Pain, blood, hurt, agony, tears, rain, pain, blood, hurt, agony, tears, rain, Pain, Blood, Hurt, Agony, Tears, Rain, PAIN, BLOOD, HURT, AGONY, TEARS, RAIN!
"Itai…"
"Stop it…"
"NO!"
"Stop it!"
"STOP IT!"
The pain, the tears, broken thoughts, disconnected images. A black and grey world, splotches of red. Men, angry men, hurtful men, hurting him. Over and over and over…
No, what had he done to deserve such punishment? Was it his fault? No, it couldn't be. Then why was this happening. More pain, more blood, more tears.
Pain, blood, hurt, agony, tears, rain, pain, blood, hurt, agony, tears, rain, pain, blood, hurt, agony, tears, rain, pain, blood, hurt, agony, tears, rain, pain…
"STOP!"
Pain…
"Stop!"
Blood…
"It hurts…"
Hurt…
"Why…"
Agony…
"No…"
Tears…
"Itai…"
Rain…
"Stop…"
Silence…
Izaya jolted awake. Sweat matted his hair, his flesh crawled, breathes raced with his heart. Where was he? Where was he? WHERE WAS HE?
Suddenly he caught sight of the person next to him. Shizuo… He was at Shizuo's house… Shizuo had saved him… He was safe.
He took a deep breath and crawled out of the bed, unable to stay still any longer. It was still night but he knew that sleep was now an unattainable dream. Light, he wanted light.
Making his way to the bathroom, he focused on calming his still furiously beating heart. He trapped himself within the small space of the bathroom, turning on the lights. His shoulders relaxed as the florescent lights played shadows over him. He hopped onto the counter, pulling his legs into his chest and hugging himself.
That dream, or rather that memory, still haunted him though the lights had greatly calmed him. His eyes wandered to the shower. Hot water, yeah, that would do the trick.
He hopped off of the counter and stripped himself of his clothing, letting them fall to the ground, before taking a quick shower. Once done with that he filled the tub and sunk in with a deep sigh. He hadn't had a bath in years. The hot water swirled in lazy circles around him. This was just what he needed, yet…
The dream still rested heavily on his mind. He drew his knees to him once again and submerged his lips in the water, pouting while blowing bubbles. Unconsciously he raised a hand to his ear and rubbed the base softly. A large cross was burned into the skin, still paining him. Damn those bastards…
Unable to stand being alone with his thoughts anymore he rose and grabbed a towel. One look at the clothes carelessly thrown to the floor was enough to convince him of their uselessness. He thought about going into Shizu~chan's room, but decided not to wake the slumbering giant.
He wished he wasn't so picky, but even though he was a whore he was unbelievably clean. His clients had become accustomed to him stealing their showers once they were done with business. Even clothes that had been worn once disgusted him. Oh well.
Wrapping the towel around his waist he made his way to the kitchen. The clock read 6_ 57 am. Close enough to morning, right? He sighed and made his way to the fridge. Even though he was particularly hungry he was sure Shizuo was and since he wasn't giving him his body he might as well cook something for the man who had saved him.
He found flour, eggs, milk, water, butter, and salt. All the makings for crepes! S quick search also revealed a small pan. He heated up the pan, and while doing so decided to make a strawberry glaze and melted chocolate as toppings. The strawberries were in the fridge and the chocolate chips were in the cupboard. Both were pulled out and transformed into new formed while he began crepes.
Soon he had finished the mean. He arranged the crepes into triangle, placing a small pile of strawberries in each one, and slightly overlapped them in a circle. From there he grabbed a thin strainer and placed in some powdered sugar, which he distributed over the crepes, followed by a soft drizzling of chocolate and strawberry glaze. The leftover strawberries were cut and arranged into soft flower, three in all; one on the sides, off set from each other, and one in the middle.
He stepped away from his creation with a satisfied sighed. Though he loved to cook his job couldn't pay for it, besides, he also had to keep his figure. Of course, he decided this was a special occasion.
Since Shizuo didn't seem to be up yet he grabbed the plate and headed towards the bedroom, armed with a fork. He paused at the door, realizing he was in a towel, and then decided he didn't care. He softly knocked on the door before letting himself in.
As expected Shizuo was still asleep. He set down his platter on the desk and crawled into the bed. From there he made his way until he was face to face with the blonde.
"Shizu-chan~!" he called softly. "Shizu-chan~!" the said male grunted before mumbling something.
"Wake up, I have a surprise for you," he cooed. A few seconds later those dreamy coffee colored eyes opened, peeking at the world under long lashes and filled with a haze of sleep that made them seem as though they were once again that of a child's. He had to bite his lip and force a blush down at the sight of those eyes. Never, in all of his years, had he seen eyes as adorable as those.
Those eyes, in question, blinked once before coming to alertness. "What the hell?!" Shizuo yelled, sitting up straight and dislodging him.
He laughed at the other reaction before sitting up.
"Made you breakfast," he grabbed the plate and placed it in Shizuo's lap.
"Huh?" Shizuo asked. "Um, thanks,"
"It's nothing," he handed Shizuo the fork.
"Um," Shizuo stared at the plate. "This looks delicious and all and smells even better but, what the hell is it?"
"Those are crepe's filled with sliced strawberries then dusted with a hint of powdered sugar followed by a drizzling of strawberry glaze and melted chocolate." He watched Shizuo's reaction, laughing when he saw the blonde nearly drooling.
"Holy…" Shizuo said. "That must have taken some time."
He shrugged. "I had time,"
"What time where you up at?"
"Aw, that doesn't matter." He gestured to the plate. "Aren't you going to eat?"
Shizuo looked down, as though remembering that there was food. He watched as the blonde took the first bite. Shizuo's face went through several different phases of delight.
"This is delicious," the blonde expressed.
"Glad you like it," he beamed, feeling pleased with himself.
Shizuo suddenly looked over at him with a critical eye.
"What?" he questioned.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Shizuo asked.
He shrugged. "Not really hungry,"
The blonde sighed. "You barely ate anything yesterday, you need to eat."
"But," he started to protest, but was cut off abruptly by a fork being shoved into his face. Sighing, he took the food and ate it.
"There we go," Shizuo said. "That's a good kitty,"
Just to milk it up he purred seductively, creeping closer to the blonde. "I could be a bad little kitty too," The blonde blushed again and thrust a fork at him.
"Shut up and eat,"
He laughed and took once again of the food. The continued the rest of the meal like this, Shizuo feeding the other. It was only after they had cleaned the plate that Shizuo noticed Izaya's lack of clothing.
"Why the hell are you in a towel?" Shizuo exclaimed.
Izaya looked down, "Oh, I took a shower,"
"That doesn't explain why you're only in a towel," he said.
Izaya shrugged. "I dunno, food porn?"
Sudden heat flushed throughout him. "W-what!?" he stuttered.
Izaya laughed, smirking. "Well, I did make you breakfast in just a towel."
Oh dear god, why were this images assaulting him!? He hung his head in reddening shame. Why, of all the people he could have saved, did it have to be this slut? Why?!
"What happened to the clothes you took?" he finally asked.
"They were dirty."
"You only wore them to sleep."
"They were still dirty!"
He sighed and got up, stalking over to his closet. Inside he found some slacks that he had outgrown and a white button up shirt. The shirt was way too large for Izaya and the slacks had to be fastened with a belt, which also had to have additional holes made, but he got the stick of a boy dressed.
"There," he said, satisfied with his work. Izaya glared at him.
"These are way too big!" Izaya growled.
"We're going shopping today, so don't worry,"
Izaya sighed again, folding his arms and pouting like a child. A small gasp came from those pouting lips and the arms fell away, only to come back and clutch at that skinny chest.
"What's wrong?" he demanded.
Izaya grunted and looked up, "I'm fine," yet his face was creased with pain.
"No, you're not." He said. "Come one, we're taking you to Shinra's, should've done it yesterday," then more to himself. "Would have saved me a hell of a lot of trouble."
"Who is Shinra's?" was the guaranteed response.
"A friend of mine, black market doctor," he said as he led the raven from the apartment and into the city.
"So none of this will go on any official records?"
He looked at the other in surprise. What an odd and very scary question. What was this boy afraid of?
"Um, no, no paperwork even has to be done,"
"Good," Izaya said with a nod.
"Why don't you want any paperwork?" he couldn't help his curiosity. Thank god he was not a cat!
Izaya shrugged. "Ah, well, I'm supposed to be dead. Or at least legally."
"What?!" he exploded, only to be cut off as he noticed that they have arrived at Shinra's place. He knocked on the door, which opened at his touch.
"Shizuo!" Shinra exclaimed. "I saw you coming from the window. I thought it was too good to be true. Have you finally agreed to let me examine you? Who is this? A lawyer? He seems awfully young, and pretty cute. Maybe he's your boyfriend? Am I right Shizuo? I bet I am. I'm right, aren't I? Huh? Shizuo? Shizuo? Shizuo" Shi-"
"SHUT UP!" he screamed, unable to take it anymore. "Come on Izaya, we're leaving this idiot alone!"
He jerked Izaya, only to have the other boy double over in pain. Damn…
"What's wrong?" Shinra asked, actually sounding like an adult.
"It's nothing, just my chest…" Izaya said weakly. Suddenly he coughed, blood stained his pale hand.
"Nothing?" Shinra questioned. "Well, it looks like that nothing can kill you. Come with me, I'll give you a once over, make sure everything's alright."
"O…kay…" Izaya agreed, letting Shinra drag him into the apartment. He looked up to see a woman in black pajamas and… no head! He must be sicker than he thought. Hallucinating and such.
He paused and Shinra quickly followed his gaze. "Oh, that's Celty by the way, my wife,"
"She has no head," he stated, feeling like an idiot but shocked. "No head…?"
Shinra tugged at his hand, leading him into another room, leaving Shizuo with the headless girl.
"Celty's a dullahan. In other words, an Irish grim reaper," Shinra informed him before sitting him down on a table and grabbing a bag. "Here, lay down." He did as he was told, watching as Shinra produced a multitude of deadly looking weapons. Just as a precaution, he checked to make sure his pocketknife was safely tucked away inside his pocket.
"So, I'm just going to check your lungs and such," Shinra said. "Can you tell what exactly happened so I can figure out what exactly to make sure is alright?"
He shrugged and looked away, jumping slightly as the cold metal of the stethoscope brushed his chest. "Gangbanger…" he muttered softly.
Shinra stuck a wooden stick in his mouth. "Ah,"
He did as he was told as Shinra continued the examination. His lungs, throat, neck, reflexes, and back were all checked. By the end he found he had three broken ribs and a slightly torn shoulder.
"Okay," Shinra said once he was patched up. "I hope you're okay with others seeing you naked because I need you to undress."
He nodded, stripping himself quickly, keeping the pocketknife in his hand. Shinra noticed the knife and laughed slightly.
"Jumpy, I see,"
He shrugged, but did nothing to deflect that accusation. Shinra first checked his ass, poking around a bit, then turned his attention to the front.
"Wow, that must have hurt," Shinra observed, talking about the burn marks down there. He shrugged but cringed slightly. They had hurt like a bitch!
Shinra rubbed his hands together, nodding as the examination came to an end.
"So doc," he said. "Am I going to live?"
"Well," Shinra said. "You should. I don't see any signs of herpes or any other of those sexually transmitted diseases. You do have torn anal thought. Nothing major that should heal in about a week. I'll give you some lotion to help the healing and ease the pain, alright. Other than that, you have the ribs and the thousands of others small injuries that you already know about. So, looks like you should live!"
"Thanks doc," he smiled as he redressed. "By the way, could you 'forget' to mention any of this to Shizu-chan?"
"Shizu-chan?" Shinra echoed. "Wait! You mean Shizuo?! Oh, um sure. May I ask why?"
"He kind of saved my life and I would feel bad if he had to think that he had to take care of me longer because I'm hurt," he shrugged. For some reason he didn't want to take advantage of the blonde. SO far the blonde was the only one who had showed him any compassion without a price since he disappeared.
Shinra shrugged and led him from the room. "Good enough for me,"
In the living room Shizuo was chatting with the headless chick. Or rather the headless chick was typing on a phone and Shizuo was responding. He felt a shudder run down his back. She was headless... enough said.
"Oh," Shizuo looked up to see that they had entered the room, "You guys down."
"Yup," Shinra beamed. "I patched up your little boyfriend just for you Shizu-chan~!"
He watched in amusement as Shizuo leapt from the couch and punched Shinra into the next room. Poor doctor.
"Shut up you bastard!" Shizuo yelled.
"But your boyfriend calls you that! Why can't I?" Shinra whined. How the doctor was able to talk after that hit was beyond him.
"He is not my boyfriend!" Shizuo was pissed now. He could practically see steams rising from those blonde locks.
"Shizu-chan and… what's your name?" Shinra asked, cutting off mid song for that question.
"Hibiya," he lied, not wanting anyone to know his real name.
"Shizu-chan and Hibiya sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g! First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage!"
Shizuo spun around and roughly grabbed him by the wrist. "Let's get out of here."
He ignored the sudden pain that flared in his chest and nodded. "Alright,"
Once back out on the streets they slowed to a walk. He stood a little behind Shizuo, just in case.
"So, Hibiya, did you decided Izaya was too boring a name for you?" Shizuo asked, almost sounding bitter.
He shrugged, looking down at the ground. "I don't like people to know my real name." he ran into Shizuo's halted back and looked up, wondering what was going on.
"Is Izaya a fake name too?" Shizuo asked.
"Huh?" he knitted his eyebrows, unable to understand the frustration in Shizuo voice.
"What do you mean?"
"What other names do you have? Do you even have a real name?" Shizuo let out a sudden barking laugh that sent him into the air. "You are a prostitute. You probably have a new name for every person who fucks you up; if they even ask for a name that is!"
"What's wrong with you?" he asked, unable to understand this sudden mood swing.
Shizuo fell into a dead silence before answering, asking a question that left him wide eyed and speechless. "Just who the hell are you?"
Alright, so I hope you all absolutely love it X3 Sorry about the whole 'food porn' it's a bit of an inside joke with my family but I hope you can still find the humor in it! Sorry for the little cliff hanging. I'll try and update soon!
Chelsea619: But dirty kitties are freakin' adorable XD Even if they are a bit naughty!
kokochi: Yup, our little Shizu-chan is still a virgin XD Though I don't think Izaya will let him be one for long...
chi-lin: Personally, I have no idea where this is going either. Every time I hop into Izaya's POV he yanks me all over the place until he gets what he wants! So far nothing in this chapter was planned out... Looks like you'll just get to sit back and enjoy the ride^^
.71192: Ahhh, a lot of things happened to Izaya when he was younger. This chapter goes a bit further into depth and there will be more about Izaya's childhood in the near chapters!
tazssj: I hoped you've liked this chapter then!
