Title: All The Wrong Reasons
Author: MistressKiko
Rating: M
Pairing: Shizuo x Izaya
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters!

THIS STORY CONTAINS MALExMALE RELATIONSHIPS. You have been warned.

"Mirads" are my made up creatures.

Shizuo's POV

I shut the door to my cabin, hearing the loud whistle of the train sound. The last call for passengers was made.

I slipped into my seat, gripping the jewelry box within my hands.

It was sort of crazy. Even after everything that I'd gone through, it was hard to believe that this was over with. Harder to believe I had Izaya, safe, here in my hands, and I was on a train going who-knows-where.

My breathing was still fairly erratic from running, and I probably looked like a disheveled mess. There was no doubt Tom had gotten to the police station by now, but also no doubt that Shiki's lackeys had dragged him off somewhere. But at least I had the assurance that Shiki was going to be a wanted man from this night on.

The train started moving.

I took a deep breath, glanced at the shut door, and then opened the lid.

I really wasn't expecting raw emotion to grip at me upon seeing him appear in front of me. It was like a delayed reaction. I knew what had happened, but it didn't quite hit me until now.

Izaya stared at me, wide-eyed, looking more like a startled cat than anything else. Conflicting emotions were flashing through his bright, wavering eyes as he cautiously stepped forward.

"... Shizuo?" He asked tentatively, like he was seeing an illusion, and he shakily lifted his hands to my face. On instinct, my head tilted into his hands, and I took a moment to bask in that familiar warmth before wrapping my arms around him and pulling him toward me. Because he was standing and I was sitting, I buried my face into his chest as he nestled himself between my legs.

There were so many words I wanted to say, so many feelings rushing through me. I felt dizzy, yet unbearably calm. My arms tightened, the tips of my fingers just barely brushing underneath his shirt to feel the soft skin on his side.

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you," I apologized into his shirt. His heartbeat was a little fast, but still soothing to my ears.

"Shizuo... Shizuo," I looked up when I noticed his voice was trembling. To my surprise, tears were lining his eyes, seconds away from spilling over. Despite his obvious distress, he still managed to look angry, "Why did you do that? How could you wish me away in a situation like that! I have been practically hyperventilating, not knowing what to expect when I came out of the box again! You could have died! Y-"

Throughout his distraught speech, hot tears were flowing down his cheeks.

I quickly stood up and captured his trembling lips in a fervent kiss. It was with desperate thumbs that I tried to wipe away those tears, but even as his hands clutched onto my shirt and he responded wholeheartedly to the kiss, they continued to fall.

"Did you think," I began, pulling back but keeping his face close to my own, "I wouldn't come after you? Thought I told you that you were special."

I tried to grin at him, anything to make him stop crying. Tears didn't suit him at all, and they were making me increasingly uneasy.

It delighted me when he gave a short, startled laugh.

"Well you're special to me, that's why..." he trailed off, wiping at his own tears before encircling his arms around my shoulders, "I'm really with you, aren't I?"

He sounded awed, and my heart melted.

"Yes, you are," I answered firmly, smirking as an after-thought hit me, "And now you're stuck with me."

He recognized his own words immediately and laughed out loud. It was a loud, joyous sound that I wanted to hear over and over again.

"You have to tell me everything. Everything," Izaya prompted, suddenly giddy, "... including where we are."

He looked around curiously.

"Okay. I love you," I spoke, watching his eyes snap back to mine in widened surprise, "We're on a train, destination: wherever the hell we want. Tom has already given police evidence that will make Shiki a wanted man, your current contractor is dead, and I am not letting you out of my sight. Ever."

His mouth was hanging open.

I had the desire to take his lips again, but I anticipated the kind of answer he would give, so I held back.

"... repeat that first thing?" He asked, leaning into me.

"Okay?" I asked with a smile. I chuckled when his nose scrunched up.

"After that," he emphasized.

"We're on a trai-"

"Before that!" He snapped, tugging at my shirt impatiently.

"You obviously heard what I sa-"

"Shi-zu-o," Izaya pronounced, trying to stop a smile from surfacing. I saw the corners of his mouth twitching.

"I love you," I repeated with complete confidence. I felt like it needed to be said. Yes, he was special, but it was so much more than that. And not because he was magical, not because he could give me anything I wanted, but because he was Izaya.

He was all I wanted.

A beautiful smile crossed his lips. His eyes were still moist, glittering vividly against the lighting.

I near stopped breathing when just how bright his eyes were registered in my mind.

Unaware of my inner thoughts, Izaya ran his fingers through my hair in a gentle gesture.

"I think I love you too~" He said happily, playfully.

I was overjoyed by those words. Really, I was. But something was pounding at the back of my head, and a possessive growl ripped through me. Izaya looked caught off-guard, and even I was a little surprised at myself. But damn it, I knew the reason behind those bright eyes and it killed me.

I leaned forward and reclaimed his lips, slipping my tongue in almost immediately. Izaya made a soft, surprised noise that turned into an elated mewl when he kissed back. I slipped my fingers into the belt loops of his jeans, pulling him flush up against me.

As always, my senses were doubled by touching him, and I gasped into his mouth at the full-body contact. Step by step, I eventually had him backed into the wall and breathing heavily.

"I really did create a monster, didn't I?" Izaya teased, raking his fingers down my chest, "Not that I'm complaining."

I reached up, softly shutting his eyelids with my thumbs.

I had an insufferable need to erase the touch of any other.

"These are never again going to be this bright unless I'm responsible for it," I spoke lowly, but strongly. My thumbs slipped away and he opened his eyes again. We stared at each other, the promise lingering in the air and connecting through our souls.

"Okay," Izaya replied, so simply, yet with so much meaning, as a soft smile played on his lips. No longer able to hold back my desire, I sealed our lips together again, hands roaming anywhere and everywhere they could touch. He reciprocated my touches, and melded against me so perfectly it was confounding.

"Hey Shizuo?" Izaya gasped, startling me when he stopped my hand from slipping in his jeans.

"Huh?" I asked, distracted by the man underneath me and the blood pounding in my ears.

"I have a little request?" He asked with a suddenly coy smile. I raised an eyebrow, trying to shake myself out of this cloud of lust to answer coherently.

"Request? I don't think you're the one who is supposed to wish for things," I taunted, and he chuckled, his chest vibrating against mine. His hands were suddenly buried in my hair and a pout was on his lips.

"Pleeeease wish for your blonde hair back?"

I stared. I laughed. I wished.

And then I made love to him on that train, with the silver moonlight streaming through the window, and the promise of a new day tomorrow.

Together.

Ladies and gentleman, the last chapter has arrived. Still going to do an epilogue!

This chapter has so much fluff. Even some cheese. I love it. Haha

Flonnie: Th- thank you so much~ That was quite the review xD And I even got a muffin! / tears of joy Haha, I hope you enjoyed the ending :D

Minizaya: Luckily we can practice polygamy with fanfics 8D And I love you too my fast!reply anon XD

GintaxAlvissForever: I go and promise one update a day, that's how xD And Tom just needs more love

Otter and Fox: If the fluff wounded you before, it might near kill you after reading this ending haha

centurylm: Like I said, Tom needs more LOVE. And how could I possibly not have Izaya in the box? I would shatter my own heart D:

To all who EVER reviewed, and READ too, 'cause I know a lot of people read and don't review: THANK YOU~! You guys are amazingly awesome.

BTW: Started a collaboration fic with RukawaGF called Precious Devotion! .

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