As they entered the blonde's tent, Shizuo lay Izaya down on the soft wolf fur. "Hungry?" he asked as he emptied the sack of its contents and put it away.
"No." Izaya lied. He didn't want to bother the blonde and he didn't really feel like eating anyway. He was pretty tired and just wanted to go to sleep. Ah, well, after he cooked dinner.
"I'll make some anyway, in case you get hungry." Shizuo said as he took two pieces of smoked meat and placed them on top of another stone plate. He heated the plate up by lighting the fire which was under it. He grabbed the pot with the olive oil and looked at the amount which was left. He sighed and poured some out on top of the stone plate.
"I can cook dinner."
"You stay right there." Shizuo said and found a bowl with clean water to clean the knife he had used earlier to cut the meat.
"I really don't mind..." he told him again.
"Clean your foot instead." Shizuo mumbled and started to rinse the knife.
Izaya crawled on his knees to a water pot and put in the fur he had used before and began cleaning his foot. Fuck, that hurt.
A few minutes passed and the oil on the stone plate began to fry. Shizuo dried his hands off in some fur, grabbed the two pieces of meat and quickly placed them on the hot stone.
Izaya quickly cleaned his foot from sand. "Umm.. Do you have something I can wrap around it?"
"Use some of the rabbit fur, it helps." Shizuo said as he kept an eye on the meat.
"Helps?" Izaya questioned but did as told and wrapped a small oblong piece around his hurt foot.
The blonde shrugged "I don't know, something my mom told me."
"Oh... Okay... Where is your mom now?"
"Dead."
"O-oh... I'm sorry."
Shizuo shrugged. "Shit happens."
"Hmm.. What happened?"
"She was taken from me.. and killed."
"Eh? Why? When? Who?" he asked curiously, feeling sorry for the blonde.
"Does it really matter? It's in the past."
"I know... I'm just curious. And to me it matters." he explained and crawled to sit next to the blonde.
"Some strangers decided to stop by..." Shizuo said as he turned the meat on the stone plate.
"Yes?"
He shrugged "They just took her away. That's all." he paused. "I don't know why.."
"I'm sorry." Izaya said and placed a calming hand on Shizuo's shoulder. "Go on."
The blonde chuckled. "There's nothing more to say."
"So you're alright?"
"I don't like dwelling in the past." Shizuo mumbled.
"I guess that's a good thing. How old were you?"
"Hm.." Shizuo looked up from the meat. "Eight.. yeah."
"Must have been hard."
"It was.. Took me a couple of years to get over."
"Understandable." Izaya nodded and nuzzled the blonde's shoulder with his thumb without thinking any further about it.
He let out a heavy sigh. "Oh, well. Dinner's ready." he smiled and took the meat off the stone plate and put them in two bowls. "You'll have to manage with that."
"With the story?"
"The food. Food!" Shizuo chuckled.
Izaya smiled at the chuckling blonde. Finally the blonde seemed happy. And though he had had a bad day, Izaya felt a bit happier to see Shizuo like that. "It's fine. I'm not really hungry." he paused. "Umm.. Thanks for sharing your past."
"I don't really know if that's a good thing or not." Shizuo frowned and began eating.
"Sharing your past? I don't see anything wrong with it.."
The blonde just shrugged at that and continued eating.
"Don't worry about it. I told you about my grandmother too, ne?" he said and took a piece of meat eating it.
"Thought you said you weren't hungry."
"I'm not." he said finishing the little piece of meat. And he really wasn't. Before, he had been a bit hungry but hadn't felt like eating. Now he wasn't hungry at all, but took another bite of the piece of meat anyway.
Shizuo raised a brow.
"I'm just a bit tired." Izaya assured him when he noticed the raised brow.
"Get some sleep then."
Izaya shook his head and took a few more bites of the meat before putting it back into his bowl. "I'll wait."
"Don't stay awake if you're tired." Shizuo mumbled and finished his meat.
"It's alright." he smiled wryly. "Let me take your bowl. Ah, would you like to eat my meat too, or is that considered a confession?"
The blonde chuckled. "No, that's just an offering. I'll eat it." Shizuo said as he grabbed the meat and ate it.
"Okay then." Izaya took both bowls and went to clean them which he did. His foot felt a bit better after having it cleaned.
While Izaya took care of the dishes, Shizuo continued cleaning the knife. But after realizing that he needed to finish the deer skin, he sighed heavily.
"What's wrong?" Izaya asked as he finished cleaning the dishes, turning to look at the blonde.
"Forgot the damn skin." he mumbled and grabbed said skin. He turned it inside out and began cutting the remaining pieces of meat and such off.
"Oh.. Here, I'll help you." he said and approached the blonde.
"You don't have to."
"It's been a long day. Let me help you, ne?" he sat down beside the blonde.
"Just.." the blonde sighed. "If you really want to help, can't you go get some fresh water then? To clean this."
"Sure." Izaya said and rose from the ground. He picked up a pot. "I'll be back soon." he said and left the tent. He blindly went down to the lake. It was dark after all. But he was pretty much able to see the way in the moonlight. When he found the lake he went closer to the water and suddenly slipped, falling right onto his butt into the very cold water. Luckily, it was only as deep as his shoulders still showed at the surface. He quickly went out of the water, filled the pot and went back to the tent, shivering violently as the cold air hit his moist body. "Urg.." he let out and hurried home, into the tent.
Shizuo looked up at the soaked boy. "What happened to you?" he chuckled.
"I-I f-f-fell into t-the la-lake." he shivered and put the pot down beside the blonde, crossing his arms and rubbing his biceps to keep warm.
"Oh boy." Shizuo mumbled, and with the help of a piece of skin he removed the stone plate from the fire. "Here, sit by the fire and get warm."
Izaya willingly did as told and sat down before the fire, keeping his knees to his chest.
Shizuo frowned. "Uh, not to sound all creepy and stuff, but it would be best if you removed the clothing around your waistline." he paused. "Wet clothing always makes it worse." he mumbled short after.
Izaya still shivered from the cold water and looked at Shizuo; surprise obvious in his expression. "T-then what s-s-should I wear?"
Shizuo rose from the ground and found some wolf fur which could cover Izaya's body. "Here." he mumbled and gave it to Izaya. "Just make sure not to burn it.."
"O-o-of course I-I won't burn it." he chuckled stiffly as he gladly took the fur and began unwrapping the one around his waist. "Umm.. Turn around?" he asked shyly.
"Geez, we're both male, what's the big deal?" Shizuo mumbled but turned around anyway and continued to rinse the new skin.
"G-good point." Izaya took the piece of leather off and wrapped the wolf skin around his waist instead. He took his wet piece of clothing and hung it on a wood-stick sticking up of the ground near the entrance. He then sat down beside the blonde with heavy eyes as his body still shivered lightly. "Are you done soon?"
"No, and you should get dry before lying down in the bed..." Shizuo mumbled.
"I'm gonna be dry soon."
"Good.."
Shizuo took care of the skin as Izaya's body got dry from the water. After awhile Shizuo stood from the ground. Izaya was still a bit cold, but at least he was dry by now.
The blonde placed the skin on the ground, spreading it out to dry properly during the night. "Alright.. let's go to bed." Shizuo sighed.
Izaya gave a quick nod and rose from the ground. Izaya lay down first waiting for Shizuo.
A sigh escaped the blonde's lips as he sat down and stretched. He laid himself down short after and pulled the blanket over his and Izaya's bodies.
[It's so cold..] Izaya thought as he kept shivering lightly.
"Are you still freezing?" the blonde frowned.
"Yes..." he admitted. "Umm.. Would it be okay.. If I.. Umm.."
"What?" Shizuo frowned and snuggled his face into the pillow.
"If I moved closer?"
Shizuo opened his eyes and glared at the other male. "What? Like this morning?"
"Morning?"
"Don't tell me you don't remember what happened this morning..."
"Eh? Did something happen?"
"You had your arm wrapped around me." he raised a brow.
"Eh? I had? Um.. I'm sorry." Izaya blushed.
"Are you talking that close or what?"
"Something like that.. I won't wrap my arm around you though... Don't worry."
Shizuo shook his head. "Turn around." he ordered.
"Eh?" Izaya let out and hesitated before turning his back to Shizuo. What did the blonde have in mind?
"You won't be able to get warm that way." Shizuo mumbled and inched closer to Izaya. He pushed the other closer to his body and dragged the blanket up to Izaya's neck. The blonde snuggled his head into the other's neck, breathing hot air down his spine.
"Mmm." Izaya purred. The hot breath sent shivers down his spine and generally felt comforting. He then realized he had just purred and tensed, blushing. But it just felt nice. And Shizuo's body was warm. He closed his eyes.
Shizuo ignored the sudden purring from the other male and closed his eyes.
Soon Izaya felt warm and both males fell asleep, cuddled up.
Signe: Makeshift-rolley, we made Izaya that way because we wanted him to be that way in this story ^^ We are aware that he is very much OOC, but it can't be helped if that's the way we wanted him to be. Thanks for sharing your opinion (;
Christine: And another thing :p we haven't been reading about Native Americans at all.. so we have no idea of how on earth they 'lived'. It's pure fantasy what we're writing. About the weapon-maker-thing. Yeah, well.. fantasy again :p We will try to not write in too many details, but it's so hard xD we just want to get it all out :D anyway, yes. Thank you for telling us (: