Title: A Twisted Sense of Altruism
Rating: M
Pairing: Shizuo x Izaya, Izaya x Psyche
Prompt (DRRR!Kinkmeme): Abused!Roppi is found by Izaya who takes him home and cares for him. When Roppi starts meeting with Shizuo, angst, drama and fluff will follow.
Disclaimer: Don't own Durarara! or the characters ^^''
AN: Chapter 2 is a short .-. Sorry it's so tiny xD More on the way soon~
"I'm going to go get some food. I'll be right back. You probably haven't eaten in a while…" Izaya said, distracted as he hurriedly tapped a message into his cell phone. "You'll be fine by yourself. The door locks automatically, and I'll be back within an hour."
The boy's face tensed. He was clearly uncomfortable with the other leaving but didn't seem to want to say so. Izaya noticed this, but didn't feel like complying. He was hungry and he had promised himself fatty tuna tonight. With a quick 'good-bye,' he grabbed his wallet, his room key, and strolled out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
When he returned an hour later, Izaya found the boy sitting in the exact same place he had been when he left the room.
"Have you been sitting in that spot since I left?" Izaya asked.
The boy nodded calmly, followed by a sigh from the taller man.
'This kid's insane… So weird, so weird…'
As promised, Izaya brought back food from the sushi restaurant he had been eyeing since he passed it on his way back from the airport the previous day. Plopping down on the bed, he reached into the bag and pulled out the packaged sushi, opening it up to enjoy the delicious scent that wafted through the room. He had made sure to buy as many different kinds as he could, curious as to which one the boy would pick, and as he opened each box, he realized he had probably bought far too much.
When all the five boxes of sushi were open and spread out on the bed, Izaya asked the boy to pick one. At first, a look of confusion appeared on the boy's face, but Izaya impatiently repeated the question, adding hand motions to help the boy understand. Finally, the boy hesitantly pointed to a kappamaki roll. Izaya watched with interest, but the boy didn't pick it up, he simply continued to point at the cheapest and most simple of all the sushi purchased.
"Go on, take it," Izaya stared at the boy, motioning with his finger. When the boy finally reached for it, he brought it in front of Izaya's mouth and held it there instead. Izaya's eyes were filled with amusement at the boy's strangeness. He quickly snatched the kappamaki from his hand and brought it to the boy's mouth, forcefully pressing it against his lips until he allowed them to part slightly. Izaya then proceeded to shove it into his mouth with a playful smile, satisfied when the boy allowed himself to be fed.
'It's like I just got a new dog~' the informant smirked.