"Hello~"
Shizuo felt so exhausted. He felt beyond any form of energy, like an overused rag in need of the wash. He was just so tired.
"Did you see the master?"
"Yeah, I saw him. I think he's up on deck going berserk over what he did."
"It's love~"
"Love? Erika, what have you been smoking under the deck?"
"Opium… Wow, Walker, I was just kidding!"
"You said that too well…"
"Pfft, anyway, let's get Shizuka up and dressed. I bet this guy would look stunning in Shizuka's old clothes!"
"Erika, we aren't dressing him up like a chick."
"Why not? I bet master IzaIza would love it! I bet we would never see our master again!"
"He thought we had dumped another chick in his room, not some guy."
"Man. Woman. Walker, if you were a woman, you know I would come onto you just as strongly as I do now. Love goes beyond the body."
Shizuo groaned a bit, these voices were annoying. What the hell were they even talking about? It sounded like they were referencing him maybe… Ugh, why wouldn't they just shut up and let him recover in peace?
"I think he's wakin' up."
"Yes! Time for yaoi!"
"Erika, no. We are not doing that. Do you want to end up like Shinra-san?"
The voices, as Shizuo opened his eyes and looked, belonged to two kids. The pipsqueaks were practically pressed against each other. "Who the hell are you two?"
The boy smiled, never once opening his eyes, "we?"
"Yes, Walker. Who are we?" The girl smirked, "We are the most brilliant geniuses on this ship. We provide entertainment, romance, and all around are the most intelligent… besides master."
"We're the cabin boys."
"We are the masterminds of the indoors. We stay in the cabins and make sure they are ready for the excitement that comes to this ship."
"We clean the ship's indoor areas."
"We plot and mastermind every love life on this boat. We are the shipping duo. We create all the romance on this boat."
"We just do what the master says."
"We can see into the future," the woman was becoming increasingly annoying.
"You cannot," the boy argued.
"Yes, I can! I totally predicted that master IzaIza was homosexual and look who we are talking to. His lover from last night. A man!" The girl practically gave off sunlight at how much she was beaming. "I was right. I can see into the future and I declare that we shall all be free finally!"
"I think all the rum is going to your head."
"I see a beautiful reunion of Shinra-san with the master."
"You see the inside of the master's room, one room of which the master forbade us from entering."
"You've been doubling to do Mikado's shift on the crow's nest haven't you? No means yes, Walker."
Shizuo rubbed his aching head, this was going too far and he wasn't even fully awake yet. Looking around, he frowned. This wasn't the house, nor was it the kiln room where he worked.
Where the hell was he?
He looked around, trying to locate where they were when he felt the room tilt. The belongings swayed a smidgen and Shizuo went pale. He was out at sea? His mind rushed, trying to figure out what had happened? Where the hell was he?
He thought back, thinking of l…last…
He fell back, leaning against the headboard as he thought. He had… he had had…
Who had that been? He couldn't remember seeing them. He remembered… He couldn't remember what he remembered.
"He looks mad?"
"Hey Shizuka!" The girl leaned forward, "you mad?"
Shizuo forced himself to focus. "Why the hell are you calling me Shizuka?"
"You are Shizuka, aren't you?"
"Reincarnation." Walker chirped, "he must not remember being her."
"Oh! That would be even more exciting! Just imagine, he suddenly remembers and he and the master reconnect, becoming as deeply in love as before-"
"Erika, if she really had loved him, she wouldn't have freaking cursed him."
"She was yandere."
"No, she was just a spoiled piece of crap."
"She wasn't capable of being able to properly love the master so she offed herself so that she could be reincarnated. Then she found him last night and reunited!" the girl leaned into the boy's lap and shut her eyes in ecstasy. "Now the master and Shizu-reincarnate can come together in a beautiful yaoi love and bring each other the love they both-"
"The master is probably the same age as this guy." The boy looked over at him and Shizuo rubbed his head. "Oh right. You wanted to know who we are. I'm-"
"I really don't care anymore."
Shizuo stood up and heard the girl whistle, "hello Shizu-chan~"
Looking down, Shizuo went deep red, "damn pervert! Look away!" He grabbed a piece of clothing from nearby and covered his crotch, but not before the duo got a nice look.
"Pervert?" The girl smiled, "it's just my part-time occupation. It gets boring on this ship. I must say, you are quite endowed. I'm surprised the master doesn't let you do the shoving instead of the covering."
"What does that even mean?" Shizuo shook his head quickly before she could speak, "never mind, I don't wanna know."
"She's Erika and my name is Walker," the boy, Walker, stated. "Since you're new here, we figured we would be the first to greet you."
"Even though we aren't supposed to be in here," Erika piped in.
"Great, nice to meet you. Get the hell out."
"We brought you some clothes!" She held out some fabric and grinned, "since you and the master successfully destroyed your old clothes."
"Who the hell is this master?"
"He's the captain of this ship."
Shizuo looked around and frowned, "this ship looks ancient." The blackened wood and crimson color scheme spurred up the ghost story's ship. The room was littered in jewels, expensive silks, fur blankets and gold. So much gold, it looked like the room of a king. It looked like the room of a champion.
…It looked like a room for a successful pirate.
"Well, the ship has been through hell and back," Walker conceded. "Plus the master likes the black wood. He thinks it scares the mainlanders."
"Oh, it does." Erika laughed, "they run like shadows to the light!"
"What ship is this," Shizuo had a bad feeling about the ship.
"This ship," both of the duo looked at him with evil smirks plastered on their faces, "this ship is the Informant."
Oh, shit…
Shizuo sat down on the edge of the bed and looked around, wondering just how deeply asleep that he was that everything felt so real. It couldn't be real. He couldn't be on this damn boat. This was a ghost story's ship. Ghost stories weren't true. They were only created by elders to keep small boys from running out to sea, from staying out late into the night.
There was no way in hell that this was true.
"The Informant?" Shizuo looked at them, "who's the captain?"
"The captain is master Izaya."
"He's a rough lover, isn't he?" Erika grinned and leaned in close, successfully pissing him off.
"Go."
Walker pulled her away and smiled more, "don't worry, we aren't sta-"
"What are you two fungi doing in my quarters?"
All three of them jumped at the harsh voice, the duo spinning on their heels. Walker bowed before the man in the doorway. "Forgive us, master! We heard the guest awakening in here and felt it our duty to see him properly clad-"
"Enough," the man stepped into the room and made a motion for the duo to leave, "I don't need to hear of your blasted ideas. Get down to the other's chambers and clean up."
"What are you going to do," Erika asked evilly.
The man leaned forward, resting arms upon his narrow, jewel encrusted belt, "oh? What does it matter what I do with what is mine? Do you hold the same measure of control of this ship as I? No? Then get your bum out of my chambers before I show you just what happened to my former first mate."
Walker grabbed his companion and went scrambling for the door, "forgive us captain! We're leaving!"
The duo walked out a split second before the door was slammed shut behind them. The captain of the ship turned and Shizuo looked him over. The man's red eyes danced with emotions as the smirk upon his face remained as cold and malicious as with the duo. His red jacket swished a bit around his lithe body.
"I see you've met the cabin boys."
"…You piss me off." The words spilled forth before Shizuo could think. He expected to be stabbed, to be killed or attacked. No, the man started chuckling, laughing at him.
"Oh? Do I really?" He stepped forward, his jet black hair peeking out just barely from his hat. His smirk turned into a sadistic smile, his white teeth looking carnivorous, "and just what about this judgement, hmm? Do I need to kill my own crew members?"
Shizuo leaned back more, his head thumping against the wall of the room as his back pressed into the headboard. "What the hell did you do to me last night?"
"Hmm?" The man paused, "I did nothing."
"Bullshit. I heard…" He lingered, trying to think of what the voice, this guy, had said last night.
"You have a very overactive imagination." The captain sat down and chuckled, "my crew picked you up last night after you destroyed the town. You kept calling yourself a monster."
"I what?" Shizuo tried to think back. He remembered the villagers screaming. He remembered Vorona attacking… His face grew pale before he felt the captain reach out, caressing his face.
"You came to us of your own free will, joined our crew of your own volition."
"I…" He faltered, growing a headache from trying to remember.
"Whatever you remember, that is what we know. The crew dumped you in here last night due to our cot shortage."
"So we…"
"We what?" The captain stood up and smirked, those carmine eyes glimmering in mirth. "How unpredictable. Get dressed and enjoy the peace of the ship for this day. Tomorrow I will have you working the deck with my first mate. If that doesn't work out, I'll drag you back under the deck to cook with the Russian." He took his hat off a moment and Shizuo stared at him. Before he could stop himself, he reached out, trying to touch the man, to somehow prove to himself he was talking to someone and not an apparition. The man flinched away from his touch, replacing his hat back onto his head and striding quickly out the door, leaving the blond on his bed.
Shizuo stared at the door for several moments, trying to think straight. He…
He was a monster…
A monster on a ship of monsters…
But that man didn't seem like a monster, he seemed…
Shaking his head, Shizuo looked around again only to look down and turn as scarlet as the sheets. He had been hard for the entire time the captain had been in here…
And his erection had been clearly visible the entire time.
The blond stood up and dressed quickly, be damned with a day of relaxing, he wasn't going to get any relief sitting around in the room of this… this… flea. Yeah, this room home to the most annoying pest he had ever laid eyes on.
Damn it, but he had never gotten this hard before, and the man had only touched his fucking cheek.
He was going to kill the bastard, his balls hurt.
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A/N: You think I would just end the story with that last chapter? Silly humans, there are too many loose ends. I like the way this is turning out. ;)
Anyway, did you peeps check out the pic that someone put a link to in the reviews. I did. –has it saved as wallpaper on ipod- It's GORGEOUS! I think we need more pirate Shizaya/Izuo pics. I think I died a bit from the complete and utter joy of seeing such an image. –fangirling elsewhere- Thank you my dear fenra, you successfully sent me into a big old fit of joy and successfully making my parents wonder about me…again. :D
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