Title:- Report & Intrigue

Pairing:- Tom x Shizuo + Izaya

Rating:- M

Warnings:- Yaoi, Izaya

Disclaimer:- I don't own Durarara

Summary:- Izaya gets many requests, the latest one from Shiki is information on a high school student.

A/N:- The next one will be for Shizu Tsuki Fan. Enjoy.

Izaya Orihara was known as the best at his job, especially since it was dangerous and any lesser man would've been killed. But not him, sure he feared death, stared it in the eyes everyday, turned and ran. It wasn't like he was completely mad.

Now it was time to see his most important client. As usual the expensive vehicle was parked up. Slipping the phone into his pocket, Izaya reached for the handle. "Good morning, Shiki-san." The man nodded politely, even though the atmosphere was like a sharp blade that could cut at any moment.

Sliding along the seat opposite, the door closed leaving the two of them alone. Well not quite, the driver's door shut, someone climbing into the front seat. "What can I do for you?" Most of the requests were simple background checks, the more dangerous ones sent him further into the underground.

"I need information, Orihara-san." Izaya grinned taking the folder. His mask stayed up as a high school boy stared up from the page. "I want to know everything about this boy. Where he lives, his friends, his relationships." It was an odd request.

"Is this gang related?" The teen did look like a delinquent. This should be one of his easier jobs. The look Shiki gave him was a cold one.

"That is none of your business. Get the information I want. You have until the end of today. Or is there a problem?" Izaya shook his head, closing the folder.

"No, it shouldn't be a problem."

Left standing on the curb, Izaya watched Shiki leave. Flipping open the folder the boy stared back at him again. Tom Tanaka. His interest was already peaked. Skimming the details already on the file, Izaya skipped towards the school, taking out his phone. There were a few things that needed to be set in place.

Unfortunately forever twenty one didn't pass as a high school student. It just meant he had use others around him. The other students were easily bribed and within minutes he had more details to add to the file, along with the teen's grades

Tom Tanaka was sixteen years old and did well in his classes. It didn't look like he was popular, choosing to hang out with two other boys. Kyohei Kadota and Shizuo Heiwajima, who judging by the comments weren't popular either.

According to the register, the three teens skipped classes regularly to hang out on the roof. There were no girls in sight, so either Tom didn't have a girlfriend or she didn't go to the school. With a grin Izaya skipped away. For now he had plenty of information.

For the rest of the day he could deal with other clients, find new hobbies, since the phone stamping one hadn't lasted long. Oh and buy some of his tasty ootoro. The phone in his pocket beeped confirming that everything was set up.

Sure there was enough information just observing the teen but would there be anything else when he was behind closed doors? Tom lived by himself in a little apartment paid for by his parents. Now there were a number of camera's secretly hidden along with sounds, so that from his computer he could see everything and hear even the smallest sniffle.

Checking the time, Izaya sent his irate secretary home. School was over and everyone was staying for after school clubs or going home. It was only a matter of time now. Double checking the camera angles and feeling completely satisfied, Izaya spun around in his chair. "Now lets see what you're hiding."

It was a little while longer before there was movement on the camera, the front door opening. The informant almost groaned. The teen wasn't alone, one of his friends tagging along. Crimson eyes narrowed on the plastic bag. Now what was in there? Clicking the mouse, the sound bar went up.

"Wouldn't this have been better at your house?" Izaya leaned back, watching the box being taken from the bag. It was hair dye? How boring. "You live by yourself. My house is kind of noisy." His gaze went back to the other teen. Shizuo Heiwjima. The two were inseparable. It seemed as if they did everything together.

"Okay. This should help out. Its worked with me. I don't get into many fights any more." The other teen laughed. "Yeah, that's because they try and take me on instead. You really think dying my hair is going to work?"

"You could always get piercings." His target laughed, while the other one visibly shuddered. "The great Shizuo Heiwajima, afraid of sharp things."

Clicking off of the screen when the teens vanished, Izaya clicked onto the newest one. At first he had been a little unsure as to place a camera in there or not. "Duck down." A loud groan came from his computer, the teen getting on his knees, taking off the blazer and shirt. The informant whistled. The teen had a good body.

"How long is this going to take?" Izaya scowled at the screen, the sound going fuzzy. The picture pixilated. "Namie-san, brought the cheap stuff again." By the time he got the sound and picture back, Tom was rubbing the dye into the teen's hair. "Keep still, Shizuo. Its almost done."

"Then maybe you should stop staring at me like that." That last comment caught his attention, seeing the teens in a new light.

Ah! So that was why there was no girlfriend. That was something else to jot down. "There and done. Now we need to wait twenty minutes." A loud crack sounded, his gaze narrowing to the smashed bottle. "Hey, watch your strength. Its not that long." The gap between the two had shrunk.

"Sorry. I'm going to smoke."

"Shizuo, I have something better we can do." Tom's hand slid up the teen's leg.

"I thought we weren't going to do this any more?" Izaya was still watching the screen, pen moving across the page. It was clear now who his target was dating.

"You want this as much as I do."

"Yeah, you're right."

Izaya watched as the pair got closer and kissed, their hands all over each other, apart from the teen's hair. "I love you, Shizuo." The soon to be blond didn't answer, his fingers working on Tom's pants. Really he had all the information he needed for Shiki. There was no need to watch any further. Yet his fingers moved, the sound going to max, the video zoomed.

It was Shizuo that leaned over the bath, pants pooling around his knees. Izaya found his gaze following those slim thighs, noting that the boy did have a certain cuteness to him. "Nn. If I'm late home...ah!" This was the teen everyone said was a violent monster?

Izaya groaned seeing slick fingers disappear, the teen gasping as he held on the edge of the bath. "Ah! Tom. Just put it in." Changing position so he was sitting cross legged, Izaya rolled the chair forwards getting a closer look. "No, you know you love this bit." It was shame he couldn't see the teen's face.

"That's not-ah! There! Hey, leave my nipples alone." The wet squelching sounds coming from the monitor accompanied with sensual moans, made him readjust himself. The raven had already gone through puberty, this should have no affect on him. "Tom! Your fingers...not enough..." Crimson eyes slid closed, resigning to the fact he was going to need a long shower.

Both teens were naked now, touching each other in ways they shouldn't know how to. And here he was like a naughty kid with a box of tissues feeling like he was watching porn. The curtains were already closed, the door locked. Because the last thing he needed was a client to walk in or even worse Namie.

Shizu-chan as he would now call him, was glaring at Tom. "Alright. We are running out of time." Izaya groaned seeing the teen being penetrated. Damn it, he should've added another camera. "Fuck! Did you get bigger? Come on, nice and hard. Ah!" The nosy informant clasped a hand over his nose, wiping a drop of blood from his desk. "Nn...so good...kiss me."

"Shit, Shizuo. Still so tight. You're sucking me in. Five minutes left." The sound wouldn't go any higher. The only view now was Tom's back, hips jerking forward and the tangle of legs. "Ahn!" That one went straight to his groin. "Tom. I wanna ride you."

The view just got a lot better. His target was laying on the floor, the future blond lowering himself down, showing everything to the camera. Slim fingers left the mouse alone, resting innocently in his lap, the button and zip on his pants undone. "Ah! Fuck." Izaya watched the teen bounce up and down, watching him throw his head back in ecstasy. "Ahn...Tom Tom...ah...mm so good. Cumming...ahnn..."

"That was...amazing. We need to wash the dye out." It looked like the teen had other ideas. "Tom." Izaya quickly exited the screen looking for the one that had access to the shower. His fist pounded on the desk. Why hadn't he added another camera? The two teens were continuing their fun in the shower behind the glass door. Glancing down at his own hand, the raven sighed rolling the chair back and heading for a much needed shower.

It was hours before the deadline given. In his hand he held the file with everything he now knew about Tom Tanaka. Knocking on the door, Izaya waited to be allowed in. It was rare that he actually went to Shiki's home. The two usual bodyguards were absent. Glancing around the house looked oddly normal. "Orihara-san. Take a seat."

Along with the cutting cold aura, there was a tenseness in the room. "I have everything you needed." Handing the file over, there was a brief flicker which he couldn't identify. The teen had no ties with any gangs, so why was the yakuza so interested? "...I see. The payment has already been deposited into your bank account."

It felt like something was missing. There was something he didn't know and as an an informant, he didn't like it at all. "Thank you, Shiki-san. Is that all?" Izaya noticed the man tense as a key turned in a lock. "Shiki-san, I'm home." Ah! So that was it.

"I wasn't reporting on Tom Tanaka, was I?" He had been used.

"Good night, Orihara-san." The door opened the teen from earlier stepping though, his hair a shiny blond. It suited him. "Oh? Should I leave?" The teen was glancing between the two of them. It looked like Shizu-chan was well acquainted with what Shiki did and how risky it was to cheat on him.

"No. Go and wait in the bedroom. Orihara-san was just leaving." That cold gaze gave no room for argument. Waving to the two of them, Izaya left the home of the two lovers, the door closing behind him. His job was over.

End