Hey y'all! I uploaded because I did not want cupcakes thrown at me :P Thank you so, so much for all the reviews! You guys are amazing! A lot of people want to see Erika so don't worry, I'll bring her in soon ;) Also, people want to see a lot of Shizaya...SO DO I! But I don't want to move their relationship too fast - though we do have a little bit of a moment in this ;) ENJOY! (OH PS I'M CHANGING THIS INTO AN M BUT I DON'T KNOW IF I'LL PUT A LEMON IN THERE LATER, TEEHEEHEE 3)
Shizuo lay on his bed, listening to the rush of water coming from the bathroom. Izaya was taking ages, like he wanted to wash off Shiki's touch. Once again Shizuo found his hands curling into fists and his teeth gritting as he thought about what he would to that idiot as soon as those metal doors opened. And then he thought of Izaya, his beautiful smile and shining eyes and all his anger evaporated from him, replaced by confusion and embarrassment. Was it possible that he, Shizuo Heiwajima, the monster of Ikebukuro prison, could fall in love with another guy after three days? Shizuo groaned quietly and buried his head into his pillow. This was so not happening. Shizuo was so busy yelling at himself internally that he didn't notice the lights wink off, or the shower stop running or Izaya coming out and putting his hand on his shoulder.
'Shizuo? Are you okay?' Shizuo jumped as if he got an electro shock and sat up, pressing his back against the wall behind the bed, away from Izaya.
'J-just fine' He said, his cheeks turning red.
'Are you sure? You look like you have a fever.' Izaya said, sitting in front of Shizuo and pressing his hand to his forehead.
'Weird, you seem fine.'
'I am fine' Shizuo said, slightly angrily. Izaya flinched and Shizuo regretted it Imiediatly. 'I'm fine.' He said gently. Izaya gave him a shy smile.
'Okay. Goodnight, Shizuo.'
'Mmmh, night.'
Izaya disappeared into the top bunk and Shizuo suddenly felt cold and unhappy. He lay back down in his bed and closed his eyes, for once embracing the dreams that came.
Shizuo sat on the floor, his back pressed against a bright blue pole connected to two sets of swings. The floor was dark tarmac and it disappeared into nothingness. White spread from every corner, as if the set of swings was a quick drawing on a piece of paper. Shizuo didn't even care, didn't even look because he was busy staring up at the pretty dark haired boy. He was swinging low, using his feet to prop himself in the air and swing down. There was a gently smile on his face and a look of content in his eyes. He looked at Shizuo and his smile grew.
'Quit staring at me' he said. Shizuo stuck his tongue out at the boy in response.
'So childish' the boy said, laughing.
'You're the one on a swing' Shizuo said with a grin. The boy laughed some more, a pleasant sound that echoed around. He extended his hands towards Shizuo, wanting to touch his cheek.
Shizuo woke up before they could make contact.
When the alarm echoed through the prison Izaya groaned and rolled out of bed, remembering it was a bunk and grabbing onto the ladder at the last minute and swinging himself down gracefully. He looked around but Shizuo was, as always, gone. Izaya stretched and pulled on his jump suit, ignoring the nagging thoughts about Shiki. Shizuo said he'd talk to him.
Neither were to be seen during breakfast. Walker, Mikado and Kida, unaware of anything, chattered excitedly to each other. They were excited about the next visiting day in four days already. Izaya chewed on his sandwich absent mindedly, wondering where Shizuo was. At some point multiple police guards ran out of the hall and Izaya had a strange feeling in his chest which he chose to ignore. He felt as if something bad has happened. The feeling intensified when he walked into the kitchen for his job and found Shizuo gone. The hours of cutting vegetables, cooking meat and mixing soup dragged out with no one to look at. Izaya didn't want to admit but he quite liked looking at Shizuo…and talking to him…and the hug yesterday made him want to do it again. Plus, the fact that Shizuo promised to talk to Shiki made Izaya wonder if the blonde cared about him.
And then it hit him. 'Talk'. With his mouth or his fist? Suddenly Izaya knew where all those prison guards were running to. He ate his dinner in so fast he thought he would choke and after the alarm sounded for free time Izaya ran towards the infirmary. Two guards stopped him in the doorway.
'Where do you think you're going?' One raised his eyebrow at him. He had dirty blonde hair and a mean face.
'To see a…friend' Izaya said, trying to look brave. The guard laughed loudly.
'I don't think so. No one is permitted in there unless they're hurt.' He said.
'So unless you're planning on getting hurt any time soon than scram.' His friend said. Izaya felt anger bubble up inside him. Then he felt someone place their hand on his shoulder.
'I'll take this one with me, boys' Celty said icily. Izaya looked up at the girl surprised as the guards let her through without a word. He remembered she was Shinra's fiancé, and Shinra was head doctor of Ikebukuro prison.
'I heard what happened yesterday with…Shiki' Celty said, rubbing the back of her head nervously. 'Even though I probably couldn't have helped…I'm sorry.'
Izaya smiled at her.
'Don't be.'
She smiled back. For a second Izaya forgot about why he was walking towards the infirmary. And then it all came back and he was a little ball of rage.
'Well, here we are' Celty said, stopping in front of a set of white doors. 'Look around. Whoever you came to see is gonna be there somewhere.'
'Thank you' Izaya smiled tightly at Celty and walked in.
The smell of antiseptic hit him imiediatly but Izaya ignored it. He looked around – there was a row of beds with curtains hanging around them to give patients some privacy. Only one was drawn. Izaya stormed over and shoved the curtains apart. Shizuo looked up, surprised. There was a small cut on his cheek, covered by a band aid, and his arm was wrapped in bandages. He was sitting on the bed, looking ready to leave.
'Izay…'
'You idiot' Izaya hissed, shutting Shizuo up. 'What were you thinking? You said you'd talk to him! You're so stupid! I can't believe this!'
'Izaya…' Shizuo in vain tried to calm the raven down. Izaya's voice was rising and Shizuo tried to grab his writs but Izaya jerked back.
'Don't you value your life at all!?'
'I'm stronger than him…'
'So what!? He still could have killed you! Strength doesn't matter sometimes!' Izaya didn't realise he had tears pooling in his eyes but Shizuo did. He was shocked at how much this kid was concerned for him. It made his heart hurt. Izaya was now full out yelling at him, tears dripping off his cheeks. Shizuo grabbed his wrists again and threw him on the bed, pinning him to it.
Izaya stared at Shizuo, his mouth falling shut. He blushed when Shizuo wiped away his tears.
'You're worried about me' He said quietly, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.
'You could have gotten seriously hurt' Izaya whispered.
'But I didn't.'
'You shouldn't have fought him.' Izaya mumbled. He made no move to get up from the bed.
'Yes I did. He hurt you.' Shizuo said gently.
'But you got hurt.'
'Just a little bit.'
Izaya couldn't help but smile. He pulled Shizuo down next to him and hugged him tightly. Shizuo draped one arm over Izaya's waist and tangled his other hand in his hair. They lay like that for a bit.
'What did you do to him anyway?' Izaya asked after a while.
'Nothing much. He's being treated at the state hospital.' Shizuo said. Izaya laughed, even though he knew he shouldn't. He looked up at Shizuo.
'Thank you.' He said and kissed him softly on the cheek. Shizuo blushed but Izaya didn't see it, because he was nuzzling into his neck. Shizuo blinked and then relaxed, a big, goofy smile on his lips.
There we go! Hope you liked it! Please review guys :*
