Yo people- so as you noticed I haven't been updating for a while now and the reason is, well…
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I just don't have any ideas anymore for Shizaya. No motivation- no inspiration nothing.
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This is it, a good bye to all of you.
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APRIL`s FOOLS GUYS XDDDDDD
As if I would stop writing Shizaya ahahahahahaha
I will never leave a story unfinished as long as I live- and I will bloody damn stick to that until hell freezes over xDDDDD
As a matter of fact I have some really sweet updates coming up right now fresh from the Shizaya backery- and HEY you know what?
I got even more news! A new Shizaya story is juuust around to corner to be started by me xD
"Impostor" -taking place in a middle aged setting C; Have a glimpse at my summary for now~
"You will marry the king, disguised as a woman, drink the poison handed to you the wedding night and die, understood?" A soft nod was given as Izaya's father circled his son wearing the dress specifically tailored for tomorrow's departure. Disgust displayed on his face as his glance hit Izaya's hips. The feeling was mutual as nausea and terror choked the raven´s throat. "At least you look the part."
I will probably start this one April the 30th~! xD (Or maybe together with the May updates not sure on that yet haha)
Now without further trolling have fun with the updates~! xD
-๑-๑ ஜ ๑- Chapter 48: It´s alright -๑ ஜ ๑-๑-
The sight presenting itself in front of them seemed oddly nostalgic.
It had been a mere few days since they left the library and yet it felt as though they had been gone forever.
Huge droplets of rain hitting the large window filled the silence with steady thrumming. It was soothing- at least better than what was usually resounding from the outside. A soft layer of dust had coated the chairman's desk- a desk that was still presenting Izaya´s most recent failure.
Wordlessly the raven stalked over.
His clothes were wet from the rain and he was staining the floor as well as various papers sprawled on the desk dripping from his hair tips as he mindlessly picked up some vials.
The wannabe antidote that had presented itself on top of the desk had now transformed into nothing but a fine moist place for mold to settle in.
In other words, it was gone. Everything on this table was just waste- and Izaya couldn't help but feel the urge to just fling everything off it with one swift motion.
He knew about Shinra´s plan. He knew about possibly already having found an antidote- so why? Why did he just feel so… helpless?
Like the world was coming to an end at full speed and he was just standing there- watching.
Swallowing hard, he looked at his arm.
The small dot indicating where he had injected himself with his wanna be antidote had already disappeared. Of course. It was just a needle injection. Nothing that would be visible forever.
Like it had never happened in the first place-
How badly he wished that were true.
His sight suddenly going black he suddenly found a towel being dumped on his head from behind.
"What are you thinking about?" It had been Shizuo who had dropped it, now softly moving said fabric in various directions as he tried to get the flea at least a little less wet.
Taking the matter into his own hands the raven merely shrugged as the fabric was dragged across his head.
"Nothing."
"As if."
Yeah.
Shizu-chan was right, it wasn't nothing. But he wasn't even up for their usual small bicker. After all, what was he supposed to say? Their relationship had already improved to a point where the blond was able to tell when he was lying and when not. So what was even the point in trying to pretend?
Letting himself slump down on their makeshift bed he looked at the ceiling.
Heh.
He had never noticed there were quite the fancy carvings up there.
A blotch of blond invading his vision was the only thing keeping him from following those curvy lines.
"You okay?"
Shizu-chan still wasn't all that used to him being silent it seemed.
"Would you believe me if I said yes?"
A soft frown appearing on the blond´s forehead indicated the answer was no as he let his back hit the mattress as well.
Silence covered the two for a moment as Shizuo joined Izaya in staring at the ceiling.
They were back.
He should be jumping with joy, the freedom of doing as he pleased should cheer him up at least a little. He was free to tease Shizu-chan, to do whatever the hell he wanted- and yet he had never felt more confined.
He was running.
Running away from something that he couldn't outrun.
A soft chuckle snapped the raven out of his thoughts.
The blond seemed to be pretty amused by something judging from how his usually stoic expression had turned into a smiling one.
"What's so funny?"
"No it's just, after chasing your shitty ass through half the school we would usually end up in the principal's office."
After their chases, huh?
Nostalgia washed over the raven for a moment. Letting his eyes fall close he vividly remembered those chases. The everyday schemes he planned, the times he spent with Shinra on the roof, Dota-chin, his gambling ring- it's been a long time since then.
"And I just realized they have the same ceiling," Shizu-chan suddenly added, causing a soft smile to spread across Izaya's lips. It added just the right amount of detail to enhance the memory to the point Izaya felt as if he were back there.
Just for a second.
"Well I guess schools are all built pretty similar. That kind of design was probably the cheapest at the time of purchase." It was comforting, thinking about trivial matters like this. Triviality.
That's what Izaya was missing the most. Those small, everyday objectives he had created for himself- and the possibility of withdrawing whenever he felt like it. It wasn't the danger of zombies eating them, or nightly creatures finding them. He had dealt with the mafia before and other human beings that were more dangerous than some staggering piles of flesh with no brain.
The difference was just one: the frequency. Whenever things got too hot or Izaya started something that went out of his control, there had always been the option to shift the attention. To blame someone else for instance and shift the focus from his own being to someone different. Or leave the country.
In some worst case scenarios he had done so for a couple weeks, just until everything was back in control.
Even more so he had never been alone- true, in a way, he had gained more proximity and aid in this apocalypse just by joining , than he could ever have gained back then.
But that's not what this was about. Rather than Shizu-chan, he had had dozens of usable pawns. Some more, some less aware of the fact that they were being used, but they were there. If he so wished he could summon a small army of people, all by different means, to act like he intended them to.
Something like Mikado pulled off with his dollars was a prime example of that.
But now?
There was no one left to manipulate, no one to use as a shield, to gain favors with, to improve his chances of survival. Nothing of that sort.
"Man, I would give everything to blackmail someone right now," the raven sighed softly, relishing in the past.
"I would too." Shizuo suddenly agreed, causing the raven to snort softly.
"What? You want to blackmail someone?" he joked, but he somewhat knew what the blond had meant anyway.
It wasn't about blackmailing, more … about their old lives.
Their daily routines.
Their chases, their work, their way to deal with events.
"Sucks to live in an environment that doesn't depend on information anymore," Izaya sighed, "Or normal humans."
"I dunno, it's not all for the worst, I guess."
Not for the worst?
A quizzical expression drew across Izaya's features as he glanced at the blond.
"How so?" Infected people running around trying to kill, eat or infect the rest of them was less than suboptimal for them to survive.
But Shizuo shrugged.
"You and me for example."
Ah.
Certainly. That was about the only good thing that had happened. Feeling the blond´s eyes rest on him, Izaya met the glance.
What were they even?
It was a question of curiosity swarming Izaya's head every now and then when he was not busy freaking out over dead heads. They had never really talked about it, nor did either seem to feel the need to. It was what it was.
Shizu-chan was there for him at all times, cared to an immeasurable degree- naming their relationship just felt wrong at this point in time.
Sudden soft laughter bubbling from Izaya's throat Shizuo was left a bit perplexed.
"What?"
"No just-", Izaya chuckled, "Shinra was right. The world did have to come to an end for us to get along after all."
Ah. True the doctor had been saying that from all the way back when they were still at highschool.
"It's not like that-" Shizuo half heartedly complained- but honestly he had no intention to end this topic too soon. It was the first time in a pretty long while that he had seen Izaya laugh again.
"Admit it at least, none of this would have happened if we hadn't been forced to stick together like this," Izaya continued, just letting all the shit that had happened recently leave his mind for a moment.
Just a moment.
A moment that was harshly interrupted by a loud knock against glass. Eyes darting towards the library's huge window Shizu-chan was quicker to react as he had pushed himself off the mattress in a split second.
Breaths were held, skin clammy, shudders cold traveling down their backs- only for the knock to resound once more.
It was a twig.
A tree standing not too far had started moving due to the wind picking up in this pouring rain. Again its branches slammed into the window, repeating the knock they had heard earlier.
And with that the short moment of peace had been blown away, like the flame of an already dimly burning candle leaving darkness to envelope them both.
"We should get some rest," Izaya suggested, voice a bit weary as he let himself slump back down onto the mattress.
"Izaya," Shizuo was suddenly in front of his face, kissing him, cupping his face too, with a n expression that held just so many emotions.
"Everything is going to be okay."
A bit overwhelmed, the flea wasn't quite sure how to react- should he laugh? Because Shizu-chan had no way of affirming him of the future? Should he be happy for the show of affection? Or should he cry? At the bitterness of their surroundings and the fact that Shizu-chan had to comfort him in the first place?
"How would you know that?" he questioned softly, feeling the last one overwhelm his face with frustration.
A shrug was given, as Shizu-chan let his fingertips brush some strains of hair out of Izaya's face.
"Gut feeling." The hand strayed further, brushing across Izaya's ear.
"What a very Shizu-chan like thing to say," he whispered, leaning into the touch of that warmth.
It wasn't until the blond had full on pulled the flea into his lap that the latter chuckled with realization.
"What are you doing?"
"Distracting you."
Yeah certainly- having the blond divert his attention to his neck and start kissing him up and down was a way to get his mind off things. For a few seconds Izaya let the man do as he pleased. He relished in the warmth, in the feeling that sparked inside his chest everytime the two drew close like this.
But just for a second.
"You think that's a good idea with those creatures outside?" he sighed softly, already pushing at the blond- only to be toppled over instead.
"Do me a favor," Shizu-chan suddenly said- "Forget them," and moved downwards. "Just for a moment."
Flinching softly the raven couldn't help but swallow a soft moan when Shizu-chan´s hand slid down inside those pants.
Shizu-chan really always did as he pleased- especially now as he directed his full attention towards his hardening member.
It was funny- how could Izaya start feeling horny when he was just so frustrated?
Buttons were undone, pants discarded somewhere else and before Izaya knew it there were lips encircling the heat- and it felt absolutely divine.
Shuddering softly, he tried to suppress a soft moan as Shizu-chan´s head bobbed up and down. Hands flew to his blond hair and before he knew it he forced him down, stilling, as he came with Shizu-chan´s name on his lips.
A brief moment of silence caught a few of Izaya gasps for air- that had been fast.
Shizuo couldn't help but snort.
"Cute." A soft glare was immediately directed at the blond for that comment.
"I can still kill you, you know that?" But Shizuo wasn't really up for any fighting right now and grabbed the flea, pulling him onto his lap.
Hips were forced against each other and a very obvious hard on pressed against the mess Izaya had made of himself.
"Go ahead, try." Shizuo hummed- causing the raven to drop the glare.
Sighing softly the raven found himself leaning into the blond. He was too tired to waste energy on fighting or trying to make a point out of anything.
Right now, he was feeling good- and that was a rarity in itself.
"You are right, guess I can't."
It was a little sad. Seeing how much of his bite Izaya had lost that day. But that only caused Shizuo´s desire to make the raven feel good to triple.
Pushing himself up with arms aligned on Shizuo´s shoulders he had perfect access to the raven´s sweet spot.
Fingers slick with Izaya´s cum slid over Izaya's hole- just rubbing, teasing- all while Shizuo´s lips trailed down Izaya skin. His neck, his collarbone, his chest-
Like butterflies' ghosting touches he brushed over the skin, as if the flea would break otherwise.
And his efforts didn't go by unnoticed.
Brushing through those blond strands of hair Izaya couldn't help but find himself mesmerized by Shizu-chan´s expression. His actions, his everything actually.
He was giving his best in every way.
After everything that happened.
After seeing all his ugly sides of personality.
The syringe.
After telling him to fuck off-
After his lies- his constant, hurting lies.
And yet he stayed here.
Ready to take whatever the raven had to offer.
Feeling Shizu-chan´s dick align and slowly glide in, the raven muffled a moan, leaning into Shizu-chan´s neck.
Shizu-chan was taking his time to not hurt him, he could tell.
Just how?
How did he deserve treatment like this?
Hands suddenly cupping Shizuo´s face, the blond stopped. Izaya's forehead connected with his own, his eyes holding an expression he hadn't quite seen so far.
"I love you, Shizu-chan."
Surprise overwhelmed his features- for a moment searching for a joke- when this was definitely not one.
"Where did that come from?" he asked a bit, but the flea merely shrugged, a tender smile on his face.
"I don't know, I just felt like it just got so obvious I had to say it." Izaya wanted to say more, wanted to explain or something, but was quite efficiently stopped from doing so as he found himself being kissed instead.
Hot, intense.
A soft gasp elicited from the raven nonetheless as the blond picked up his movement. And Izaya was more than just grateful as he moved his hips to meet the friction.
"Izaya-"
"More- Shizu-chan-"
It was funny. Usually they both were so rough- violent- animalistic- Just like the first time they had sex, on the billiard table because they just couldn't keep their hands off each other anymore. Compared to then, this time was just so tender.
And sadly over a little bit faster than Izaya would have liked as they both came in a matter of minutes.
Panting, fairly exhausted, the two sat there, still in the same position- hell Shizuo hadn't even bothered to pull his dick out yet.
And somehow Izaya couldn't help but snort.
"What?" Shizuo questioned with a snort himself, already awaiting some statement to his performance after judging the flea earlier.
"You know," the flea started, meeting his gaze. "You might be right. As long as we are together we'll make it somehow. I mean we came this far already."
Ah. Finally, there it was-
"I will make sure nothing happens to you while you develop that cure."
A soft hint of surprise flashed across the raven´s expression, as he chuckled.
"And so will I."
-a genuine smile.
to be continued
Yo ho ho ho- Now to the real reason I´m late ahaha
Actually managed to get myself some Covid x'DDDD
But no worries guys I'm alive and kicking again C; Just have been sleeping like 20 hours a day lol My boyfriend too - Felt like we were hibernating for a month there x'D Still feeling way too tired most of the time but yo, not enough to stop me from writing! xD
Thank god tho I didn't lose my sense of taste, I love eating way too much, would have been the worst for me tbh x'DDD
Lung function? Fuck that-
But tasting chocolate?
#1 priority lmao
Anyway~! Enough from me, back to the shizaya~
So, the chapter ended up being cut in half xD The sad sad part is just around the corner~ but wanting to do it justice I didn't wanna cramp it into the end of this chapter xD So instead a whole chapter of Izaya suffering awaits us next time 3 C: C: C: C: xD
Why suffering, you ask? Well- cuz I'm a motherfucking bloody sadist, that's why xD
See you again on April the 30th ;3