It continues. . .
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Chapter 13: Time to Start The Chapters With a New Song
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December 13, the days were getting closer and closer to the holidays. There weren't a lot of Jewish people in Japan that Izaya knew of. All he knew was that today, he would set up his chess board and lay out his plan with Kasuka, who was on his way over to Izaya's apartment. Just that morning Izaya was woken up by a text message from Kasuka and he start sprucing up. Not that there needed to be much sprucing up. But still, he made tea and had some small finger foods ready.
When the doorbell rang, he took the tea kettle off the burner and walked over to answer the door. "Wow," Izaya greeted Kasuka. "You managed to get away?"
"For the time being." Kasuka said stepping inside Izaya's apartment. "Just told my producers that Shizuo need my help with something." A sneaky smirk rose on his face and Izaya smiled.
"Not a total lie. You're a very smart kid." Izaya led Kasuka to the living/study room. "How cold is it out today?"
"Cold enough for a chance of snow." Izaya looked out of his windows and over the snowy blanket that covered everything. He walked back over to the kitchen to finish with the tea. He brought it out and set it on the coffee table next to his laptop. "So how is this going to work?"
"Acting like a mere couple won't be enough to prove anything to Shizu-chan. But then again-" Izaya paused. "He cares so much about you that he might just believe anything the tabloids say."
"That's Shizuo for you." Kasuka said sipping his tea.
"So here's the lay out." Izaya's plan-flaunt Kasuka around hope that Shizuo notices before the fan girls kill him. . . And possible fan boys. Once Shizuo takes notice, that's where Celty and Shinra come into play. They have to get him to take action. And after all is said and done, what would happen with Kasuka? Izaya made it clear that there was nothing between them. The most they would be is real good friends. . .
For their public debut, the new 'couple' walked hand-in-hand to Russia Sushi. There, they sat at the counter acting like a lovey-dovey couple. Simon was a little complex about it, but didn't ask questions. The two caught several eyes and glares, mostly from women. Just the attention Izaya was hoping for.
When they came to the park, they found it was littered with the paparazzi and fan girls. Word must have spread really fast, faster than anticipated.
"Izaya. I think we should get out of here." Kasuka whispered. "You know, before they start giving demands and or someone gets hurt."
Izaya nodded and grabbed Kasuka's hand and headed down a near-by alley. Kasuka kept a look-out from behind as Izaya lead the way forward. With the cost clear, they entered a medium sized shopping mall. "We can hide out here for a bit. Hopefully." Izaya sighed. "DO you always get that much attention?"
"We're in Japan." Kasuka stated. "Of course I do." The two shared a laugh before wondering off to find something to do. They held hands, just to keep up appearances.
It was around five o'clock and the sun was starting to set. Izaya and Kasuka had taken up to food at the food court. Passer-byers shared their stares and looks. "So, how do you and Shizuo know each other?"
"We met some time in high school." The memory of the first day, where it all started, brought a smile to Izaya's face. "We've really been trying to kill each other ever since."
"So it's a love hate thing between you to?" Kasuka licked his ice cream.
"More hate than love, but yeah, pretty much." Just then Kasuka's cell phone started to go off.
He mouthed excuse me and turned his back to Izaya and answered his call. "Hello?" Izaya spun around idly watching the people passing by. "Yeah, Onii-san?" Kasuka cocked an eyebrow. "Yeah. Kinda just met and started talking." A smirk rose on the actor's face. "Alright, then I guess I'll be right over. See you soon." Kasuka shut his phone and turned back to Izaya.
"So what did Shizu-chan have to say?" The info-broker asked twirling his pocket knife on his finger.
"Whatever you have planned, I think it's working." A smile rose on both of their faces. "Onii-san's heard the news, so I gotta go." Just to put on a show for the crowds watching, Kasuka brushed his lips against Izaya's and hurried. A smile plastered on his face, Izaya left the place where humans mingle and flipped open his phone. The internet had blown up with pictures of him and Kasuka together. Word spread fast and now, because fan girls are like dogs fighting for food, Izaya word have to watch his back.
While Izaya was off doing whatever, Kasuka met up with his brother at his apartment.
Shizuo was on the couch flipping through channels while Djali spun around in circles chasing after dust. Kasuka shrugged and wondered over to the couch and sat down on the chair next his older brother. "No Christmas specials?" Instead of answering, Shizuo flipped back to the news channel and something came up.
"Fan girls are in an uproar!" The news reporter said. "Teen idol Yuuhei Hanejima was seen in this shopping center today with a strappingly handsome young man. Eye witness believe that by the sight of things the two have become a couple-"
"What is Izaya planning?" Shizuo asked.
"I'm not entirely sure really." Kasuka scratched his head. "But I do know he's a pretty good kisser." Shizuo looked away trying to hide the blush on his face.
"So you're just dating him for the fun of it?" Shizuo mumbled.
"Not entirely." The blond looked back over to his younger brother. "See, I want to get to know this guy. Ya know, try and see what you see in him." The two shared a laugh and tried to find something to watch while Djali chased after snowflake shadows falling past the windows. . .
Izaya was wondering through the streets of the Ikebukuro district. He stopped when he came to a door. He stood there for several minutes before placing a wrapped box and a card on the door step. He slipped away into the cold of the winter night. . .
A/N: Wow. . . Long time. Sorry for the short chapter and long wait, I've been working on other stories and school stuff. But my friend has given me some ideas, so don't worry.