Chapter 4 Operation

Shizou was sitting down on the front steps of his apartment entrance trying not to look nervous. He failed misery. Not likening the looks he was getting from the strangers who walked by he decided to go hang out in the alley before he lost his cool and started throwing stuff at people, whose only crime was picking a bad time to stare at him. The dark alley he currently inhabited was known as the beast of Ikebukuro den. It got its name because every time Shizuo wasn't working and was way to mad to be in his house with all his breakable things, he would hang out here, usually sitting on a dumpster smoking a cigarette. Mothers would rather send their kids to Central Park at night than through this alley.

Shizou was only out here today because in his home Izaya was going through multiple surgeries. Earlier today he had made the flea give him one of his bank account numbers and passwords so he could transfer money into the doctor's account. Izaya bitterly complied knowing he needed to be fixed up as soon as possible.

Shizou couldn't believe how much money the little twerp had saved away, his jaw literally dropped. Seeing this Izaya sneered and started bragging that, that was just one of his many accounts.

After that the doctor explained the risk. He made sure to explain very thoroughly that the risk of something going wrong was much higher with him than if he had chosen to go to a normal hospital. When he finished Izaya looking at him almost pleading for Shizuo to let him go, but when the blond shook his head those sad puppy eyes turned into a hateful glare.

Two ladies accompanied the doctor; they claimed to be nurses and would be helping the doctor in surgery tonight. While the doctor was using anesthesia to put Izaya to sleep they filled the room with dozen of medical tools. They even put up a large square tent in the middle of his living room. It was used to disinfect the air inside so when they opened the flea up he wouldn't get an infection.

Shizou had to carry and sleeping flea the portable surgery table they set up and he watched anxiously as needles and tubes were attached to the Izaya.

At this point he decided to leave, he really didn't want to see them cut Izaya open. From what the doctor had told him the operation would last at least twelve hours.

Going through another cigarette he threw the remains on the ground using just a little too much strength and causing the bud to make a shallow creator on the floor. "Stupid flea. Why did you have to make me hurt you? You know I can't control myself when I get mad."

Ever since he had adducted the informant he had been feeling guilty and it was only getting worse. For years he had wanted to finally beat and/or kill Izaya. It wasn't like he didn't have a good reason for wanting him dead. After all this man had gone out his way to ruin his life time and time again, but seeing the once formidable man so week made him feel sick to his stomach.

Shizuo was counting himself lucky to know such a great doctor that would even consider doing him this favor.

He had met the man way back in high school. Izaya had sent another gang after him and back than he wasn't as strong or as durable as he was now. There were about twenty grown men against his fourteen year old self. The men were well armed with planks of wood and metal bars as well making the fight very difficult to win. In the end he chased them off but his injuries were so bad he fainted in the ally way. When he came to he was in the doctors apartment with his wounds treated.

He asked him why he was so beaten and Shizuo answered them honestly. When the doctor didn't believe him about his strength he showed him by lifting his sofa with one hand. Amazing and bewildered the doctor called him an astounding miracle. The younger blond liked what he called him. Most people would be afraid of him, with the exception of his brother, Shinra and Izaya.

So when ever Shizuo got too banged up and didn't want to deal with Shinra constant attempts to experiment on him, he would head to him to get fixed up. He liked the doctor and his silent demeanor. Maybe his attraction was from the fact he remind him a lot of his little brother but was older and more mature than him. He also liked that unlike Shinra the doctor wouldn't try to experiment on him or ask him too many questions about his strength.

….

Izaya awoke slowly and unwillingly awoke. He would have preferred to stay asleep for a few more hours. His throat was sore and dry, probably from the tube they pushed into his lungs. It took most of his strength just to keep his eyes open. Most of his body still felt numb and he knew it be awhile till he could move again. For now he could only stare at the wall and part of the ceiling.

"S-Sss"

"I'm here flea." Shizuo stepped into his field of vision.

"Doc says the surgery went well. But you will need another one in a week, something about your legs. Good news is that your arms weren't as bad as he thought. With time and therapy you could regain full movement with them again. But you won't be leaving that bed any time soon. Your spine is damage but it will heal. The real pro…." Shizuo paused. "Let me give you your medicine before I forget."

Going somewhere that Izaya couldn't see he came back with at least ten different bottles of pills and a cup of water. "Let's see…. You need two of theses, one of these, two of these, one of these every four hour's for two days, and this one you have to start taking tomorrow." Placing at least ten pills on the table stand he lifted Izaya up and leaned him against the bed frame.

Opening his mouth he pushed the pill in and poured water down his throat, stopping immediately when Izaya started to choke. Water and the pill fell from Izaya's mouth as soon as he let go of his jaw. The cold water dripped down the informant's chest wetting his bandages and making him shiver.

Izaya may have not been able to speak but he was sending Shizuo a look that translated to 'You moron'.

"Guess we will have to try a different method." Putting the pill in his mouth and taking a sip of water he pushed his lips against the ravenette.

Izaya opened his eyes so wide that they nearly popped out of his head. He may not have been able to move, but he was still aware of the monster that currently had its disgustingly sweet tongue down his throat. The very thought of Shizuo Heiwajima kissing him was unacceptable and ridicules and yet the revolting act was taking place right at this moment. Fan girls all around Ikebukuro would kill to see this atrocious scene.

Izaya felt the beast tongue slider and wiggle inside his mouth, violating all logic that kept him sane. It was made much worse by the fact that Shizuo tasted so sweet and everyone knew he hated sweet things. How much strawberry milk dose one person have to drink to get their tongue to taste like it too? A light hint of vanilla also accompanied the creamy flavor, this was one piece of information the info-dealer could have lived without knowing.

Disgusted Izaya couldn't even muster the energy to turn his head away; he couldn't break the kiss even if Shizuo wasn't holding his jaw in place with his iron bending grip.

After what seemed like an eternity for the informant and a moment for the Shizuo, the blond finally manage to push the pill down his throat. Pulling away he wiped his mouth, an action that Izaya wished he could also do.

"One down, nine to go." He couldn't help himself from chuckling. The look Izaya made of hilarious. "It's not so bad Izaya-kun. You only have to take them twice a day, oh and one every four hours."