A confusing situation

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The flea again? Whatever sick game he was playing, he wouldn't be a part of it. Ripping the note up and throwing it away, he lay back on his bed, thinking about his situation with Tom. It wasn't fair on him, to keep acting the way he was. Maybe he should be a little more honest and tell him the truth.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door, Izaya breezing in like the room was his. "Shizu-chan, are you laying like that waiting for me?" The door closed, leaving them together in a room that seemed to grow smaller. "Don't be stupid. Why are you in here? Flea." His new future brother grinned removing his clothes, all the time those crimson eyes were on him. "Its my room too, Shizu-chan. In case you forgot that."

As soon as he saw Izaya move closer, he rolled from the bed, quickly moving to the door. "Stop screwing around." Opening the door, he escaped down the stairs, the flea's laughter following him. Shizuo bumped into Kasuka as he was leaving the kitchen, his younger brother staring at him blankly. "Nii-san. Dinner is ready." Nodding his head, he took his place at the table. Trying to get the image of Izaya's body out of his head.

"Shizuo-san." Mairu and Kururi were clinging to Kasuka as his brother took his own seat, once again leaving the seat next to him free. He grimaced as the seat was occupied by a happy looking Izaya. Damn it. What did he have to do to get away from him? Warm fingers wrapped around his own, making him pull his hand away, resting both of them on the table. "How was school?"

Izaya's mother was kind and gentle, smiling at him, while she put their plates in front of them. "It was okay, the same as usual." It was odd how easy it was to talk to her. For once he would have a real mother, one that cared about him. "Izaya, how was your first day?" He tried not to jolt at the hand on his thigh, slim fingers lazily trailing up and down. "Interesting."

Shizuo said nothing to that, picking up his knife and fork and quickly eating, trying to ignore the fact that the flea was getting pretty damn close to a certain area, he could already feel his face heating up. "Kyouko and I have found a few houses, that we like, over the next week we'll choose which one we prefer." Soon he would have his own room, he would be away from the damn nuisance currently sitting next to him.

"I'm done, thank you for the food." He stood quickly away from that wondering hand. "Kasuka, did you need help with your homework?" It wasn't safe to go back to his own room. His younger brother nodded. "Thanks nii-san. I'm finished too." Leaving their plates where they were, he followed Kasuka up to his bedroom. "Orihara-san again?" Nodding his head, he found somewhere to sit, making sure not to step on the two futons next to the bed.

"What do you need help with?" His brother gave him a small smile, though his eyes remained expressionless. "I've already done everything. You can stay here, to get away from him." Was he that easy to see through? "Thanks Kasuka." Laying down, he closed his eyes, head resting on Kasuka's pillow.

He woke up to the sound of his new future sisters running into the room. Remembering he was in Kasuka's room, he sat up giving him a questioning glance. "How long was I out?" It looked like Mairu and Kururi were getting ready for bed. "A few hours. You'll have to go back to your own room now." Running a hand through his hair he nodded. "Thanks Kasuka."

Before he ran his bath, he checked to see if Izaya was in the bathroom, hiding somewhere, once he was sure it was clear, Shizuo put the plug in and turned the taps on, waiting for it to fill up. Tomorrow morning he would go and see Tom, that was when he would decide where there relationship would go next.

After making sure the door was locked, the blond removed his clothes, sliding into the water. He didn't know whether he loved Tom or not, he only knew he couldn't say those three words that seemed to be so important to the man. Then again what did he feel about the damn flea? he was demanding, forceful, annoying and liked masquerading as his stalker. There wasn't a single good thing about him. So why was he feeling so damned confused? Why had Izaya managed to crawl into his head and become near impossible to remove?

He had to climb out, when he felt the water becoming cold, he knew he had stayed in the bath too long when he looked at the wrinkled tips of his fingers. Pulling himself from the tub, he pulled the chain, removing the plug to let the water drain. Crap, he hadn't brought any clothes in with him. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he stepped from the bathroom, pleading to whoever that the flea wouldn't be in his room.

No such luck, the black haired nuisance was rummaging through his things. Ignoring him, he stepped over to his wardrobe, pulling out his pyjamas and boxers. "Ne, Shizu-chan are you trying to tempt me?" He felt some thing stir, seeing those crimson eyes roam up and down his body. "Stay the hell away from me, flea." He quickly left the room, locking the bathroom door and getting dressed in record time.

When he went back, the flea was still doing the same thing, ignoring him he climbed into bed, rolling so he was facing the wall. Even with the annoyance in the room, he found himself falling asleep quickly, falling head first into his nightmares, well no, they were memories, ones he wished he could forget.

A young Shizuo got out of bed, attempting to open the door. It was locked, but he didn't have a lock on his door. He used a little of his strength, trying to force it open. "Dad? Kasuka?" He didn't call for his mother's help, he had learned not to. "Shut up, stay in there you monster." It was her voice. He knew then she had blocked the door.

His dad and Kasuka had gone out, leaving the two of them alone. It was the day he had enough, the day he had attempted to tell his father and brother. Turning around, he looked at his bedroom window, next to it was a tree, he knew he could climb.

Pulling himself up onto the ledge, the window opened easily with his strength, the wind blew past him, as he climbed onto the outside ledge, reaching for the tree branch, he managed to grab it, shuffling along. He almost made it, his food slipping and then he was falling backwards, He flailed trying to catch hold of something, before he hit the ground, hearing his shoulder crack.

His mother had found him two minutes before his father and brother returned, no doubt unblocking the door and realising he wasn't there. He had been the one in trouble, for climbing where he shouldn't and making his mother worry. He couldn't say anything as his mother clung to his father sobbing.

The dream quickly shifted he was his present age, in Tom's office. He could feel his body heating up, a hand sliding from his abdomen, past the waist band of his pants. He was sitting at Tom's desk, in his lap, letting those fingers work their magic, they curled around his growing length, freeing it from its confines, the feeling getting stronger.

Shizuo blinked, finding himself looking into the darkness of his room. Usually he didn't have dreams like that. It was then he realised someone was pressed against his back, arms around his waist, one hand around his cock. He jolted in surprise, alerting the one behind him that he was now awake. "Shh! Stay still, Shizu-chan." The damn flea, well who else would it be.

"What the hell are you doing?" He reached down to break that hand, again feeling a cold blade at his throat. His blood ran cold, unlike the rest of his body. Izaya's fingers trailed along his quickly growing member, his hand fisting around it, giving him pleasure he didn't want. The blond bit his lip to stop the moan threatening to break free.

He lay there, feeling something digging into his ass, the damn flea was spooning him, skilled hands bringing him to the edge, as he stroked him. "Don't hold back. Come for me, Shizu-chan." And just like that he did. He was turned on by the fucking flea. He closed his eyes in disgust, knowing Izaya had made him cum. "Good boy." He wasn't some damn dog. When they reach school tomorrow, he was going to rip him a new one.

Fingers carded through his hair, he was left wondering why such an ass hole had such a gentle touch. The blade from his throat vanished, Izaya climbing off of the bed. He closed his eyes, cursing himself and everyone around him. It wasn't long before the door creaked open, making him freeze. A cold wetness hit his stomach, from what he guessed was a wash cloth, he could hear Izaya humming as he cleaned him, teasingly washing his flaccid cock.

Smacking the offending hand away, he tucked it back into his boxers, turning over and closing his eyes. Not only did he have to watch out for the flea's antics in the day time, he now had to worry about being molested in his sleep. "Aw, you don't want to go any further?" Just this once. It couldn't be helped. Reaching out he grabbed the flea, lifting him up with ease. He only heard quiet laughter through the darkness.

Opening the door to his wardrobe, he shoved him in, closing the doors. He then picked the whole thing up and turned it so the doors faced the wall and could barely be opened. "Wait, Shizu-chan!" Smiling to himself, he crawled back into bed, knowing he would be safe for the rest of the night.

So why when he woke up the next morning, he found himself in Izaya's arms, the damn annoyance nuzzling his neck? "Flea?" Crimson eyes gleamed. "Yes, Shizu-chan?" The blond pushed him away, not liking where those hands were going. "I trapped you in the wardrobe." That smirk scared him. "I know, that wasn't very nice of you." He shook his head as if he was scolding him. "How did you get out?" He backed away as Izaya attempted to kiss him. "You don't need to know. I'm showering first." He watched in confusion as his new future brother practically danced from the room.

This time they were all on time for school, Shizuo separating from the group and making his way to Tom's office. "You know, students don't usually look so happy when going to the principal's office." He hadn't even noticed the flea following him. "What do you want flea?" Izaya only smiled at him, one that filled him with dread. "You forgot something." He blinked in confusion, as his collar was pulled down.

Too late he realised what the flea meant to do. Sharp teeth broke the skin as they nibbed at sucked at the junction between his neck and his shoulder. He released just as quickly, growling as he saw everyone staring at him. "Have fun, Shizu-chan." Izaya made his way through the crowd, hands behind his back. He had given him a damn hickey. Pulling his shirt collar back up, he felt his mood drop.

Izaya was becoming a major problem. Even so, he had agreed to see Tom, knocking twice on the door. "Come in." He did as he was told, locking the door behind him. As usual the curtains were drawn. "Good morning, Shizuo." He smiled as Tom got up, putting his arms around him, their lips touching briefly. Already Tom was working on his clothes, making him panic in case he saw the mark. "Wait, Tom-sensei. I think I'm coming down with a cold. Do you mind if we do this with our clothes on?" It was quick thinking even for him.

"Nothing serious, I hope." Shizuo shrugged in reply, working on his pants. He pushed Tom onto the floor, straddling the man's hips and working at his belt. He was pulled into a kiss, which he would usually enjoy, but this time he was reminded of the flea's lips against his, already comparing how different they were. And when his cock was grabbed, he thought of slimmer fingers, curling around him. Shit. That was probably bad.

But he still had this, he still had the feel of Tom's cock filling him, nothing could could change that and it was only Tom, who he had taken into his mouth. He could still do those, maybe somewhere along the line, he would forget Izaya's touches, the ones that made him burn for more. "Shizuo? Everything okay?" He felt guilty, when a hand was placed on his forehead. "Maybe we shouldn't do it today."

Sighing in resignation, the blond stood, pulling his pants up. "Sorry, Tom sensei." Larger fingers ruffled his hair, he thought back to the flea's fingers, the way they threaded through his dyed blond locks. "No, don't worry about it, your health comes first. Do you remember what happened yesterday?" Shizuo nodded, hoping he wasn't going to try and get him to open up again.

"If you can't trust me with words, do you think you could trust me in sex?" Didn't he already? "I want you to come to my house, Shizuo. So we can take this to the next level." He opened his mouth, closing it again. "I want you to think about it, before you give me your answer. Come and see me again, when you're ready." Shizuo nodded dumbly, accepting the kiss. He turned away, leaving the room, earlier than either of them had planned.

Going to Tom's house? They had never discussed that before. How would he explain it to his dad? The blond trudged to his locker, putting in his combination. The door opened, allowing him to grab his books. His hand stopped as he saw the same envelope with the same red writing. You are mine. Knowing it was one of the flea's tricks, he picked it up, taking out the two photos inside. The first showed him in Tom's office in a compromising situation. The second showed him on the roof, kissing Izaya.

His entire being froze, gaze locked onto that one photo. His mind running like a hamster in a cage. If Izaya was his stalker, then why was there a photo of the two of them together? What the hell did that mean? Already he could feel his temper rise, why was everything so damn confusing? Shoving the photos in his pocket, he ripped his locker from the wall hurling it down the corridor. It wasn't surprising that several doors opened to see what the noise was. "Heiwajima go-" Yeah yeah, he already knew, turning back the way he came, he walked back to the principal's office.

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