Title: - In too deep and under the spray Part one
Rating: - M
Pairing: - Izaya x Shizuo (Izuo)
Disclaimer: - I don't own Durarara
Warnings: Izaya.
Summary: - Everyone had always wondered why Shizuo liked going to the pool so much, then again they asked themselves how it was possible he and Izaya had ended up together.
Shinra laughed seeing the look on Izaya's face. "What's wrong with you? I thought you wanted to come?" Today he wasn't wearing his full clothes. He had a pair of swimming trunks on, still wearing his lab coat. He was lounging next to his beloved Celty, who looked perfect in her black shadow bikini. Izaya for once wasn't wearing his signature fur jacket, instead he was wearing black swim shorts.
He had been paid extra from Shiki, his main objective had been to admire his beloved's body. Seeing the look on his friend's face was extra. He had invited them to a resort. He and Celty, Izaya and Shizuo. Izaya had immediately been against the idea, while Shizuo couldn't be happier. As soon as Shizuo had agreed, Izaya had no choice in the matter, because surprisingly his two friends were together. Not enemies, not friends, but lovers.
Izaya turned scowling at him. "Shut up, Shinra. Why did you invite Shizu-chan?" Shinra smiled, shrugging his shoulders. "Why did you let him come?" He watched as the informant's eyes narrowed, one glaring at him, but the other was staring off at something else. "He's been stressed lately and he likes swimming." Shinra opened his mouth, but his attention was lost. He followed his friend's gaze, which was as usual fixated on the blond.
He had to admit even he was jealous of the blond. His body was near perfection, he looked down at his own scrawny form, Shizuo had the height, the lithe build, the only mark scaring that chest was the one Izaya had created when he had first introduced him. They had come a long way, now here they were watching Shizuo with that model form, in tight black swimming trunks, small white marks down the side. Everyone was staring at him, eating him with their eyes.
It was why Izaya was getting angry. He had to watch his lover being flirted with, he had counted, so far it had been eight women and now a man, he heard the familiar sound, Izaya's blade made once opened. "Izaya. Where are you going?" There was a dangerous look in his eyes. "How dare they touch my Shizu-chan." Shinra sighed, leaning back on his beach chair, next to his beloved Celty.
He glanced at both Izaya and Shizuo wondering how it had happened. He never got an answer, Izaya would smirk, opening his mouth to tell him how he seduced 'his Shizu-chan', each time the blond would blush and cover his mouth. Shinra sighed, instead turning his attention to his bikini clad girlfriend. "Celty, my beloved. Would you like me to rub sunscreen on your back?" He had expected the jab to the ribs.
Back to school
"We will be including swimming in this years sports day." A few in the class groaned as the teacher made the announcement. "Those who haven't entered any events, will be entered in this one." A certain blond student paled, he hadn't entered any of the other events in fear of harming his classmates. There was no way he could be entered in the swimming, the main reason was that he... couldn't swim. He felt the room shift as he watched his name being written down.
His parents had taken him to the pool a few times, but each time he had lost his temper, ending up with him leaving or being thrown out, or at that age, being taken to the hospital. It was the same, when he went with the school, some of his classmates had pissed him off. He hadn't learnt a thing. And now he was stuck. He waited for the bell to ring, everyone filing out of the classroom. "Sir, can I take part in one of the other events?"
His teacher shook his head. "The line ups have been done. If there's a problem, you need to let me know about..." He opened his mouth, noticing the annoyance he called a flea, looking in through the window. Instantly, he was away from the teacher and through the window, chasing after his enemy. It was only halfway through the chase, he realised he had lost his chance. "Iiiizaaaayaaaaa"
That left him with two options, he could pretend to be sick, or try and learn how to swim, without anyone knowing. He chose the latter. Luckily he had his senpai Tom, the only one who had given him real advice, knew the owner. Leaving the keys to the blond, so he could use the pool at night, the owner didn't know he couldn't swim, he had just told them he needed to practice. So there he was in his swimming trunks and goggles, staring down at the large body of water. Shizuo carefully placed them over his eyes, gripping the rail as he climbed into the warm water. There were two pools, one was for children and people that couldn't swim, the other was much larger, for more experienced swimmers.
The water came up to just below his waist. Lowering his body, he tried to remember what he had been told to do when he was younger. He moved to the edge of the pool, grabbing onto the side, slowly letting his body relax, his legs behind him. He counted to three before lowering his head into the water. After a count to five in his head, he shot back up. Moving back to his original position, he did the same again, this time kicking his legs.
His parents thought he had been staying at a friends and warned him not to stay up to late, he still had school to attend. The first night wasn't so bad, the second he was slightly tired and the third, he was asleep in class, his text book hiding him from view. His temper dared someone to try and wake him. But it was catching up with him and he was still having trouble learning to swim.
He had learned the basics, but everyone would see how much of a week swimmer he was. Tomorrow night he would try the bigger pool and stay in the shallow end. Shizuo sighed, climbing out, letting the water drip from his body. He had been given full use of everything, including the showers. Pushing the button, he stepped underneath the spray, pulling off his swimming trunks.
Shizuo ran his fingers through his hair, seeing the faded blond. He would need to redo it soon. Grabbing his wash cloth, he froze hearing a loud noise. When there was nothing else he turned back to shower, after all everyone saw him as a monster, he was strong enough to handle himself. His blood turned to ice as he heard the door open, he spun around, seeing no one there.
Damn it, there was no one there, he was hearing things. Shizuo turned back around, his blood turning to ice in his veins as he felt a hot breath against the back of his neck. He didn't scream, but he did jump and shudder, slowly turning around. A groan leaving his throat wishing it had been a ghost, or maybe a burglar. "Hello, Shizu-chan. Why are you here?" No such luck.
