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Izuo chapter 9
It was around noon by the time Shizuo dragged himself out of his room. He had been awake for a few hours already, but the lingering memory of the previous night had kept him in bed, unsure if he should come out or not. Part of him didn't want to face Izaya after that but another part told him that he shouldn't give a fuck. Eventually, after a few hours of hearing complete silence in the house, Shizuo had managed to come out, just so that he could see what was wrong.
He trudged into the living room and blinked when Izaya was nowhere in sight. He frowned a bit to himself; had Izaya gone home? No, his stuff was still here, Shizuo had seen it. He made his way into the kitchen, blinking at the note that was innocently taped to his fridge. He pulled it off and read it.
I went for a walk to pick up some things from home and some groceries for you. I'll be back to make you breakfast, or lunch, when you get up. – Izaya
Shizuo felt himself smile just a bit, before confusion settled in. After what he had seen, Izaya was still going to stay? He could have left, but at this point Shizuo wasn't even sure if he wanted Izaya gone or not. After last night…hell, he didn't know anything at all.
He plopped on the couch and sighed, glancing at the pizza boxes on the table from the previous night. He considered eating some of it but decided against it; Izaya would scold him, most likely.
But then again, why did he care? Izaya was…well, he was Izaya. He wasn't really important, but then again he wasn't just someone he knew now, either. Hell, Shizuo didn't know what the hell Izaya was to him as of now, at least not until they talked about what had happened.
The thought of the conversation made Shizuo's head hurt and he sighed, tilting his head back to stare up at the ceiling. Damn flea…
Izaya strolled in not too long after, two grocery bags in hand. He caught sight of Shizuo and raised an eyebrow. "Well, good afternoon, Sleeping Beauty."
Shizuo frowned, but was internally relieved that, at least for now, things were normal. "Shut the hell up; what's for breakfast?"
"I shouldn't feed you," Izaya murmured with a teasing smirk. "After the stunt last night, you shouldn't eat my delicious food."
"You molested me," Shizuo snapped, switching topics for the most part as his cheeks flushed pink. "You shouldn't even still be here!"
"I have to be," Izaya reminded as he skipped into the kitchen and set the groceries down on the counter. "You'll fail math if I don't help you."
Though his words were teasing, Izaya's smirk had faded the second he was out of Shizuo's view. He frowned and ran a hand through his hair, staring at the counter blankly.
Shizuo had seemed fine, though Izaya really shouldn't have cared. The fact that he did care was concerning enough, and if he were being honest, it was worrying him. However, it wasn't something he was going to ponder over all morning, at least not with Shizuo around.
He quickly put the groceries away and poked his head out of the kitchen. "Since it's past breakfast, I'm not cooking."
Shizuo calmly raised an eyebrow, not looking at the dark haired male. "Then I'll eat pizza."
"That's unhealthy," Izaya deadpanned, sighing. He thought for a moment before crossing his arms. "Do you eat sushi?"
Shizuo nodded. "Yeah, why?"
"We're going out," Izaya muttered, walking over and yanking a strand of Shizuo's hair. "Go getdressed and we'll go to Russia sushi."
Shizuo swatted the hand away and made his way down the hall, a frown working its way onto his lips. For some reason. The fact that Izaya didn't seem to care was bugging him, though he knew it shouldn't. It was Izaya, and Izaya wasn't important to him...not at all.
About an hour the two teens were at Russia sushi. Izaya didn't eat much though, he just watched as the other teen ate. Creepy, he would admit to that but, if he were to be honest, it wasn't like it was the first time he had watched Shizuo eat. This time, however, he was aware of himself staring and he didn't bother to look away. He stared, watching as the oblivious blonde picked up his sushi and ate it, totally unaware of Izaya's eyes on him.
Shizu-Chan, what am I going to do with you?, The black haired teen thought idly, finally tearing his eyes away to glance around the resturant.
He hadn't noticed at first, but the other customers kept glancing their way, whispering things under their breath. When he listened hard enough, Izaya was able to pick out a few peices of sentences.
"What's that monster doing here?"
"Don't make eye contact."
"That's Heiwajima Shizuo..."
Izaya frowned, looking towards Shizuo. "Oi, Shizu-Chan? Do you ever go out to eat?"
Shizuo paused, his chopsticks half way to his mouth. "No...not really. I'm uh...not really allowed to...alone, anyways. Besides, my brother cooks for me if my parents don't."
Izaya raised an elegant eyebrow. "Not allowed? Why? Is is because you're such a brute?"
Shizuo glared, gripping his chopsticks a little tighter. "Something...like that..."
Izaya chuckled a little, looking back towards the other customers. "I was just curious...the citizens of Ikkebukuro seem to find it strange and scray that you're here, Shizu-Chan."
Shizuo sighed, eating again. "...I know. That's another reason why I don't go out much. There's no use for me to go out if everyone's just going to run away from me or shit like that. What's the point?"
Izaya turned back to him, chin resting in his palm. "To get sunlight? Fresh air? To socialize?"
The blonde scoffed, shaking his head. "No one talks to me, aside form you, Shinra or my brother...but then again, my brother only does out of pity. Shinra's an idiot and you...well, you have your reasons. Honestly, I'd be better off by myself."
Izaya tilted his head a bit. "Being lonely isn't very fun. It makes you sad, then you do stupid stuff like you did last night."
This time, Shizuo's chopsticks broke under the pressure of his grip. He glared, mocha eyes narrowed. "Shut the hell up, flea. Half of it's your fault."
"I didn't tell you to do it," Izaya snapped back, crossing his arms. "In fact, I was going to appologize for touching you like I did but then I walked in on you nearly slicing your arm off, you damn idiot."
Shizuo stood, catching the attenttion of the other customers. Izaya stared up at him, crimson eyes narrowed and determined. Shizuo looked away, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Fuck you...I'm going home. See you there."
He stormed out and Izaya rolled his eyes, fishing out his cell phone. He dialed a number, putting the phone to his ear as it rang.
"Hello?" Shinra answered, his voice as cheery as always.
"Shinra dear, I believe we need to have a talk," Izaya smiled, despite his growing aggitation.
There was a slight pause. "About...?"
"About Shizu-Chan's bad habit that you decided to not inform me about," Izaya's smile fell and he gripped his phone tighter. "I know."
"...I know you do," Shinra murmured. "Shizuo called me last night...honestly, I want to thank you for walking in on him or else he might have done worse."
"Don't thank me," Izaya snapped, frowning yet again. "Any specific reason why I wasn't informed?"
"It wasn't any of your buisness," Shinra snapped back, defensive. "Besides, it was shizuo's decision not to tell you, not mine, though I wouldn't have told you anyways."
Izaya sighed and thought for a minute. "How long has he been doing it?"
"...Long enough," Shinra replied.
"That isn't an answer..." Izaya trailed off.
There was a sigh on Shinra's side. "...Since eighth grade, ok?"
Izaya bit his lip. "...I'm guessing you won't tell me why?"
"No, I won't," Shinra muttered. "...Maybe he will, mayb he won't...why do you care, anyways? You said it yourself, you just want to mess with him. Isn't this enough?"
Izaya blinked slightly, sitting up. "Shinra...you do realize I'm not mean enough to use that against him, right? I may be a jerk but not enough to-"
"Just answer me," Shinra cut in. "Why do you care what Shizuo does? You barely know him."
Izaya frowned to himself and took a deep breath. Why did he care? Shinra was right; he barely knew Shizuo, so what was with the sudden concern? He definatly wasn't becoming a good person, definatly not but then...what was it?
"...I don't know." Izaya finally sighed, eyes narrowed in agitation. "It pisses me off almost as much as he himself does...because I don't know why I care, but i do. So, if you don't tell me why he does it...I'll find out myself. I need to know everything about my favorite human, after all." He snapped his phone shut and stood, paying for the food and walking out.
He had alot of thinking to do, and a blonde brute to tutor while doing so.
"Do it again," Izaya sighed, rubbing his temples.
Shizuo frowned, erasing the equation he had written on the paper. "I did what you fucking told me to!"
"No, you didn't," Izaya muttered, arms crossed as he leaned back on the couch. "Again, negatives times negatives are...?"
Shizuo's eye twitched. "Shut the hell up."
Izaya chuckled a bit. He watched as the blonde began to write down the equation yet again. "...Ne, Shizu-Chan, I'm going to sleep over longer."
Shizuo froze, looking up and blinking. "Excuse me? No, you're not."
"Yes, i am," Izaya stated firmly, though he smirked playfully. "I can't let you be lonely, after all."
Shizuo frowned and looked away. Izaya was just trying to make sure he didn't cut again, he knew that had to be the reason. It pissed him off,but he managed to sigh and nod slowly. "I can't change your damn mind so...fine. But you're sleeping on the couch, got it?"
Izaya pouted a bit. "No fun, meanie~ But ok."
But he didn't plan on sleeping tonight, not at all. He was going to try to find out whatever he needed ot find out, and he was going to do it tonight. Shizuo was hiding something and it was pissing Izaya off. As he watched Shizuo struggle with his math problem, he narrowed his eyes in thought. Whatever it is you're hiding...I'm going to find out. I will learn everything about you.
Ahhh so short! Ok, review! please! Updates are still slow...but I'm trying! T_T
