Author's Note: Please read and review yo~! Long time no see ! I've been lurking around but not writing anything. So, I chose this title with some difficulty, because I felt like Shizuo and Izaya's relationship in this fic would be someone like Rubato, in a song. Even though nothing is written on a music sheet, a player can speed up or slow down according to the mood. You can make anything out of it. Use your imagination.
Disclaimer: I'm just a rabid fangirl who has better things to do than sit at home and write and read arduous fanfictions but I just don't do them. I don't own anything :-l
"Er… May I sit here?" A boy who was sweating profusely pointed to the only empty seat in the classroom beside Izaya.
"Yeah. Just take a seat." He frowned.
Don't worry. You're totally not my type with that haircut of yours.
It was never much fun.
Being silently spoken about was never pleasant.
Hearing false rumors were never great either, and what infuriated Izaya the most was that he had no say and no power to control it.
Somehow, during his second year in University, the rumour of Izaya being the "guy who could seduce anyone" had spread to every single member of the student body.
Under another case, Izaya would not care at all.
But this time, it was different.
He rested his hand against his chin and stared gloomily at one particular blonde's back.
Shizuo Heiwajima.
He remembers being paired up with him for an econ project once.
"Let me get this straight flea. I have no interest in working with you. But since I have no choice, we're going to split this half and half."
Izaya remembers clearly what he means.
"I hate you."
The rejection was a huge blow to him, and he slowly accepted that his feelings for the boy were obviously, unrequited.
Everyday was the same.
The routine had to end.
"Tadaima." Izaya mutters as he kicks off his shoes.
"Okaeri!" Kururi and Mairu sing from the kitchen.
It was late, because Izaya had taken an extra night course. He had grudgingly told his sisters, that he took this course in order to catch up with Shizuo next year, as he did not take an Advanced Placement course while he was in high school.
His desperate struggles to get close were futile. Izaya felt as if he were climbing an escalator that was moving down.
His sisters had always cheered him on though, and it had always somewhat lifted him up.
"I hate myself." He grumbled under his breath.
The smell of miso soup and noodles wafted towards his nose and he grinned mischievously. Izaya was glad that he had dropped a hint the night before on what he wanted to eat for dinner the next day.
He loved coming home to a warm house with his sisters cooking and nothing to worry about, like Heiwajima Shizuo. He silently grinds his teeth thinking about it.
"How was school?" Kururi poked her head from beneath the curtains with a frilly apron.
"The same old." He sighed.
"Any progress with Heiwajima?" She smiles.
"What do you think?" He glares at her and Kururi laughs.
"Onii-san! Cheer up!" Kururi clapped her hands and left the kitchen to grab his shoulders and whisper in his ear.
"I've got something to tell you, that will definitely cheer you up."
"What…" Izaya cocks an eyebrow.
"Listen, Nii-san. Mairu… got a boyfriend."
Izaya nearly laughed.
"Mairu?" He was truly shocked. "I'm surprised. She's such a troublemaker. Who is it?" He grins thinking about how long they would last.
"Onii-san! Don't make that face! I'm sure that they will last, you'll know when you see them." Kururi pouted.
"Okay alright. Just tell me who he is."
Kururi grins. "Kasuka."
"Kasuka. Nice name." Sarcasm. He puts his shoes back into the closet.
"So how will this cheer me up?" Izaya rolls his eyes and ruffles Kururi's short hair.
"His last name."
He makes his way towards the kitchen, already bored of the conversation.
"Heiwajima."
Izaya turns around.
"Heiwajima Kasuka."
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