A hospital trip
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Every inch of his body hurt, he wanted nothing more than to fall back into that darkness, where he couldn't feel a thing. Instead there was something next to him rustling, humming annoyingly. Forcing his exhausted body to work, Shizuo cracked his eyes open, staring up at the plain white ceiling, wondering what had happened.
He remembered walking to his next class, he remembered reading his stalker's next note. Ah, that was right. He had been pushed from the third floor, he had hit the ground floor, without stopping, feeling the impact. There was that rustling again. Keeping his head still, he let his eyes slide to the right, widening them in shock.
Izaya was sitting on the chair next to the bed he was currently laying in, holding his bag. Shit, he was holding the stalker's notes he had stuffed in there. Dropping the bag, those crimson eyes lifted, meeting his gaze. "Finally awake? Shizu-chan." That look scared him, that look was dangerous, but he couldn't look away. He was frozen.
"Ne, why didn't you tell me about these?" He said nothing, reading over the red handwriting. Glancing away, he let his eyes roam the room he was in. Next to him was a machine, letting him know he was in hospital. Letting his gaze drop, to his chest he could see the light green material underneath the white cover. Great, he was in a hospital gown.
His arms were lying by his side, on top of the covers. "Yes, you're in hospital Protozoan." Seeing no one else in the room, he turned back to the flea. "How long ago did you get these?" This time the notes were thrust into his face. "...N-none of your business." Turning his head away, he winced at the pain going through his head. "Of course it is, you're mine. Now, how long?"
"Just after you arrived. Happy?" He didn't get a reply, those crimson eyes taking on a faraway look. As if he could do anything anyway. Closing his eyes, he let his tired body rest. He thought he could feel a hand in his hair, but he knew the flea could never be that gentle. Even so it "feels nice."
The next time he opened his eyes, Izaya was still sitting next to him. Though now there were other voices in the room. "Nii-san! You're awake." He knew that voice. Keeping his eyes open, he saw his younger brother, hurry up to the bed. "Are you okay?" Kasuka threw his arms around him when he nodded, the blond bringing up his arm to pat him on the back, returning the hug. "I'm fine."
The other voice in the room had been his father. Those gently eyes, watching him with concern. "Are you okay? Son." Letting go of Kasuka, Shizuo attempted to sit up, gritting his teeth. "I feel a bit sore. When can I go home?" He had always hated hospitals, he had spent enough time in one as a kid. Once his bones had gotten strong enough, he had thought he was past it. "Izaya called me at work. Said you'd been in an accident."
He could feel the flea's sharp eyes on him, accusingly. They both knew it was no accident and that there would be more chances in the future that he could get hurt, until he found out who it was that had a death wish. Sure he had enemies, a few wanted to put him in hospital, but a crazed admirer. The thought had never crossed his mind, one of the things he thought would never happen to him.
"The doctor has already been to see you. You hit your head, they were worried you might have concussion and you've broken your leg. You got off lightly." Shizuo said nothing nodding his head, he was doing it again, he probably wouldn't be going to school for a while. So much for his family's new happy life. "You'll have to take time of school. Luckily it's only one leg, you should be using crutches in no time." He nodded, laying back against the pillows.
A knock at the door drew his attention, making the other three occupants look up. He caught all three expressions. His brother remained blank, Izaya was smirking and his father, had a look of pure anger. There at the door was his lover, holding a small bunch of flowers and a small box of his favourite sweets. "I've come to see how Shizuo is doing." He could feel his heart skip a beat, he had come to visit him.
"What kind of school are you running? Do you know what could have happened to my son?" Tom kept his expression the same, bowing slightly to the man in front of him. "I came to apologize as well, Heiwajima-san on behalf of the school. I regard my student's safety as a number one priority, I'm already looking into how this happened."
His father seemed to calm at that, letting his principal into the room. Tom stood by him, unable to get any closer, since the flea was sitting there. "These are for you." Gratefully he took the flowers, noticing the small white card and the chocolates. "Thanks Tom-sensei." Laying them to his side, he prepared himself his lover's questions. "I've heard from a few of the students. Do you remember what happened?"
His gaze went to his father. "Me and my friends were having lunch on the roof. When the bell rang, I made my way to my next lesson. The staircase was a bit crowded and then I fell." He was missing out a few crucial details. Counting Izaya as a friend was a lie, him falling was another lie. "Thank you. Take as much time off school that you need." And then with a formal goodbye, he was gone.
"I need to pick up some things from home, do you need anything?" he shook his head. "I'll see you tomorrow. Izaya are you staying?" The flea nodded, making the older man smile. "Thank you." He watched his father leave, leaving Kasuka and Izaya. "I'll put the flowers in some water." As quickly as he could, without being seen, he took the card from the flowers, hiding it under the covers. Opening the box of chocolates, he popped one in his mouth, before offering to Kasuka, who took one.
Shizuo sighed, offering Izaya one, seeming as he did call his dad and he had remained at his side. "Aw, for me? I don't like sweets. Kasuka-kun, shouldn't you be going? Your play is tonight." How long had he been out? "I'll see you soon, nii-san." He nodded feeling bad, that he would miss the performance his brother had worked so hard for. "Good luck." The teen beside him grinned. "Yeah, break a leg."
"Which just leaves us, Shizu-chan." Great. "What did Tom-san have to say? I saw you hide the card." Choosing another chocolate, the blond turned away, ignoring him completely, it was none of his business. "I'll just have to get it myself then." There was that damn smirk again, a crafty hand, making its way underneath the covers. "Hey! Where are you touching?" Still he couldn't escape the moan that left his lips, when the flea touched him.
Shizuo could feel his face heat up in embarrassment, his arms useless, his body quickly turning to jelly. "Let go." A shiver ran through him, sending his blood south, a hot breath on his neck. "Your body is a lot more honest, I think I'll listen to that instead." Fuck, why did the damn flea have to make him a mess, he wasn't using his knife this time either. He wanted this. "At least close the door."
Shit, why had he said that? He had chosen already, he had chosen Tom. "Don't you think this is more fun? Anyone could walk in right now and see your face flushed in pleasure. Why don't you admit you want me? Ne, Shizu-chan." Shaking his head, trying to deny the pleasure he was feeling. "Who do you think would see you like this? The doctor? Kasuka? Or maybe your dad?" Underneath the heat, he could feel his flood run cold. Though it didn't stop him bucking into that teasing hand, demanding more friction. He almost missed the knock on the door, as he threw his head back, toes curling.
The loud squeal that rang through the room, that caught his attention. "I saw that, what are you two doing? Alone in a hospital room." She was quickly silenced by Kadota, who had a red face, knowing what they had been doing. His breathing was uneven, the shameless bastard next to him didn't help, removing his hand, from the covers, so everyone could see the white fluid covering them. Looked him in the eye, licking his damn fingers. The act only making him harder.
Breaking their locked gazes, he found his friends staring at him open mouthed. Cursing inwardly to himself, he wished the ground would hurry up and swallow him. It was Shinra who broke the silence. "Is this a bad time?" His face was redder than normal, refusing to meet his eyes, the same as Kadota. "No, its fine. We were finishing up anyway. Right? Shizu-chan." Kill. He was going to kill him for this.
"Are you two together then?" Trust Shinra to ask the awkward question. "Yes, he's just shy." Like hell they were together. "Wow, I didn't see that coming." Erika raised her hand, waving it around. "I did, I knew as soon as I met Iza-Iza, they would be together." Shoot him, now. This was humiliating. "Well, if you need any protection, let me know. I can take some from our medical supplies." This couldn't get any worse.
When his friends had finally had enough of embarrassing him and left, the flea had decided he couldn't wait any longer for the bathroom, leaving him alone. Checking the coast was clear and that he would have no more surprise visitors, Shizuo pulled the card out, flipping it open. I hope you get better soon, love Tom. Written below the words, was his lover's address and phone number. Clutching the card to his chest, he rolled over, minding his leg. Everything was messed up, becoming so complicated, he didn't know which way to turn. "What do I want?"
A man in a white coat came in followed by a nurse, he watched as his doctor picked up the clipboard, reading through it. By that time Izaya was back, sitting next to him. "Visiting hours finished ten minutes ago. You'll have to leave." His future step brother, stayed where he was, just staring at the doctor.
"Of course, I could make an exception." The man broke the gaze, looking scared? "Well then, this young man can stay with you. I'll be back to examine you later. If you need anything, the button is there. That's the phone, you're free to make any calls." Then he was gone, walking quickly from the room, the nurse on his heels. "Shift over, Shizu-chan. I need somewhere to sleep." Not that he had a choice in the matter. Izaya was already climbing in beside him. "Goodnight, Shizu-chan." He said nothing in reply, not moving an inch as he was kissed on the lips.
Shizuo woke up in the middle of the night, glancing behind him to see Izaya sleeping next to him, arms wrapped around his waist. It was uncomfortable in the tiny hospital bed. The flea a lot closer than necessary. "Oi, flea." No answer, not even when he nudged him. The nuisance was asleep. Shifting his position, he found himself staring up into the darkness at the ceiling.
There was no clock in the room, so he couldn't tell the time. Then again the ticking would probably piss him off. The teen next to him slept soundly, clinging to him, refusing to let go. His mind drifted back to the card, still clutched safely in his hand. Reaching up, he pulled the phone from its cradle, dialling the number in. Maybe it was too late, maybe he was asleep, maybe – Hello? Tom Tanaka speaking.
The phone creaked in his grip, the plastic threatening to crack. "...Tom." Shit, he was messing this up already. Shizuo. Why are you still awake? You should be resting. The blond smiled through the dark. "I couldn't sleep. Sorry about before with my dad." No, its okay. You're lucky he cares so much about you.
"Before the accident, I was going to come and find you after school." Shizuo, tell me later, when we're face to face. He carried on anyway, before he changed his mind. "I was going to say yes." His smile dropped at the silence on the other end. Don't force yourself. We'll talk again, once you're better. I love you. He opened his mouth, trying to force the words out. A rustle sounded down the phone as Tom sighed. Good night, Shizuo. He couldn't say anything. "Goodnight, Tom." Hanging up the phone, he lay back against the sheets, feeling slim arms tighten their grip.
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