Recap:
Soft breathing was the only sound in the quiet room.
Shizuo didn't mean to fall asleep. But he felt some sort of peace.
Also, he didn't mean to comfort Izaya allowing him to rest against him, nor did he know that he would find comfort holding him.
-It happened because…-
…-it felt good.
•••••
Love is often gentle, desire always a rage. ~Mignon McLaughlin
• L. B. P. •
The rain fell down the sky. Water dripping from the roof forming modern waterfalls, the concrete its foundation, drains its rivers.
The cold outside and the warm inside.
The day felt heavy.
-Shizuo frowned; he felt heavy… or rather something…
Shizuo wrinkled his brow… something fairly heavy was on top of him. Well, more exactly on his left side, over his leg, stomach and a part of chest. His left arm felt a bit numb too. He moved a little and his right leg fell from the couch, as result his senses shot open. It was that sensation when you feel that you are higher than you really are. Calming a bit Shizuo rubbed his eyes and focused in the thing at his side.
-Shizuo stood abruptly shoving Izaya the farthest away possible from him, Izaya crossed the building and the concrete in a blink of eyes.-
That would have been the result of what would have happened if Shizuo hadn't noticed Izaya's hand. On the middle of Shizuo's chest, Izaya's left hand was placed, that wasn't anything out of the ordinary due the circumstances. However, what was wrapped around Izaya's hand it was. A padded splint. How didn't he notice it before? Well, Izaya was using his jacket so it covered most of the splint material and was dark last night too. Only his fingers peeped through the fabric, without really thinking about it Shizuo grabbed Izaya's hand inspecting it.
This type of splint was removable, so the injury in his bone wasn't serious, Shizuo thought. It was just used for precaution. Shizuo held Izaya's splinted hand with just his fingers, though the arm was a dead weight it was easy for him to hold.
Shizuo trailed his eyes to Izaya's face, asking himself meanwhile about where Izaya had injured his hand, but to Shizuo's surprise he couldn't find Izaya's face.
-Why?
Because Izaya's face was hidden on Shizuo's side. Shizuo let go of Izaya's hand dropping it on top of his chest again. Slowly, Izaya's fingers gripped Shizuo's shirt. Shizuo gazed Izaya's face, but he was still hiding it. Shizuo moved away from him lightly, trying to look at his face. But when Shizuo moved, Izaya frowned. He moved with Shizuo pressing his face on him.
-Was Izaya really asleep?
Shizuo moved further away and Izaya complained with a groan.
-He seemed to be asleep.
Izaya grasped several times Shizuo's shirt with his fingers, since the splint refrained him from using his full hand, and pulled Shizuo to him nuzzling on the process.
-Shizuo jumped off, grabbing the couch where they were sleeping; with all his might he threw the couch through the crystal window. The non-UFO (it seemed an UFO though) flew through the rainy sky losing into the firmament.-
That was the next thing Shizuo was planning to do, well, attempted to do. Unfortunately, when he was trying to jump he slipped on the carpet, in consequence his butt met the floor.
Izaya let go of Shizuo's shirt during the process. Not finding anymore the warm comfortable thing, Izaya turned his body to the back of the couch.
Shizuo was sprawled on the floor.
'Mm… Okay. What the hell was that?' Shizuo asked inwardly still laying on the floor, a faint blush still tainting his cheeks.
•••••
"Orihara-san was really perturbed when he left yesterday…" Tsugaru snickered "He looked endearing, don't you think?"
"Meow…" Macha answered and Tsugaru patted her head.
Both, Tsugaru and Macha where in Izaya's apartment. Tsugaru was sitting on Izaya's chair, contemplating the rain fall and the faint mist paint the air.
"I wonder if he's okay… It would be troublesome if he gets sicker… It's no fun when he doesn't answer back, am I right?" Tsugaru asked Macha again and she purred in response.
Tsugaru mused over an issue he'd been bothered with, finding a pert solution.
"Hey kitty would you like to get a job?" he smiled at her.
Macha gazed at him curiously.
"You are probably going to get fun, how sounds to become a spy?"
She stared at him solemnly.
"Mmm… I shall pay you with tuna..."
Macha jumped off of his lap heading to the front door. She sat and waited.
Tsugaru chuckled "You certainly are rarer than I thought" Tsugaru stood from the chair "Well, as long as it doesn't affect me I am fine with your presence here."
"Meow~"
•••••
5:32 a.m.
He was not staring.
5:38 a.m.
He was definitively not staring.
5:45 a.m.
Shizuo was absolutely positive that he wasn't staring at Izaya.
5:59 a.m.
Yes, he was not staring!
Because!
6:00 a.m.
Shizuo was glaring!
…
Anyhow, Shizuo's previous question wasn't answered no matter how hard he had tried to explain it with ordinary methods.
The only reasonable answer was that Izaya was an alien from another galaxy and that in reality this Izaya wasn't Izaya. Or perhaps this was the real Izaya but controlled by aliens that were in the stratosphere. Or! That Izaya was all this time an alien and that he had fooled everyone! That could explain the color of his eyes too!
Shizuo had noticed plenty of times they color, yes he had.
Sometimes they looked like brown but other times had a reddish color and there were other times when they looked just plain red.
So, the "alien" answer was the most feasible conclusion for Shizuo.
Sadly, it wasn't correct.
Orihara Izaya was one hundred percent human, might not a sane one but a human nonetheless.
The things Izaya did before, like nuzzle and grip Shizuo's shirt, may have been done for many factors, as for example: Shizuo wrapping his left arm around Izaya's shoulders, therefore, the position of their bodies were obliged to stay that way, adding to the fact that they were sleeping on the same couch; without mention that they were two full grown up men.
It was inevitable the touch between each other.
Yet, Shizuo was in some kind of state of "standby", just to say a suitable word for his state.
Perhaps, the word "catatonic" would be suitable as well.
His soul was leaking out from his body.
Then something grumbled loudly. Shizuo looked down and his tummy protested again. Ah, right he hadn't eaten anything. He stood from the loveseat beside the couch, and stood that way for a long time.
What was he going to do now?
He'd said that he would kill Izaya when he gets better but Izaya still wasn't fine and Shinra hadn't come home yet… Shizuo couldn't leave, could he?
Another grumble.
"I'm hungry…" he made a step and walked to the kitchen "Sorry Shinra, I gonna barge in your fridge…"
Shizuo placed the ingredients on the kitchen counter and disposed to prepare something quick. Shizuo washed, chopped and cooked the ingredients diligently; he knew what he was doing. After all he had lived who knows how long alone…
The rain hadn't stopped.
Shizuo finished cooking and served food in one plate. Shizuo stabbed a piece of food chewing it, when he felt a stare. The only person besides him was…
Shizuo looked ahead and saw Izaya with half-lidded eyes peeking from the couch, his splinted hand resting on top of the board of the couch. Izaya yawned.
"'Mornin'" Izaya greeted/mumbled to Shizuo.
Throb.
Something inside him felt warm… painful… but before his face could show what he was feeling Shizuo scowled trying to call the usual ire he felt every day.
-Howbeit, the attacks weren't done just yet.
Shizuo stared at Izaya's face; he should have torn his eyes away because what he saw afterward caused an explosion of red on his face.
Izaya with half-lidded eyes leaned to the left in slow motion. His eyelids fell as his face made contact with the fabric of the couch; Izaya was sliiiiiding until his head disappeared from view…
Suddenly!
"I'mma wake - I'm awake!" Izaya mumbled kneeling on the couch; he took a deep breath rubbing his face tiredly with one hand, he yawned while fighting to take his jacket off and Shizuo ran to the bathroom.
Izaya barely looked as a blur passed, he was finally free of his jacket.
Izaya fell head-on to the couch afterward.
Meanwhile Shizuo was looking at his reflection on the mirror in some sort of dread.
A complete red face, "what's wrong with me?"
•••••
Shizuo had washed his face like five times. Now, that he'd cooled down he went to finish his food.
As soon as he set a foot on the kitchen's area his blood ran cold.
Because it was not funny to see a sleepwalker holding a knife.
Though, Izaya wasn't a sleepwalker… but sure, he was holding a big sharp-looking knife and he was half asleep… as yet.
In four strides Shizuo got into the kitchen and snatched the knife away. The only sound emitted from Izaya was "hah?" when he looked at his hand.
Shizuo yanked Izaya by the collar, after he made him sit on the opposite side on the counter of the kitchen.
"What the hell were you doing?" Shizuo growled.
"…Cookin'…" Izaya answered yawning again.
"Why?" Shizuo asked irritated, he wanted to ask "why are you holding a knife when you are fucking asleep idiot? !" But Shizuo couldn't bring himself to ask just that.
"Hungry. Lemme do it" Izaya mumbled as a terribly sensation of heaviness struck him and yawned as loud and long as possible.
Shizuo scowled, he gritted his teeth "Forget it. Here take this." Shizuo didn't actually throw the plate, but he did pass it roughly.
Shizuo shared his food.
Izaya didn't mind. Weird. And he began to eat.
Shizuo glared at Izaya but Izaya was too occupied with the food to take notice of the deadly glares that were sent to him.
The food was delicious.
Shizuo clicked his tongue and began to make other portion of food.
It was oddly calm. Izaya was eating and Shizuo was cooking. How weird, though the end of the world hasn't come yet…
Shizuo finished and served the food. He glanced at Izaya who had devoured the plate in a few minutes. Shizuo snorted and went to eat his meal setting his plate on the counter; Shizuo was standing in front of Izaya.
-Why was he there? Not even Shizuo knew.
Shizuo chewed two pieces of food when then again… the stare.
"What?" Shizuo asked snapping his head to Izaya's face; Izaya was with those half-lidded eyes.
Is.
Izaya said "mm, nothing…"
Isn't.
"Liar"
Isn't cute.
"Um… well… yes…"
Is not cute.
"What?"
Izaya is not cute.
"You're a good cook"
…hell
•••••
"We finally made it!" Shinra shouted "Home sweet home!"
[Don't yell! It is too early!] Celty typed.
"Sorry, but you have to understand me, we finally made it to the normality our nest of love! Where there isn't blood or scalpels or guns! Don't you agree?"
[You are right. I want to take a shower so badly]
"Hehe" Shinra opened the door and a conversation flowed in.
"Stay in your side" Shizuo's voice said harshly, tough it sounded like that; it didn't actually feel threatening at all.
"…But…I want that piece…" Izaya's voice said sluggishly.
Shinra and Celty tilted their heads, well head and helmet…
-What were they doing?
"…Which-" Shizuo's voice sounded restrained "Which one?"
"That one"
Shinra and Celty heard the clattering of utensils, like forks.
"…Here…"
"Thanks"
Chewing noises.
"How can you eat so much?" Shizuo asked. Probably frowning, Shinra guessed.
"…'Cause I can…" Izaya answered and Shinra frowned at the tone of his voice and at the mannerism too, perhaps he was still a bit sick and if he recalled correctly Izaya had low blood pressure.
"Where does that food go…?"
"To my brain"
"Arrogant…"
"…More"
"What?"
"I want more food."
"Hell no, you even ate half of my food!"
"…"
"…I said no..."
"Please?"
…
There was more clattering noises and the stove was on (probably). Someone was laughing lightly Izaya (probably).
…
"Why do I feel obliged to pretend like I haven't opened that door and passed through it?" Shinra said quietly withdrawing to the door.
[I don't know but I feel the same way] Celty was doing the same.
•••••
Shizuo stared shocked.
Chew. Chew. Chew. Chew. Chew. Chew. Chew.
"…this has to be immoral or something…" Shizuo said still watching Izaya eat eagerly his food.
"Hm?" Izaya stopped eating "Why?" Izaya seemed that had finally awoken.
"You ate three plates of food."
"Two and a half" Izaya corrected finishing his plate.
"You eat like this every day?"
"Mm, it depends but yeah, pretty much." Izaya mused.
"Bottomless pit" Shizuo snickered.
"…" Izaya didn't find it funny.
Shizuo spoke good-humored "Anyway, pass me the plate"
Izaya answered "It's okay, I'll wash it"
"You can't" Shizuo said pointing to his splinted hand and snatched Izaya's empty plate. Shizuo rinsed the plates; he glanced to his side and saw Izaya staring with a frown at his own hand.
"…Where did you do that?" Shizuo was referring to his injury.
"Ah, well. I was practicing and it went wrong." Izaya answered honestly.
-Practicing?
Before Shizuo could ask about it a ring sounded.
Izaya stood walking to the couch; he picked his jacket, finding his cell phone in its pocket.
Izaya looked at the ID and scowled immediately.
"What?" was Izaya's greeting.
"Yes, I'm still mad." Izaya hissed darkly.
Izaya paced back and forth while speaking; meanwhile Shizuo finished doing the dishes.
"…I don't care. Please drop it… I am not going to be thankful for that."
-Huh?
"That wasn't a doctor, it was a psycho. You made me drink those disgusting things!"
-Le what?
"That isn't the point. I could have gone to a normal doctor on my own and what you do? You brought that Shaman! … What? He isn't hearing me, and I think he knows perfectly how and what is his profession."
-Exorcism?
"…Are you trying to bribe me? Why this doesn't surprise me? I will politely decline your offer. She isn't wearing a collar because I haven't found the right one for her… What are you doing to her?" the last part was practically growled.
Shizuo didn't know if he should be amused or wary.
"Where are you? … I'll be there in twenty minutes… Don't you dare to do that! Her fur is perfectly fine! Do something and I'll erase your scores of Devil May Cry, Halo and God of war!"
-A threat?
Izaya smirked.
"Then, I'll be there in a bit~" Izaya hung up, feeling content.
-That was low…
Shizuo felt kind of confused.
Izaya put his jacket on. He glanced at Shizuo who was behind the counter, Izaya walked over there. Shizuo stared as the smaller man standing in front of him.
Straightening a bit Izaya spoke to Shizuo "Ahem, well. I have to offer you my thanks for the food. So… thanks…"
…
Shizuo stared at him with an unreadable expression.
"Also, I would like to treat you to a meal or dinner… you know from before" Izaya hand his hands inside the pockets of his jacket.
"Ah?" Shizuo regained consciousness; he didn't know when he lost it though.
"Or would you prefer the money?" Izaya raised a brow.
"No!" Shizuo scowled "I don't want your money!"
"A dinner shall be~," Izaya made a sly smile, "Are you free tomorrow right?"
"Ah? Yes? But-," Shizuo kept frowning.
"We'll meet at six in front of Russian Sushi. Deal? Great! I'll take my leave then~" Izaya spoke hastily, without listening to Shizuo's answer, and walked to the main door, his hand was on the doorknob. But he stopped since Shizuo called him.
Izaya couldn't distinguish the noise outside.
"Where are you going?"
Izaya opened the door lightly answering "Out, to rescue my pet."
"You can't, is raining outside…" Shizuo said. What was he doing? Why was he stopping him?
Why?
"I'll take a cab," Izaya grinned and said, "Don't worry," sticking his tongue out.
Izaya stepped outside waving his splinted hand, "See you later Shizzy~cooky~chan~" and he closed the door.
Shizzy-cooky-chan – Shizzy-cooky-chan (Bis)
…
"…What did you call me? !"
•••••
Shizuo left the building grumbling under his breath, he stomped all the way until he reached the elevator. He waited and entered, still grumbling.
The corridor quieted down.
Slowly, so very slowly the rain stopped. The shadowed sky brightened with the morning sun.
Light wandered through the place.
However, in the left corner a dark shadow loomed.
A black cocoon was glued to the wall.
Inside the cocoon voices were heard.
"Why did we have to hide? … Ahh, yes… That dammed sense of moral…"
Celty retired her shadow and Shinra fell to the floor. Hard.
Is rough and painful to be a good friend…
•To Be Continued•
A/N: Muhahaha! The plot is finally evolving! I'm gonna get into level five! (lol) -inner joke- I want to yell "yeaaaaahhhhh!" :O Shizuo and Izaya's relationship is growing… for good C: … I guess (lol)
=o Tsugaru and Macha are plotting together! If you took notice there's something very intriguing in their "Conversation" isn't it? C:
Shizuo is so kind and indulgent (lol)
(L.B.P.- lol) To have low blood pressure means to be bad at getting up in the morning.
Okay, now, I am going to say THANK YOU! Thank you very much reviewers! For you, I work hard! ;)
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