Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara. It belongs to Ryohgo Narita and Nintendo. I don't win any money with this, and it's just for fun. Enjoy~

Summary (which resumes the main prompt of the kink): Shizuo is a well-known magician. Shiki invites his informant, Izaya, to one of his shows. At first, Izaya isn't that convinced about it, feeling hate towards the magician. But after watching the show he gets impressed by his tricks. Of course, he demands to know how Shizuo does it, and then, his feelings towards him start to change. What will happen?

Once the car was parked, Shiki and Izaya both went out. It was then when the older man had noticed Izaya's effort into putting 'fancy clothing'.

"I see what you did there, Izaya. Not the best example of fancy, but it's elegant. Nice." He said, putting his hand on Izaya's back and forcing him to walk to the queue.

He showed the tickets to the ticket man standing there. He briefly nodded and broke a part of the ticket, letting them pass.

"We just jumped the whole queue, Shiki. I like that." Izaya teased.

"We had VIP access, my dear. But now, go on, you slowpoke."

They hadn't the best seats out there. They were too far to the right, for Izaya's taste, still, he didn't complain. They were pretty close to the stage, so he could take a good look at everyone out there.

After what seemed an eternity, the show started. The guests hadn't stopped clapping when a tall figure made its royal entrance. Everyone was happy to see the magician. He had an elegant suit, black and white. His top hat made him look like if he was stuck in the XIX century. His white mittens shone in the spotlight.

The first tricks he played were the typical. He got a bunny out of his hat. After shaking one of his mittens in the air, a white pigeon came out of it. Izaya was furious.

"Damn it! Th-Those tricks! I know there has to be a meaning to that, but…how? If I can't find that out then I'm ruined." He had taken the whole point too seriously. Almost to the next level, where he would just run and ruin the magician's life.

Shiki, of course, noticed that. "I don't want you to cause any mischief. I warn you." With his firm hand on his shoulder, the sentence made Izaya shiver. He knew he shouldn't piss Shiki off. He smiled nervously as he tried to concentrate himself in the show.

With every trick he performed, the air got filled with more tension. Each trick got better every time he performed them. One filled the air with lots of colours, the other one restored a broken item to its original form, and all of that made Izaya eat the words he said the day before. He was astonished. Nobody had mocked him off like that.

Like candy to his eyes, he managed to enjoy the rest of the show, much like everyone else, but still feeling a dreaded emotion against the tall, blonde, young magician.

"He's pretty, isn't he?" Shiki commented.

"Sh-Shut up!" Izaya snapped. He didn't want to think of the magician as beautiful, or pretty. Because he certainly didn't want to admit it.

'You should swallow your pride.' Was Shiki's impression of Izaya's reaction.

The tension in the air as almost unbearable. The show had been impressive till that point, and it was already late, so that would make the trick the magician was preparing the last one to be performed that evening.

Izaya clenched his fists impatiently, and Shiki noticed. That fact brought a smile to his lips. The raven-haired young man watched how the magician sat calmly in a chair. Then, he chose a young woman in the first row. Pretty nervous, she stumbled as she walked up to the stage, but she calmed down once Shizuo smiled at her.

The female presenter walked to them and informed the audience about the trick they were going to perform. Still, the information she gave didn't tell much, either way.

"We're going to immobilize Shizuo." She shouted, pretty excited.

"Immobilize? Huh, that's new." Shiki whispered to his companion.

"They…haven't done it until now? It does seem pretty dangerous."

Taking some ropes, both the woman and the presenter tied Shizuo down, not to the chair, though. Checking his pockets for any items, they showed everyone that he hadn't any handicaps by him. And he couldn't move either, unless he took really small steps.

The men in black entered the scene, bringing a really huge aquarium, filled to the edge with water. Next to it was a wooden sheet, which, with hydraulic force could be used to transport things up and down.

Afterwards, the presenter took a dark, navy blue cloth out of her bag and covered and wrapped Shizuo with it.

"Please." She told the woman. "Make sure he is still there."

The woman aimed for the head of the magician. Her hand touched something. Shizuo hadn't disappeared, that only, was proven. They proceeded to guide him to the sheet and they watched as the men in black made the sheet go up.

With no further thought, the tied down, wrapped in blue cloth magician jumped down as soon as he arrived.

"What? He is going to drown!" Izaya shouted to Shiki.

The tall man fell and fell, not floating in the water. Izaya was desperate. He felt a knot in his throat. His heart beat fast. He was sure everyone felt like that. But suddenly, the cloth started to lose the previous form it had. Wet and heavy it dropped flat on the floor of the aquarium. Everyone watched in awe. "Where'd he gone?"

The woman was told to go back to her seat. There, she noticed another cloth piece in red. She smiled as she returned it to the presenter. There, she shook it in the air. And when she threw it up, while falling, it took form, as if he fell on top of someone. Under it, there was a wet, water dripping, tied down Shizuo. Breaking the ropes, as he took a bow.

Izaya's eyes were widened, as he applauded happily. Everyone started to shout and cheer at the magician, who took a last bow and disappeared into the back rooms. The audience started to stand up and leave, and in that moment, Izaya's rage returned to him.

"Shiki…wait for me." He said, going ahead.

"Where are you going? I will wait for you in the parking. If you don't come back in one hour, then you'll go alone home." Shiki warned, letting the younger man go.

"Don't worry. I will set this even." He smirked as he left the lounge, running to the back stage, where the magician was supposed to be.