Title:- Washed away sin

Pairing:- Kasuka x Shizuo

Rating:- M

Disclaimer:- I don't own Durarara

Warning:- yaoi, incest

Summary:- Secrets in the rain.

A/N:- The next one will be for Rawr. Enjoy.

When it rains it pours and when it pours, everyone scurries home for shelter, the streets becoming like a ghost town. It's during that time that anything can happen and when the rain slows to a drizzle, the sun shining and streets bustling once again, everything is forgotten.

"Shizuo, are you watching the clouds again?" Taking a drag of his cigarette, the faux blond met Tom's questioning gaze. "...it's calming." It wasn't a complete lie, then again it wasn't entirely the truth either.

While the little things like smoking and watching the clouds slowly pass through the sky creating different shapes did calm him, it wasn't why he stared at the sky. The sky was a pale blue, the fluffy looking clouds a light grey. It was going to rain and that thought alone made him smile startling those around him.

The only feature Shizuo had bothered to learn on his phone was not how to call, search the internet or send messages. No, it was the little screen that told him what the weather was going to be. Looking at it now told him it was going to rain and not just a light drizzle.

Later that day it happened. While everyone was walking along, sitting outside cafés drinking and eating, a shadow passed over, thunder rumbling, lightning arcing across the sky. The sky ripped open, surprised screams sounding around him.

The downpour was harsh and relentless, pounding the asphalt like hail. Already those without umbrellas began to run, a full shopping bag or book over their heads. Next to him Tom sighed. "Let's end it here today."

Instead of heading home, Shizuo walked towards the alleyways, the streets were now almost empty. Thunder rumbled again, the same time a hand clapped over his mouth dragging him back into the mouth of the alley.

Shizuo didn't struggle, letting the stranger push him back against the brick wall. The man had a light grey umbrella in his hand, a long cream trench coat protecting his clothes and a shock of raven hair. "I missed you."

Shizuo nodded in agreement slowly taking the umbrella and gently pushing up the clasp. Holding it over his head to keep both if them dry from the down pour, his fingers fluttered against soft cheeks, their lips connecting.

It was wrong. They both knew that, so many things could happen. It was dangerous and yet neither one could pull away, not once had they been able to stop. Blood was thicker than water but everything was washed away in the rain.

The coat was old but the wig was new. If discovered it would rock Ikebukuro and the rest of Japan. It wasn't just scandalous, it was wrong and immoral in so many ways. The last thing he wanted to do was ruin the great actor's image. "Kasuka."

It was a gruff whisper on his lips, one only meant for his brother. "Nii-san." Their lips brushed under the small cover, fingers not wasting a moment, even with their protection threatening to break.

"Were you followed?" The younger one shook his head slipping pressing him further against the bricks. Both of them were already aroused, pressing against each other.

"No. I checked. No sign of paparazzi either." The faux blond nodded, feeling the bottom of his pants stick to his legs from the cold rain. "Nii-san, I have a shoot when I go back."

"Okay. You can do it." Shizuo reached for his belt undoing the buckle. Kasuka's hands rested on his butt, grinding into him.

"Thanks. My schedule has been busy lately." His brother remained monotone, sliding one hand into his boxers.

"Then maybe we shouldn't hang around?" The weather was as unpredictable as he was. It was either going to get worse and both of them would end up sick or it would still, the sun coming out again and ruining their moment together.

His brother nodded in agreement, unzipping his designer pants. "Yeah, enough talking." The wig threatened to fall, fingers entwining roughly as they nipped and bit at each other, hips grinding, creating friction.

Neither one uttered those three little words, it was taboo and they would be admitting what the suffocating bond between them actually was. A crack of wind ripped their cover away, his hand letting go of the now useless umbrella.

Here and now they weren't bound by blood, right now there wasn't a shred of DNA connecting them. They weren't human, the pair were animals giving into lust and desire acting on their base need.

Goosebumps ran along his neck and revealed thighs, pants pooling around his knees. It was bloody freezing but that didn't matter. A shiver run along his skin, whether it was from pleasure or the cold there was no way to tell. "Nii-san, turn around."

His clothes stuck to him like a second skin, water running into his eyes. Usually Kasuka would be up against the wall, legs wrapped around his waist. "I didn't have time to prepare anything." Shizuo nodded, wiping his lips.

His fingers gouged into the brickwork, his ass now bearing the brunt of the downpour. There was no slowing or preparation, his cheeks spread, Kasuka slamming straight into his sweet spot. "Fuck!"

"Nii-san!" A hand wrapped around his neglected cock, stroking him in rhythm with each thrust, his own hips rocking back to meet halfway. "I-lo- no nothing." Shizuo pretended he hadn't heard, drowning in pleasure.

Their surroundings remained empty, the storm continued battering Ikebukuro, while the two carried out their sinful activities. "Nn...ahn!" Just as quickly as they had started their incestuous meeting, it was time to part.

The frown he usually wore slipped into a smile, feeling Kasuka's seed dribble against his skin. His own splattered the brickwork he was pushed up against. Both of them basked in the afterglow before breaking away.

It was more of a mission to get dressed again, his soaked pants refusing to go back up around his waist. He managed it though and with one last kiss Kasuka was gone. Wiping his nose Shizuo sneezed knowing it was time to leave.

When he left the alley the downpour had slowed to a light drizzle, the sun was back out, a faint rainbow passed overhead. The soaked through blond didn't turn around. The rain had washed away everything but their feelings for each other. With a sigh Shizuo trudged back to his apartment wishing for more rainy days.

End

Extra

The next morning there was a loud knock at the door. Shizuo groaned not bothering to move. It wasn't like he could anyway, after yesterday he had come down with a fever. The knocking persisted.

"Shizuo." One eye cracked open hearing his mother's voice in his delirium. Ah that was right the lock on his door was broken. "Honestly, neither one of you have common sense." The voice grew louder followed by sniffles.

A hand rested on his forehead. "I knew it. How do both of you manage to get sick at the same time?" Shizuo moaned in reply wondering why his mother of all people had been conjured up to scold him.

The covers were pulled back, someone else's warmth sliding in next to him. "You two stay in bed, I'll get you both better." The door closed. A hand slipped into his own.

"Nii-san." His mind really was cruel.

Through blurry eyes he could see his younger brother laying next to him. Their fingers entwined, his head falling forward. If only his fever could last forever. Kasuka felt so real. "Kasuka, I love you." The hand in his squeezed the warmth moving closer.

"Me too, Nii-san" Shizuo smiled sadly letting exhaustion take him knowing when he woke up the dream would be over.

End.