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Chapter 10: Ten Scythes a Slashing

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"What do you mean he just left?" Izaya shouted, hurting his rib cage.

"The nurse said he checked out this morning." Celty typed. "And with Shizuo's reputation, no one says to him."

"But, he couldn't have just-"

"Stop it!" Celty warned. "You'll only hurt yourself. Now what is the big deal about Shizuo leave?" Izaya didn't want to say anything about what happened the night before. He honestly didn't believe that it happened. The meds he was given were pretty heavy and possibly just caused his to hallucinate. But it felt very real. His heart started to race at the thought of what happened; only causing him more physical pain.

"It's not. Just curious." Celty know he was lying, but didn't say anything. Even though she was asked to find out who Shizuo wanted, she wasn't going to tell Izaya. Honestly, she was starting to enjoy this little dance the two of them had started.

"Alright then." She typed. "Just call if you need anything." Izaya nodded and laid back down turning on the TV.

Celty mounted her horse and rode off back to her shared apartment with Shinra. When she got back, she was greeted with a warm smiled and the usual Shinra way to get her in bed with him. "So how's the love sick puppy?" Shinra asked.

"He's hiding something. I'm not sure what, but it has to do with Shizuo." Celty typed. "Do you know what Shizuo said to me one night when I helped him with work?"

"What did he say?" Shinra asked slyly. He already knew the answer.

"He said that he was in love with Izaya. Do you know anything about this?"

The doctor smiled. "Only that Izaya feels the same way. He and I have been talking about it, as you know. And I'm willing to bet that last night Shizuo talked to Izaya and things got a little PG-13."

A chill ran up Celty's spine. "You mean-you mean they-!"

Shinra shrugged. "Who's to say? But like you said, something happened." And Shinra was right. Something did happen. Something that neither of the two wanted to happen, but didn't know it would happen again. But not for some time. . .

Around ten in the morning. . .

"Are you sure?" Kasuka asked, holding the door open for his older brother. "I don't mind staying behind to help you."

"No-just go ahead." Shizuo reassured his younger brother. "If I need anything, I'll just call Tom."

"Ok." Shizuo was taking back a bit when his brother wrapped his arms around him. "I'll try and see you soon ok? Drink plenty of milk." Shizuo nodded as Kasuka left the apartment.

Shizuo was glad to be home. He sighed as he sat down on the couch with Djali who was more than glad to see him. The poor little puppy made it clear that he wasn't leaving his master's side anytime soon. And Shizuo was quite happy about that. He didn't need anything extravagant or luxurious; he just needed his couch, TV, remote, and ditsy puppy, Djali. While relaxing on his couch watching the news, Shizuo soon drifted off into sleep. . .

"Izaya?" Shizuo asked as he felt something brush over his abdomen. He looked around and saw no one. So he decided to sit by the window of his high school. Then he found a shadow looming over him. Shizuo looked to find a shirtless Izaya. He had a grin painted on his face. Their eyes met and Shizuo felt his heart flutter in his chest.

Izaya held out his hand. "Get up off the sand you dummy." Izaya's voice was calm and charming.

"The sand?" Shizuo looked around and saw that he was at the beach. "Man it's hot out." Shizuo tugged at his collar.

Izaya chuckled. "Then take off your clothes." The sly snake wrapped his arms around the blonde's neck. "I want to see you." Izaya whispered into Shizuo's ear as he pressed himself against him.

Shizuo sighed heavily before collapsing onto a bed. A bed? Hear in the middle of the beach? No-in the middle of his bedroom.

Izaya pushed Shizuo down on the bed grinding their hips together. The sensation was truly thrilling for the debt collector. And as Izaya took the liberty of playing with his human toy, he teased the blond by slowly unbuttoning his white shirt that concealed the toned chest the leech so desperately wanted to see and feel. Free from the restrains the shirt provided, Izaya moved to rest in-between Shizuo's legs, steadily running chills down Shizuo's body.

"Dammit. It's ben too long." Izaya whispered as he fumbled with the buckle of Shizuo's belt and the button and zipper of his pants. This was the sinful part. This was the part where Izaya would sit up and remove the remainder of his clothing. After that he'd climb up on Shizuo and their lips would meet for a long moment. Then Izaya would move back down south to heat up the winter. The room was pretty cold, and the feeling of Izaya hot mouth on-

Shizuo's eyes flew open. That dream again? Was that because of last night? But what happened was completely in the dark right? It was the pain killers. Yeah-the pain killers were screwing with his head. Both of their heads. That's why they-no! Shizuo wasn't going to think about it. No matter how much he liked it.

Shizuo's phone buzzed on the table. He reached over and found an email from Kanra.

"Rumor has it you were beaten up pretty badly, are you ok?"

"Other than a broken leg, I'm fine. What have you heard?" Shizuo responded.

"Only that this gang was stupid enough to capture Heiwajima Shizuo and was nearly killed." Kanra seemed well informed. "According to all the chat rooms, the gang wants revenge. Think you can handle it if they cross your path?" Could he? Shizuo was in no condition to fight. Standing with an infection coursing through his veins really wasn't a good idea. The hospital wanted to keep him for a few weeks, but no way in hell. So what if the assholes tried to fight him? Street signs make good walking sticks.

"I'm sure I can handle them. Why so worried Kanra?"

It was a while before Kanra replied. "Because I'm a very curious person and I like to know the truth, even though rumors are fun." Kanra cut the conversation. And Shizuo started wondering; who was this Kanra? And why did he/she care so much? What did he/she want?

Rarf!

Those thoughts were going to have to wait to be answered. Djali need attention . . .

Izaya was quite bored at the hospital. He had a private room, but that was anything really. The nurses and doctor kept bugging him. He was at the point where, if he had his coat, he would be throwing blades at people. His little chat with Shizuo had him worried. What if Shizuo did try to fight? Would he make it? Izaya decided that he wasn't going to run from his feelings anymore. He knew the truth-about him and Shizuo. He was in love-and dammit-he was going to be with the person he loved. He'd take a love-hate relationship over no love relationship at all. Now it was time to start planning.

A/N: This may be the last chapter for awhile. School goes back in session for me soon and I may not be able to update as much. So hang tight and don't lose your pants. All will be fine.