Rate: T

Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara.

The downpour was an unpleasant surprise, preventing their fight to continue. Shizuo's only thought was getting home as soon as possible. Because of his fights, his relationship with his teachers wasn't the best and he had no intention to make it worse with absences. He did not pay any attention to the person running beside him.

The other boy knew that he had made a big mistake with following his nemesis, but he did not give a fuck then and there. His clothes were soaked and he felt as a sneeze starting to come out of his mouth. Except his family and crazy soon-to-be-doctor best friend, no one knew that he could get sick very easily.

The size of the house surprised him. He thought that it would be much smaller. When they entered, the everyday sight of a hall greeted him, nothing special. As the door closed behind them, he heard steps from the stairs. When he looked up again, there was Shizu-chan – in his woman-version. Same hair and eye color. Izaya needed to blink to process the sight in front of him.

"Shizuo, honey! When you did not arrive home before this storm, I was so worried!" Her gaze met with Izaya's, who was staring at her openly. "You did not mention that you would bring a guest with you."

Shizuo blinked, then followed the woman's eyes. When he saw who stood beside him, Shizuo jumped two steps back, but because of the sloppy tile, he landed on his butt. The woman laughed loudly, while Izaya covered his mouth with his hand.

"It is not funny," Shizuo growled, then stood up. "What the hell are you even doing here?"

"It is not the right way of threatening a guest," the woman said and turned towards Izaya. "It's nice to meet you! I am Namiko Heiwajima, Shizuo's mother."

"Izaya Orihara," Izaya answered, accepting the hand. He did not know why, but because of the warmth radiating from her hand, tears gathered in his eyes.

"I am pleased to meet you, Izaya-kun," Namiko smiled at him. "Thank you for taking care of my son." Shizuo groaned in the background. Izaya reminded himself that he would irritate him by telling him this quote from his mom over and over and over again.

"It's cold," Shizuo mumbled and a little sneeze escaped through his lips. Izaya felt as his heart skipped a beat. That was the cutest noise he had ever heard!

"The shower is used by your brother. You need to use the other bathroom," Shizuo's mother said casually. The pure horror spreading on his enemy's face surprised Izaya. "I have already prepared it for you anyways."

"Is this really necessary?" Shizuo asked, gulping hard.

"Both of you are soaking wet and need to warm up," his mother said, with a little warning tone in her voice. "Besides, you two are boys. So that would not be a problem."

Shizuo led him upstairs with zombie-mode, which scared the shit out of Izaya. He had never seen him like that and it was frightening. When they reached the door, Shizuo opened it slowly.

Izaya blinked twice because of the sight. The room was a normal bathroom, but with something not everyday-like in it.

"What's with the jacuzzi?" He asked, pointing at the big tub in front of them.

"My parents love romantic bathes." Shizuo explained, looking aside in embarrassment. When he turned around, his eyes widened. "What are you doing?!" He asked Izaya in shock while the other was unbuttoning his jeans. His shirt was long gone somewhere.

"Preparing for the bath?" Izaya asked back, with his hands touching the edges of his pants. He frowned, then a smirk appeared on his face. "Never did Shizu-chan see another man completely naked?" The question made the other boy blush. "Hmm… This is interesting."

"Shut up…" Shizuo said, hanging his head down in humiliation. He felt as gentle fingers touched his chin, lifting his head up. He opened his eyes a little bit, meeting with Izaya's concerned look.

"I do not understand why you are so ashamed of that," Izaya said with a wondering expression on his face. A bitter laugh slipped through the other boy's lips which made Izaya raising up his eyebrows.

"I am 16, for fuck's sake! Neither was I naked in front of anyone instead of my family, nor did I see -" he could not finish it, because of the intense blush spreading his cheek, but fortunately or not, Izaya understood the last part of the sentence.

Shizuo felt as hands pushed him backwards. When he reached the line-bin, he was gently pushed down onto its top. Izaya knelt before him, looking up at him.

"If something I do does not feel right, you must tell me immediately," it came out rather an order that a beg.

"Um, okay…" Shizuo's voice was uncertain with a little trembling in it.

Izaya started unbuttoning his shirt slowly, his gaze was not letting go the others for a second. When he was finished, he slid the cloth down from Shizuo's shoulders. He felt how cold his arms were, so he started rubbing them to chase the cold away.

When he turned his eyes down into the direction of the other boys' jeans, his eyes stopped on the scar on his chest. Guilt filled his heart painfully. He lifted one of his fingers up and stroked it.

The reaction surprised him more than the owner of the body which did it. As the loud whine left Shizuo's lips, Izaya felt his pants becoming uncomfortable.

"Shit!" He mumbled, but not quiet enough. As his hands reached the front of the other boy's jeans, they were grabbed by two other ones.

"I can handle the rest." He stood up and walked away without complaining. He turned around and only turned back when he heard the sound of the splashing.

Shizuo sank into the tub so deeply that only his forehead was visible. He did not understand his body. It was Izaya, after all! The bastard who caused the injury. It was not normal that he became turned on because of his touch.

"Ah, it is so warm!" Shizuo flinched away. He did not even hear when the other sank into the tub beside him. He felt Izaya's eyes on himself. "Shizu-chan, you need some air, if you do not want to drawn."

Shizuo lifted his head out of the water and breathed in. He heard Izaya giggling.

"What?" He asked half-angry, half-embarrassed.

"You have bubbles on your nose," He said, leaning towards him. As his fingers stroked them down, he got a splash of water into his face. Izaya sighed, shaking his head. "Attacking surprisingly, Shizu-chan? It is not nice, you know."

"You were too close," he mumbled, rubbing the back of his head. When he got a great amount of water into his face, he groaned in anger.

"You are the one who started it," Izaya said, shuddering.

Few minutes later, the bathroom was filled with laughter and the splashing sound of the water. They stared at each other, both of their cheeks reddish.

"Boys!" The voice they heard wasn't from that world. They turned towards the door in horror. "No playing in the water."