorry, I shouldn't ask you when you're this sick. Is there anything you need? Food, liquid, anything?"

"No… I'm fine" He mumbled.

"Are you sure?" Shizuo nodded in response.

"Well, you should get some sleep then. Just call me if you need anything." He said as he moved his hand from Shizuo's head and rose from the bed.

When Shizuo felt the hand move away from his head and the weight from beside him disappeared, his eyes flew open and he grabbed Izaya's sleeve.

Izaya looked down at Shizuo, who started blushing when he realized what he was doing. Izaya looked surprised at first, but his expression soon turned into a gentle smile.

"Want me to stay?" Shizuo nodded slightly and Izaya sat back down again, bringing his hand back to the blonde's head, to resume what they had been doing.

A few minutes later the pain in Shizuo's stomach subsided and he fell asleep. Izaya removed his hand from the blonde's head and looked at his sleeping face, realising just how cute he looked like that. With those cheeks of his slightly red and a few sweat drops on his forehead, as an effect of the fever.

"He's just so cute!" He gently kissed the blonde's forehead, careful not to wake his sleeping beauty. He carefully stood up and went out of the room, not fully closing the door so he could hear Shizuo if he called him when he woke up.

–END-

Notes:

Just so you know, they have a "connected" kitchen and living room, with no wall between them. Just one big opening… I hope you know what I mean ^^'

Sorry if the "rating" is wrong! I just took what I thought would fit best (have read it).

This is my first time writing a fanfic so please don't be too hard on me.

Critic is very appreciated though!

EDIT: I've edited it for grammar mistakes and such. Thanks to Christine (Classmate and VERY good friend of mine) for helping me! :D