Chapter 2 of my first Shizaya fic~ I can upload this often since I love this pairing so much! Obviously, when you love a pairing, you would have ideas swarming in—Well, on to the fic~
I stared at the blonde in front of me. I believed that my mouth was slightly open, due to the surprise I got, as I heard the other saying,
"Shut your mouth before a flea flies in it, flea." He stated, burning out his cigarette by pressing the lit end to the floor.
I closed my mouth immediately. I must have looked so stupid, with my mouth open, staring at him.
"Eh, what are you doing here, bartender?" I smirked, back to my usual behavior in front of others. Well, I hide everything. No one needs to know my feelings, after all. It is not their life, so obviously, they wouldn't care, right?
"Why do you need to know? Try guessing. Look at your surroundings, I-za-ya-kun."
"Yeah. There is a random box beside you, over there. I'm wondering about that." I pointed, before withdrawing my hand and pressing my palm against my chest. 'Even a slight movement like that hurt. Just how deep is the cut?'
"Can't you see," He snapped, "It's a First Aid Kit." He emphasized each word, pointing to the label on the white, plastic box, supposedly a first aid kit.
I pursed my lips. "What are you doing with that?" I questioned, glaring. It was kind of obvious why, but I just want to hear his response. He sparks my interest and curiosity, after all.
He grunted. I guess he is annoyed.
"Look at yourself. You have bandages on your palms and your ankle. Isn't it pretty obvious that I did that, bastard?" He snapped, but his expression had softened.
Wait. His expression has softened? How come? Oh, maybe I am dead now. I must be dreaming.
I sigh escaped his lips. He stood up, and moved closer to me. Squatting down, he wrapped his arms around me and lifted me up and over his shoulders.
I was momentarily dazed. I have never felt this kind of warmth before. It felt safe for once, and I was beginning to wonder if he could be trusted.
"Shizu-chan. Where are we going..." I spoke in a monotone voice. I was not amused, even if it felt like a cosy sofa ride or something. What if people stare at us? I'm sure that the Protozoan would not want his reputation ruined. Thinking about it though, it might actually raise his reputation.
"To my house. I'm letting you rest there, however long you like." He answered, changing his position of carrying me. He is now carrying me bridal style…..
"So I'm your wife now? Oh yay, we are getting married, Shizu-chan! Where is it held? Let's invite Shinra~" I teased, though I wasn't expecting his reaction to it.
"I could take you to Shinra's if you want, stay there forever if you like. He might just kill you with experiments. Stop talking about him, will you."
Is he jealous?
"I only said his name once, obviously I say you nickname more often, Shizu-chan. Are you pissed now?" I glanced at him, observing. However, he stayed a straight face. Or rather, he forced himself to stay a straight face. "Whatever, thanks for the invite. I gladly accept it. You better not kill me in the middle of the night though. Even though it would be greatly appreciated~"
"Shut the heck up, flea. I bandaged up your wounds, why would I kill you? I'm taking care of you, whether you like it or not." He gave a small 'hmph.'
I thought that was cute.
The next thing I knew, we were in front of the monster's home.
He lifted his right foot, and kicked the door down, earning a 'Hey!' from me. I mean, it's his house. He has to pay for the repairs and such. Does he not care about the cost? How long has he been doing it, anyway?
As he entered the house, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted his door standing back upright on its own, like nothing happened. I widened my eyes, staring at the door, then back at the blonde.
"What. It's a door made especially for me. If it is locked, I can't do that though." He explained, placing me down on the sofa.
"Ah, welcome home. Do you want any milk?" A head popped out of the kitchen, staring at the blonde.
"Yeah, thanks, Kasuka." He replied, walking to a room.
"Oh, and hello, Izaya-san." The brunette nodded at me, but his face was emotionless.
"You must be Shizu-chan's brother. Must be tough dealing with him, hm?" I chuckled, attempting to stand up and help him with his cooking. Well, he seems to be having a hard time chopping the potatoes.
"Sit." Shizuo walked out of the room in his homely attire, and pointed at me.
I pouted. "It's just a sprain. It's not like I'm wheelchair bound."
"I agree. He needs freedom after all." The famous actor agreed, again attempting to use the knife and chop the same potato.
"Fine, fine, whatever. Since you are chuckling, your fever must be gone now, hm."
"Whoa, I forgot I had a fever. Well, I'm feeling marvelous, Shizu-chan!~"
"Yeah, whatever, flea. Weren't you going to help Kasuka over there?" He pointed, before seating on the couch and drinking a glass of milk.
Well, Shizu-chan could never really disagree with his brother, could he?
I have heard of Kasuka before. Or Yuuhei, which many people know of. He never socializes much, but he seems quite sociable at his own home.
I stood up, and bounced over to help the brunette.
"Be careful, jeez. Do it lightly, your palms are injured, remember."
"Got it, Shizu-chan, got it."
I took over the chopping of the potatoes. I did it skilfully, and Kasuka thanked me. He was amazed; I saw his eyes sparkle a little. Even though he rarely shows those kind of expressions.
"Thanks, Izaya-san. Shizuo can't even cook, let alone peel the tomatoes." The corner of his mouth lifted slightly.
I chuckled again.
"A few days ago, I asked him to peel the tomatoes for me. He used too much strength, and squashed it. Some even flew out the window. Well, the squashed ones were edible, but I would peel it myself next time." Kasuka stared at his older brother, shaking his head.
"Too much information, Kasuka! "
I chuckled yet again, only harder. I had to lean against the kitchen wall though, my ankle started hurting from all the movement, and my palms ached slightly from my awesome chopping of potatoes.
This felt like a real family; a real home. What I wanted to feel and experience, all along.
Aww, Chapter 2 is over already. Review? Kyahhh I can't help but fangirl every time I write anything about Shizaya~
