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Chapter 15: A Mad Russian Christmas

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Shizuo, even though he woke up on the couch, felt more refreshed and energized than he had in days. He kicked his legs over the side and was surprised that the pain was completely gone! His break was completely healed! The shock took over him for a moment before he actually started to move about his apartment. He even did the little hop on one leg thing and giggled a bit. A smile rose on Shizuo's face and he scooped up his little dog. "So Djali, how about a bath?" The Shiba inu's ears went down at the thought, but he didn't put up a fight. The water in the kitchen sink was warm and very relaxing and the feeling of soap being massage into his fur was really enjoyable.

After bath time, Shizuo dressed in regular clothes, navy jeans and a white cashmere sweater. He slipped on his shoes and he and Djali were out the door. No way were they staying inside all day. The two decided on a walk through the city. Djali chased the snowflakes the drifted everywhere as Shizuo lit a cigarette. From behind he heard the whinny of a horse. He was soon met with Celty and a very stunned Shinra.

"Shizuo-how did you-when did you-?" Shinra's arms were flailing as he stumbled off Celty's horse over to the blond. Djali growled and barked as Shinra neared. "What the hell happened?" The doctor asked analyzing Shizuo's leg. "There's no way you healed this fast!"

"Izaya thought it'd be nice to spread some holiday cheer." He grinned sadistically and cracked his knuckles at the statement. "So, if I come across him today, I'm going to thank him."

"Are you sure about that?" Celty asked. "There's that festival today and he's going to be with Kasuka."

"I know, Kasuka told me." Shizuo stated lighting a cigarette. "To be fair to my brother, I won't inflect any 'physical' pain. A simple thanks and I'll kill you later will work." He cracked his knuckles and Djali did his own little version of cracked his neck. Celty shook her head.

"So you two are still suppressing your sexual desires?" Shinra soon regretted the question as Shizuo gave him a glare that could make the snow and ice feel like boiled water. Djali also shared in the glare giving. "Uh-never mind." Shinra backed over behind Celty, which was probably a smart choice.

Shizuo groaned. "Look, I'm not suppressing anything. I talked it over with my therapist and he agrees, based on the past between Izaya and I that this is as far as our relationship goes." The scary blond laid down the law and walked off with Djali on his heels.

Celty quickly typed on her phone. "We're getting them together. This is getting ridiculous."

Shinra nodded. "It is. I'm pretty sure that once Shizuo engages in sexual activity, his anger problems should decrease."

"You think?" Celty asked.

"Well I wouldn't be a very good doctor if I didn't, Celty." A grin rose on his face as he mounted Celty's horse and they were off. . .

"So what are the chances we'll be in some type of trouble by the end of the day?" Izaya asked zipping up his jacket.

"Form Onii-san, I'm not sure." Kasuka said standing up from the couch. "But the fans, a lot."

"I think I'd rather deal with your brother." It was true. Fan girls and the occasional guy or two, they were in very few words, pissed at Izaya. He didn't understand why, but he figured this seemed like a good way to study the emotion of jealousy from other people. Oh how he did love humans.

The festival was full of happy people, some dressed in winter time kimonos, eating food, oh the delicious food, and just having a good time. Figuring it was a good idea on both of their parts, Izaya and Kasuka held hands, but not with their fingers interlocked with each other. Just an innocent we're-friends-holding-hands type thing. But no matter how well you summed it up, the fan girls and boys were quite irritated. (Erica was one of those fan girls) . . .

"Sushi good!" A very familiar voice sounded out into the air. "Try it, you no puke, I promise!" Izaya grinned. "Ah, Izaya! You want sushi, no?"

"Hey, Simon." Izaya saluted back at him. "This weather remind you of home yet?"

"Ah-yes it does. It reminds me of homeland." Simon noticed then that Kasuka was holding Izaya's hand. "Izaya, why is famous actor boy holding onto your hand?"

Izaya shook his head. "Didn't you get the memo Simon? Yuuhei and I decided that the holiday season isn't any fun just being by yourself." Izaya pulled Kasuka up to him and warped a single arm over his shoulders. With a grin plastered on his face, and someone pushing the slow-mo button, Izaya pressed his lips against Kasuka's. Gasps and screams filled the sir: all from fan girls. Kasuka didn't know what to think other than act like this meant something to him. Then the sound of knuckles cracking rippled through the air. Izaya pulled away from Kasuka and just stared at Shizuo. "Hey Shizu-chan."

A sadistic grin rose on Shizuo face. "Izaya-!" The older brother growled.

"Now look Shizu-chan-we can talk about this right?" Izaya said as he started to back up. Shizuo took a slow step towards Izaya who chuckled like Shinra when he knew Shizuo was about to snap. What was the best thing to in this situation? The only thing you could do was drop your shit, say a prayer, and run like Speedy Gonzales because you're gonna die! "I'll be back in a little while Yuuhei."

Izaya bolted like a matador running from the bull he just pissed off by shooting arrows in its butt. "Izaya!" While chasing after the fleeting man he saw as a pest, he grabbed a nearby sign in mid stride and ripping it from the ground. "You're dead!"

"Now, now Shizu-chan!" Izaya leaped over a table placing it between him and his raging bull. "Can't we talk, like little kids and not grown men?"

Shizuo stopped his stampede to catch his breath. "Not a chance." Reclining his arm, the debt collector chucked his sign straight for Izaya's head. The broker ducked and tried to bypass the blond, but Shizuo grabbed his arm in a twisting manor behind Izaya's back. "What are you doing with Kasuka?" Shizuo growled while twisting Izaya's arm. "And don't bother lying!"

Izaya let out a sign. "Simple, Kasuka and I are merely posing as a couple, which you could easily figure out." Pulling the switch blade out of his sleeve, Izaya sliced the air between the two of them, wiggling free. "But I do have a motive, and that you'll have to figure out for yourself."

Shizuo regained his footing just long enough swing his fist to make contact with Izaya's face. Izaya started to fall back. As he did, he grabbed Shizuo's wrist pulling him down to the ground with him. Shizuo landed on his hands and knees just above Izaya and his heart started to race. Izaya held a hand over his one eye while locking his other with Shizuo's. Time seemed to stop and both men's breathing quickened with their heart rates. Silently to himself, Izaya hoped that Shizuo would kiss him.

Shizuo head began spinning and he clenched his fist. Swallowing hard, Shizuo stood up shaking his head. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed in frustration. Forgetting that he should never have his back turned towards Izaya, Shizuo spun around, pretty much to just yell at him, but was caught off guard when Izaya suddenly stood up capturing his lips. Shizuo froze. Shock racked his brain and blood rushed into his cheeks. Everything drowned out around them and he lost whatever self-control he had.

Pulling the smaller of the two close to him, Shizuo clutched onto Izaya tightly. One hand pulling his head closer, and the other resting on his lower back. Izaya gave no protest. He gladly gave in. Things were going better than he hoped. He tightly wrapped his around the taller man's neck. The kiss was hot and passionate. Also dangerous. Shizuo knew he had to stop, but he couldn't will himself to do it. But someone had the power-

Munch!

Izaya broke away from Shizuo. His shoulder stiffened while twitching up to his ears. In a second, the black haired man let out a shrill of pain and fell back on his butt inspecting his ankle. There he found a bleeding bite mark. A small, bleeding bite mark. He looked up in disbelief as his eyes met those of a happily panting Shiba Innu puppy.

"Arf!" The tiny dog panted wagging his tail happily.

Izaya narrowed his eyes. "Just when things were getting good." The broker mumbled. That little dog he thought was cute at first was now an obstacle he'd have to overcome. "Hey, Shizu-" The smaller man stood up looking for the blond man, but he seemed to have disappeared. The tiny puppy waddled off, most likely to follow his master. Izaya could have followed, but he needed some time to think. With a heavy sigh, he ran back to the fair to meet up with Kasuka. There was some planning that needed to be done. . .

Djali sat on the lap of his master wagging his tail. Shizuo handed him a dumpling and happily ate it. The blond sighed heavily picking up his warm honey milk. The feelings from earlier squeezing his chest and suffocating his mind. The room was getting hot and his body twitchy. There was only one cure for this-I cold shower!

Putting the rest of the dumplings in Djali's bowl, which the small dog didn't mind, Shizuo shut off his TV and turned on his faucet in his shower to cold and got in. After his cold shower, he was off to bed to try and forget today's events. Djali soon joined him with a full tummy. The two were soon sound asleep and off to dream land. . .

"So by Christmas then?" Kasuka asked taking a sip of his tea.

"I guess so." Izaya wasn't so sure at the moment. He was pretty tired. Dealing with Shizuo and obsessed fans all day-he had no idea that it'd take so much out of him. With a light nod and a hand shake, Kasuka was on his way home, and Izaya off to bed.

Winter is a funny season and brings people together in a strange way. Who's to say Izaya and Shizuo won't come together, despite their past? Though Djali was a tiny dog, he had a plan of his own.

I know the ending kinda sucked, I'm sorry. But I'm having a bit of writes block. I'm willing to take any ideas and or suggestions. Next chapter coming as soon as it can.