Title:- Love intervention

Rating:- M

Pairing:- Izuo, a bit of Delic x Shizuo

Warning:- Yaoi, language, violence

Disclaimer:- I don't own Durarara

Summary:- It was always his damn cousin that got him into certain situations.

A/N:- Thank you for the reviews. The next one will be for Kitty lover. Enjoy.

There were times when he absolutely hated Izaya. When they had first met he had hated him with a passion. Of course it wasn't just hatred he felt and he knew there and then he had fallen in love with the damn flea. Sure they still chased after each other, he threw things and Izaya slashed back. Even if when they finished the two of them would sneak away behind the school building exchanging heated kisses.

Their relationship if you could call it that had barely survived and at graduation, it all came to an end. In his opinion the flea fucked up. The annoyance had dared to cheat on him. When he had brought it up, Izaya had smirked and walked off. After that his hatred outgrew everything, both of them becoming hostile towards one another, although his was only a cover.

Nii-san. Delic will be coming to see you today. Can you go and pick him up? Letting out a sigh he stared out of the window. "Yeah. I'll go and meet him." His cousin was completely different compared to him. While his hair was dyed blond, Delic was the real deal. They didn't have much in common between them.

Delic was a bit like Izaya in the sense he couldn't just love one person. His cousin worked as a host, giving his body to everyone. Something he would never be able to do. Thanks Nii-san. Ending the call from Kasuka, he let the phone fall from his hand, his fingers resting on a photo taken back in high school.

Slamming the door to his apartment, he made his way through Ikebukuro, recognising his cousin immediately. The white suit, with a bright pink shirt and the same coloured headphones stood out. "Shizuo. About time." Lighting up a cigarette he let out a sigh. "I'm here now. Do you want help with your bags?" Delic was already shaking his head, moving past him, nearly everyone was staring at them.

He was nearly home when his nose twitched in distaste, even if his heart sped up. "Izaayaaa-kun!" His cousin sighed as he ripped up the nearest signpost. Sure enough Izaya appeared from around the corner, that damn smirk on his face. "Shizu-chan." Hurling the sign, he growled when the flea jumped out of the way. "Stay out of Ikebukuro!"

Delic looked between the pair, letting out a sigh. Kasuka had asked him to help Shizuo find someone to love. It looked like he already had someone. An ex-boyfriend? "Shizuo. We should get going." A little test wouldn't hurt. Taking a step closer, he moved his lips against the startled blond's. Deepening the kiss, he glanced out of the corner of his eye seeing the man's reaction. So there was something between them.

Izaya watched as the protozoan was dragged away by another blond that looked identical. Turning away he headed back to Shinjuku. How dare he? Shizu-chan still belonged to him. He kept up his poker face until he got back home, his hand clenched around his knife. Slamming the door shut, he startled Namie who was filing in the corner. Who was that man?

"Delic, you shouldn't do that." His cousin shrugged, following him into the apartment. "Who was that guy?" He noticed the faint blush on Shizuo's cheeks. "We went out back in high school." Dropping his bags, he glanced around the apartment, seeing an opened photo album laying on the floor. "Izaya Orihara?"

Shizuo flinched snatching the album back. "Don't touch that. Don't talk about the flea. I hate him." Placing the album back on the shelf, he picked up Delic's bags taking them to the spare room. "Then how about if I comfort you?" Shaking his head he let out a sigh. "I don't need you to do that any more."

"When you came to me in high school. It was because of him?" A stupid mistake, he had smashed everything before running into his cousin, who helped him forget everything, at least for a while. "...Yeah. So?" Getting up, he headed outside for a cigarette. "Has there been anyone else since?"

Strong arms wrapped around his waist, stopping him from moving. "I can help you forget again." Clenching his fists, he tilted his head, meeting Delic's gaze. "It doesn't work. I can't forget." Now they were getting somewhere. "That's because you're still in love with him." Shizuo said nothing, not even trying to get out of his hold.

"Shizuo, Kasuka called me to help you find love. I'll be leaving soon." Dipping his head down he met Shizuo's lips, letting the drugs pass into his cousin's mouth. "Wha?" Shizuo pushed against Delic trying to get away, knowing that something was wrong. Already his strength was failing him, making him panic slightly at what he had just swallowed.

Delic waited until the blond in his arms stopped fighting and grew limp, lowering him onto the sofa, he headed for the bedroom, where his bags had been placed. Shizuo and that man would be together again before tomorrow morning. He would make sure of it.

Once everything was ready, he took a seat on the sofa, placing a sleeping Shizuo on his lap. Working on the belt buckle, he unzipped the pants, surprised that his cousin had grown since he had last touched him. Already the sleeping man was rock hard and he knew that the drugs were working.

Covering his fingers in lubricant, the host brought them to the blond's entrance, slipping the first in. Shizuo groaned in his sleep. "You can't wake up yet." Pushing the second in, he searched around for that little spot, causing his cousin to moan softly. The third followed and began stretching his cousin for what he had planned.

Shizuo felt like shit when he woke up. His head hurt, he felt tired and sluggish and most of all weak. Forcing his eyes open, he tried to move his arms only to find he couldn't. There was a painful ache in his lower half, his eyes wide open as he realised something was inside him, moving in and out.

Fully awake, he could see he was on some sort of black inflatable lounger. His pants and boxers were pooled around his knees, his wrists were strapped to the side, along with his ankles. He couldn't see that far behind him. Shizuo knew he was hard and that he had been drugged. "Delic!" There was no sign of his cousin. Damn it. "Delic!"

Whatever was being thrust into him, nailed his prostate, making him cry out. His fingers clenched weakly around something that had been placed in his hand. It was his phone, the contact had already been selected for him, Izaya's name was on the screen. All he had to do was push the call button. But why would the flea answer?

Izaya was in a bad mood, even Namie had left in a hurry. After going back through his old lover's records he had found that man. Delic Heiwajima. He was a popular host, number one at where he worked. There were no bad comments about him, everyone who had met him had fallen at his feet. It looked like Shizu-chan had fallen for him too.

Glaring at the blond on the screen, he froze as a melody sounded from within the drawer. As an informant, he had plenty of phones and contacts, which he kept in his pocket of his jacket. The one in the drawer however was the one he used back in high school. Now there was only one person that still had the number to that phone.

Abandoning his screen, Izaya flicked open the drawer, taking out the phone. Shizu-chan's name flashed across the screen. The phone hadn't been used since they had broken up. Accepting the call he held it to his ear, hearing faint noises in the background. "Shizu-chan?" There was more rustling and heavy breathing. Nn Iz-aya.

That voice went straight to his groin, though he knew something was wrong. Hurts. Ahn! He recognized the voice too. That was the blond's voice during sex. Shrugging on his jacket, he kept the phone to his ear, running out of the apartment. Delic was the only one with the blond at the moment.

The phone call had been pointless from the start, now it was just incoherent moans that he hadn't heard in years. His footsteps quickened, until he was standing in front of his monster's apartment. The door wasn't even locked. Izaya's fingers clenched around his knife as he opened the door...

And froze. He had expected to walk in and find his old lover with Delic. Instead he was on all fours on some sort of lounger. The blond's head was low as he shook. "Shizu-chan?" Taking a step closer, the protozoan hadn't bothered to acknowledge him. "Ah...can't...nn..." Kneeling down next to the dazed man, he looked for a switch, not finding one.

Undoing the straps, he watched as the blond slumped forward. "St-op...ahn..." Working on the other straps securing his ankles, Izaya grabbed onto the black block at the end, trying to inch the vibrator out. He only succeeded in forcing it further in, gaining another shuddering moan. Glancing around, his sharp crimson eyes looked for some sort of remote that usually came with sex toys.

Pulling the apartment apart, he tossed the sofa cushions to one side, getting more aroused by the minute as the blond jerked and released, with a loud cry. It wasn't the first time since he had arrived. Reaching a cabinet, he yanked the few books onto the floor, watching as the remote fell out of what looked like a photo album.

Crouching down he could see they were pictures from high school When both he and the protozoan had been going out. "...Iz-aya..." Pushing the photos away, he turned the device off, hearing the near silent vibrations stop. Kneeling down, he embraced his old lover slowly pulling him forwards, the vibrator sliding out of him with a wet pop.

"Shizu-chan you can get up now?" The blond only moaned, a puddle of white fluid surrounding him. "You've been drugged." Shizuo blinked, rubbing against Izaya. He didn't think he would come. "Help." He was going to kill Delic when the drugs wore off. "Shizu-chan. Don't you hate me?" Shaking his head, he fumbled with the flea's pants. "...No."

The room spun as he was pushed back, his back hitting the floor. His soiled pants were removed. His back arched as Izaya entered him in a single thrust. His weakened arms looped around the thin neck, noticing that his old lover had grown. "More." The flea obliged him slamming into his sweet spot. "Shizu-chan."

It was just like old times, his legs over Izaya's shoulders, while he gave into the immense pleasure he was given. It was almost like a dream. Maybe Delic had given him hallucinogenics instead. But for now. "Izaya." Lifting his head, he met the raven's lips, they felt real.

Moving his hips, he timed his movements with the man thrusting into him. If this was a dream he hoped that he never woke up. "Ah, so close." He was already cumming over himself, his body had no control and still he was painfully hard to the brink of tears. "Hang on Shizu-chan." He felt something fill him, before he was flipped over, Izaya taking him again.

When he woke up he felt exhausted and sore. Opening his eyes, he found himself staring at the ceiling. Where was he? Crimson eyes filled his vision. "...Iz-aya?" His throat hurt. "Good morning, Shizu-chan." Confusion filled him as the flea slowly helped him up. Next to him was a black inflatable, that made him shudder. So it hadn't been a dream?

His knees gave way and he knew without a doubt that his strength had yet to return. "Why?" Izaya helped him to the bedroom, taking slow steps. "You called me." Shizuo blinked. "You came." His head rested on one of his soft pillows. "Why wouldn't I? Really protozoan." He blinked again. "...Hate me?" His eyes closed, hearing something whispered in his ear.

The next time he woke up he felt a hell of a lot better. Izaya was laying beside him, arms around his waist. A knock at the door made him look up. "Delic!" Trying to get up, the arms around him tightened. "Don't look so angry, Shizuo. You're back together now. I came to get my stuff." His cousin moved towards the bed, gripping his chin and tilting his face upwards.

"If you break up again. You know where I am." Delic moved closer, brushing his lips against his shocked cousin. "Get away from, Shizu-chan. He's mine." He jumped back barely escaping the blade that slashed through the air. "Well now. Aren't you possessive? Take good care of him." He could feel the two of them glaring at him as he left. Taking his bags, he laughed as he left the apartment.

"I'm going to kill him. Doing something like that again." Crimson eyes pierced through him. "Again? You've let him touch you before?" Shizuo shrugged. "After we broke up." Izaya scowled. How dare anyone touch his lover. "We never broke up. You've always been mine." The blond blushed. "Yeah. I'm going after him." A hand stopped him. "Don't. If you want to get back at him, there's another way."

Shizuo shook his head. "Delic has always been difficult to handle. He does whatever he feels like." Izaya smirked. "I know someone even worse. My cousin can put him in his place. I'll get Hibiya to deal with him. For now we have lost time to make up for and you let someone over than me touch you. That's not allowed, Shizu-chan."

End