Hi...I hate my life...
The storm a couple days ago fried my moms computer...so yeah...now we're using my brothers computer
Disclaimer: Sir sir sir plz…I do not own this sir
Chapter 25: New relationship
"Da fuck do you want?! Who da fuck are you?!" He slurs giving them a lazy glare.
Shizuo glanced down at Izaya at the corner of his eye raising an eyebrow, Is he serious? This is the guy that we came here for? What could he possibly tell us?
Upon seeing Yuromshi, Izaya gave a low growl and stepped forward suddenly seeing red but coughed and pulled back when he saw Shizuo looking at him. Later. Not now. Izaya hisses to calm not just him but also a little homicidal girl.
What the hell was that just now? Shizuo wondered, he could've sworn he just saw Izaya growl.
"Hello~! Hi, I'm Kenshi and this is my assistant Loten. Do you have a moment?" Izaya chirped with a smile in way that made Shizuo think of a perky weather lady. The old drunk grumbled something before barking a "No." and making an attempt to slam the door in their face but Izaya was faster.
The younger male of the three jammed his foot in between the door and its frame saying, "Really, only a second." He grinned pushing the door wide open and walking in. Kinda rude man... Shizuo thought watching as Izaya pushed past the elderly guy.
"Hey!" The old geezer snapped.
The informant's eyes scanned up the disgusting room with a grunt, the apartment looked horrendous! The walls were stained and cracked in various areas, the floor was littered with trash bags, cans, plates, and beer bottles. And that smell from earlier was much stronger now. Oh yes this apartment just scream fuck-able.
"Wha dah ya want?! Get out my house!"
Izaya ignored the man and strolled towards to ripped up old couch, "My, eh-heh, what a...unique place you have here." He spoke trying to suppress a sneer.
"Ugh...what do you want...?" The old man whined as he stumbled to the discarded cushion on the floor, "Oi! You gonna sit down or what boy?" He seethed eyeing Shizuo who was still standing in the door frame.
"Huh? Oh...yeah okay." He said before walking over to Izaya a sitting down.
The elderly man rubbed his scraggly cheek and mumbled, "Hey...look man, I told you guys already. I'll get that money in sometime this month..."
"Oh we aren't the managers, we're reporters for a news paper." The raven lied, the false blonde turned to him and gave him a confused look.
"A news paper?" Yuromshi grumbled, Izaya nods. "Then why are you here?" He asked.
"Well, I wanted to do a report on the great elders before our generation to see through their eyes how hard they lived and how they survived to get to where they are today with this government." He explained. Shizuo knew damn well that that was a huge lie, but he had to admit Izaya sure was good at convincing people.
This made Shizuo so much more unnerved about being near Izaya.
"Ooh..." The old man breathed scratching his beard, "Oh, well o-okay...where should I start?" He asked glance at Izaya who pulled out a note pad and pen.
"From the very beginning would be nice!" Izaya beamed.
"Well, my name is Haruo Yuromshi I am 55. I have no wife or kids as you can see, I've lived alone for as long as I remembered. But it wasn't always like that, I mean I grew up happy in an ordinary house hold with my mother and father and little brothers and sisters. Although I don't remember most of my childhood up till I was 13, I do recall that I had a very high IQ and was one of the top of my classes. I had friends, a girlfriend, and was the star batter of our highschool's baseball team...everything was good..." Yuromshi told them.
"I was gonna go to college and be theropist...get married... have kids..." He trailed on.
Shizuo nodded his head as he listened on. Yuromshi sure did have good highschool standards though he wasn't surprised that the guy ended up like this, but he couldn't help but wonder how the old fart got like this.
"But..."
Izaya's ears perked at the word.
"That all ended when I...met this guy..." He paused again before starting again, "I was just about to start college when I met...this guy. I had searched for some excitement, something to get my blood flowing! He said he had just the thing to give that rush..., but it wasn't the rush I was expecting..." Yuromshi whispered bending over as he gripped his hair. Now both Shizuo and Izaya had there eyes on him, especially Izaya who's blood was partically fire in his veins.
"I was so stupid...I knew it was wrong...I should stood up for myself but...but I let them peer pressure me into doing it! To this very day...I regret it every minute and second of my life..."
LIAR! Izaya and Kurami thought in unison, he started to notice his vision darkening that reminded him that he had to calm down before he did something he'd regret.
Shizuo frowned and spoke up, "Whatever it is it can't have been that bad, I mean everyone makes mistakes-" Yuromshi cut him off.
"That mistake ruined my life! That mistake them put drugs on me! That mistake killed my family! That mistake got rid of a-" The elderly man shuts his mouth and bites his scarred lip to keep the tears from falling.
That crying act won't work on me... Izaya thought crossing his legs as he watched the older man tremble with guilt nand saddness. The informant was able to control his and Kurami's bloodlust by now, which meant the "darkness" that clouded his vision from before crepted back to that dark place in the back of his head.
"I'm...I'm sorry...I don't like to talk about it..." His voice cracked.
"It's okay. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." Shizuo said, He didn't like seeing grown men.
Izaya snapped his head to Shizuo giving him a "What hell man!" glare. What the hell is wrong with you?! Of course he's gonna talk about this! But out goddamnit! Izaya snatched Shizuo's hand gripped it tightly in warning.
"Who is this...guy you were talking about?" Izaya asked with caution before turning his gaze to glare at the little man.
Yuromshi froze for a hot second, Shizuo didn't notice but Izaya did. The informant watched closely as the old drunk fidgeted in his seat and bit his lip, "U-uh...umm..." Yuromshi shot up from his seat trembling.
"I think...you should leave...!"
"What?-Wait a minute you-" Izaya stammered, What! No! You haven't even given me his name yet! I need his real name!
"LEAVE!" He shouted.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Shit fuck! Izaya cursed to himself stomping on a can, I was so close! If it hadn't been for that dumb brute I could've-
"Izaya?" Izaya snapped his head to the voice behind him, Speak of the Devil...
"What?!" Izaya snapped venom sipping his voice. Shizuo jumped at the snap, "I...was just wondering if you were okay..."
The raven raised an eyebrow. "I didn't realize that you were trying to get information from him in time...sorry." The brute apologized rubbing the nape of his neck sheepishly, he looked like a little kid that did something bad.
Izaya felt a wave of guilt wash over him. He knew that no matter how hard he would try, Yuromshi would never given him any names so he shouldn't be mad.
"Shizu-Chan..." Izaya sighes walking up to Shizuo, "Why do you stay...? Even though I keep being mean to you, you still come back and act like you're a good guy..." He mumbles resting his head on Shizuo's shoulder gripping at his ink black shirt. "It makes me feel like a big jerk..."
"..." He wasn't really sure how to explain it, he really wanted to say it but he couldn't find the words.
"I told you...I'm not gonna leave you. You're not going to get rid of me that easily." He said giving a sad smile.
Izaya smiled back and slid his hand into Shizuo's, "Well... if that's how you're gonna be then that's just fine with me." He responded blushing slightly.
The debt collector smirks, "Hey...what's that suppose to mean?" Izaya raises his head and gives a playful pout before wrapping his arms around Shizuo's neck, "I don't know what you're talking about." Shizuo automatically wraps his arms around Izaya's small waist. "Oh, I think you do."
"Oh, do I now." The informant giggles getting on his toes.
"Yeah..." The blonde mumbles craning his neck down slightly.
"Yeah...?" Izaya tilts his head, "Maybe...I really like having you around...maybe I really like having someone...worry about me..." He murmurs quietly.
"Maybe I really like being by your side too." Shizuo confesses.
"And maybe I really like you." Shizuo's eyes widened.
Izaya gasped when he realized that he just blurted that out, he unwrapped his arms from Shizuo neck and jumped back like the guy was on fire. "...I..." He stuttered trying to find the words to cover up what he just said, "That...I didn't...no I mean-"
Smooth...
"Did you just say that you liked me...? Like,...like me like me?" The false blonde asked, still dumbfounded at the fact that they were in each others arms.
"..." All Izaya could do now was bite his lip and hope that his loveable Shizu-Chan is as dumb as he thinks.
Shizuo scratched his head and looked the other way...
...
"I don't mind..."
Izaya looked up at him with huge eyes, What? "What?" He said aloud.
"I..." He pauses, "...don't mind." He repeated.
"What does that mean...?" The informant pouts. Shizuo smiles...
"It means..." The debt collector walks towards him, "I maybe like you too." He says pressing his forehead against Izaya's.
"Wha...? You...I don't..." Izaya's face was beat red and Shizuo could plainly see the confusion and shock written all over his face.
Izaya started to scowl when he saw Shizuo chuckle, "Tch. Hmph!" He scowled turning his head in a snob like manner.
"Yeah, whatever."
Isn't is cute how things work out? Ahh~! The beauty of Yaoi~!
Oh yea uh I'm like really bad at math so I must've fucked up the numbers with the ages shit BUT this old guy I know was about Yuromshi or Sagawa's age at the 1974 so I was like "Awesome! You're fuckin old!"
But uh yeah the next chapter, not so cute. I think ya'll like it.
Oh and side note...EXPENDABLES 2 IS FUCKING A, MAN! YOU SHOULD TOTALLY GO SEE IT IF YOU LOOK BLOOD AND ACTION!