hey guys, I was supposed to post this yesterday but I was sick, sorry.
Anyway, thank you to everyone who reviewed, I'm glad that I'm not rushing things and that you guys like it.
Warning: yaoi and rape
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, they all belong to their respectful owners.
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"Seems like we'll be collecting from a pretty bad guy today," Tom said, Shizuo was walking behind him late morning. "He stole 50, 000 yen to pay back all his loans. But he ended up spending all the money at a strip club and casino's. And to make matter's worse, he's a collage teacher."
"So, all I have to do is crush his mouth and that's it?" Shizuo wondered.
Tom glanced at him for a second then turned away, "you seemed to be in a happy mood."
Shizuo hadn't realised that he was smiling most of the morning. "Oh? Well, let's just say that I had a great day off yesterday."
"That's good then." Tom smiled.
Shizuo craned his head back and noticed Izaya was trailing behind again. He saw the expression on Izaya's face, it was calm and seemingly unresponsive like he was deep in thought. Slowing down a little to reach Izaya's pace, Shizuo began walking side-by-side with him.
"Something wrong?" Shizuo asked.
Izaya shook his head slightly and looked up, "oh, it's nothing. I was just thinking about something."
Shizuo's eyes wondered over the smile Izaya gave, examining all his features for any clue of what he was thinking about before. He found none and so dismissed it. "Alright."
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The day had gone smoothly, though Shizuo did throw a guy out the window and hurtled a door at another guy. But Izaya was there to keep him calm most of the time. It was strange though. To see his former enemy to which he couldn't stand had suddenly become his source of peace.
Why is that?
Shizuo couldn't figure it out. Maybe it was because living together he had suddenly become used to Izaya's presences and Izaya was able to give a logical response to calm his anger. It surprised Shizuo at how well Izaya had managed to calm him down, even Tom was awed by it since he knew first-hand how easily Shizuo would get pissed at the raven before.
"hey Shizu-chan," Izaya suddenly said, he hadn't touched his ootoro since Shizuo finished his dinner a long time ago, which confused him since Izaya loved it, it was strange to see him not eating it.
"Yeah?" Shizuo replied to his question, trying not to think too much into his own thoughts, it usually gave him a headache to try and understand it.
"Is it alright if I go get some of my stuff?" he asked.
"Hmm?" Shizuo give him a funny look. "Why?"
"Well," Izaya stared at the ground, bunching up his shoulders and scratching the back of his head with a slight blush. "I kind of feel bad for you because you're doing all the work and getting paid while I'm just free loading here, and I know it's hard to provide for two people in your case. So I thought it'd be easier on you if I did a little work and earn a little money to help out."
Shizuo sighed. "It's ok, I don't mind working hard."
"But—" his head shot up, but was quickly cut short when Shizuo held up his hand.
"but if you want to then it's fine." Shizuo added. "So long as there's no scheming involved, got it?"
Izaya nodded.
"Good, we'll go tomorrow since we only have a half day," Shizuo said.
"Ok," he smiled and began eating.
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Shizuo knew where Izaya's apartment was, but he never really took the time to look inside and actually scope out the place.
It was huge and lavished with highly expensive furniture such as a wide screen TV, a large living room with black leather couches, a large kitchen, a second story which he presumed led to the bedroom and bathroom. There were other door that led to others rooms, or which he thought led to other rooms, but he had no clue what lay behind them, and he really didn't want to know what was behind them anyway.
The place itself was neat and tidy, but since Izaya hasn't been here in a while, everything was covered in a thin layer of dust. Shizuo still couldn't believe that he owned this place on the top floor.
"Shizu-chan! Can you give me a hand?" Izaya called from his desk, he was packing away his computer into a box when he noticed Shizuo walking around.
Shizuo turned towards him and sighed. "Yeah, I'm coming."
After packing away the computer and Izaya storing all ten of his phones into his fur trimmed jacket, he decided to go pack a bag full of his own clothes since he asked Shizuo to buy clothing, and it was usually the expensive kind to which he had felt a little guilty about.
An hour later and Izaya came down the stairs, a black duffle bag slung over his shoulder. He had noticed Shizuo looking through his book case of files to which Namie had sorted. Shizuo had opened up one of the files and began flicking through it.
"You ready to leave yet?" Izaya asked, standing beside him and looking at what file he was reading.
"Yeah, sorry," Shizuo instantly closed it and placed it back on the shelf. "Is that all your taking?"
"Yeah," Izaya nodded. "Let's go."
The walk back had been long, but it wasn't so bad. Though people had stopped staring and instead just glanced at them for a few seconds. As they neared Shizuo's apartment, a voice had called out to them, making them stop.
"Yo Shizuo!"
Shizuo turned around as Izaya did to the source and saw Kadota walking towards them. "Hmm, hey Kyohei," Shizuo greeted.
"What's with the box?" Kadota eyed the large box in Shizuo's arms.
"Oh, Izaya wanted to get a few things from his place and bring them over." Shizuo answered simply.
"Ah, I see." Kadota nodded. "So, how are things between you two?"
"Not bad." Shizuo shrugged. "We don't fight anymore which is good I guess."
"Seriously?" Kadota seemed surprised, though he was grateful that they don't fight anymore. It meant that the city was a little bit quieter. But it was so unusual to hear that they don't fight anymore. "Not even arguing?"
"Nope," Shizuo said, "Izaya is actually pretty passive now."
"Well I'm glad to hear that." Kadota smiled. "Try not to get into trouble then. Later." He waved and headed down the street.
"Yeah, see ya." Shizuo then turned back to Izaya who had been waiting patiently for them to continue walking again. He was looking at Shizuo, though it was more like staring then looking.
"Let's go." Izaya turned back and marched down the street with Shizuo following. He didn't ask why, it seemed like it was better not to ask him why he was staring.
When they reach home, Izaya told Shizuo to place the box on the desk in the corner while he went about reading old messages on his phones and going through his call history to see what news he had missed.
After another hour, the computer was set up and running, Shizuo had been looking over Izaya's shoulder to see what exactly he did and how he did it. It was interesting at first. But then Izaya's stomach growled and Shizuo smiled, it was around sun set by that time anyway and they hadn't had anything since lunch.
"I'll start on dinner, any recommendations?" Shizuo called as he washed his hands.
"Anything!" Izaya replied, going straight to work.
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It was late at mid-night when Izaya had climbed into bed, waking Shizuo from his sleep. "Tried," Izaya murmured when he curled up to Shizuo.
"Finished?" Shizuo whispered.
"Yeah," Izaya sighed. "Is it alright if I stay home tomorrow?"
Shizuo paused. What if that man came back again and he wasn't there to protect Izaya? What if he had a panic attack again and he wasn't there to help him? What if he didn't eat? Will he be alright by himself for hours? "You sure you'll be ok?"
Izaya nodded. "I'll lock the door and won't go outside." He sighed, "after all. I can't let you do all the work. I live here to, so we should share the burdened when it comes to money . . ." he trailed off.
Shizuo blushed slightly and wrapped an arm around Izaya, bringing him in close. "Thanks." he rested his chin on top of Izaya's head as he drifted off again.
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I'm glad that I'm doing a good job at a love story, considering I have literally no love experience at all! And I'm happy to see all the reviews I'm getting, it makes me happy that you guys are enjoying this story so far.
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Until next chapter.
