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Chapter 15

Izaya woke first the next morning, yawning and slowly opening his eyes. The first thing that registered in his mind was that there was an unfamiliar, yet welcome, warmth beside him. The second thing that registered in his mind was that his arms were wrapped around the warm thing and then, after a second of thinking, he smiled.

He nuzzled the top of Shizuo's head, slowly unwrapping his arms from around the still sleeping blonde. He sat up, rubbing his eyes and looking down at Shizuo's sleeping face. The blonde looked so calm, so peaceful...it made Izaya smile yet again. Slowly, as to not wake the other teen, Izaya pushed aisde the blankets and got out of bed. It was still early, extremly so. It was five and Izaya had a feeling that Shizuo wouldn't appreciate being woken up so early, so Izaya decided to let him sleep for at least another hour.

Izaya made his way out of his room and down the stairs, finding his father preparing for work. His dad saw him and smiled a bit. "Hey, you're up a bit earlier than usual."

"i know," Izaya yawned, sitting down on the couch.

His dad ran a hand through his hair, glancing back at his son. "...You seem like you're in deep thought."

The teen blinked before smiling a bit. "I suppose I am..."

His dad raised an eyebrow, frowning. "...What's the matter?"

"It's...complicated," Izaya muttered, leaning back in the couch.

"Is it about Shizuo?" His dad wondered, walking over and sitting beside his son.

Izaya flinched, eye twitching just slightly. "...Maybe."

"Ah," His dad nodded, tapping his chin in thought. "What's going on, then?"

Izaya hesitated, unsure of how to go about this conversation with his dad. He rubbed the back of his head, taking a deep breath. "Well, I take back my comment from last night. I guess that...I am gay."

His father blinked once, then twice, before letting out a loud and sudden laugh. Izaya jumped a bit, staring at his dad in confusion. The man snickered, shaking his head. "I already knew that, but ok. What made you come to that realization, hm?"

Izaya looked away, sighing. "...Shizu-Chan made me realize that, i guess. It's...I don't know how to explain it. I...I think I...love him. However I...I don't want to jump to conclusions."

His dad tilted his head. "Then...why not ask him out and try it out? See how it goes and...just go with the flow from there, Izaya."

"Thing is," Izaya murmured, frowning as he looked towards the stairs. "I don't want to ask him out and then realize I don't feel anything for him...because the last thing he needs is rejection and more heartache."

His dad nodded, reaching out and ruffling Izaya's hair. "You'll figure it out."

Izaya swatted his father's hand away, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, I hope so. Have a good day at work."

His father nodded, standing and leaving a few minutes later. Izaya sat on the couch, staring blankly towards the stair case.

Shizuo was asleep up there, still unaware of what Izaya had realized the previous night as the blonde curled into him. Izaya sighed, looking down at his lap. Now, how in the world do I go about this whole thing? It's not as if I can just tell him and I don't even know how I really feel anyways...

Izaya sat around until six and then made his way back upstairs, walking into his room and approaching the bed. He gazed down at the sleeping blonde, peaceful and calm, before sitting on the bed and shaking Shizuo's shoulder gently. "Shizu-Chan, wake up."

The blonde frowned in his sleep, shifting and pulling the blanket over his head. Izaya rolled his eyes, standing. "I'm going to take that blanket away from you."

When he received no response, Izaya gripped the edge of the blanket, yanking it off of the blonde. Instantly, Shizuo jerked, curling up a bit and pulling the pillow over his head. Izaya couldn't laugh like he normally would have, the sight of Shizuo's mostly naked body making him stare in silence. Like the previous night, Izaya's eye roamed down over Shizuo's body, taking in the bruised and scarred, yet smooth, skin. He gulped slightly, running a hand through his hair. "Shizu-Chan...please get up."

The blonde made a small groan. "Wha...?"

"It's time to get ready for school," Izaya murmured, sitting beside the blonde.

Shizuo huffed, shifting around a bit, before pulling the pillow off his face. His mocha eyes wre clouded over with sleepiness as they locked on Izaya. "...What time is it...?"

"A little after six," Izaya shrugged. "Come on, get up."

Shizuo sighed, not moving. "I don't want to..."

Izaya raised an eyebrow, sitting down and smiling a bit. "You like being in my bed that much?"

Shizuo blushed, huffing and sitting up slowly. "No...just tired."

Izaya chuckled, nodding. "Well, get up and get dressed. We'll stop by the coffee shop around the corner and get coffee. That should wake you up."

Shizuo nodded absently, looking around. "...Where are my clothes?"

Izaya hesitated before spotting said clothes on the floor near his door. "There, I'll get them."

He went and got the blonde's clothes, tossing them to the blonde slowly crawling out of bed. Shizuo took them and yawned, pulling his pants on slowly. He frowned, pulling on his white undershirt. "...I'm sorry for last night."

Izaya, tugging on his black pants as well, looked over at him. "There's nothing to apologize for."

Shizuo opened his mouth but then shut it, looking away. "...Yeah."

Izaya frowned a bit. "Are you alright...?"

Shizuo paused, taking a second to consider his answer. "...I...didn't mean to break down like that last night..."

Izaya stood straight, pulling on his red shirt. "It's alright, Shizu-Chan...it's not like I was angry or anything."

Shizuo sat back down on the bed, a hand gripping his head as his hair hid his eyes. "...I don't know what's wrong with me, Izaya...but...around you everything is...so mixed up. It's not bad but...it's...not good. I just...don't know how to contain my...emotions..."

Izaya hesitated before walking over and sitting beside the blonde. He wasn't sure what to do, half of him wanting to pull the blonde into a hug. He sighed, reaching out and gripping Shizuo's chin, making him look at him. "It's alright. We're friends, aren't we? It's alright...to show your emotions in front of your friends."

Shizuo's eyes clouded with confusion. "...Are...you kidding? Like...like you were kidding last night?"

Izaya hesitated, shaking his head with a small smile. "No, I'm serious this time. Being emotional around friends is perfectly normal, Shizu-Chan. Now, lighten up and finish getting ready."

It took them another fifeteen minutes before they made their way down stairs, Izaya's mother already helping Kururi and Mairu get ready for their day as well. The woman spotted them, smiling brightly. "Good morning, boys."

"Morning," Izaya grinned, waving.

His mother smiled and looked at Shizuo. "How did you sleep, dear?"

"Ah...I slept well," Shizuo assured with a nervous smile.

"I'm glad," Mrs. Orihara smiled. She picked up a brush off the table, stopping Kururi and starting to brush her hair. "Have a good day today, boys, alright? No fights, Shizuo!"

Shizuo offered up a small smile. "Yeah..."

Izaya grinned and waved, pulling Shizuo out by the wrist. Shizuo let out a small sigh, stuffing his hands in his pockets and looking up at the sky. "The clouds are still pretty nasty..."

"More rain," Izaya cheered, chuckling and throwing a smirk at his companion. "Are you going to cuddle with me again, Shizu-Chan?"

Shizuo huffed, looking away. "Shut up, Flea."

The raven haired teen smiled and nodded absently. "Yes, now shall we get coffee and then make our way to school?"

"Suppose so," Shizuo muttered. "Lead the way."

Izaya nodded. They started walking, Izaya humming and Shizuo's eye twitching in irritation. "Why are you always so happy in the morning?"

"Because it's another day," Izaya grinned, throwing a smile at the blonde. "Another day, more thrills and whatnot."

Shizuo raised an eyebrow, looking away. "...Another day means nothing to me."

Izaya's smile faltered. Of course Shizuo would say that; another day just meant Hell for him, after all. Frowning, Izaya linked his arm with Shizuo's, amking the blonde jerk. "Hey..."

"Think of it like this," Izaya stated, looking at Shizuo with a small smile. "Another day means more me in your life."

Shizuo blinked, slowly blushing and looking away once more. Izaya felt Shizuo's arm tighten around him and he smiled. "Oh, did you like that?"

Shizuo huffed, looking away. "Shut up, Flea."

Izaya chuckled and then stopped, looking up at the building they had stopped in front of. It was the coffee shop Izaya always came to and he grinned, pulling Shizuo inside. Behind the counter, a young woman smiled. "Mr. Orihara!"

"Hello, Hikari," Izaya waved at the woman. "One usual and a caramel frappaccino for my friend."

"Got cha," The woman smiled, turning to prepare said drinks.

Izaya looked over at Shizuo, who seemed off in his own world, and nudged him with his elbow. Shizuo jerked and then narrowed his eyes at the other teen. "Don;t irk me, Flea."

He shuffled away and to the neartest table to sit and Izaya rolled his eyes, walking over and leaning against the front counter. Hikari glanced over her shoulder at him. "Your boyfriend doesn't seem like a morning person."

Izaya chuckled. "He isn't my boyfriend."

"You want him to be, then," Hikari giggled quietly, twiling a strand of hair around her finger as she waoted for the machine to warm up. "I mean, it's kind of obvious."

"Obvious," Izaua echoed, arching an eyebrow in curiosity. "How so?"

The girl hummed for a few seconds and at first, Izaya had thought she wasn't going to answer. But then she whirled around, leaning deathly close to Izaya's face with a smile. "The way you looked at him a second ago."

Izaya blinked, leaning back a bit. "The way i look at him?"

"Like you totally want to just hold him forever," Hikari gushed, sighing wistfully. "...But I'm guessing he doesn't know."

"My dear," Izaya began. "...Even I do not know."

The girl blinked before frowning. "Oh, so it's like that."

She turned her back to him, fixing the coffees once more. Izaya frowned a bit, turning and looking in Shizuo's direction. The blonde was near the window, staring out at the gray clouds with a vacant expression. Izaya bit his lip in thought before looking back at Hikari. "I wouldn't even know how to tell him."

Hikari's head perked up as she looked over her shoulder. "...Just be real with him."

"Be real," Izaya murmured with a small frown.

"Yeah, be real," Hikari nodded, turning with the two coffees in her hands. "Just say it as it is. Don't stress and don't lie; be real, be cool. That's the best way, after all."

Izaya dug out his wallet, paying for the coffees and then smiling a bit at Hikari. "...Thanks, I'll keep that in mind."

He grabbed the coffees, turning and looking towards Shizuo who was already waiting by the door. From behind him, Hikari yelled, "Bye Mr. Orihara!"

Shizuo opened the door for Izaya, glaring slightly at the coffee girl from the corner of his eye. He felt irritated; why was that girl talking to Izaya as if they were old friends? And what was up with the hair twirling? She was fucking flirtling with him!

Shizuo followed Izaya out, taking the coffee when it was handed to him. "You know that girl?"

Izaya blinked, taking a sip of his coffee. "Not really; I'm a usual customer here and she works the morning shift, that's all."

"Tch," Shizuo took a drink, inwardly swooning at the deliciously sweet taste. "She seemed pretty flirtatious."

"Oh,a big word," Izaya snickered. "No, she wasn't flirting with me."

"Right," Shizuo muttered. "If you believe that then you're dumber than I am."

Izaya frowned a bit and then a small smirk formed on his lips. "Well...maybe she was flirting. I didn't notice; her cuteness was distracting me."

Shizuo's steps faltered as he looked at Izaya in slight disbeliefe. "You...think she's cute?"

"Yeah," Izay anodded, shrugging and taking another sip of his coffee. "Her hair was silky and her eyes were pretty...and her smile was simply breath taking~"

Shizuo frowned, drinking his coffee and staring down at the cement as they walked. His mind started spinning, confusion and anger welling up inside of him. He gripped his coffee tighter. What's it matter to me who he likes? It's not like I'm jealous...

His glare, the one he hadn't realized he was wearing, softened and he let out a silent sigh. Yes...i am.

"You should ask her out then," The words burned his throat when he said them and he wasn't exactly sure why.

Izaya blinked and stopped, looking at Shizuo in mild surprise. "What?"

Shizuo stopped, looking at Izaya with an irritated scowl. "I said ask her out. If you like her so damn much then go out with her, damn it."

Shizuo started walking again, Izaya following in a stunned state. The hell? Did he take me too seriously?

He hurried after the blonde, grabbing the end of the boy's shirt. "Shizu-Chan, wait up! I was joking!"

The blonde stopped, cheeks turning a bright shade of red. "...You were...joking?"

"Yes," Izaya nodded, running a hand through his hair and staring at Shizuo's back. "I thought you wouldn't believe me."

Shizuo frowned, huffing. "...Prick."

Izaya tilted his head, taking a drink of his coffee before a small smirk played on his lips. "...Were you jealous?"

"No!" Shizuo snapped as they started walking again. They were nearing the school after a few more minutes, the town alive and bustling at this point. Izaya skipped beside Shizuo, poking him in the side every so often. when the gates were in view, Shizuo finally slowed and sighed. He looked at Izaya sternly, cheeks tinted pink. "...You promise you don't like her?"

Izaya blinked, his heart fluttering just slightly at Shizuo's jealousy. He forced down a blush, smiling and nodding. "Yes, I promise. Besides...I'd much rather spend time with you than some girl."

Shizuo's cheeks burned hotter as he looked away. His chest felt light, his heart fluttering madly as he tried to place the feelings running through him. A smile began to form on his lips and he opened his mouth, turning to say something, before his eyes widened.

Driving past them, directly behind Izaya, was the face of one peroson Shizuo did not wish to see.

His Father.

"Shit...shit...shit..." Shizuo stepped back, gulping as his father's eyes met his an then took in Izaya's form as well.

Izaya blinked, tilting his head at Shizuo. "Shizu-Chan? What are-"

"Shizuo!"

Izaya jumped, whirling around and gulping at the sight of Shizuo's father getting out of his car. The man's eyes were narrowed in anger and Izaya mentally cursed himself. "Ah man..."

"D-dad," Shizuo gulped, forcing a shaky smile.

His dad glared. "I thought you were with Shinra."

"W-well..." Shizuo'smind was blank, no words coming to mind.

Izaya hesitated, unsure of what to say. He bit his lip, opening his mouth. "Mr. Heiwajima I-"

"Listen, kid," The man glared at Izaya, though not as harshly. "I apologize for whatever activities my son has forced you into. You don't have to deal with his shit anymore; he and I are going to have a serious talk. so you can leave him now."

Izaya watched in stunned silence as the man turned and got back in his chair, driving away. Slowly, Izaya looked back at Shizuo. The blonde's eyes were wide and his hands were shaking at his sides. Izaya hurried over, grabbing his shoulders and shaking him. "Hey, Shizu-Chan...hey!"

"I...I'm fine," Shizuo whispered, looking down and grabbing Izaya's wrists. He gently pushed the other boy away, taking a step back. "I'm...going to class."

Izaya stood still, watching as the blonde hurried away in a daze. He clenched his fists, gritting his teeth and shaking. "God damm it!"

He had messed up again, letting Shizuo's dad see him once more. Now, he knew, Shizuo was going to get punished again.

The idea nearly killed him, his heart clenching. He didn't want Shizuo to hurt...or cry, because he knew Shizuo was going to cry. He knew it and he hated it because he couldn't do anything to help Shizuo...the only one he trukey had ever wanted to help in his life.

Crappy ending to this chapter...gah! warning -.- Next chapter will be sad! It involves Shizuo Abuse T_T Still, read! X3 currently, i can only work on my Fics two days a week so I'm going as fast as i can. Review!