A/N: The title for the last chapter was a mistake heh heh...(rubs head sheepishly) I changed the title of the story right before I uploaded it and forgot to change that...Anyway~ A huge thanks to Sachi-sama who reviewed the first chapter! Also sorry Tsuki is WAAAAY OOC! shame faced but I have a reason!
Un-freaking-believable. In the span of a few minutes the idiot had managed to wander off, Roppi was fuming. Not only that, but he had forgotten to put on some clothes (aside from his boxers and socks) but it seemed like none of the females really minded.
"It would've helped if Tsuki had mentioned it!" Roppi snapped at thin air. Quickly he zipped up his jacket (which was the only thing he had grabbed beside his wallet) and backtracked down the street that they had come from. He peeked through every alley and sighed when he saw no Tsuki in sight.
Faintly he had noticed the fading sun, he felt a trickle of dread as he began to search in a frantic frenzy. If Shizuo found out that he had lost his cousin his ass would be grass and Shizuo was the lawnmower. Swallowing, he braced himself for his incoming demise if he didn't find that boy. Was dying by Shizuo's hand really that bad? It would painful, no doubt it would be, but would it be quick? Most likely not.
"Damn Izaya for making me bring this kid along!" Roppi cursed and kicked at a trash bin. The curfew was less than an hour away and he still didn't get anything to eat! Not to mention he was still kind of weak from the ordeal earlier, but he wouldn't admit that. As an Orihara, you never ever admit weakness. That's what he was taught, along with his cousin and sempai Izaya.
"Roppi-chan!" God damn it all! Just what he needed, said Orihara was prancing about the sidewalk with (Roppi's temper was barely in check) the blushing blonde boy. Tsuki had two bags with him, one filled with groceries and the other was filled with oil paint. The exact same kind he had managed to splatter all over himself.
Tentatively he held out the bag of paint and looked away with a slightly darker blush than before. Izaya had a grin so big it would put the Cheshire cat to shame. Roppi didn't mind when Tsuki latched onto his jacket sleeve, however it seemed that Izaya had noticed.
"Ne ne Roppi-chan! Why are you out here in only the jacket I gave you? Oh! Look at your legs, do you shave them? How feminine of you, Roppi-chan." Izaya grinned and bent over so he could look properly at Roppi's leg. Despite himself, Roppi blushed and shoved Izaya's head away. It was his deepest, darkest secret that had everything to do with Izaya (not the legs, that was for comfort reasons). Truthfully, when they both were young (Roppi was nine and Izaya was eleven) Roppi had somewhat of a crush on his elder cousin. He knew it was sick and weird, and soon he had downplayed it as a game. A game that little children played, like house or cops and robbers, nothing special. Most like a cousin pretending to marry another cousin, key word pretending (he had actually heard horror stories about Americans breeding with their cousins, how revolting!).
"Anyway, Roppi-chan~! I found Tsukishima in the art store muttering about oil paint, I became worried and asked him where you were." Izaya smirked.
"Y-yeah, Orihara-san found me and helped me decide which paint to get for you! He also helped me find my way back to you. Plus when we were walking back I saw this store and bought the things you needed for food and stuff for the bathroom." With that Tsuki had shoved the bag of paints fully into Roppi's arms.
Roppi grabbed the bag before more paint could be wasted, Izaya watched them with interest and grinned.
"It seems the two of you are nicely acquainted, ne? Well, I would love to stay and chat but I've to meet the brute at the movies. Ja ne! Oh and PS. Roppi-chan! I'm wondering if you're wearing those frilly red and black girl panties I got you for your birthday under that jacket? Seeing you in the clothes I pick out for you send a chill up my spine~!" Izaya chided and began to sprint to the movie complex, laughing like a madman. Roppi stood there in a fuming rage, wishing he had Shizuo's strength so he could chuck a few choice objects at his sempai.
"Come on!" Roppi snarled at his kohai.
"And don't let go of my jacket!" To that harsh statement Tsuki only smiled.
"Never sempai." Tsuki grinned and true to his words didn't let go of Roppi's jacket, admiring the boy's black, silky looking hair. Roppi was quite beautiful, he had heard his cousin say something along the lines of all of the Oriharas were beautiful, including the men. Though Tsuki knew he wouldn't admit to Izaya, Heiwajimas were known for their pride and their strength. Even Tsuki obtained that infamous strength, though he rarely used it seeing as he was rarely angry. One thing was clear to him about his strength, he wouldn't ever use it on Roppi. Even if Roppi was strangling him with his own two hands.
They both pushed passed the double doors and Roppi wasted no time striding up the stairs to where another mishap, well, happened.
Roppi groaned in extreme irritation at who he saw in the hallway leaning upon he door. What was with him? Didn't he get the message that enough was enough? Tsuki gazed down at his sempai with confusion, he craned his neck to see a man with dark hair leaning upon their dorm door. Why was he there? Was he a friend of Roppi's? If so then why was Roppi hiding?
"Roppi-sempai?" He whispered quietly. Roppi turned around and shushed him, his eyes wide and angry.
"Shh, go back to the common room, I'll take care of this." Roppi sighed quietly and motioned for Tsuki to go away. Tsuki did so but only retreated to the end of the hallway. No way was he leaving Roppi alone with this guy. Once he saw that Roppi had left his perch he slowly walked back to the corner he was hiding before.
The man's face lit up once he saw Roppi, said teenager grimaced at the sheer adoration and sick over-protectiveness the man had etched across his face.
"Roppi, do you know how long I've been waiting here?" Shiki asked, sliding a hand around Roppi's waist. Roppi sighed and shoved the hand away, he backed up a little and held his hands up in defense.
"Look Shiki, I know I told you to never come back. Ever. I meant it when I said that, I'm done with you." Roppi hissed. Shiki only smirked and crept closer to Roppi.
"I know you were angry when you said those things. Come on Roppi, I haven's had any for weeks!" Shiki sighed in fake irritation, Roppi saw through his lie already and narrowed his eyes.
"Look, it was a joke when Izaya set me up with you, don't you get that? I never loved you, in fact, I hated you, detested your sick being. I wished you dead when you had me crushed into your arms. You sicken me. You better be glad that I broke it off before I carried out my plans to kill you, sick fuck." Roppi smirked, his hand edging closer to his hidden knife. His eyes widened a fraction when his fingers met cold air. Damn it! Tsuki had removed that to! Still, Roppi didn't let go of his bravado. Shiki was stupid, a good bluff could send him away.
"Lies!" Shiki barked and grabbed Roppi's wrists and held them against the wall. His face dissolved into a smile once again, it was fake and sleazy. Roppi felt sick, was it going to happen again? He closed his eyes and scowled. Stupid human, he needed to be taught his place in Roppi's life! He would squash him like the ant he was.
"We both know you need me Roppi, your pride just gets in the damned way all the time!" His voice started out soft but it rose in volume until he was screaming in Roppi's face. Roppi reminded himself to kill Izaya for setting him up all those months ago with this pedophile. Shiki had to be in his twenties while Roppi was only fifteen. Fourteen when he met this creep, all because Izaya wanted to prank him. Really, Roppi wanted to end it as quick as he could, being fourteen he believed it was too creepy and too early. It didn't stop Shiki and he soon found himself going out with Shiki a lot more, he was lonely, what could he say? Soon it turned more than that of an innocent relationship, Shiki had pressured Roppi into doing something he wasn't comfortable with at all. Namely, he had forced Roppi to have sex with him, or else Izaya would be terminated from his job and wiped off the face of the Earth by his Awakusu ties.
Using his affection for Izaya against him, typical human.
Roppi bit his lip in agitation, it was Shiki's perfect chance. He was defenseless and practically naked, he was in a real bind.
"Let him go. Now." Could it be? Roppi opened his eyes and saw the shaking form of Tsuki. Whether in fear or anger, Roppi could only guess, he is related to the monster of Ikebukuro after all. Shiki turned around and sneered at the blonde boy.
"Who are you? His new boyfriend?" He hissed. Tsuki faintly blushed but didn't look away. He wanted to kill this bastard!
"Well, he's mine! No matter what he or others say. He is mine!" Shiki snarled and pushed his lips to Roppi's, said boy tried to kick him but it was useless.
Tsuki growled in anger, the Heiwajima in him was overshadowing his senses. His whole frame was shaking in anger as he saw them both liplock. He stormed up to the two and violently threw Shiki off of Roppi.
"If I were you I would stay away from Roppi-sempai! If I ever find you with him, I'll hurt you so bad!" Tsuki screamed and shoved Roppi into their shared dorm room. He slammed the door and gasped, tears were quickly sliding down his eyes as he went to wipe them away.
"What the hell? I thought I told you to stay in the common room!" Roppi reprimanded.
"He was going to hurt you, Roppi-sempai." Tsuki insisted.
"JUST SHUT UP AND GO TO BED!" Roppi screeched and shoved Tsuki towards their shared bedroom.
"Where will you sleep?" Tsuki still questioned as he caught himself before he could fall.
"On the couch. Out!" Roppi hissed, Tsuki obediently left to the bedroom.
Roppi threw himself on the couch and fought to keep from screaming. Sure he should be thankful, but he was weak, weakness was not tolerated with the Oriharas and Roppi was no different. He despised weakness. Humans were weak. It was humiliating to be dragged as low as being rescued by a human. Sickening and frustrating.
To say Roppi was livid was an understatement, his whole being excluded hatred for the blonde until he came to the realization that maybe, just maybe, it was Izaya's fault for dragging him into this mess with Shiki. Yup, someone was going to die in the morning whether it be Tsuki or Izaya, he didn't mind.
With that thought he drifted into blankness and fell asleep on the black couch.
A/N: I know I haven't updated, I was sick for the last two days and I was SO PISSED! Also, my brother is leaving for school in another town and it's all a big mess! So I won't be updating for a while in the next four weeks. I'm taking up my brother's responsibilities and hanging around my mother a whole lot more (which cuts into my writing/sims time). Sadly, I never really went places with my parents so they're milking this situation to the max. I'm really sorry! Seriously I am, tears are glistening in my eyes and-Shoot! One just fell. On a lighter note, I was playing the sims while I was sick (I couldn't concentrate on writing due to the immense pain I was in) and I made a Roppi-simmy and a Tsuki-simmy. When Tsuki went to propose, he dropped the ring onto the floor, though Roppi-simmy still said yes! XD I might make a one shot of that because it was soo gosh darn cute! Even I squealed and giggled! Though after giggling like a maniac I was racked with severe hip and side pain that I thought I was either going to faint or that they were contractions (which is retarded because I'm not *active like that).