Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara because I am not Ryohgo Narita. I have used some other references that do not belong to other FFN authors.

Warnings: Crossdressing, ecchi, smut and other things. Sensual themes and strong languages are also observed. Strangely OOC. Jumping POVs.

Mayonaka Meetings

The morning has come and Shizuo Heiwajima ends up recalling about what his days used to be. After some moments, Izaya Orihara appears behind him and starts a little one-sided bickering. Soon, they settle for a small brash decision… labeling their relationship from enemies to friends to married couple.

Soon enough, Izaya has left Shizuo with his sisters and a little surprise pops on their doorstep. Kyouko Orihara has visited her son's house to find Shizuo and somewhat piss him off. Likely or unlikely, Shizuo apologizes only for her to take him to the grocery.

Stopping by the sweet shop where Izaya's dream about making robots started, Shizuo and Kyouko proceed into their task. In the ride back, the mother opens up some things about Izaya Shizuo would probably never know. In the end, she slams him with a very hurtful truth.

Regarding his feelings as love, Shizuo gets excited in answering Izaya's call… only to hear Kyohei say Izaya's dying.

Mayonaka Meetings

Izaya Orihara's POV…

It all starts with a heated conversation… and then one threatens the other. Impatience taints the place… shortly before blood does. The whole place turns red and the other does not have any idea what happened. All he knows is that he crashed to the ground as cries of hysteria dissipates. Someone is calling for his name… but all he feels is deathly coldness.

A very scary deathly coldness…

The senses seem to rest for a while and all he knows is that he is awake… and he feels like his body has shut down. His mind is running restless as he thinks of the people who have cried for this fatal bullet to the chest. He does not worry about the work after recovery for cream can cover it up for sure. But he is worried about his spouse…

Will someone tell Shizu-chan I'm dying?

Will I be able to escape Akabayashi-san's wrath now? I mean, he'll probably use the opportunity to manipulate my mother…

Speaking of my mother, who will tell her about this? Does Dota-chin even know her name on my phone? Pfft. Does she even care about me to begin with? As much as I can remember, she kicked me out of the house because she thinks I'm a homo. And she sure is partly right, I guess. I want my Shizu-chan right now. Shizu-chan! Shizu-chan! My fucking asshole of a spouse! Where…?

Just where the fuck is your warmth when I need you?

And just I feel myself waking up to the urge of seeing Shizu-chan, I feel my hand radiate with warmth— such warmth that makes me shiver and puke at the same time. He must be holding my hand and how I hate for him to do so. He finally let goes and I feel the tensing air dissipate. The bed racks a bit and I feel warmth around my abdomen and face… also in the other hand. Warmer grasps come to my legs as I feel another spot of warmth forming at my shoulder. People are worriedly holding me… even though I am utterly satisfied with Shizu-chan holding my other hand.

I know he is there and who knows what the fuck is he thinking. I am lying lifelessly in front of him with a bullet hole on my head. Though I am sneaky enough not to get killed, I still get immobilized on this hospital bed. No muscle would listen to my call and I can only cry inside… thinking of how— holy shit. Something cold drips from my eyes and I feel Shizu-chan's hand wipe it off…

No, Shizu-chan. I can only keep on crying… feeling despair as I crave to open my eyes and see your face.

"…ya… Are you… listening?" I start hearing my spouse's voice through my desperate ears and I cannot help but to feel overjoyed. However, he must be very, very hurt inside. "Izaya… please let me know you can hear me…" There are also fuzzy voices in the background but it is only Shizu-chan's that is so clear and… and… "Shi…"

Light begins to traverse through my eyes as I force them to open. A hand blocks excess light and my eyes slowly adjusts to the image of Shizu-chan's hand. That hand I wanted to hold me instead. Soon, he takes it off and a genuine smile peeks from his lips, "Izaya! You're awake!" I keep on blinking to help my eyes and then I see my mother looming over as well— her eyes gleaming with joy.

"Nii-san!" "Iza-nii!" My sisters call from somewhere and then I hear Celty and Dota-chin feel relieved at a corner. Shizu-chan then caresses at my face, "Hey, baby, are you feeling better?" I stare at him… my muscles still not operating my lips. He keeps on stroking and then he chuckles with his relieved worry, "Don't force yourself. Sleep if you still need to rest…" That's when I am able to get some words out, "…No, kiss me…"

Mayonaka Meetings

Rei Haruno —Sakura no Imooto

Chapter 7: Please Kiss Me

The human body is indeed complex in a way. I have been knocked out for four days already and Akabayashi-san visited me two days ago. But it all feels like it happened in the same hour. And the doctors and nurses tell me to stay for another two weeks… leaving my work in jeopardy. Maybe I do need a small vacation after all. I mean, I will be wasting a month in recuperating. The university should be able to understand…

Sitting at the hospital bed inside a room in the recovery ward, I feel so lonely and definitely bored. Though I am allowed to use my computer and still keep on writing documents about my projects and other stuff I don't want to pile up. I have been receiving support messages from my fans and co-workers at Dollars. They have been lied to and all they know is that Kanra Nakura got into a car accident and is recuperating quietly at a hospital. Even without all of those, I am happy enough… to be exchanging mails with Shizu-chan. He has to go to school after all…

[Shizuo: Yo, Izaya. Lunch time! Eat up, Mr. Skinny! (Muscles) Don't overdo yourself with all those fat-ass things you have been typing lately. (Puff)]

[Izaya: No can do. Besides, all I do is to type all day! Rather than eating, sleeping, thinking and all the functional stuff. (Devil)]

[Shizuo: That actually means you're doing a lot of stuff, flea. (Teasing)]

[Izaya: Mou! I have to do these! My university life will be jeopardized! (Bawl)]

[Shizuo: You can actually flunk a year since you got accelerated and shit. Don't worry, Shinra and I will be there for you. (Thumb)]

[Izaya: No, thank you. Are you going to visit me today? And all the other days I'm stuck here? (Tearful)]

[Shizuo: Hm? Of course! Oh, you know what? Shinra and I got some helper's job at that hospital at night. So we'll be seeing each other after all. (Excited) And of course, I'm gon'na scare you a lot! (Devil)]

[Izaya: Shizu-chan, you meanie! (Agitated) (Sad) But thank you… (Bashful)]

[Shizuo: Heheh, okay, okay. Jah, class is resuming in a moment. Just wait for me, okay? Sleep and rest for now. See ya…]

[Shizuo: I love you, honey. (Kiss) (Blush) (Smile) (Goodbye)]

Holy shit. Where did that come from? I gulp down a thick lump at my throat and I start rereading everything we have been talking about. A strong tint of red must be running across my cheeks as I stare at the last message my Shizu-chan has sent me. Did something happen to him during the whole time I was sleeping? I mean, he has been acting like we're actually lovers… and it's not like I don't like it. It's just embarrassing. To be called 'honey'…

And who would miss the 'I love you' part!? Shizu-chan… hasn't even said that face-to-face…

"Ah, I can't wait till he starts working…"

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Shizuo Heiwajima's POV, days after…

"Holy shit, Shinra. You didn't tell me this is also what we're going to do here…" I grumble beside Shinra as I roll a heavy trolley covered with curtains— a heavy filled with four cadavers, at that. FOUR CADAVERS! Shinra then just snickers as he reads all those annoyance written on my face and then our supervisor speaks and she chuckles, "I was really confident that you can handle this, Shizuo-kun."

"But Emillia-sensei—" I try to defend myself and then Shinra hums, "But then again, we don't have expectations or something so let it be, Shizuo. Besides, you have to adapt to the schedule. Moving bodies and other stuff in trolleys is the only thing we can do as helpers." Emillia-sensei also nods with him, "I agree with Shinra-kun. Aren't you here to see your boyfriend beyond visiting hours? Isn't it thrilling to tell him firsthand ghost stories~?"

"No, thank you." I make a sour face and then— Holy shit! I suddenly stop at my tracks as something from inside seems to move and something falls off the trolley. I shoot a hand to my mouth as Shinra grabs the body which moved, "Ah! Possessed already?" Emillia-sensei chuckles again and she rolls up the curtain for us to see the body of a small woman is the one who rolled off her metal bed. Shinra and Emillia-sensei repositions her and then she whispers, "The trolley's movements must have moved her instead. Those interns who have given them to you must be stupid."

"I wish I can last without having a heart attack…" I cannot help but to whisper to earn snickers from them. I am never good at handling the possibility of ghosts… and so is Izayan. So maybe… we can actually produce a good talk out of this, neh?

It is only a couple of hours but I'm lucky enough to be let talking to Izayan in between my work hours. Luckily, Emillia-sama, our immediate supervisor, is a very trusted friend of Shinra's father— she's considered a suitor rather— and that makes things better. Every midnight, I come by Izayan's room to talk and have little fun. Though most is talking about some childish ghost stories that I have gotten and heard from my other sempais…

"Ah, Shizu-chan. I'm starting to feel really sleepy. I haven't caught up with sleep every time you come here. But it's not like I care…" Izayan chuckles as I help him lie down and cover himself with blankets. The school shooting event led him to get paralyzed somehow since the bullet got through his head. He has to momentarily take a break from school and work… and we get to spend more time together…

"Don't worry, just sleep. I'll just watch over you…" Stroking at Izayan's dark locks to clear them from his face, I bend down to kiss his forehead. I hear him chuckle and I stare back at his flushed face, "Okay, good night, Shizu-chan…"

Fuck. Since when did I start thinking about these things? Less than a month ago, I thought I would never see Izayan again in my whole life. Less than two weeks ago, I still hated him. But now… I wanted to hold him longer every time I could and I want to just take his suffering away from him. I thought Shinra would be surprised at first… but he actually isn't— even for a bit.

Last Monday, at school…

The sun has already appeared vividly up in the clouds but my worries don't seem to be uplifted by anything beautiful. The more I think about it, the more my heart grieves over whatever happened to my Izayan. They did say I haven't been myself since I got back on Monday… but… it's because Izayan is…

"Shizuo!" I feel a hard force bump against me but I manage to keep my footing. I gaze at Shinra who is reading his messages and then I speak, "Shinra." He then turns to me and then he whispers, "The whole internet is all about Kanra Nakura—" I sigh and then it makes me stop walking, "Izaya got shot two days ago. I know it will sound weird but I have been watching over him the whole Sunday. But I have to go back to Ikebukuro for class…" Shit. If only I can just stay there for more days…

My golden eyes then gaze back at the bespectacled freak and then he speaks, "…Izaya got shot and you— YOU are watching over him? Wow, Shizuo. I never thought he could make you fall in love with him in less than four days. Did I miss anything very significant in this surreal yet true turn of events?" Basically, it has shocked me and left me frozen in my spot. Does… Does Shinra know this would happen?

"What? Seriously, both of you are so stupid that you two didn't realize that one of you is already in love with the other? I mean, Izaya loves you even when we're still kids." Uso. "I'm telling the truth." Stop reading my mind, you motherfucker. "I can't read your mind but your face tells it all." Shinra then hides his phone and walks as if skipping, "So this issue with Izaya is making you forget about your goddess?"

"No." I have forgotten. Shinra doesn't know Izayan IS Kanra Nakura. And he will surely kill me when I tell him that I have seen Celty-san aka Seru Setton in person. I watch him tilt his head a bit in wonder, "You started making this oh-shit face, Shizuo. Is there something regarding your obsession that I should know? Or is it because you finally accepted that you're gay that you don't care a bunch about Kanra Nakura-san anymore?"

This is annoying. "…I don't know. But I want to see Izaya while he's still confined. But if I leave Ikebukuro after class, I wouldn't make it. If I stop attending class, I will flunk a grade and I still wanted to go to college." Shinra then chuckles and then he smiles as he looks at the horizon, "Stop worrying. My future mother is asking me to help out at the hospital Tou-san owns and runs. It's also situated in Shinjuku and…"

"Don't tell me…"

"Yeah, I pretty much know Izaya got confined there— but I don't know the details! I swear!"

"Wait, you're helping out at that hospital! Can I—?"

Shinra then turns around and flashes one of his maniacal grins at me, "SURE~! I just have a hunch that you would want to go with me so I asked Emillia-sensei to secure a spot for someone else as well." He then walks a bit further and he waves goodbye at me, "I forgot I have something to do. See ya, Shizuo. We'll be starting tomorrow so be ready!"

"Shi— Shinra, wait!" I call him up and he turns to me before going on his way again, "Thank you." The bespectacled man then chuckles and then he somewhat gives me a sincere smile, "You don't usually thank me for things I do for you, Shizuo. And hearing you say that somewhat makes me feel different." Huh!? He then stares at me some more…

"I feel so jealous of Izaya. Sweeping you off your feet like that. Even though I was by your side longer…"

"—!? QUIT JOKING, SHINRA! What the fuck is that all about!?" And unlike what I expect him to do, he burst into laughter and tears, "AHAHAHHAHAHA! That's a very priceless look on your face, Shizuo! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" What the fuck? "What are you trying to do, you asshole!?" I walk up to him and he tries to calm down, "Sorry, I can't help it. I was just wondering if you were so conscious about your sexuality! I just give my whim a shot! It's superbly amusing!" I want to kill you right now.

"Setting that aside, sure. No problem, Shizuo. Besides, you two are my precious friends. Acting as the fairy Godmother wouldn't hurt. I don't judge any of you, too." So he turns away and speaks in a different tone, "So don't judge me, too, okay?"

Izaya's room, present time, midnight…

"…chan? Shizu-chan?" I twitch as I hear Izayan calling me and then I turn to him to see his weak yet gleaming ruby orbs fixed on my golden ones, "You're spacing out already? I haven't sleeping for long. Truth be told, I wasn't even sleeping. Is something bothering you?" I then shake my head and look away, "Nothing. I was just thinking of how happy I am that I can still visit you even though I can't skip class…"

"Hm? Why are you thinking of Shinra?" My eyes dart towards his squinting ones, "You two are surely acting the same somehow, assholes." My spouse then suddenly breaks into a cat grin and he speaks, "Sorry. Can't help it." I can't help it either. Suddenly leaning towards him, I seal our lips for a kiss and it seems he returns my little refreshment. It has not been long since I started feeling differently when it comes to Izayan. Though I somehow realize things when I was staying with him at his house in Shinjuku.

But I feel happier nonetheless.

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A secret celebrity's POV…

The moon barely lights the dark paths along with the flickering post lights. It has been another tiresome day for me and it feels like the company's morale has sagged due to Kanra-san's absence. It has been all over the news that she got into a car accident but only a few knew what really happened. She was shot at school and now, she's resting since it's the head that got hit.

Thinking about her makes me feel less and less comfortable in my own state. I stop walking and then I look around the empty alley… to see nothing but shadows flashed by the car lights. There's nothing to be afraid of, right? I usually say that to myself.

Truth be told, I am being stalked by someone. He must be one of my fans as Seru Setton but it's really scary that he knows where my school and home are. He seldom calls me but he speaks of turning me into his wife and making me stay with him forever. I never like things like these…

RIIIIIIIIING! RIIIIIIIIIING! My phone rings all of a sudden and then I check for the caller ID. My eyes widen at the name and I hysterically fling around to see anyone else. My stalker is calling again and I have to avoid meeting him at all costs! I then answer the call as I gather enough courage to answer, "He… Hello…"

"That was fast… compared to the other calls I have made. How are you, Celty? You must be working hard~" I gulp in and then I continue walking, "What do you want from me? Please leave me alone."

"No can do. You're going to be my wife. Since Dollars is already staggering, I might as well take you away from them." What? "T-Take me?" He chuckles over the line, "Yep~ You see, they don't really care about you. Kanra Nakura is gone and so is their sanity. Even if you work twice as hard as Kanra Nakura, it will be all futile. Why don't you just stay here with me, neh? You don't have to work… I'll service you whatever you want."

His tone changes, "But no. You can't escape from me."

… "…You have been always saying that, Stalker-san. But you never do anything for me. You're just scaring me and that's not service." I chuckle over the phone and he makes a loud snicker, "Heheh… okay then. I'll show you." Phone flips. Call disconnected. "Celty Sturluson."

A voice comes from behind as well as hand with a cloth.

Hours later, at the bathtub…

"AH! PLEASE STOP! LE—" I try to cry as hard and as loud as I can… but it is useless. Hours earlier, he has kidnapped me and brought me to what I think is his home. He has shoved me to the bath tub and now… he's ripping off my clothes. I try to struggle but he seems to have injected me with something— weakening me.

But unlike under normal circumstances, he isn't smiling like a big pervert or some dirty old man. He is also wearing some gloves like I'm contaminated or something. Embarrassment and terror are written all over my face and in any minute now, I'd—

"Ara? It's okay, Celty. I'll just wash you off when I'm done…" My eyes look away… giving it all up as I lose all the strength I have in my body. I shouldn't have dared him.

"Say, Celty. Doesn't Kanra Nakura complain about these when you go dressing up together?" Huh? I turn back at him and then I look down at what he's looking at. "…No. We don't go dressing up together." He then grins and tosses my clothes out of the tub. Turning on the knob of the faucet, he lets the water crawl from my shoulder and… huh!?

"It's odd… for her not to notice these… when you sweat… or get wet by water…"

I snatch my arm away and cover myself desperately, "How? How come you knew of my scars!? They're perfectly hidden and—" He then snatches my mouth and nears his face at mine, "Yeah, they are perfectly hidden under make-up. But you see, they can't be hidden from me… because I knew they exist." No. You're… "I drew them on you, remember? Celty."

Someone… save me. Someone should… —!? HEIWAJIMA-KUN!

End of Chapter 7

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