Trouble at the table
A/N:- This one is a bit later today, I fell asleep mid-type. Anyway thank you for the reviews and onto the next bit. Enjoy.
Shizuka smiled, she was glad Kasuka was here. His hand was rested on her back, their arms around each other. "Cancelled? That was lucky, Kasuka-kun." She had almost forgotten, Izaya was behind her. Almost. She felt her brother's grip tighten, around her.
"Why are you here? Orihara-san." Kasuka was now looking over her shoulder. She let go of him, standing by his side. "I was invited." Her brother remained expressionless, while Izaya kept his smirk. "Have you spoken to dad?" Shizuka nodded, not trusting herself to say anything. Kasuka's hand rested in her hair, making gentle movements. "Don't let him get to you, nee-san."
She nodded, resting her head on his shoulder. "When do you have to go back?" She heard footsteps from the kitchen. "Shizuka dear, I heard the door." The blonde stepped away from her brother knowing what was going to happen. Her mum saw Kasuka, enveloping him in a hug. "Kasuka, Isn't this a surprise."
As her mum gushed about how happy to see him she was, and how proud she was, the door opened. Her father didn't look at her, his eyes fixated on Kasuka. "It's good to see you, son." She couldn't see what her brother's reaction was. Her two parents hovered closely to him, she stood away from them, not a part of the family. She felt sick.
She blinked, as she felt someone touch her hand, turning her head to see Izaya. Her breath hitched at the look, he was giving her. His gaze was focused on her, not her parents or brother, her. It kept her frozen in place. No one had ever looked at her in that way. His fingers curled around hers, turning her body to face him.
Why wasn't she pulling away? Was it because she was upset? She should be angry and throwing something at him or Izaya himself. His other hand moved to the side of her face. Why wasn't she getting angry? The bug brought her head down to his height. "So unpredictable, Shizu-chan. It seems I was wrong." She felt his lips on hers, she was scared.
She was caught, but she was stronger, so why? His lips were soft, she had never had this sort of comfort. "Nee-san?" Ah, it seemed her brother had finally broken away from their parents. She broke away from Izaya, turning to face him. "Are you and Orihara-san -" He was cut off by her mum. "Kasuka, leave them be." She smiled at them both, her dad was finally looking at her, but it was with disgust.
"Kasuka, help me with dinner. Shizuka dear, show Orihara-san, your old room." What? Hadn't they gotten rid of it? She had thought her dad would of changed it. "Go on dear, I'll call you, when dinner is done." Her mother talked to her as if, she was still a child. Her dad went back into the room, slamming the door.
She looked helplessly at Kasuka, but his expressionless gaze, wasn't on her, but the bug beside her. "Come on, Kasuka." Her brother was dragged away, into the kitchen by her mum. They had left her alone, she could leave and they wouldn't know until dinner. But Kasuka was here, she had to stay. With an angry sigh, she started up the stairs.
She knew Izaya was following her, but he wasn't saying anything yet. Shizuka stopped in front of a door. There was a poster of some random anime, she had found in a magazine. She had put it up to cover the large hole, she had made with her fist. Since it hadn't been replaced, she wondered if her parents knew. Maybe they did, but didn't care.
Her fingers ran over the name plate on the door, her dad had brought one for Shizuo and one for Kasuka. Underneath was her name, the one her mum had brought her. "So this is, Shizu-chan's room?" She glared at him. "My old one." She pushed open the door, feeling like she had been thrown back in time. They hadn't touched anything, it was still the same as she had left it.
She stepped in, the bug following. She closed the door behind her, looking at another anime poster, covering up this side. The room was clean, but everything was the same. Her bed was in the centre of the room, the blue covers, had a line drawn in permanent marker, all the way down. She had only ever slept on the right side of the bed. The line continued, splitting the entire room in half.
On Shizuo's side of the room, everything was neat and tidy. There was a bedside table by his bed, a few books, anime and his wardrobe, but nothing much. One of the wardrobe doors were open, She glared at him, as Izaya hopped across the line, opening one of the doors. There should be a mirror, along the length of the door, but Shizuo had smashed it along time ago.
While the bug was being his usual annoying self, looking through Shizuo's things, she turned to her side of the room. Instead of a wardrobe, she had a small chest of draws, it was a lot smaller than the one she had now. Her first make-up kit, where she had tried to find out, what colours suited her. She had entered up looking like a clown, until Kasuka had stepped in to help.
Next to that was her old stereo, a microphone, was wrapped around it, her cd's were stacked up a little further away. They were all female singers, ones in her pitch of voice. She moved away, sitting on the right side of the bed. This room brought back memories.
Her dad used to talk to her. When are you going to get out of this phase? He had thought she was joking, trying out new things. Shizuo, this isn't funny any more. He had never called her by her name. Are you serious? No son of mine is going to be a girl. But she was, she had been learning from Kasuka and his manager. Dad? Dad, this is who I am. Dad say something!
But he hadn't said a word to her since, he only ever spoke to Shizuo. She hated this room, hated her memories. Worrying about this was stupid, she had only stayed for Kasuka's sake. She got off the bed, picking it up with ease, Slamming it into the wall on her side of the room. Why had her parents invited her over, if they hadn't accepted her?
The bed hadn't fully broken, so she picked it up again, flinging it, across Shizuo's side of the room, the bug jumped out of the way. It wasn't enough, her foot went through her cd player, she smashed the cd's leaving broken bits of plastic everywhere. She spun around, her full of rage. "And you. Why the hell aren't you doing anything?" She stormed over to Izaya, picking him up by his coat.
"What game are you playing now? Why aren't you saying anything?" She hated being rejected, she hated being ignored. "Was Shizu-chan getting lonely?" He was smirking down at her, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Shut it bug. What game are you playing?" She dropped him, as he brought out his knife. "Hmm? I was rethinking my strategy. Not that Shizu-chan, would know what that means."
She moved back, as Izaya slashed the knife, at her. The bug, swept his leg, making her lose her momentum. She fell back, landing on the floor. He had beaten her again. Shizuka opened her eyes, to see him staring down at her. Why was he looking at her like that? "Stop that." She glared up at him.
"Stop what? Shizu-chan." She grit her teeth, leaning on her elbows, to sit up. No way was she risking, showing her back to the bug. "That. Stop looking at me like that." The bug knelt down, so he was still hovering over her. "This is the way, I always look at Shizu-chan." Shizuo not her. She found herself, laying back down, Izaya's hands touching her, while his lips remained on hers, coaxing her to join in.
Why were his kisses so damn gentle? She moved her lips, to tell him to get off her. Her own, brushing back against his, she liked the feeling. She tried it again, she kept her eyes open, locked with crimson above her. If this was his new game, she wasn't going to lose. She could feel him, smirk against her lips. But she wasn't backing down.
She jolted as she felt something else, prod her lips. She opened her mouth, allowing Izaya to slide his tongue in, it was wet, sliding against her own,she shivered at the new feeling. Her own muscle joined his, not wanting to lose. Their hands held onto each other, while their mouths remained joined, saliva ran from her lips, as they continued their battle.
Their tongues danced around each other, wrapping around one another. Her breath hitched, she needed to come up for air. But she wasn't giving up first, Shizuka bit down on the bug's lower lip, drawing blood. The metallic liquid filled her mouth, mixing with their fluids, neither one of them stopped. "Nee-san, Dinner -"
Shizuka blinked, looking at the door, where her brother stood, with his usual expressionless face, his mouth slightly open. She pushed Izaya away, standing up and smoothing her uniform down. "What were you doing? Nee-san." Shizuka wiped the blood away with her thumb. "We were fighting. You know how much I hate the bug."
She looked over her shoulder at the bug. "That one was a draw." Her gaze met his, taking in the small trickle of blood running down his lips, one part of his lip was red, where she had bit him. "Dinner's ready, nee-san." She nodded, wishing she could leave. "What should I do about the room?" Kasuka took in the damage. "Leave it, Nee-san."
Shizuka followed her brother from the room, reaching forward, so they held hands. Kasuka's fingers folded over hers, as he led her down the stairs. "So mean, Shizu-chan." Izaya was coming down the stairs behind them. "Is dad, joining us?" Her brother gave a slight nod. She sighed making her way into the dining room. It was just as she remembered it. Cream wallpaper, sandy carpet and pine table, that they used to have all their meals at.
"Shizuka dear, Orihara-san. Take a seat." Her mum smiled over at them. A white table cloth, had been thrown over the table, her mum sat at one end, her dad at the other. Shizuka took one of the side seats, waiting for Kasuka to sit next to her. She glared at Izaya, as he took the chair instead, leaving Kasuka to sit on his own, opposite her, their plates sitting in front of them.
"It's good to see the family like this again." Is that what it was? "Shizuka dear, how has everything been?" She turned away. "Fine, I've mainly been working." Her mum nodded. "With Orihara-san?" She shook her head. "No, with Shiki-san." Why was she asking about things she already knew? She caught her dad looking at them. Oh, so it wasn't for her benefit.
"How did you meet, Orihara-san?" Shizuka grimaced at the memory, raising her hand to her neck. "He's Shizuo's boss." Her dad finally spoke up. "Why isn't Shizuo here?" It wasn't directed at her. She clenched her fists under the table. "He isn't here." She was ignored.
"Shizuka dear, how did you two meet?" The blonde sighed. "He walked into the bar, I was working at." Her mum clapped her hands. "So was it love at first sight?" Shizuka shook her head. "No, we aren't like that." Izaya rested his hand on hers. "So mean, Shizu-chan. You should be more, honest." She brushed his hand away. "Orihara-san, what are your intentions, towards my daughter?"
Shizuka gave him a warning look, the bug rested wrapped his arms around her arm. "For now, I'm happy staying at Shizu-chan's side." He looked up at her with mischievous eyes. "I'm sorry, Namiko-san. The room got messed up." She watched as a faint blush appeared on her mum's cheeks. "Not to worry, I'll clean it up. Shizuka dear, do you need to shower?"
Not again. The bug was deliberately misleading her. "Mum, nothing happened." She could see her brother staring at her, her dad had tensed up. She moved her mouth to Izaya's ear, hissing at him. "Stop messing around." She received a smirk in return.
"Do you two have any plans for the future?" Her mum beamed at them. "I am expecting grandchildren." Which meant her mum, wasn't going to give her, her prescription. She had come here for no reason. "There is no future for us." She spoke before the bug could. "Shizuka dear, it may not work out in the beginning, but if you give it a chance."
She glared at the bug, Izaya seemed happy enough to let her make her own mess. "Nee-san, Is everything okay at work?" Shizuka settled back down, turning her attention to Kasuka, while her mum stood, going to get dessert. "It's good, Kasuka. Vorona will be back tonight." Her brother nodded. "What about Shizuo's work colleagues?"
"They should be coming to the bar tomorrow. When are you going back?" Kasuka looked away. "Desert is here." Her mum placed the gateau on the table. Shizuka licked her lips. "Shizuka dear, I was thinking we could go clothes shopping together. Now that you have a boyfriend, you should wear something other than that uniform."
Shizuka looked down at herself. "Mum, Kasuka brought these for me." Her mum nodded. "I know that dear. You're a grown woman, you shouldn't be relying on your brother. He has his own career." Kasuka looked up, still expressionless. "I like looking after, nee-san." The blonde smiled. The table shook as her dad punched it. "Enough. How long are you going to pretend he's a girl?"
"Now dear, Shizuka is in a delicate place at the moment." Izaya reached for her hand. "Shizu-chan. Do you want to go now?" She blinked looking down at him, didn't he want to see everything mess up? "We have gone over this. Shizuo is a man, it's your fault he's become like...that!" His finger pointed at her. "Nee-san. We should leave." She looked between her parents and nodded.
"I'm not done. Sit down!" Shizuka hovered in her seat. Her dad walked around the table reaching for her. She was saved by the bug, pulling her out of the way. She tripped over the chair, sitting in his lap. "If Shizu-chan wanted to get closer, you only had to ask." It only seemed to piss her dad off. more "This joke has gone on long enough. I raised a son."
"I want Shizuo out here, now!" She shrugged out of Izaya's grip, standing on her own feet. "No, I'm Shizuka." She felt his hand wrap around her throat. And squeeze "Do I have to knock some sense into you?" Her dad had never hit her, he had only ignored her. There was a first for everything. "Nee-san." Kasuka stayed where he was, concern in his eyes. "Shizuka dear." Her mother had come around the edge of the table, stroking her dad's arm. "Let her go, dear."
"Shizu-chan." She blinked as a line of red, appeared on her dad's wrist. He hissed in pain, letting her go. Her hand went to her throat, gasping for breath. She couldn't see past the black coat in front of her. "You dare try and harm me in my own house?" Ah, she had never heard her dad sound so angry. If she couldn't handle the bug, there was no chance he could. "Shizuo, get out here now!" Enough, she could finally breath. "Get out of the way, bug." Izaya stayed where he was, knife out.
She didn't need a knight in shining armour, she could protect herself. But if she did have one, she hadn't expected it to be Izaya. It was almost laughable. "Izaya, move!" She pushed him out of the way, facing up to her dad. "I don't know why I still count you as my dad."
"Shizuo isn't here and he won't be coming back." It had been in the back of her mind, since she friday, when she became Shizuka. Shizuo was changing, he was becoming corrupted, getting weaker. He would drag both of them down. She was stronger, she could handle anything. "What did you say?"
She placed the gateau on the chair, she wasn't wasting a perfectly good desert. "Nee-san. Don't." Shizuka picked up the table, watching her mum scramble out of the way. "You really are a freak, do what you want. I don't have a daughter or a son." The blonde smirked. "I plan to old man." She threw the table at him, not caring about the damage.
"Sorry Kasuka. Mum can I have my pills now?" He mum removed the box from her pocket. "Are you s-sure dear?" She took the box, smiling at her. "I'm sure. Goodbye mum." She turned walking from the house.
Next:- Taking over