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Izaya went through the brief case, checking bullets, poisons, plane tickets, and fake cash. His ruby eyes were tired, and he flinched hearing another train go by. The first priority named by Shizuo was to get out of the apartment. They left everything the moment the sun rose, and burned his documents regarding Shiki. So now the raven sat on a cheep hotel bed, going through the hit man's stuff.
"He was really going to try to do a number, ne Shizu-chan. Small wires to be put into the tub to shock me, replacement toothpaste that's laced with cyanide, tablets to place in the sink faucet to poison the water, even poison fabric fibers to lace my bed sheets with."
Shizuo grunted, he was brushing his teeth in the bathroom shirtless," m'ell shat's s'swhat you get." He spat," Tom-san had the same issue before."
Izaya nodded, he knew about the many times Tom was hunted by debts. It was one of the main reasons why he wanted Shizuo to be his body guard. The blond may have been a protozoan, but he knew how to protect and keep moving. Plus, Shizuo happened to be the closest person to Izaya. The bored male looked up when Shizuo came over, he watched the taller blond take the gun and look at the fake cash. It was one of the few things Izaya knew to leave to Shizuo, and he sighed.
"What?"
"Nothing." Izaya laid back," just being hunted by relatively hard assassins."
"Hit-men." Shizuo muttered," you're not a political figure."
Izaya stuck out his tongue," I could be, you never know."
"I do know."
They sat in silence for a while, Izaya reading the papers from the case, Shizuo looking out the window.
"We are going to have to find a man by the name of Midoriyama Ryuu." Izaya let on, rolling over to his stomach and resting against Shizuo. He felt a hand on his head and smirked," so tender for a monster."
Shizuo frowned at the remark," how do we find this guy?"
"Well..." Izaya paused, he did know but he didn't." This guy... Is hidden. Shiki only said his name, and it's written on the papers already. I'm hoping that once the news spreads he will surface." He paused," which is not really a good thing, so finding him before the news spreads would be preferable."
"Why?" Shizuo asked.
"Say someone else wants to be head of the Yakuza, all they'd need to do is come forward and claim they are Midoriyama."
"Don't tell me it's an alias..."
Izaya sighed, then nodded. The silence returned.
"Is that why you shot your computer?"
"No... It was just an option that wasn't shooting you. Right now I can't have other information cluttering around and trying to differentiate real emails from fakes. So it's a clean, fresh search for this man. With only our combined knowledge."
This was not comforting for either of them. It was a daunting task, and the longer they waited the harder it got.
Izaya looked out the window again," he would of chosen a name that we could track him by though... Midoriyama would have to be someone Shiki knew I could find."
"Find with what?" Shizuo growled suddenly," just a fake fucking name?"
Nodding Izaya sat up to his knees, he wrapped his arms around Shizuo's shoulders and rested his head next to his." Midoriyama Ryuu. Midori... Green. Yama...mountain. Ryuu...dragon.." He wrote the kanji into Shizuo's palm, '緑山龍 '." It could also be Midori Yamaryu."
"You mean you don't even know what his alias is?"
"No, I did not say that." Izaya hugged the brute from behind," his name is pretty though." The informant pulled back, yawning. They had a short night, once the information had sunk in Shizuo had rushed them out. They literally only had the case, and the clothes on their backs. It was a good thing Izaya had his wallet, and Shizuo deemed the fake money use able." If you had a kid what would you name it~?"
"Himari...Heiwajima Himari." Shizuo answered without much hesitation.
"Ball of light?" Izaya smirked," how would you spell it?" Shizuo shrugged, he gently pulled Izaya's hand to his and wrote '光愛里', in his palm."Oh, home of peace and love. That's a long name, Shizu-chan."
"Fine, what would you name a child, flea?"
"Haru." It was his turn again to write the kanji, and he did so on Shizuo's arm, '和晴'." Quiet weather. In hopes that their life would not be like mine."
Shizuo scoffed," a spawn of you would be hell."
Izaya laughed to hear that, and pulled away from the blond slowly. He closed the case and checked their time," Green mountain dragon." He said, wishing he had brought his lap top at least. He always kept a spare one laying around for emergencies, a brand new laptop with no trace or history. Unlike what Shizuo thought, Izaya was cautious, not paranoid, the informant knew the dangers of his work, and this little bump in the road was nothing that would make him quit.
Deep inside Shizuo knew this as well.
"How about... MT. Fuji?"
"No... Too crowded." Said Izaya.
"It's at least a start." Grunted the brute, standing and cracking his back. Izaya had to admire for a moment how toned Shizuo had become, he himself couldn't gain much muscle nor tone. But Shizuo had the ideal balance.
"What?"
"I will admit, I was admiring your abs." Izaya smirked seeing the disgust followed by a laugh as he dodge a pillow." What~? Am I now allowed to gauge how much I'm going to have to pay you? Hey, hey, if you do a turn I will give you 13,000¥." He giggled again, and laughed when Shizuo pinned him down.
"I can give you much more then just a look." Shizuo growled, getting close to Izaya's face. His hands began to traced down to Izaya's sides, to his hips, before suddenly digging in enticing a gasp. It stirred something inside the beast, but the fear in Izaya's eyes caused Shizuo to remember. Suddenly, he pressed higher, and began to taze the raven enticing a laugh instead. Izaya began to plea, struggle and beg, his giggles spewing out, his face turning red as he lost his breath as Shizuo tickled him.
"N-No~ Sto-stop! Shiz-shizuu-channn!"
"Nah."
Izaya nearly blanked at the casual rejection, and was wrestled back into the fit. After a good minute of ruffles, kicking, laughing and whined please Shizuo held his prey.
"Let me go!"
"Make me."
"I'll pay."
"How much?"
Izaya smirked," a kiss~" He laughed when a hand was shoved against his face, over his eyes. he felt himself forced down again, and then the laughter ceased suddenly. A cloud passed over the window, plunging the room into darkness. Shizuo pulled away. His lips tingling, and nearly breathless since it had taken everything in him not to pounce. He would not go down that path again, he pulled himself back. He promised himself to never go down that path again. However, once he saw the expression on Izaya a laugh escaped.
It was pure utter shock. A kiss. A single kiss long awaiting had silenced, baffled, and embarrassed Izaya.
"W-Why did you kiss me?"
"Felt like it." Said Shizuo simply." It's not like we haven't kissed before."
"Yeah, but... That was-"
"Shut it." Shizuo growled, then stood." If you don't like it then don't flirt with me." His good mood was gone. Replaced with the intense need to smoke." I'm going out. Stay here." he slipped on his shoes and his shirt. He didn't stop moving when arms had wrapped around him, in fact it only made things worse. He pushed the flea off," I'll go get your laptop and something to eat."
Izaya frowned, wincing when the door was slammed shut with too much force. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall thinking.
He and Shizuo had dated before.
Izaya smiled now, thinking of the memories. They had even planned to get married in the USA, and talked of adopting or getting a surrogate. They had gone so far, agreeing that the kid would have Izaya's DNA if they had a surrogate in order to prevent the baby from having Shizuo's temper and strength.
The plans were dashed with the creation, and destruction of the dollars.
He sighed.
The dollars were no more. As he had said to Mikado long before, the special life became normal. And Mikado would, and did, begin to look for something more. Kida was still the leader of the Yellow scarfs, now indefinitely with no challenge. He and Mikado had come to a gang truce, and Izaya had gotten too into causing mischief they had begun to plan how to kill him.
Kida and Mikado decided to ruin him first. They hadn't known about the engagement, nor Izaya's plans to actually quit his job as an informant. They just set out a trap, and Shizuo had been laid as bait. To this day, Shizuo thinks Izaya was all at fault. Things had gone bad, worse then Kida nor Mikado had wanted, nor what they had imagined.
The informant went to the window, the day was bright. No clouds. Yet, an icy gleam over the city let him know winter was starting.
The break up had been brutal. Mikado had witnessed it by accident, and to Izaya's shame the Dollar's leader had seen him cry.
That was four years ago, and they still traded texts every once in a while.
Shizuo had intended to completely cut off Izaya out of his life after the incident, but Shinra and Celty kept them close. Izaya had been able to form a new friendship with him, but it was based on the last break up's words. Words that now haunted Shizuo.
Izaya felt an ache again. Too deep. Too heavy. Cold, greedy, a feeling that came as a reminder when he was alone. He noticed the rings again. He always wore them. They were the engagement and wedding rings he and Shizuo had picked out. Four of them, silver in color.
Mikado had surprisingly became a friend after Izaya had cried. They had lunch a few times, even seen a movie in the months after the break up. The teen had felt responsible, and guilty saying sadly that he owed Izaya for everything. Izaya hated to admit that a stupid teen had helped him, back then he was a cruel man. Now, he thanked Mikado for being there.
Izaya had changed. He really had, and with out Shizuo in his life he would become nothing.
Nothing.
And then he remembered the name they had thought of. A beautiful name for their baby.
"Heiwajima... Yuuto." His fingers traced the kanji onto the window, and the ache deep inside of his heart got worse. '佑和'," Helping Harmony."
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Red: I updated early^^
Izaya: That hasn't happened in ages
Red:;-; I'm trying!
Izaya: Until next time...
