Shizuo was much happier now that he finally had clothes on (though Izaya was rather reluctant to give them back...), and decided that while Izaya went back to bed to ward off his hangover, Shizuo would snoop around a bit. Izaya's house was large, and Shizuo went to inspect the kitchen he was given permission to ransack(of which he had to go down two flights of stairs and a maze of corridors to find).

"Hello." A young girl in a yellow dog hoody greeted, swinging from a hanging bar above the door.

"H-hello." Shizuo stuttered. He didn't expect anyone to be home. Another girl with the same hair and eye color walked in the opposite doorway of the large kitchen, munching on a pop-tart. She nodded in Shizuo's direction and grunted, throwing the other girl a pop-tart as well, of which the girl caught behind her back with ease.

"Are you Shizuo? We've heard a lot about you. You're the only one our brother can't woo with his money! It drives him crazy!" The swinging girl giggled. "Keeps him off our backs though, huh Kururi?"

"Mhm." The girl nodded, munching quietly.

"I'm Mairu by the way! We're Izaya's sisters." Mairu said, continuing to swing dangerously on the rickety metal bar.

"Nice to meet you." Shizuo said meekly, he weaved his way between the girls and opted to just settle for a glass of water. He fumbled around for a glass until Kururi tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hn?" She grunted questioningly, handing him a glass.

"Thanks." He said a bit awkwardly, not knowing what to do with himself. He patted her on the head and filled the glass from the tap before downing it. He ended up having to fill it a good three times before his thirst was quenched. Another tap had Shizuo looking down again. This time Kururi brought Shizuo a banana.

"For your hangover." Mairu explained. "Izaya always has that look on his face in the mornings." She rolled her eyes, just as the metal bar lost its grip on the ceiling, and the whole thing came crashing down. Dust and plaster flew.

Shizuo didn't have time to think. He just blinked and his body had already reacted. Shizuo had caught the bar that Mairu was still firmly latched to, holding her an inch from the ground.

However, Kururi wasn't so well off.

"Kururi? Kururi!" Shizuo called frantically, picking Mairu up by her hood and placing her gently on the floor to dive into the rubble. He dug blindly until he heard a cough.

As Kururi emerged, climbing tiredly from the pile of rubble, Shizuo's heart stopped. She was already bruised up pretty bad, but still alive. That's all that mattered to Shizuo. She would probably hurt pretty bad in the morning. However, the racket had someone running down the corridor.

"Whoa, what happened here?" Izaya emerged panda-eyed from the doorway.

"You have the coolest boyfriend EVER!" Mairu jumped up excitedly. "The bar came loose again, you know the one that falls like—every week? He caught it! And I was still on it! It was like LIGHTNING fast! All I knew was I was falling and he was like BAM! Then he started looking for Kururi but I knew she'd be fine." Mairu went on. Izaya just half listened with a crazy look on his face. Like a predator who had just found the ideal prey.

"Well, Shizuo. It seems like you've done what I could never do." He chuckled. "You've impressed my sisters~!" He said, rustling Mairu's hair while she tried to squirm away from his death grip. Shizuo waved him away and went to inspect Kururi's injuries.

"Are you alright?" He asked gently. The quiet girl nodded meekly but winced when he picked her up princess-style. "She has a sprained ankle. Do you have a first aid kit I can have?" Shizuo questioned, already carrying the girl out to a couch he saw on the way here. He placed her down carefully and propped her ankle up with a pillow cushion. Izaya came back with the first aid kit and Shizuo kindly wrapped her ankle.

"...I can fix the ceiling if you want." Shizuo muttered. "If it keeps breaking you shouldn't hire the same people." He said, keeping his eyes on Kururi's ankle.

"Oh I couldn't do that without paying you back!" Izaya grinned, setting a trap for the unknowing Shizuo.

"Think of it as me paying you off for last night." He shrugged, cutting the bandage and tucking it cautiously as to not have it come loose. "You have to stay off your foot for a bit." He said to Kururi, who inclined her head humbly.

"That was on me, it would be rude to think of it as anything else." Izaya responded, trying to get Shizuo's attention focused back on him(Not that he was jealous or anything...). "How about this, I have an extra room you can stay in...and for payback you can be a live-in Handyman?"

"...If I can still learn to be a Bartender from Simon and go to school, it's a deal." Shizuo nodded.

"I don't see how that would be a problem." Izaya purred, you could practically hear the trap snap shut as Shizuo signed away his freedom with a handshake.


Shizuo settled in later that day with one bag that contained all of his worldly possessions. Izaya let him fetch it as he wrote up some papers that would have Shizuo under their insurance without anything really formal. The room Izaya gave him was large, and conveniently had a door that attached itself to Izaya's room. The raven said it was so they could "discuss his contract" but Shizuo knew better. He snorted, if Izaya did try something he didn't like, he would just push him off. He was stronger than him.

"Who's stronger than who?" Izaya commented from behind Shizuo, making him jump.

"Just thinking out loud." Shizuo shook his head.

"Something makes me think you were talking about me~!" Izaya pouted. "I'm stronger than I look you know."

"I'll believe it when I see it." Shizuo stared disbelievingly. Izaya snorted.

"You dare question my abilities?" The raven said pompously. "Then let me prove it to you." He grinned, and in a swift motion he took Shizuo's head in his hands. Shizuo was so surprised that he could do nothing but place his hands on Izaya's chest as protest as Izaya connected their lips.

Suddenly everything melted.

Izaya deepened the kiss, twisting his tongue as the two smouldered in a heap of panting flesh. Shizuo tried to bite back a moan, and found his hands tangling themselves in Izaya's soft feather-like hair. Izaya rolled himself into Shizuo's growing hardness, making the both of them howl with pleasure. Izaya blinked, as if remembering himself, and placed a bite on Shizuo's lips. His eyes smiled as he pulled back, panting and wiping saliva from his mouth.

"There is a difference between physical and mental strength." He smirked, composing himself and leaving Shizuo in the hot mess the two created. Shizuo stared blankly into the spot he had occupied and fingered his lips that were attached to the black haired devil only seconds before.

Maybe he did like Izaya...

Chapter End


So I know it's a bit short, but hey, I like it. I think it is good right there. I mean, the story isn't done yet but the chapter is good right there. Not a cliffhanger, but keeps you all interested and stuff. Yeah.

Stuff.

Any errors please contact me,

An Insane Nobody