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DISCLAIMER: Durarara! Is still not mine

WARNING: Very OOC!Shizuo and Izaya

Now onto the story

SHIZUO's POV

'The hell that was definitely the flea what's going on he told me he was working at home'

Cautiously I approached the door as I was about to turn the knob something made me stop this time it wasn't a scream but more of a pained moan.

Pressing my ear to the door I could hear Izaya give out another pained moan

"Just pull it out Shinra"

I could hear a sharp intake of breath then a shaky sigh

"Izaya it's in there pretty deep"

Suddenly it was silent I stood up and was about to open the door when suddenly even without pressing my ear to the door I could hear heavy breathing then a scream that most definitely came from the flea

"Calm down I-za-ya~"

I could hear Shinra coo my flea's name

"Hey Shinra kept this little encounter of ours a secret from Shizuo"

Flinching at the usage of my name instead of the nickname that was once used to annoy me but became a term of endearment

Standing back and staring at the door unable to hear anymore all I could think of was

'Izaya is cheating on me'

A pang of hurt shot me through the heart;

'Was he getting bored of me after 5 months?'

Turning around I decided to leave Shinra's and going back to 'our' shared apartment

As I entered our apartment instead of feeling at home like I always do all I could feel was hurt and betrayal

Walking around I came across the shelf full of photos of me and Izaya from our vacation and the day we moved in together

Then I noticed one picture in the back it was one of the flea and Shinra during high school suddenly all I could see was red I picked up the frame and smashed it on the hardwood floor the looking back at the shelf I gave it one sweep of the arm and pushed it all to the ground.

As I was about to pick up the shelf and smash it the turning of keys stopped me

A relieved sigh then the words

"Good thing Shizu-chan still isn't home I lost track of time at Shinra's"

Then I could see him limping to the living room

His red eyes widening in shock as he dropped his keys to the ground

Then I could see it a reddish mark on his neck that looked suspiciously like a Hickey and his clothes looked rumpled the only thing that wasn't was his jacket that he left on the couch.

Even though I heard them earlier seeing him now marked by someone else and limping just proved what I assumed was just a theory

A sharp pain from my heart 'Huh I guess this is what heartbreak feels like'

Blinking back tears I looked back at him preparing myself for the confrontation that will destroy the remaining pieces of what once was my heart.