-๑-๑ ๑- Chapter 23: It´s all your fault -๑ ๑-๑-

-Shizuo´s point of view.-

Silence occupied the room for what felt almost like minutes to the blond. To say the mood was killed was almost an underestimation there. Izaya had said nothing except that one word- father.

Remembering that Shizuo had already met the man before he tried to recall the man. Back then he had seemed fairly cold, maybe strict but nice. He didn't yell at him or was annoyed that he had had to drive all the way to their school even though he didn't actually have to fetch Izaya in the end.

… and yet somehow he didn't like the guy all too much.

Entering the door frame the man let his eyes travel over the living room. For a second the blond thought he saw the guy frown, but then he smiled instead with the same smile he showed at school.

"Oh, so you brought a friend over. Nice to meet you."

"Ah, yeah, nice to meet you too," Shizuo mumbled, he couldn't shake this odd feeling off. Like he was missing out on something.

The flea had gone terribly quiet as well, not exactly helping him figure out what was going on. Glancing back he looked at the raven who was just looking at his dad as if he had zoned out.

"Izaya?" Shizuo called, making the flea unfreeze as he twisted his head back to the blond.

"The tutoring lesson is over Shizu-chan, shouldn't you be going home?" he asked instead, one of the smirks that used to piss Shizuo off crawled over his face.

"I guess- Yeah," the blond replied dumbfounded, a bit disappointed that their little afternoon meeting was already over. Not that he had enjoyed looking like an idiot in front of the raven, but he did enjoy the time they spent together.

Getting up from the floor he grabbed his books. An odd silence was hovering over the scene- it was really odd. Usually Izaya would be rambling. Shizuo half expected Izaya to tell his dad some weird things about him, just to make him feel even more embarrassed- his mother and siblings already thought he was weird for being called "Shizu-chan" by the raven.

But nothing. The flea stayed awfully quiet. The silence was odd to a point that was unnerving almost.

"Izaya is something wrong?" As if on cue the raven got up from the table and moved over to the entrance.

"Of course not," he chirped with a grin on his face. "I'm just surprised I actually managed to teach you something." The blond snorted, this was more like the flea he knew.

"Hey, I'm not entirely stupid," he threw in as the raven opened the door. He expected the flea to remarks more and give another witty response like he used to, but no-

"See you tomorrow, Shizu-chan."

"Ah, yeah, see you..." And with that the door was shut close.

Just like that.

Rubbing the back of his neck the blond spend half a minute just staring at the closed door-

The afternoon had been nice, but somehow…. looking back at the house the blond felt as though something was off. Just a little.

Just what was he missing?

Turning around to walk away from the house he left out a sigh.

He didn´t know.

-Izaya´s point of view.-

Quiet the door´s lock twisted shut. For a second the raven remained just like that, hand on the door grip, facing the entrance.

"Was that a friend?" a voice asked, not bothering to raise the volume loud enough so Izaya would hear him clearly. A shadow appeared in the hallway and slow steps approached the raven.

"What did I tell you about bringing anyone home, Izaya?"

Feeling his stomach drop the raven turned around- not intending to defy his father even more than he already did. He didn't know he was coming home- or no, rather he did know, that´s why Kururi and Mairu weren't home in the first place- but he didn't know he would be coming home this early-

He thought having Shizu-chan over for just an hour would be safe, he thought just an hour would-

"So you are ignoring me, is that it?" The raven´s eyes widened as he snapped out of his thoughts.

"No-" he responded so quick he bit his tongue but the man wasn't patient enough- the rough sound of skin meeting skin resounded through the hallway and the raven squeezed his eyes shut in a momentary sting of pain.

Rolling up his right arms sleeve the man repeated his earlier question. "Answer me Izaya, what did I tell you about bringing anyone home?" With dread the raven saw how his father's fingers formed a fist, only to relax again, waiting for a response. But the raven didn't give any, he knew already that no matter what he said it was useless anyway. Despite that he couldn´t swallow down that lump forming in the back of his throat.

He just wanted to run away. Open the door behind him and run- run far.

Maybe even run to Shizu-chan, no one could compete against the blond in terms of strength.

But he couldn´t.

He knew he couldn´t. It wasn´t a matter of possibilities at hand he knew that.

"I think you forgot where your place is in this house."

Shaking his head despite the uselessness of his action he took a step backwards, his whole body tensing. "No, I didn´t- I´m sorry I know I shouldn't have brought anyone over," the expression of his father´s still didn't change- he could see that anger, the rage glitter in his eyes. His father never yelled oh no, he never lost his composure either- be it when others were present or when they were completely alone. His father would never lose control over himself- as far as hitting your son could be viewed as a form of having control over yourself-

"The teacher," the raven started once more, hoping that maybe he was lucky enough to avoid a confrontation still- "The teacher made me give my classmate tutoring lessons because he is going to fail his classes," a sort of relieved feeling washed over the raven at the not even too far off of the truth excuse. This was something acceptable right?

After all it was a teacher who suggested it, if it was a teacher who-

"Do you think I'm stupid Izaya?" A shudder ran down the raven's back and he felt his stomach drop as he realized his mistake.

"No, of course no-"

"Turn around." Silence started to ring inside Izaya's ears. He could hear some faint noise almost tuning out everything else as he just looked at his father for what felt like a century. The words had not been loud, no, if anything they were threateningly quiet.

"I said turn around," the father repeated making the raven flinch at the mere sentence.

his feet moved as if on autopilot, turning twisting, his body shifting until he was facing the door again.

His whole body was tense, waiting for what the man would do now just what-

Harsh pain crashed into the raven´s scalp as his head got slammed to his right, meeting the cupboard standing there with full force. Pain tore through his mind and for a second nothing but black surrounded his eyes- he wasn't able to make out why he was on the ground.

His hands touched the carpet beneath his fingertips, he could feel warm liquid drip down softly from the side of his head. Nausea was welcoming him with open arms, and then his father moved again.

"Did you stumble Izaya?" even through his blurry sight he could make out his father´s shoe in front of his face. Standing there."Falling down the stairs," the shoe rose out of the raven´s sight, "you should really watch where you are walking-" The force the kick met his body with made the raven gasp for air momentarily losing the ability to breath as pain shot through his body. "You should watch your words too," again, harsh in the same spot- Izaya's hands turned into fists, "It's not good to lie to people Izaya-" and there was the third, making the raven feel like he was about to throw up any moment now.

Squeezing his eyes shut for what felt like a minute he tried to swallow down the feeling, chase the nausea away- he was scared, he was scared what his father would do if he actually threw up-

"You knew what you were doing Izaya, it was written all over your face when I came home," his father spoke again as the raven tried to concentrate on his own breathing and the fresh air entering his lungs.

His whole body tensed as he prepared for a fourth kick to come- but it didn´t.

The floor creaked and the raven opened his eyes again, seeing his father walk back to the living room. He only paused at the door frame, looking the male into the eyes.

"You know, this is all your fault," he sighed, shaking his head as if he were disappointed. "If you hadn't lied to me this wouldn't have had to happen."

-Shinra´s point of view.-

Groaning the brunette heaved himself out of his bed. Covers were pushed aside and hands fumbled for glasses that were supposed to rest on his desk. A curse ripped from the future doctor when something fell to the floor.

Glass clattered and a second later the familiar object was resting on his nose again.

Squinting and yawning the boy looked at his bedside table, the numbers on his alarm now clearly reading 11:26pm.

A frown crossed his face. Shinra had thought h had heard someone knock at the door- but at this hour?

Deeming the knocking as a part of one of his dreams the brunette turned around in his bed again and put the glasses back on the table.

Must have been his imagination. His father was only going to return in a week and Celty had gone with him for more experiments.

A grin sneaked onto his expression when he thought about the woman. Sure she might be just a little bit too old, but hey she was a Dullahan, he would catch up to her in no time and then she wouldn't be able to argue any further why he shouldn´t be her boyfriend~

He really wondered why she was so keen on keeping everyone away from her in the first place.

... Reminded him of a certain someone he knew all too well. Izaya was like that too. Better not make any friends or seem approachable, ne?

*knock knock*

Startled the brunette´s eyes shot open again, the sudden noise having ripped him out of his thoughts. Okay this time he was really sure he had heard someone knock at the door.

A frown, more anxious than annoyed found its way onto his forehead and he quickly fidgeted with his glasses, getting them back on his face again.

A baseball bat that was always kept next to his bed, for scientific reasons of course, was grabbed as the boy slipped out of the bed.

No one being at home Shinra didn´t even have any sort of back up. The thought crossed him only when he was almost at the door. Again a knock resounded and the brunette took the last step forward- forgetting the small table at the entrance that always held onto everyone´s keys and little belongings.

With a clattering sound he bumped into the wooden piece of furniture, curses leaving his mouth as he had ran right into the edge of it.

"What are you doing in there?" a voice suddenly resounded from outside the apartment, making the brunette blink while rubbing his poor side.

The baseball bat was dropped and the light flicked on as he opened the door finally, a pretty damn familiar raven standing in front of his entrance, only raising an eyebrow at him.

"...Izaya?" The raven snorted as his eyes caught the deadly weapon on the ground and the slightly moved desk next to the door- he didn´t need to be a genius to know what had happened.

"Expected someone else?" he asked, biting back some laughter- the future doctor, however, wasn´t exactly joining his fun as he worried frown spread on his expression.

"What happened to your face?" The raven looked awful- one of his eyes had turned completely blue and swollen up, purple and blue was visible beneath the tender skin and he could see something that almost looked like blood cling to Izaya's hair tips on the side of his head.

The raven looked as if something had hit his head pretty hard.

"I fell down some stairs," Izaya merely shrugged, taking the opportunity to slip inside the apartment before the doctor could start asking hundreds of questions in the door. "Since you are the kid of a crazy scientist I thought you might have some bandages to spare," he explained further not exactly putting the brunette at ease though.

Shinra´s brows only furrowed more at the answer and he closed the door before coming after the raven.

"That looks pretty bad this time, you should go to hospital-"

"Really? And worry my mum?" The raven didn´t even let him finish his sentence as he turned on the light in the living room and let himself slump down on top of the couch.

"You live alone don't you? Your dad is gone for a trip again and it doesn't matter if I drop by- your words."

"I was more thinking of you hiding from Shizuo or maybe just dropping by for a sleepover or something not this kind of thing." Shinra sighed, sitting down on the table before letting his hands reach out for the raven. "Let me take a look at that."

Wordlessly the boy closed his eyes and let him do as he pleased as Shinra trailed his fingertips along a small cut on the side, lifting the black strains of hair just a bit to see the wound more clearly.

Looked like he had hit his head real hard there. The blood was already drying, forming a crust and a bump was forming. At least he wouldn't need any stitches though from what he could tell.

He couldn´t do much about his face, however, it was swollen and except for some ointment he might be able to put on it he couldn´t really do much for him.

"Geez you look like shit," Shinra sighed, letting off the raven and stood up again walking to one of the cupboards in the room.

"Are you going to fix me up or not?" Izaya questioned missing the cool finger tips on the hurting skin.

"Of course, I´m just getting father´s equipment." With those words a silver suitcase was pulled out of the piece of furniture. Almost looked like those they had at school, filled with tools to dissect frogs.

Izaya bet Shinra loved that kind of shit too.

Putting the case on top of the desk Izaya felt just a slight tad relieved that the thing was just filled with band aids, ointments and crèmes.

A bottle filled with brown strong smelling liquid was taken out of it and he watched his friend pour some of it on a cotton ball.

"This might burn," Shinra warned, almost like a real doctor as he dragged the wet fluff across the cut.

The raven merely nodded, didn´t even flinch when he pressed the thing against his skin.

It was odd for Izaya to remain this silent and yet it wasn´t something Shinra wasn´t used to.

Izaya was just like that. On occasions, sometimes, he would just show up here with some kind of injury and ask him to fix him up.

Shinra knew he didn´t just fall down some stairs. Everyone else he might have believed, but definitely not someone as agile and good at parkour as Izaya. If he managed to run away from Shizuo and jump down buildings, then a simple slip on stairs should have been no problem for him as well.

It worried him. Shizuo had already said that someone managed to beat Izaya up- who knew what kind of business the raven had gotten himself into.

"What was the baseball bat for though?" snapping out of his thoughts the brunette blinked, adjusting his glasses before answering the question.

"Hey, did you look at the clock? It´s freaking late- no one drops by at this kind of hour." No one except Izaya that is.

The raven merely hummed, closing his eyes as the four eyed friend smeared some kind of crème on his cut and bruise.

"Besides, what if I had been busy with something?" Shinra threw in, a grin on his face.

"You. Busy." The raven repeated, looking at the clock in the living room, doing her ticking business on the wall, and raised an eyebrow. "At 11:26pm?"

"I could have been having date or something more if you know what I mean~" Shinra grinned, screwing the ointment close before grabbing a scissor inside the suitcase to cut the bandage into the right length.

"The imaginary girlfriend again?" Izaya asked, the mockery audible in his voice.

"You are so mean, who is saying she is imaginary?" Shinra pouted while lifting the bandage to Izaya´s face.

"Sure, sure," Izaya cooed flinching softly, however, when the bespectacled wrapped the rough silk over his wound.

Pausing shortly Shinra made it a point to cover it even more careful and slow, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he did.

"You should be more careful," he mumbled, making the raven glance at him with one eye. "on the stairs." he didn´t really empathize a lot on that one single word, but Izaya sure as hell got the message.

"Are you implying you don´t believe me?" the raven pouted, acting offended by the words, but when was he not acting that way?

"Nope, not one bit," Shinra stated bluntly, making Izaya gasp theatrically in response.

"Woah, that's mean, where did your trust go?"

"Never existed, my friend," the future doctor responded with a smirk, putting one last adhesive tape onto the fabric to make sure it would hold up during the night. "Okay, all done, I have to admit you look better than usual like this," Shinra announced proudly, twisting the raven by his shoulder just so much he was looking right into the mirror on the living room´s wall.

"You covered half my face," Izaya noticed dryly, looking at the boy inside the mirror who wasn´t letting the chance slip to shove his ticklish brown hair into the raven´s neck with a grin in a makeshift hug.

"That's the point~" Snorting the raven pried himself off the brunette making him lose his balance and flop onto he couch. The glasses didn´t quite stick to his nose as they went falling to the ground, making the brunette a blind mole again.

"You are flattering as usual," Izaya commented, bending down to pick the pair of glasses up and swiftly place them back on Shinra´s nose.

The future doctor blinked, seeing as the raven wasn´t leaving yet, instead he was just standing there.

So it was one of those nights, huh? Must have been rougher than he thought.

"Well then," Shinra announced with a smile, getting up from the couch and shuffled over to yet another cupboard and shoved it open.

"My room or here?"

"Yours, I don´t wanna get woken up by some annoying sunlight."

To others it might seem like an odd conversation, but to Shinra it was just their way of handling each other. Just like Izaya always came to get fixed but never really told him what happened he sometimes just stayed over and didn´t go home.

"Sure," the brunette mumbled, giving his best to pull that futon inside his bedroom.

Sometimes after being patched up Izaya would just crash on the couch and sometimes he would just sleep over here in his room.

Of course the latter one was something that happened pretty scarce, and yet it wasn´t the first time either.

Sighing he dropped the heavy thing and Izaya took it upon himself to make himself comfortable in it while Shinra crawled back inside his bed.

It was just a minute the raven took until he was curled up under the blanket only that black mob of hair visible from underneath and the brunette extinguished the light.

He really wondered, what made it so hard for Izaya to jut tell him what happened. Sometimes he really wanted to ask, wanted to know who he was fighting with to get injured so much. But he knew the moment he asked Izaya probably would stop coming over altogether.

"Good night, Izaya~"

Shinra knew he didn´t want him to pry but as long as he kept coming to him at least when he got into trouble that was alright.

"Night, Shinra."

Izaya was his most precious friend after all.

To be continued

GAHHHHH IM SORRYYYYYYY -cries forever-

I know I haven't been updating regularly TAT None of my stories actually -bows in apology

I don't even have a good excuse geez because the reason is fairly selfish x'D

Anyway peeps, no worries xD

First off: I´m not dead, I didn't drop mah love for Shizaya, I didn't drop mah love for writing nor am I stopping any of my stories xD

The reason I'm so late is because I´m trying to fulfill a dream of mine C':

You know peeps, I allllllways ever since I first started typing little stories on a keyboard when I was 8 years old, dreamt of one day writing a book xD

My own book series to be precise C:

I´m not sure whether it´s gonna be a trilogy or more books but the thing is I have been working on the plot since 5 years ago (holy fuck that long?!)- on a plot xD Of an original book C: no fanfiction, just me and mah old brain coming up with the most fucked up fantasy/love/friendship/mystery/adventure story I could think of xD

As some of you might know from various authors notes or stuff I only started writing fanfiction stories in the first place because I wanted to train writing and get something like a writing style before I start writing down the story I came up with C:

And over the course of time over those 5 years (Fucking long time omg) lots of you lovely wonderful encouraging cookies started gradually but surely saying not only nice things about my story but also mah writing itself xD Which is like the ultimate compliment for me gosh -squeals in joy at all those encouraging words- And I myself noticed too that my writing changed and it's way easier for me today to write and describe scenes than it was 5 years ago xD

And that grew and grew and you all encouraged me so much that by now I finally gathered enough to confidence and experience to actually start writing my book C: xD (lol after 5 years xD)

So to put it simple: I started writing my book two weeks ago xD

Now I'm on chapter 5 with the whole shit and got 20.728 words so far x'D

I'm writing between 1000 and 2000 words a day, if not more because I wanna get it done before December C': Looking at the pace I´m going at, considering a book of 600 pages, counting roughly 300 words per page, roughly equals an amount of 150.000 words, I should be done with the first book of the story somewhere between October the 8th (earliest possible date lmao) and December the 17th (latest possible date) x'D -coughs- you might have noticed I like making plans and calculating shit lmao x'D -cough-

Anyway, So actually that´s the reason I'm so late with all the updates x'D C':

I´m so immersed in mah book´s world and shit and working on it all day there's barely any time left for ma precious shizaya -cries-

I'm sorry for updating so sparingly gah, but I´m getting back to it!

I set up a schedule I can keep xD Just look at mah profile and you will see when all the updates are scheduled C:

If you are curious, I´m updating the word counts of all the updates everyday on my profile - also the words count of my book if anyone is interested x'D That way you can check whether I´m progressing and the chapter will come out in time or not xD

Also for all the worried cookies out there- you can see on the "profile updated:23h ago" that I´m very much alive and haven't forgotten everyone C':

Well then, I guess that´s everything for today- C': sowy again for the long ass delay TAT

And back to bcd- this chapter was pretty shitty I know xd kill meh for it xD but I promise this was one of the worst chapters C': now some sweet ones will follow again C: xD And just as a side note- gosh do you love Shinra as much as I do? That cutie clumsy cookie?! xD geez he is so cuddable xD

Guest2: xDD ahaha daw, I love making them blush C: and I can only do this when they are in high school, innocence and all so ohohoh gonna make em blush a lot C: xD dawww xD Shizuo is such a worried cookie xD he has no idea how to even start a friendship xD Now he is just entirely lost how to start something more x'D ahhhhh sadly sadly no threats no revelation of the devil C' not yet C: but the next few chapters will be cute again xD Playing at school ho ho with the lovely Shizuo trying his best to be likeable xD !

Well then, that´s it for today my lovelies xD

See you~! C: 3 3 3