Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara.
"We are going on a school trip~ We are going on a school trip~" Shinra chanted happily, sitting beside Izaya on the train towards Hasetsu. The city had lots of hot springs and their teachers organized their usual school trip to there.
"Shinra, if you do not shut up in a minute, I will throw you out from the train through the window," Shizuo warned from behind, but Shinra did not give him a thing.
"How was your departure from your family, Izaya? Everything went well?" Shizuo saw as Izaya's hand slid into his pocket. He considered that he would break it in the next minute if he would try and harm Shinra, but he only pulled out a chewing gum.
"It was easier than I had excepted," Izaya answered with his usual tone when it came to his family. Shizuo had a feeling that there was something wrong around them, but he had never asked neither Shinra, nor the flea himself. Not that, they spoke a lot about anything.
Shizuo leant his head to the window and fell asleep only a few seconds later.
As Izaya was watching the awe on Shinra's face because of a ninja house, he almost laughed out loud. The other was just like a little kid in a candy store. His eyes turned towards his enemy. Shizu-chan studied the building skeptically. Shinra grabbed him by the hand – just like he did with Shizu-chan – and turned towards Dotachin.
"Would you be so kind and make a photo about us, Kyohei-kun?" He asked the fourth boy being there with them. Kyohei only sighed, then nodded a little.
While Shinra was slopping over the photo and how happy his beloved would be because of it, Izaya looked around for Shizu-chan. He spotted out the tall blond walking towards the beach. The beach was not as beautiful there as at other places in Japan, but the sound of seagulls made up for it. Shizu-chan was knelt in front of the water, his hand searching something in the sand.
"What is Shizu-chan doing?" Izaya asked, but did not get an answer. Shizuo was too deep in concentration. Izaya frowned and splashed him down with the salty water.
"HEY!" Shizuo yelled, trying not to swallow all of the water. He was pissed, so he stood up, but got another amount of water.
"What is wrong, Shizu-chan? Are you afraid of some water?" Izaya asked, his hands on his hips. He leaned forward but got so much water on his face that he fell back to his butt. Shizuo was standing above him, with a grin on his face. "Now you are dead, Heiwajima!" Izaya roared, jumping at the other teen.
Both of them was soaking wet, so their teacher said that they must change their clothes after soaking in the hot spring to warm up. In the spring, there was a little mist – for which Izaya was thankful for. Shizuo had seen his body during their changes for PE lessons but not completely naked and Izaya did not want him to do so. He did not really like his own body. It was slim and too small for his liking. Deep in his heart, he wanted to be just like Shizu-chan.
"Won't you come in, Flea?" Shizuo asked, already sitting in the spring. Izaya slid into it, trying to sit as far from the other teen as possible. Shizuo turned his gaze towards the sky, sighing contently. "This is beautiful, isn't it?" He asked – maybe only from himself – but Izaya answered.
"Yes, it is." Shizuo sent a look towards him from the corner of his eye. Izaya was sitting with his legs pulled to his chest, gazing up to the sky. His two slim shoulders were out from the water. In Shizuo's opinion, his skin was too pale. "What?"
"Nothin'" he replied, looking back to the stars.
After a delicious dinner and a ridiculous ping-pong match between Shinra and Izaya, the boys of their class were laying in their shared room. Izaya and Shizuo were lying back to back, neither of them sleeping. Shizuo wondered about Izaya's shape and Izaya's attention was on two other little human beings.
"Are you okay?" Izaya raised his eyebrows, turning his head towards Shizuo. The other still lay with his back towards Izaya. "You do not look like your usual self lately."
"Awe, Shizu-chan's worried about me! How cute!" Izaya cooed, but could not fool Shizuo. After three years of chasing, the blond knew every reaction of the raven's body. The too tense shoulders meant that he touched a special spot.
"Look, I will not ask what your problem is," he started, running his fingers trough his hair, "but you have to know that there are people you can lean on. Like Shinra, Kadota, some of our teachers, me-" When the last word slipped through his lips, he turned to Izaya to protest, but the tears in the others' eyes stopped him.
"What are you looking at?" He asked angrily, wiping away his tears. Shizuo almost smiled. So, Izaya had a weak side too.
He only pulled Izaya to his chest and placed little kisses all over his hair. He knew that he would regret that in the morning.
"Nothing, Izaya-kun. I did not see a thing."