Welcome to chapter 14 *^* *0*
This time there won´t be any- or at least not much- gross shit x'DD be prepared for a rather calm and nicey chappy cx hehe 3
Enjoy~!
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ஜ Chapter 14: Staying close ஜ
-Izaya´s point of view-
Soft wind was blowing across the raven´s back, making him shiver softly. The hands that were still resting on his back were warm , but not doing much to keep the raven from freezing. It was cold- yet despite feeling cold he felt hot at the same time as well.
Stupid fever.
The blond was still leaning on his shoulder in this sort of hug. Izaya couldn´t really bring himself to pull away though. He was feeling sick in multiple ways, for once thing because he had a fever and the second- even if he didn´t throw up or anything, his stomach hadn´t been particularly been amused when it saw that knife penetrating Seiji´s eye and skull.
It reminded him all too much of how he had killed Shiki. How those fluids started flowing out of the eyeball's hole, no thank you-
He had seen way too many of these things.
Torn up humans, those zombies gnawing at bodies, capturing someone, ripping them apart, then the killing as well-
And yet his stomach clenched painfully from hunger as well. He hadn´t eaten anything in quite a while. Not a wise move probably, he knew that much, but while seeing these things he really couldn´t bring himself to even think about food.
...
And... even though he had a plan he almost felt like the control was slipping out of his hands slowly but surely.
... he never really had any sort of control to begin with, did he? Be it before he met Shizu-chan or after that. He had no real control. Not even now.
He could have let Shizu-chan kill Namie´s brother and yet... he was growing soft wasn´t he?
Towards the blond. It was odd, he only ever wanted for Shizu-chan to die or hate him or annoy him to the point the flipped out. But now? He wanted Shizu-chan to be alright.
He didn´t want to burden him, nor did he want him to keep hating Izaya. Odd.
It was sort of awkward to admit that much, but being hugged by the blond like this had something really comforting to it. With all this shit going on around them...
Izaya´s hands were still wrapped around the man as well, he could feel the tense muscles beneath his shirt, the slow takes of breath tickling his neck, the soft hair tips brushing against his cheek and the warmth that radiated from his skin.
Shizu-chan somehow always seemed to be warm, no matter how cold it was. He noticed so in the shower as well. When that zombie attacked him- even thought it was probably stupid to notice such a thing while he was basically dying- but he found himself thinking that Shizu-chan´s hands seemed to be warm, and gentle on his shoulders.
It was odd for a monster like him and yet just so like Shizu-chan.
Really, he had to be delirious because of the fever if he started thinking of Shizu-chan as someone gentle-
And yet, what did it even matter?
Just him and Shizu-chan were left.
Sure, there were some humans alive somewhere, he didn't doubt that. If someone like Seiji could survive that long then there had to be others as well. Maybe even Shinra, or Celty- would a dullahan even be affected by the virus?
But right now, right here?
Letting his eyes trail back to the corpse on the ground he found his thoughts travel back to before all of this happened- Namie was still alive then. If she knew what he had done just now she would probably curse him from hell.
"... you are still hot." The words were whispered quietly as the blond released the raven from the hug.
His breathing had slowly but surely calmed down, he seemed to be fine again.
Heh, and really worried on top of that. Was it really the thought of losing him that scared him so much?
A palm found its way to Izaya´s forehead. He didn´t move away though. By now he didn´t really care anymore what the blond did and what he didn´t do.
As expected.
The blond frowned just the slightest bit, feeling the heat radiate from the raven´s skin. Izaya´s eyes were glassy, and his forehead way too hot to just brush it off as a slight fever.
He was pale as well.
Shizuo had to do something for once too. It was a thought that had struck him when Izaya killed Seiji.
It had always been Izaya till now that took care of everything.
Izaya found and hotwired the car.
Izaya drove, like a madman he might add.
Izaya checked him for bites, even if he joked around with it.
Izaya made him feel better about what happened to Kasuka, while Shizuo only hurt him for it.
Izaya took watch in the tree, seeing that stupid zombie dog on the ground.
Izaya found the shower, finally able to get rid of the shirt that was drenched with Kasuka's blood...
Hell Izaya even gave him instructions on how Shizuo should operate on him before he finally passed out.
It was just Izaya. Taking the lead, taking care of everything, thinking about all the important things while Shizuo was just following him around.
And now, even though Izaya was already at his limit, hurt and getting sick on top of all, he even killed Seiji for him.
To put it simply- while he was really grateful Izaya took care of everything he couldn´t just let this continue. Izaya was sick already, what else did he want to happen to the flea?
"You are taking it easy now, okay?" he mumbled, before suddenly sweeping the raven off his feet. A soft gasp escaped Izaya's lips, surprised at the sudden movement and hands clung to the blond´s shirt in order to not lose balance.
With confident steps Shizuo walked over to the abandoned gas station. The glass windows were smashed in and it was obvious even from outside that there was no zombie inside that tiny shop.
Feeling the flea hold onto his shirt he glanced at him. He was frowning just the slightest bit, from the fever most probably, but didn´t complain.
The motion had been just a tad too quick for the raven´s head to follow. A slight headache acted up and he felt dizzy.
"What are you doing?" Izaya questioned, as Shizuo stepped into the shop, shards cracking beneath his shoes.
"I want to check if they have something useful in there and take it with us. Medicine, food and stuff. And then we will drive and find a place that seems safe." The raven opened his eyes unwillingly for a second, cocking an eyebrow.
A place that seems safe, huh?
"Good luck finding such a place," he mumbled, letting his eyes slip shut again. Somehow he felt really sluggish. He should be angry by the fact that Shizuo carried him around and yet he didn´t really mind.
Softly the blond tightened his hold on the raven. He felt hot against his chest.
Letting his hands drop down sluggish Izaya let his head lean onto the blond´s chest. Really now.
Their former hatred based relationship was changing more and more into something that Izaya didn´t know if he should hate or appreciate.
"Carrying me around like this, I sure feel like a princess though. What are you, my butler?" Shizuo almost had to snort at that comment. Princess Izaya, huh?
"At your service Izaya-sama."
What-
The raven blinked, before breaking out into heartfelt laughter.
"Say- say that again Shizu-chan-" he chuckled, not able to contain his laughter- really now. Maybe the way this was changing wasn´t so bad after all.
"No way-" the blond snorted, and instead reached towards the counter inside the shop.
With one swift motion he threw everything off the counter, letting Izaya slip onto it as he put him down.
The raven blinked a tad surprised and glanced at the blond as he stalked over to the store´s merchandise.
Something that looked like a picnic blanket was pulled down from a cupboard and spread on the floor.
The raven raised a brow, didn´t get up from his new seat though as he watched the blond continue. Water bottles, juice, cans with food- sure there wasn´t much to take with them, but it seemed Shizuo was gathering everything that seemed like they could need or use.
Sadly there wasn´t a too large variety of medicines they could use. Izaya glanced at the shelf opposite to him, it was near enough for him to make out their names, contents and expiration date.
Among the usual dowry like painkillers, headache pills and plaster of all sorts there wasn´t really much to use. It´s only been a few days, since everything went downhill, and yet Izaya didn't really trust any liquid or close dated stuff.
He had forgotten today's date as well.
Hearing some rustling the raven looked back towards Shizu-chan who was now throwing sweets on top of the merchandise pile. As well as alcohol and the band aids from the shelf Izaya had been looking at.
For a second Izaya found himself thinking that he hoped they wouldn´t need any band aids anymore.
The four ends of the blanket were finally grabbed and tied to a knot in the middle of the huge bunch.
As expected Shizu-chan didn´t even struggle to lift everything at once as he walked around like a body builder version of father Christmas, heading for the van.
Izaya couldn´t help but chuckle the slightest when the sudden image of Shizu-chan in Santa clause's clothes invaded his mind.
He surely would be able to transport quite the load of presents through the city.
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For a second Izaya felt somewhat sad by his own thoughts. Christmas, huh?
Wasn´t too long ago- the 24th December that is.
Just a month.
...
His brows knitting into a soft frown he counted the days that had passed since he killed Shiki.
... really.
He knew the date after all.
Today was January the 29th.
Pushing himself off the counter Shizu-chan had seated him on he walked out of the gas station´s shop. The dizziness wasn´t exactly helping him to not walk like a drunk, but hey.
"Oi you are supposed to wait till I get you." Ah, Shizu-chan had noticed.
He smiled.
"Shizu-chan, I´m flattered you are that worried about me, but the princess can manage at least until the van, ne?" the blond was already at the vehicle, shoving everything into the back of it as he looked at him.
Without any warning though the blond let go of whatever he was just putting inside and grabbed the blanket from beneath the pile of merchandise. Clattering sounds were to be heard as he pulled it out from underneath.
Approaching Izaya the raven stopped, wondering what the blond had in mind when all of a sudden that blanket got thrown over his head.
"What-" Being blinded by the fabric on top of his head the raven yelped when two hands suddenly grabbed him, throwing him over his shoulder.
A soft hiss escaped his lips when that shoulder brushed his injury- but before he could even complain he was thrown onto something soft again.
Only upon pulling down the blanket from his head he noticed it was merely the front seat.
"Just lay down and wait, okay?" the blond said as he stepped back from the car door, walking to the back of the van one more.
With a sigh the raven let himself slump down onto the soft seat. So this was probably the brute´s way of saying- I´m taking the lead now- Izaya didn´t know whether he liked or hated that yet. Shifting onto his side and pulling the blanket over his cold body he decided the decision could be made later still.
He felt a bit better due to the fresh air and all but he still felt dizzy he had to admit.
It wasn´t too long till the driver´s door opened and something soft was shoved into the raven´s face. It was a pillow-
"I found that one in a store room." The raven hummed, letting his head rest on the soft cushion. It was only then that he realized how long it had actually been since he has had a pillow and a blanket and an opportunity to sleep in peace.
Seriously. Right now this felt more like a road trip than an escape from zombies.
"Ah, so attentive to details," he hummed approving only to receive no answer. He twisted his upper body, propping himself up on his elbows to look at the blond.
He was just staring at the road in front of them.
Right...
He didn´t need to glance at the road to know what the blond was staring at.
Seiji was still laying there.
Seiji´s corpse.
"He is dead," he mumbled softly, "We can´t do anything for him anymore."
A slow nod was given.
"Yeah, I know..."
Really now... who knew things like these would affect the blond to this degree? He really seemed less and less like the monster Izaya had always accused him of being.
And that even though he still had all that blood smeared over his face...
"Ne, lean over for a sec." The blond blinked upon hearing the request and turned his head, only to feel something wet brush over his cheek.
It was a tissue.
"Dunno if you noticed, but you look a bit crazy with all this blood smeared over your face," the raven commented, a soft smile placed on his lips.
Blood, huh?
Yeah he certainly remembered when that decorated his face.
Just the memory of it made the blond feel his anger rise again. If it just weren´t for these stupid zombies- everything could be fine then- they would have never had to kill this guy either...
"... it´s from when I passed out, right?" It was a question and yet it sounded more like a statement. The flea knew after all.
A sudden poke to his forehead made the blond blink slightly touching the spot. The raven was looking at him with a playful smile.
"You are frowning again Shizu-chan. You will get wrinkles really fast if you do that too much." Wrinkles, huh?
Somehow the blond couldn´t help but smile at that comment.
Wrinkles.
Really. It wasn´t all that funny even, but to hear Izaya say something as insignificant as that while basically everything around them was falling apart he couldn´t help but chuckle.
"Right, guess I should stop," he mumbled, his expression relaxing as he let the flea continue to clean has face. The tissue moved further up, rubbing at the corner of his eyes, making the blond blink.
"Close your eyes, will you?" Izaya chuckled and Shizuo did as told. Softly the fingertips brushed along his skin wiping the stains away.
It had a calming feeling to it. The touch that is.
Be it before when Izaya combed through his hair when he felt bad or now-
It was so gentle unlike his own actions. Even if Shizuo tried to do the same he ended up being rough as usual. Izaya didn't.
Softly the fingers drew patterns across his skin.
Somehow Shizuo liked the flea touching him, he liked it when the flea was close to him like this.
"There you go, all clean again." Missing the touch already, the blond nodded, focusing his attention back on the street. "Thank you."
And with that he started the engine of the van once more. The gas already having been filled up. "Now sleep already, flea."
"Hai, hai, whatever Shizu-chan wants~" The raven purred before laying down once more and Shizuo drove off.
He couldn´t let himself be spoilt like this anymore.
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End of chapter 14 C:
naw, now wasn't this cute? But oh just you wait something even cuter is about ot come hehe cx
Guest: x'DI know it was disturbing x'D But the idea just struck me and I had to write it x'D
Reader: ahahah yeah I know xD Every story is kinda simultaneously coming to its changing point x'D I did promise lots of fluff after all C; Izzy sure is trying to handle everything by himself, isn´t he? Strong, weak, little flea. They sure suit each other. Oh you don´t know how much Izzy would agree with you aw- Seiji is just retarded oh my god xD I mean- even in the anime he nearly killed Mika -so this wasn´t much worse x'DDDD And now, well well~ Izzy noticed something, and Shizzy has a problem that´s not showing yet C: what that is about? you will see next chappy *0* xD
Guest 2: I love picturing Shizuo as someone soft at heart- like, things like these just disturb him to a degree he can´t handle- how would he deal with it? and then there is Izzy, mentally taking on everything the blond can´t naw.. and of course, Shizuo was always a category of its own for izzy, wasn´t he~? C; xD Seiji and Mika are just fucked up x'D there is nothing normal about that x'DD
Now, now, what will happen next~ I announce a lovely fluffy chappy with a little surprise in it C; xD
See you on Sunday the 16th~!