Title:- A brother's love
Pairing:- Izuo
Rating:- M
Warning:- language, violence, yaoi
Disclaimer:- I don't own Durarara
Summary:- Shizuo will do anything for Kasuka.
Sometimes Izaya finds himself questioning Shizuo and Kasuka's relationship. The stoic idol brother of his boyfriend didn't make it clear how he felt about their relationship. But occasionally he wonders if the younger brother could possibly be on his side. If he's not then it's a little creepy. It's nothing out of the ordinary for boxes of goods to be delivered to their apartment. Usually it's things and appliances Kasuka has brought. It irks him a little given that he can easily support his boyfriend.
It doesn't matter what is in the boxes. Shizuo will covert it and show a rare smile gone in a camera click. Everything Kasuka buys has a place in there apartment. The kitchen appliances, all Kasuka. The bedding and curtains? Kasuka. Everywhere Izaya looks he can see his boyfriend's brother. The latest box makes him both worried and a little excited. Shizuo is spending a lot of time in the bedroom behind a locked door. The last time it happened was when Kasuka had brought Shizuo a vibrator for their anniversary. Oh yeah, they were married. Didn't he mention that?
Izaya had taken it as a declaration of war and used the toy until it broke. He'd posted it back in its broken state with a thank you note. Kasuka hadn't sent another one since.
"Shizu-chan, what are you doing in there? Kasuka-kun didn't buy you any more toys did he?" Izaya called tapping his foot impatiently. "I'll pick the lock."
"...it's stuck." He heard a muffled groan. "I only tried it on."
Izaya couldn't quell the dirty images that flooded into his head. Maybe he was a tad frustrated. After all image how long do you think it took to seduce a tsundere that didn't like pain or anything embarrassing? To think once upon a time he'd claimed to love all humanity equally whilst thinking he was asexual. Those days were long gone. Give him a hole. Shizuo's hole and he'd go non stop until he was withered and his cock was about to drop off. Izaya covered his nose. He hadn't entered the room yet and thought he was about to have a nose bleed.
"Shizu-chan, maybe I can help." Izaya called.
"As long as you promise not to tear it."
Tear what? What was stuck? Izaya wanted to jiggle the door handle. Better yet he wanted x-ray vision to see what his hubby had gotten himself into. "I promise."
The door unlocked and opened. Izaya staggered back blood pouring from his nose. Clapping both hands over his nose he held down firmly ignoring the red mess all over his hands.
"Flea?" Shizuo stood wearing a navy blue swimsuit. It was obviously for girls but not a mistake since there was a white patch on the front with his hubby's name.
"...what's stuck?" Izaya asked behind the safety of his hands.
Shizuo sighed turning around the back slid up his hubby's butt showcasing perfectly pert globes. "I think it's too small."
Izaya fell back moving his hands. Blood ran freely down his dark v-neck. "I think it looks great." He murmured appreciatively. "Why don't you leave it like it is?"
Shizuo looked at him torn between concern and disgust. Izaya liked both expressions. "Because Kasuka asked for a photo."
And suddenly Izaya found himself creeped out by his brother in law. Kasuka wanted pictures of Shizuo in a school swimsuit? There was something seriously wrong there.
"Why don't you wrap a towel around your waist?" Izaya suggested trying to get a better look. His shy hubby turned to the side to hide himself instead flaunting high thighs.
"I suppose. Do we have- what are you staring at?"
Izaya giggled. "Your very fine physic. Can I touch?"
"No."
"Please?" Izaya begged.
"No."
"Pretty please with fresh cream on top?" Izaya licked his lips. Fresh cream on top indeed. What he could do with a can of cream and his tongue. He'd smother both cherries before taking a bite. The momentary sweetness overload would be balanced out by the bitter tang of-
"Flea!" Shizuo growled. "Not on the carpet!" Izaya covered his nose.
"Oops. Hehe." Izaya knew blood would be a bitch to get out of the carpet. Oh well. Kasuka had brought it anyway. "So? Where were we?"
"You were being a perv. How are you not anaemic yet?"
Izaya shrugged wobbling a little. "It's Shizu-chan's fault for being so sizzling hot. I need to cool down. Maybe in a pool." Izaya grinned.
"Get the blood out of the carpet first." His hubby growled.
"Why it's only-" Izaya did the smart think and shut up, successfully deactivating the loaded glare and torrent of abuse budding on the tip of the blond's tongue. "I'll get the carpet cleaner."
"Wait!" Shizuo grabbed him before he could leave. Izaya licked his lips brightening. "Help me take a picture."
"Can't you take it yourself?" Izaya scowled. Kasuka again. Always Kasuka.
"I can't hold up the towel and take a picture." His hubby grumbled. Izaya gave him a once over.
"I'll hold the-" no. He'd grope the protozoan until he was knocked away. Besides that Izaya didn't want anyone to see the delicious wanton Tsundere. Especially not Kasuka. "The phone." That way at least he could make sure the picture wasn't indecent.
"Oh. Thanks." Snatching the phone Izaya got in position. "Wrap the towel tighter." At the moment his hubby looked innocently shy. He wasn't having that. "Higher."
"Like this?" Izaya took the photo scrutinising the result. He'd taken it from waist up after zooming in. Kasuka wouldn't get to see the long graceful pins. Thanks to the lighting his hubby's peeking nips couldn't be seen. "Can I move yet?"
"Yeah. Here." Izaya tossed the phone back not caring if it broke. That was yet another present from Kasuka.
Shizuo's reflexes were as good as ever. "Flea! You cut off my head!"
"You said your brother wants to see a picture of the swimsuit." Izaya shrugged.
"Take it properly." His hubby growled.
"Fine."
"Hurry up. You still need to get the blood out of the carpet!"
Izaya sighed. So much for silent hero. The protozoan had become such a nag. "Yes dear."
"Can I move yet?" Funny how he no longer felt aroused.
x-x-x
"Flea," Izaya looked up expecting another ridiculous request "can you help me take this off now?"
"What you've finished with it?"
"Yeah. It's a little constricting." So that's why his hubby was so red.
"Fine." Izaya crooked a finger. There was no point in standing given the blond was taller than him. "Crouch down." His hubby did as he was told looking pained. "Why do you feel the need to squeeze into these-outfits?" He muttered tugging at the shoulder straps. It was tight the costume leaving red indents. It would be easy to cut with his knife but if he did that he'd be sleeping on the couch for a month and that was the best case scenario. "It's on tight."
"...yeah." The blond grumbled face flushed.
"What's wrong?" Izaya asked racking up the points for concern. At this rate he might get the brute in bed by the end of the week.
"It's rubbing."
Izaya covered his nose. "Is it? Let's try getting it wet." Quickly he got up leading his hubby into the shower. Unhooking the shower head he waited for the blond to come shuffling in at a snails pace. "Drop the towel."
"Is this going to work?" The blond asked crossing his arms over his chest and staying huddled in the corner. Izaya dropped his gaze low shamelessly staring at the bulge quickly becoming more prominent.
"It should." He answered turning the spray to that spot.
"Cold!" Shizuo jumped placing a hand between his legs. Izaya burned the images into his retinas. Kasuka had his picture but he wanted this one. It was one he would never be allowed to have.
"Is it?" Izaya faked concern. "Looks like I forgot to change the settings." Correcting the dial he resumed the spray. His own pants grew tighter watching as the swimming costume became a second skin.
"I think that's enough!" Shizuo complained snatching the shower head from him. "Let's try again."
Izaya nodded oogling his dripping wet hubby. His fingers couldn't hook underneath the straps. Humming to himself he touched the blond's chest sliding his two fingers under the loosest part and moving up. "This might hurt."
"I'm already getting a wedgie here."
Izaya pulled up and down, the first strap loose and hanging on one shoulder. Repeating the same for the other strap he stumbled knocking them both down to the floor."Sorry Shizu-chan." His hand squeezed feeling something squidgy.
"Don't." His hubby groaned looking all sorts of indecent.
"You're aroused?" Izaya asked feigning surprise.
"I said it was rubbing!"
"You did." Izaya agreed. "Want me to help you out?"
His hubby turned away flicking his eyes back. It was Shizuo's-yes but I'm embarrassed- hard to get look. Unfortunately his wrist was taken in a vice grip. "Not when I'm wearing this."
Izaya nodded. "Sure." His fantasy was being dashed, his dreams becoming a nightmare. He'd had enough of the you can look but not touch rule. Damn it he wanted to get laid. "Let's take this off."
"Carefully." His hubby grumbled.
"Right. Can't ruin your precious baby brother's gift." Izaya smiled gently rolling the top down. Did he dare tease the cheeky little buds asking for attention? Only if he wanted to become a monk.
"Flea? Are you upset about something?"
Izaya refrained from rolling his eyes at his dense brother complex thick protozoan of a hubby. "Why would I be?" He asked with a smile. It was a disarming smile he'd perfected.
"My mistake." The blond stood rolling the rest of the costume down and setting to the floor with a soft splat. "Do you need help taking your clothes off?"
Izaya wasn't pessimistic but he knew better than to jump in head first. His hubby stood ready naked and willing for him. Yet the curse of Kasuka hung heavy over their heads like a black rain cloud.
"Let's take care of this first." His hand brushed against hot rigid flesh standing to attention. His fingers curled and he stepped closer.
His hubby drew a sharp intake of breath. Izaya stood on his tiptoes brushing their lips together in the briefest of touches.
Then the bloody phone rang like he knew it would. The ringtone was the opening for the first film Kasuka had starred in. "I should get that."
Izaya didn't stop him. He took a step back shook his head closed the door and stepped into the cold shower. His hand would do as his partner. It certainly paid more attention to him.
x-x-x
"Izaya, you busy?" Came a soft enquiring voice. That was when he knew his day no his week, probably his month would turn to shit.
"For what?" He asked irritated, tired and horny.
"Well Kasuka is coming back to Ikebukuro, so I was wondering if" damn it there it was "my brother could stay with us?"
Izaya laughed. He couldn't help it. His hubby looked at him strangely as if the request wasn't the most ridiculous thing.
"I could set the guest room up..."
"Guest room?" Izaya cracked. "Whatever for? Kasuka-kun can stay in here. He can sleep on the bed he brought. Don't mind me."
"Flea, are you okay?"
Izaya laughed again skipping back. "Am I okay?" Bouncing over to the door he slipped his shoes on and swung his signature parker over his shoulders like a cloak.
"Where are you going?" His hubby asked.
"Out."
"When will you be back?"
Izaya shrugged threading his arms through his coat. "Dunno."
"Why are you going?"
Izaya looked at his hubby and then around the room. Without an answer he waved and left laughing once again at the confused look on the protozoan's face.
x-x-x
Izaya skipped over to Russian Sushi ignoring Simon's jubilant greeting. He went straight to the conveyor belt loading up his tray.
"I'll have more soon." Dennis told him.
Izaya patted his pockets already knowing how light they were. "I left my wallet at home, don't suppose you'll take this as collateral?" Slipping off his wedding ring he set it on the counter.
"You two split up or something?"
Izaya grinned tossing his shoulders. "You can't really split up with someone that was never yours."
"I trust you'll pay."
"Suit yourself." Izaya palmed the ring. Taking his fill he moved over to the table where three of his favourite pawns were sitting. Well one ex pawn, one current pawn and a demon sword possessed girl that barely passed as a human.
"Oh great, what do you want?" Masaomi groaned rolling his eyes.
"Orihara-san, what are you doing here?"
"Joining you." Izaya smirked. "Shouldn't you be with Saki-chan?"
"I-I'm going!" The blond glowered trying to decide between friend and girlfriend. "Don't try anything with Mikado."
Izaya smiled. "Ah, young love. See that Mikado-kun, he chose his girlfriend over his best friend. As expected of the pair I've given my blessing to."
"Orihara-san?"
"Never get married." Izaya spun his ring on the table letting it roll back and forth. "It's the end of the road. Everything dies when you've taken that oath. It's the nagging and the lack of sex and-"
"Orihara-san!" Mikado blushed. "A-are you drunk?"
Izaya shrugged chomping on his fatty tuna. "Mm, so good. See this will never let me down."
"Should I call Shizuo-san?" The teen asked.
Izaya laughed. "I doubt you'll get through. Hehe. Too busy talking to his precious- doesn't matter. Ne, Mikado-kun you don't have a brother do you?"
"Uh no."
"No sister either." Izaya mused.
"Orihara-san? My lap isn't a pillow."
"I'll marry you then." The informant declared. "I'll divorce Shizu-chan and marry you. What do you say?"
The teen blushed. Saika or Sonohara had left without a word. "But I'm not dating you."
"This is a date." Izaya tilted his head back lowering more tuna into his mouth. "See it's just me and you."
"But-"
"I get it." Izaya grinned. "You want more dates. Don't worry Shizu-chan was a virgin too when we started. So want to go out?"
"Uh won't Heiwjima-san get angry?"
Izaya laughed clutching his insides and kicking his feet. "You're funny Mikado-kun." Turning his head his arms circled the teen's waist. "Shizu-chan won't care. You'll be perfectly safe."
"...then I guess it's okay." Mikado looked down at him blushing more. But Izaya was already asleep grumbling about stupid brother in laws.
End
