I don't own durarara.
Warning: yaoi (boyxboy).
Summary: Shizuo is having troubles with keeping his feelings for his brother Izaya at bay. But was it even necessary?
"Shizuo! Kasuka! Will you please come down for a bit. I need to introduce you to someone important." their mother had called.
Shizuo, who at the time was six and Kasuka who was four, were upstairs playing in Shizuo room when their mother had called. Reluctantly putting down their action figures, both got up to go greet the person their mother wanted them to meet.
Grabbing a hold of Kasuka's small hand with his own small, yet bigger, hand, they both went down stairs.
When they made it to the main hallway, they saw their mother standing there with a small dark-haired boy hiding behind one of her legs. His small hands tightly grabbing his mother's stockings, while his face hid in the back of her leg, shaking like a frightened puppy.
Their mother quickly got their attention as she began to introduce them.
"Boys, I would like you to meet Izaya Orihara" she said sweetly, while she gently placed her hand on the boy's head and looked down at him.
She smiled at the boy's shyness and did her best to encourage him.
"Come on Izaya, say hello."
Shizuo waited, curiosity at who the mystery boy was, made him patient.
Bright ruby eyes peeked from behind his mother's leg, but just as quickly as they appeared, they were suddenly gone with a squeak. His mother chuckled and bent down slightly to pry the small hand holding her stocking gently away. Once the hand was no longer holding on to her, she enveloped that smaller hand with her bigger, yet gentle hand. She then bent down at the boys level,and picked him up. His tiny arms wrapped around her neck quickly and he hid his face away from the two other boys.
"Shizuo. Kasuka. Izaya will be your new little brother from now on." she said, as she looked at them with a smile.
A sad smile, that made Shizuo wonder what was wrong.
"I hope you two will treat him nicely." she told them.
After that, they went in the living room.
His mother sat in their father's chair, while Izaya still clinged to her and hid his face. Shizuo and Kasuka sat across from their mother on the couch.
Shizuo spoke first.
"How old is?" he actually didn't care about the boy's age, but after seeing his mother's sad smile, he was afraid of asking his other questions. Not talking at all was making him uncomfortable, his mother was always talking and playing around.
His mother looked at him, then looked at Izaya.
"Three." she answered.
"Can he tawk" Kasuka, who was having troubles with his l's and r's then, asked.
Their mother smiled at Kasuka's questions.
"Yes, he just very shy. Right Izaya?" she teasingly asked the small boy. He didn't answer, just buried himself deeper into her neck.
Shizuo felt captivated by the smaller boy.
That glimpse he had gotten of the boy was enough to grab his attention, and he wanted to see more. The boy's shyness wasn't new to Shizuo, Kasuka was the same around strangers and would cling to him constantly. It made the part of Shizuo, who was a protective brother to Kasuka, be the same with this obviously more fragile boy.
"Neh~ Izaya mommy needs to make food. Are you not hungry?"
It seemed that his mother won this time. The small boy only nodded, and let his mother pull him away, so that she could get up and go make dinner. She set him down where she previously was sitting and asked Shizuo to look after him while she made their dinner. His mother went to the kitchen, and although she asked him to take care of him, he knew his mother was watching them carefully through the kitchen window.
The boy sat in their father's chair, his head down and looking at his hands that were nervously shaking. Shizuo felt Kasuka carefully get off the couch and saw him make his way to the smaller boy.
"My name is Kasuka."
The dark-haired boy lifted his head timidly, but didn't say anything. Seeing as his brother was also a quiet boy, Shizuo got off the couch as well and decided to step up as the big brother.
"Come on you two let's play a game" he said as he walked to where Kasuka was standing and Izaya was still sitting. He extended his hand to the timid boy and waited for him. Both he and Kasuka waited for their new brother to play with them.
The boy finally lifted his head all the way up, causing Shizuo to almost gasp.
He found the boy beautiful.
He had bright red eyes, that had a harsh contrast with the boys pale skin and dark hair. Still even at the age of three the boy held a sadness in him.
"Don't you want to play?" Shizuo asked, wishing to make the sadness go away. He got closer to the arm-chair and this time extended both his arms, coaxing the boy to hold on to him. Izaya eyed him suspiciously for a while, until he finally shuffled closer to Shizuo and wrapped his arms around his neck.
For a six-year-old, Shizuo was relatively strong and taller than most six-year olds, so he was able to easily carry the boy off the chair and gently placed him down next to Kasuka. The boy was a bit smaller than Kasuka, an inch or so, and skinnier. Both Izaya and Kasuka looked at him as he wondered what they should play.
"Ok you two wait here, I'll go get the toy" he quickly went to go get the toy. When he came back with a red shiny ball, the smaller man looked at the ball with excitement and a smile, his first but not last. It was an achievement Shizuo would always be proud of. All three played with the red shiny ball. While their mother cooked and smiled, a happy smile.
The memory of the day Izaya joined their family was a cherished day.
Shizuo had always been fond of watching over Izaya. Many would say he was a doting brother to both Izaya and Kasuka, and even though he never denied it, a part of him knew it wasn't exactly true.
Sure he cared for them both, but he knew it was in different ways. It was obvious that with Kasuka he was a doting brother that would do anything for him, but with Izaya it wasn't the affection of a brother that compelled him to do anything for him.
He loved him, in a way a brother shouldn't.
They weren't brothers by blood, but he was his brother nonetheless. He been taught, along with Kasuka, by his mother to love and care for Izaya like he was their actual brother.
When they were young, it was easy for him to see Izaya as just his timid little brother who stuck to him just like Kasuka, but it changed once he grew. As they all became older, his brotherly love for Izaya turned to a fatal attraction.
Could he be blamed though?
As a child Izaya was beautiful and his beauty became more prominent as he grew. It was the reason he did his best to move out of his parents house as soon as he could.
At the age of eighteen Shizuo had begun to model so that he could be independent and move out. It wasn't a career he actually cared for, especially since he had to be careful of his strength and most of all his temper, but it kept him busy and away from his family.
He visited his family once and year, but even so his feelings never left. Each year he went to visit, Izaya had become even more beautiful and it was complete torture.
He wanted his feelings to vanish and he did everything possible to stop thinking of Izaya in that way, but it didn't help that when Izaya turned eighteen he moved in with him.
His parents wanted to travel the world, but Izaya didn't want to impose and had made the decision to live with Shizuo without even asking him first. The smaller male had become quite outspoken and Shizuo at times hated it.
A part of him sometimes wished Izaya was still the small child who use to follow him around and would cry if Shizuo left him alone for too long. But the other part, the part undeniably in love, loved the Izaya who demanded his attention and barged into his life without any consideration.
Eventually, Shizuo relented and accepted the offer of Izaya living with him.
It wasn't like he could deny anyway, Kasuka couldn't take him in since he was barely starting his acting career and was moving around.
He was the only choice.
He was twenty-one and his modeling career had become more stable, so he was the only one that could take Izaya in without their parents having to cancel their plans.
Of course it was beyond torture.
Even at the age of eighteen, Izaya's clinging nature when it came to him was still there. He would constantly wake up in the middle of the night with the smaller male in his bed (even though he has his own room) and cuddling close to him. The worst part of the thing was when he found out that Izaya slept in only a baggy shirt (that use to be Shizuo's) and underwear underneath.
Izaya's sleeping posture was the reason Shizuo had even learned about his sleeping wear. The brunette would either be practically on top of him or sprawled on the mattress with his shirt bunched up showing Shizuo his pale soft skin.
Many times did Shizuo want to jump the boy and just devour him.
Today was one of those days.
Shizuo woke up in the middle of the night to find Izaya sleeping on him. A milky white leg was over his waist, while an arm was across his chest, the younger male's head rested underneath his chin and Shizuo could feel his breath on his neck.
It's wrong.
He kept telling himself those words to stop himself from losing control.
Shizuo almost screamed for joy, when the sound of his ring tone hit his ears. If he was in other circumstances, the person who dared to call him at such an hour would have dealt with his wrath, but they were a god sent at the moment.
Carefully re-arranging Izaya so he could get up and pick up his phone.
Vorona.
He stared at the caller id for a while, until he finally decided to answer the call in his bathroom. She was a model he worked with a few times and they had a relationship. It wasn't anything serious, but then again, his relationships with others were always purely physical.
After talking for a while they had decided to meet since she was only here for a couple of days and Shizuo really need to get away from Izaya. Walking back to his room, he was surprised to find Izaya sitting up and looking straight at him.
"Sorry, did I wake you up?" he asked, avoiding his gaze as he got ready.
"Where are you going at this hour?" Izaya sounded annoyed, but Shizuo did his best to ignore it.
"Meeting up with someone." was his short answer.
"At this hour? Is it a girl?" Izaya began to question him. Shizuo sighed, wanting nothing more than leave so he wouldn't have to deal with his feelings.
"Your not going." Izaya decided, shocking Shizuo and making him look at him in surprise.
The brat!
"Since when do you make my decisions?" he asked the smaller man a bit angrily.
Izaya challenged him with a glint in his eyes and a smirk on his face. He got off of Shizuo bed and went to him. The dark-haired male went slightly on his tip-toes as he wrapped his arms around Shizuo neck.
Shizuo stood in shock, breath caught, as his eyes met those mischievous ruby eye's. The feel of Izaya's slim body pressed up against him, and the way Izaya's face was getting closer to his, had him captive.
Their lips were just a mere inches away and Shizuo almost lost himself if it wasn't for his phone ringing once. Out of the trance, Shizuo made it so he would get away from Izaya, but the male tightened his hold on him.
"Don't go... please" Izaya pleaded with him, and those eyes that had not held sadness since he was brought to their family, was back.
"Iza-" Shizuo was interrupted as the smaller male said the one thing he never thought he would hear.
"I love you... and I don't mean it... as a brother. I-I love you as a man." Izaya confessed to him softly, as if afraid that his words would drive him away.
Letting out a shuddering breath, Shizuo knew he had lost. Knowing that his feelings were reciprocated, he knew he would no longer be able to hide it. Wrapping one of his arms around Izaya, he placed his still ringing phone on the drawer and then used both arms to pickup the smaller man, who wrapped his legs around his waist and let him carry him back to bed.
Laying down on the bed with Izaya on top of him, Shizuo said the words he never thought he would every say.
"I love you, too"
Why is it that all my one-shot end up so cheesy? It was actually suppose to end with Shizuo going to Vorona and leaving Izaya all heartbroken, but I guess I just love happy endings. I've always wanted to do a story where Izaya and Shizuo were kind of related. Anyway, there might be another little sequel to this but I'm not sure about it yet.