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Chapter 4

Shinra was a tad confused when he finally met up with Izaya, Shizuo no where to be found. He frowned a bit, glancing at the raven. "Where's Shizuo?"

"His father took him home," Izaya replied with a small shrug. "And just when things were getting good..."

"His dad, "Shinra froze in place, eyes wide. Izaya looked at him and Shinra groaned. "Damn it...! Izaya, I told you to behave with him before you met him, didn't I?"

Izaya raised an elegant eyebrow. "What's the big deal? All I did was play with him, Shinra."

Shinra bit his lip and then shook his head. "Nothing, it's nothing."

Izaya shrugged it off, following the brunett male down the street. He wondered, though, exactly what the deal with Shizuo's dad was. Shizuo had seemed almost scared when he saw him and even Shinra seemed worried; was there something he didn't know that Shinra wasn't going to tell him? Whatever the reason, he had a strong feeling it was something between only Shizuo and Shinra, and most likely Celty, and he wouldn't be finding out anytime soon. He would just have to figure it out on his own.

He was good with finding things out, after all.

Shizuo plopped in his chair, sighing as he stared out the class room window the next day. Absently, his thumb ran over his wrist under his sleeve and he felt himself frown, resting his head on the cool desk.

He could hear two voice, one being Shinra's and the other being none other than Izaya's.

Just lovely.

"Shizuo!" Shinra skipped over, masking his worry with a smile, considering Izaya was there. "Hey, you look tired."

Shizuo slowly looked up, frowning. He glanced at Izaya, who stared back at him with a curious look. Shizuo huffed a bit, turning away silently. Shinra held back a sigh. Izaya, however, smirked and leaned over Shizuo's desk. "Aw, what's the matter Shizu-Chan?"

Shizuo sighed, still not looking at the other male. "Go to Hell."

"Ouch," Izaya murmured, huffing a bit. "I come all the way to your class to talk to you and you're being so rude!"

"No one told you to come," Shizuo snapped, turning to the raven with a searing glare. "Now get the hell away from me."

"Izaya, you should go," Shinra agreed, flinching when the raven haired male threw him a harsh yet curious glare. "I-i mean you d-don't wanna be late for class, right?!"

Izaya seemed to pout a little. "Good point...ah, i'll just see you two at lunch! Bye~"

When the raven walked out of the room, Shizuo sent a heated glare at Shinra. "I'm going to murder him, Shinra, I promise you that."

"He isn't that bad," Shira began, frowning. "He's just-"

"He got me in trouble!" Shizuo growled out, fists shaking in anger. "My parents were beyond pissed...and my dad...!"

Shinra sighed a bit, looking away. "...What do you want me to do, Shizuo? Explain your situation to him?"

"Hell no," Shizuo spat, eyes narrowed. He huffed in annoyance, leaning back in his chair. "...Tell the bastard to get off my case or something; he pisses me off and I can't control my reactions around him. If he keeps pissing me off, I'm going to get in serious trouble, Shinra; my parents are mad enough about yesterday."

"I can't control him, dude," Shinra hissed lowly, sitting at his desk. "And if I say something he'll never leave me alone until I spill it and I'm sure you don't want that."

Shizuo rolled his eyes, letting out a small sigh. "...The more trouble he gets me into, the more blood I lose; think of it like that."

Shinra turned to the blonde with wide eyes but the bell rang, cutting off any retort he had in mind. He looked away from Shizuo as students piled in, a frown on his lips. This time around, class seemed to drag on, endless. Even Shinra was a bit annoyed at the slow pace, tapping his pencil on his desk. Shizuo listened to the tapping for ten minutes before growling and snatching the pencil away.

Shinra blinked. "Hey..."

"You're pissing me off," Shizuo warned in a heated whisper. "Knock it off." He tossed the pencil back at his friend, looking away.

Shinra couldn't help but sigh; Shizuo was falling to that dark place yet again. It made him sad, but at the same time he couldn't help but blame himself; it had been his fault, sort of, at least. He had been the one to introduce him to Izaya, who had then gotten Shizuo in trouble...

Lunch rolled around after what felt like centuries, and Shizuo stood from his desk and stared blankly at Shinra. "That bastard seriously eating with us?"

Shinra hesitated before nodding with a small smile. "Yes, sorry. But, on the brightside, I have my dad's amazing pork for lunch which means you do too!"

Shizuo sighed and walked past him, hands in his pockets. "Whatever, let's go."

Shinra followed his silent friend and they made it to the roof, Shizuo plopping down and pulling out a cigarette. Shina sat beside him, his two bentos in his lap. They sat there, neither of them moving; they were waiting for Izaya to make an appearance.

And, as if on cue, Izaya barged onto the roof, a smile on his face as he carried his own bento. He spotted Shinra and Shizuo and grinned wider. "Well, hello there."

Shizuo huffed and stared up at the sky, taking a drag of his cigarette as Izaya plopped on the concrete across from him. The raven haired male unwrapped his bento, smirking towards Shizuo. "You shouldn't smoke at school, Shizu-Chan."

Shizuo ignored the raven, staring up at the sky silently. Izaya frowned, not very big on the idea of being ignored, but he settled for breaking apart his chopsticks and eating his rice.

Shinra yawned a bit, handing Shizuo his bento. "Here."

Izaya watched as Shizuo took the bento, an eyebrow raised. Shinra brings Shizu-Chan his lunch? Isn't that usually what a parent does most of the time...?

"Thanks," Shizuo murmured, finishing off his cigarette and unwrapping his lunch.

Izaya ate his food, watching the blonde closely; something was definatly odd about Shizuo. He seemed different than he had been the day before, though Izaya couldn't place why. Well, he was quieter, for one, though he may have been quiet by nature anyhow. He seemed a bit more irritable, that was another thing.

However, Izaya didn't know why.

Now, Izaya hated not knowing things; it drove him up the wall. He finished up his lunch quickly, leaning back and watching as Shizuo ate.

Shizuo was all too aware of the crimson eyes locked on him and he gripped his chopsticks tighter. He chewed his food, slowly looking up to glare at the black haired male. Izaya stared right back, head tilted and lips twitching up into a smirk. Shizuo felt his eye twitch and he looked away, mentally slapping himself when he felt his cheeks dust a very light shade of pink.

He was not blushing.

Izaya didn't notice the blush, however, and leaned over to snatch Shizuo's bento out of his hands. Shizuo blinked. "Hey!"

"Izaya," Shinra hissed.

"My, my," Izaya murmured as he held the bento out in front of himself. "Shinra brings you lunch everyday, Shizu-Chan? That's adorable! Does he tie your shoes and brush your hair too?"

"Shut the hell up," Shizuo hissed, reaching for the bento. "Give me my damn food."

Izaya held the bento out of Shizuo's reach, smirking. "I'll give it back if you tell me why Shinra brings it to you; doesn't your mother make you lunch?"

Shinra bit his lip. "Izaya, seriosly..."

"Give it back," Shizuo snarled, reaching for the food yet again.

Izaya snickered and held the food up higher just as Shizuo plowed into him, topplging over from reaching out too far. The bento went flying, rice and pork raining down. Stunned, Shizuo froze on the spot, half way ontop of Izaya. "...My lunch! I'll kill you!"

Izaya was up in a flash, grinning. He skipped back and continued to grin at Shizuo. "Accidents happen, Shizu-Chan."

"You're an accident," Shizuo snarled, standing with a glare cold enough to freeze hell over.

Izaya's grin melded into a cruel smirk. "Me? No, if anything, you're the accident; a son with such beastly strength...your poor parents."

"Thats enough!" Shinra stood suddenly, glaring at Izaya heatedly. "Izaya, shut your mouth."

Shizuo shoved Shinra back, narrowing his eyes at the Flea. Izaya stared back, his eyes catching the trembling shoulders that Shizuo was so despretely trying to fight back. Izaya's crimson eyes met Shizuo's and he was stunned to find, not anger or hate, but a look of cold loneliness...it was almost sad.

"Fuck you," Shizuo snarled, shoving past Izaya and heading back into the school.

Izaya rolled his eyes, shoving his hands in the pockets of his black jacket. He turned to Shinra and then blinked. "What?"

Shinra grit his teeth, shaking his head. "I should hit you myself, you jerk."

"Oh, relax," Izaya sighed, smiling. "I'm simply toying with him."

"Well, stop," Shinra snapped, crossing his arms as he looked away. "Seriously Izaya, don't bring up his parents, especially like that. Don't make fun of the strenth he has or blame things on that strength, you got it?"

"Why," Izaya yawned. "Shizu-Chan sensative about his monsterous powers?"

"He didn't ask for them," Shinra yelled, starling Izaya.

Shinra never yelled, mostly because he hardly ever got angry. Izaya was a bit shocked, but he masked it with a look of boredom as Shinra continued. "He's a normal guy, ok? Why can't you just treat him like that?"

"That's no fun," Izaya groaned, pouting. "It's much funner to tease him."

"For you, maybe," Shinra hissed, looking away. He sighed, running a hand through is hair.

Izaya grew serious as well, crossing his arms over his chest. "Tell me why, then. What's this big secret you and Shizu-chan are hiding?"

Shinra stared at the sky silently and then looked at Izaya seriously. "...I can't tell you that, I'm sorry."

"Can't," Izaya hummed, a smirk on his lips. "Or won't, shinra?"

Shinra hestiated before letting out a breathy sigh. "Both, I guess...look, it's personal, between Celty, Shizuo and I, ok? So...drop it."

"Now see," Izaya sighed, shrugging. "I can't do that; I want to know everything about my favorite human."

"Well, sorry to dissapoint you," Shinra hissed, actually working up enough nerve to shove past Orihara. "This is just something you won't find out."

Izaya watched as Shinra left, smirk on his lips. "Oh, I beg to differ, Shinra; I always get what I want...regardless."

Shizuo didn't want to walk home, especially with Izaya there. Thats why, when the bell rang, he stayed in his seat, eyes glued on the window. Shinra poked him, head tilted. "Shizuo, you comming?"

"Nah," Shizuo shook his head, looking up at his friend. "Go on, I'll leave in a little while."

Shinra nodded, knowing not to question the blonde. He gathered his things, muttered his goodbyes, and left the room. Shizuo let out a sigh and ran a hand through his hair, feeling his teacher's eyes on him. The teacher hesitated before speaking. "Heiwajima-San...is...everything alright?"

Shizuo blinked a bit, not used to hearing his teacher adress him. He looked at the man and then away, shruggig. "Yeah...I just don't want to go anywhere right now, I guess...that's ok, right?"

The teacher was shocked but he nodded, thinking. "Yes but...while you're here, do you perhaps want to retake the test from last week? The math one?"

Shizuo flinched; oh, how he loathed numbers..."What grade did I get on it?"

"Well," The man began with a cautious tone. "You...failed."

Shizuo sighed and then nodded slowly. "Yeah, guess i'll retake it...It's best to get a better grade, at least."

the teacher took a few minutes to locate the blank test and then made his way over, setting the test on the boy's desk. He stared a Shizuo, a bit perplexed. "You've never retaken a test before...why are you staying after school?"

Shizuo sighed and picked up his pencil, rolling his eyes. "I didn't want to run into someone after class, so drop it."

The teacher said nothing, nodding and walking back to the front of the class. Shizuo stared at his test, his annoyance growing as he gazed at all of the numbers on the paper; he was terrible with numbers. He tapped his pencil a few times before finally getting to work.

An hour must have passed and, finally, Shizuo stood up and walked the test to his teacher. He shuffled his feet nervously as his teacher looked it over, before looking up at Shizuo with an apologetic smile. "Well...you got one more right than last time..."

Shizuo groaned, fists clenching. "Damn it all..."

"You know," His teacher set the paper down and smiled kindly. "I'm sure I can find a tutor for you, Heiwajima-San. It doesn't even have to be long term, just long enough to prepare you for next weeks test. It would help improve your grade, I'm sure."

Shizuo hesitated, running a hand through his hair. "I guess...that would be fine." I can't afford to fail any subjects...Dad would surely kill me.

"Wonderful," His teacher beamed, standing. "I'll get ahold of Orihara-San as soon as-"

"Excuse me?!" Shizuo hissed, eyes wide.

The teacher flinched, laughing nervously. "W-well, Orihara-San is truley smart; he can help you for sure..."

Shizuo felt his eye twitch as he looked away. He was ready to decline but then reminded himself that any failing grades would surely trouble him...damn. "Damn it, fine. Whatever. I'm leaving."

He left quickly, fully intent on walking home alone. He was greeted with a chilling sight at the school gates, however; Izaya was there, arms crossed and a smirk on his lips. Shizuo stopped, glaring heatedly. "You lost, Flea?"

"No, I was waiting for you," Izaya replied casually, tilting his head. "Whatever was taking you so long, Shizu-Chan?"

Shizuo walked past the other boy, sighing. "I was taking a math test...and stop calling me that."

Izaya pranced up beside him, still grinning like a fool. Shizuo glanced at him, eye twitching. "What the hell do you want?"

"I simply wish to walk you home," Izaya explained, a sly smirk on his lips. "Is that a problem?"

"Yes," Shizuo hissed, stopping. "You don't need to know where I live, you little stalker; get lost."

"But shizu-chan," Izaya all but whined, pouting. "You and I should spend some more time together~"

"Look," Shizuo suddenly snatched Izaya up by the shirt, startling the other boy. "Get the fuck away from me, god damn it! You've gotten me into enough trouble already, I don't need anymore! My parents are pissed at me so seriously, just leave me the fuck alone! You want to be friends, fine, but don't be a fucking ass and try to purposely piss me off because you know what I'll do! Just be normal and maybe people would like you!"

Izaya blinked a few times before frowning, pushing away from the blonde. He ran a hand through his hair, clearly unamused. "Well, that was rude; that could seriously hurt someone's feelings, Shizu-Chan. You can't be mad at someone just because they are who they are."

Shizuo froze, eyes widening a bit. He looked away, a hand covering his mouth. Holy shit, I'm turning into my dad...

Izaya watched the emotions play over the oblivious blonde; surprise, regret and...fear. He blinked at that. Shizu-chan...afraid?

"I'm sorry," Shizuo muttered, finally dropping his hand. He looked at Izaya, sighing. "I...that was out of line; I lost my temper."

The apology took Izaya by surprise and he blinked before shrugging. "It's alright, I suppose I deserved that...Ne, why'd you apologize? You meant it, didn't you?"

Shizuo frowned. "...Not...really...well, most of it...You really are an ass. You do things that really piss me off...and I know it's on purpose...look, we don't know each other so can we just...not grind eachother's nerves?"

Izaya frowned. "That's no fun..."

"...No, but it's better," Shizuo murmured, walking past Izaya finally. "Less blood is spilled, let's say that."

Izaya frowned, arms crossed as he watched Shizuo walk away. You never cease to surprise me.

"Nii-San!" Izaya nearly toppled over when two small, giggling bodies attacked his legs. He chuckled, looking down at his two sisters. "Kururi, Mairu, easy. Where's Mom and Dad?"

"Out for the night," Mairu smiled, twirling on her toes and pushing her glasses back up. "You're in charge!"

Kururi also laughed, toying with her dark brown hair. "Nii-San is fun! Oh! Ne, how was Shizzy today?"

Izaya smiled, picking the girl up and holding Mairu's hand with his free hand. "Well, Shizu-Chan was as irritable as ever."

Izaya plopped on the couch, both girls on either side of him. Kururi pouted. "Why is Shizzy always so mad?"

"I don't know," Izaya admitted with a shrug.

"I wanna mete him!" Mairu smiled, jumping a little. "Please, Nii-San?!"

Izaya smiled at both brown eyed girls, sighing a bit. "Well, maybe he'll come over once he isn't mad at me."

Kururi swatted her brother gently. "Don't make Shizzy mad, Zaya-Nii!"

Izaya laughed and ruffled Kururi's hair, leaning back into the couch. "You know, I just don't understand that boy..."

Mairu tilted her head. "Why not?"

Izaya sighed a bit, shrugging. "Shizu-chan is so moody...though today he was so down; I have no idea why. Then again, it's probably because I got him in trouble."

"You shouldn't do that," Mairu scolded in her "big girl" voice. "His parents might not be as nice as Mommy and Daddy."

Izaya stared at his two sisters and then, finally, nodded. "Yes, that's a goos point, Mairu."

Izaya stood then, a grin on his face. "Want to help me make dinner?"

Both girls giggled and dashed off and Izaya jolted a bit as his cell phone went off. He yanked it out and flipped it open. "Hello?"

"Ah, Orihara-San," A voice said kindly. "I'm Heiwajima Shizuo's teacher, room 4-B?"

"Oh," Izaya walked into the kitchen with a curious look. "How may I be of service?"

"I was wondering if over the span of this weekend," the teacher began. "If you could...tutor, Heiwajima-San."

Izaya smirked a bit, reaching over and plucking a knife out of Mairu's hand. "In what subject?"

"Math," The man replied.

Izaya hummed a bit, trying not to snicker. "I'd love too; I'll talk to him tomorrow about it."

He hung up then, chuckling. Kururi tilted her head, eyes wide and curious. "What is it, Zaya-Nii?"

"Nothing, sweetie," Izaya said, grinning like the mad man he was.

One on one time with Shizu-Chan...? How utterly delightful...hehe

Oh man, Izaya you jerk face :I did ya like...? Yeah, Shizuo is definatly a bit moody here, but that's important. Ohhh, yaoi ahead...soon...well, maybe... If i get reviews, then I promise yaoi in the future...~