Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara.

Beside Maths there was only one subject Shizuo did not like with all his heart: English. He hated everything about – its grammar, its words, but the worst was its pronunciation. Every time the teacher asked him to read something out loud, he was always being laughed at. He had never felt more ashamed than during the classes – not even when he was called a monster. So, he tried to avoid those classes as much as he could. He was sitting on the roof of the school, looking to the sky. The clouds moved slowly and feeling the breeze was comfortable. Shizuo was on the edge of falling asleep when he heard that annoying voice which made his blood boil.

"Ara, what is Shizu-chan doing up here?" Shizuo looked up, seeing Izaya's eyes only a few inches away from his. The boy was crouching beside him and leaned into his personal space. He cocked his head when Shizuo turned to his side.

"I am trying to sleep, flea. Leave me alone!" Shizuo squeezed his eyes, trying to block the picture of the fleas' ruby eyes out of his brain.

"Ah, I totally forgot! Today is Wednesday and it is third period. Which means-" But Izaya could not finish because Shizuo attacked him surprisingly fast. Izaya jumped out of the way, then looked at the other with a huge grin. "Shizu-chan was so depressed that I had to bring him back to life!" He giggled and was totally full of himself.

"I was not depressed, just wanted to avoid every irritating thing – which involves you as well!" Shizuo was shaking with anger and annoyance. Could this day be any more fucked up?! "Why aren't you in class anyway?"

Izaya leaned his back to the fence, enlacing his arms behind his head. Shizuo felt shivers running down on his spine. How could somebody be that obnoxious?

"Just so you know, my grades are perfect and English is one of my top subjects. So, I can let myself to skip a class once in awhile." He looked down to Shizuo and might saw something on his face, because a little smirk appeared on his face. "Does Shizu-chan want me to help him?"

Izaya behaved as if he owned his room. He was sitting on his bed, cross-legged and studied his room. He touched his chin with one of his fingers. Shizuo suspected that the other boy predicted that he would see something totally different. Shizuo was sitting in front of his bed beside his coffee table with his book in his hand.

"Enough of the room tour!" He snapped at Izaya. "Will you help me or not?" Izaya turned towards him with a pout. Shizuo a hundred percent saw that he ruined his fun, but he fucking did not care! Izaya pointed at the first sentence on the page and asked him to read it out loud. Barely a word left Shizuo's mouth, Izaya burst out laughing. He laughed so hard that he fell back onto his back.

"S-shizu-chan, yo-you arhe too fu-funny!" Izaya rolled to his side curling into a ball while could not stop laughing. Shizuo hang his head down in shame. As soon as Izaya realized that, he stopped laughing immediately. "Maybe we should start with something easier." Izaya turned the page and started to read.

Shizuos' eyes widened. The words came out of Izaya's mouth with such grace as if he was a native speaker. His voice was like silk and Shizuo leant closer to hear him better. When Izaya looked up, their noses met. The raven blushed, turning his head away. It was only reading. He did not know why it had so much influence on Shizu-chan – but the awe in his eyes made his young heart flutter with happiness.

"Izaya?" Izaya looked at Shizuo. Shizuo's face was just as red as his own. The blond looked aside, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment. "Would you be so kind and continue reading?"

Both of them knew that they would have a big test next week and that the test was the bigger part of their English mark for that semester. But as Izaya was looking into Shizuo's eyes, he did not want anything else than make him happy and for Shizuo the opportunity of hearing Izaya's voice as he was reading was the straight way towards contentment.