A debt paid

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"Sorry what was that?" The damn flea smirked, knowing he had gotten his way. "You heard me." He moved to go to class, but was blocked. "No, I heard the bell. What did you say? Shizu-chan." Gritting his teeth, he glared down at the bastard. "I said deal. You damn – mmph!" His lips were taken in a kiss, hands holding onto his shirt collar, yanking him forward. Pushing Izaya away from him, he wiped a hand across his mouth in disgust. "See you later, Shizu-chan."

He was left on the roof, the door swinging shut behind the flea. What the hell had he just agreed to? Shit. Now what did he do? Looking down at the school playground, his fingers gripped onto the mesh, tightening his grip. There was a series of popping noises, as the entire thing came up. Shizuo threw it across the roof, trying to calm his growing rage, when that didn't work he settled for punching the brick wall.

He was late for class, his teacher kept quiet sensing his temper. Izaya was sitting at the desk behind him, but he didn't look up or tease him. Why would he? He was getting what he wanted. Taking a seat at his desk, he rested his head on his hand, looking out of the window. He didn't want the flea knowing that he was getting to him.

Shizuo opened his locker, seeing yet another note. One to go. Slamming his locker, he handed it to Izaya, who had once again followed him. "Looks like they're after you next." The look the flea gave him was terrifying. He was enjoying it. Turning away, he made his way across the playground, meeting Kasuka at the gate. His younger brother waved. "Nii-san. What happened to your leg?" Ah. "It was already healed, I didn't need the cast any more."

"Dad will want you to go to the doctors to get it checked." Yes, he knew that. He should have really thought it through, but it was too late now. He could already see his dad's car, parked outside. "Shizuo, where are your crutches?" Opening the car door, he climbed in. "My leg is better now. You know how quickly I heal." It wasn't a satisfying answer. "Kasuka, Izaya. Can you walk home? I have to take, Shizuo to the hospital." Damn it. Still at least he was away from the flea.

Every one had already eaten, when they returned home. It had been a long wait, so it was already dark outside. After his full bill of health and his shocked doctor, he was allowed home. Everyone else had gone to bed, all the lights off. They found their dinner's on the kitchen side, covered in cellophane. His father put them in the microwave, handing him his when it was done. "You should have waited." It was the same lecture he had received in the car. "Yeah, I know."

The blond felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, a sense of dread filling him. One new message from an unknown number. Shizuo, You probably saw what happened at school today. Don't worry, they let me go. I'm at home now and should be back at school on Monday. See you next week. Love Tom x. His eyes widened as he read each word, a mixture of happiness and sadness swirling within his chest. The flea had actually done it. He had done it exactly how he said he was and that meant he had no choice but to go through with his end.

"Hey dad, I'm going to sleep on the sofa. I don't want to wake Izaya up." His father smiled. "Its fine, I'm happy you're accepting the new changes so easily. I thought it would be hard on you." Shaking his head, he finished his dinner, trying to stop the bile that threatened to rise. "I'll get the blankets." At least that was one problem out of the way. Putting his empty plate in the sink, he went into the living room laying down on the sofa. What the hell had he done?

A bundle fell on his lap, making him jump. It was only his father with the blankets. Throwing them over himself and the back of the sofa, he settled down. "Good night, Shizuo." Forcing a smile, he nodded. "Goodnight, dad." The light was turned off, sending him into darkness and for once he could sleep on his own, without worrying when the flea would molest him. It occurred to him that he was still thinking about it, even while he was on his own.

The next morning he was allowed to sleep in, since it was Saturday, it meant no school. Still, he was awoken to the sound of voices. Turning over he opened his eyes to see the twins staring at him. "Good morning, Shizuo-san." Running hand through his hair, he kicked the blankets off him. "Yeah, morning." The sofa wasn't very comfortable, it didn't help with the nightmares he had. "Girls, I told you not to wake, Shizuo up." Kyouko stood in the doorway scolding them.

"Its fine. Morning Kyouko-san." Stretching his arms, he saw that he was still wearing his school uniform. He could have breakfast first and then shower. His father and Kasuka were already in the kitchen, along with Izaya. "So what are you boys planning on doing today?" Sitting at the table he reached for the cereal. "Me and Shizu-chan are going around Shinra's today, we'll be staying there the night." The box nearly slipped from his grip. Since when was that decided. "We're supposed to be there in a few hours." He didn't want to look up. "You should get ready then." He had just lost his appetite.

He took his time showering and getting changed, throwing on a pair of jeans and a shirt. Flipping open his phone, he scrolled through his messages, nothing about going to Shinra's house. There was one from Tom, saying good morning. After the text last night, he had added his lover's name to his contact list. "Shizu-chan. Shinra's waiting." The annoyance yelled it up the stairs, so everyone heard.

Slipping on his trainers, he followed Izaya out of the door and down the path. He seemed in an unusually good mood, it was when they went in a completely different direction, that he spoke up. "This isn't the way to Shinra's house." Izaya looked back at him and smirked. "I know that protozoan. We aren't going to Shinra's." Then where were they going?

His stomach dropped as he looked up at the large building. "Come on, Shizu-chan." He had no choice but to follow the flea up the stairs and into the hotel. He stood awkwardly by the doors, wondering if he could out run Izaya. Maybe if he was distracted, glancing over he could see the nuisance speaking to the receptionist. The doors slid open as another couple entered. He could still run. Go to Tom and tell him everything.

Izaya was still talking to the receptionist. Shizuo turned slowly, putting one food forward, the doors slid open. A hand gripped his arm tightly. "I made the reservation before hand. Come on, Shizu-chan." The blond felt his stomach drop. His gaze fell to door and he knew that Izaya saw it. "Are you going back on our deal? Information lost, can be found just as easily." It was a threat, spoken quietly underneath that damn smirk.

Left with no choice, he followed the flea into the lift, feeling sick as he saw the card key in Izaya's hand. They were really doing it. He had really made that stupid agreement and now he was paying the price. His phone vibrated in his pocket, another message from Tom. Are you allergic to anything? Yeah, Izaya. "Hm? You have his number again." Typing a quick no, he closed the phone. "Shut up."

The fourth floor. That was where Izaya had booked them, right at the top by the window. He only felt worse, every step he made it down the long corridor. The flea, held the card up, the door opening, leaving him trapped. The room was small and neat, there was a bathroom, with a toilet and bath. A cabinet, with a kettle on some disposable packets. A small television and a large bed.

Shizuo stood like an idiot by the door, still hoping there was some way to escape. "Shizu-chan, don't just stand there. Strip." He wanted to tell the flea to go to hell, but he had a feeling that's where he was from. If Izaya wasn't his stalker, he was changing the game so it suited him. Every move that had been made, somehow seemed to benefit Izaya.

"Shizu-chan, we don't have all day." That's true, it was one time, he would be out of there soon and hopefully he could forget it. Still he took as long as he could, removing his trainers , slowly unbuttoning his shirt. He hesitated when it came to taking his jeans off. He could feel the heat flood his cheeks glancing up to see those crimson eyes watching his every movement. He was down to his boxers. "Close enough, get over here."

He was stronger than Izaya, sure he would get a few cuts, but he could take him. But this wasn't a fight. It was a result of the choice he had made. His arm was grabbed as he made it to the bed, Izaya yanking him down. "Aw, you're acting like a virgin." Shit, how could he ever come to like the flea? "Shut up and get this over with." He didn't like that smirk.

Izaya had already shrugged off his jacket, along with his top, leaving his black jeans on. He knew this wasn't going to go slowly, when Izaya's first move was a damn kiss. He kept his mouth firmly closed, denying access. "So boring, protozoan. I suppose I could use an aphrodisiac, but where's the fun it that. I want you to feel everything."

He knew from the first touch it was going to be dragged out. Izaya was taking his sweet time. After this he probably wouldn't be able to look at Tom again. He didn't move as the flea palmed his arousal. Its okay he could do it. Just one time, he could keep his feelings for Tom and keep his feelings for Izaya hidden. Once wasn't going to change anything.

Shizuo remembered when he had first lost his virginity to Tom, his lover had wanted to take things slow, yet he went straight ahead, throwing them into a dangerous situation. He had reached his point because of all the choices he had made, at some point he agreed with his mother, he was a monster. "Shizu-chan, pay attention." Shaking his head, he glared up at his current problem. "Why? Hurry up and get this over with."

His boxers were taken off, leaving him completely naked. He didn't move as his nipple was tweaked, Izaya hovering over him, a gleam in his eye. Shut it out, he didn't want to feel anything. His head tuned fuzzy the instant the flea touched his cock. It may have been because of all the touches, but his body recognized it and craved it. Maybe this was another move, the nuisance had planned.

Even so, his body responded, trying to move into the touch. Three fingers were shoved in front of his face. "Suck, Shizu-chan." The blond shook his head. "Suit yourself." The first one pushed inside him and it hurt. The second followed along with the third. He didn't mind the pain, it was his punishment for making such stupid choices.

His body jolted as something inside him was brushed, he should be used to it now. "Ah, there we go." Izaya repeatedly pressed against it, the coil in his abdomen tightening. Once again, the flea had made him cum. He hated to admit it, but he felt slightly empty, when those fingers were removed. He soon changed his mind, when a hand wiped across his stomach, Izaya coating himself in his seed.

Shizuo shook his head, no he wasn't going to compare them. Tom was his lover, Izaya was a nuisance that had somehow wedged his way into his heart. Still, he felt guilty as the flea pressed into him slowly, he didn't want to enjoy this. He was betraying Tom, even if it was to protect him. "Ready, Shizu-chan?" Not waiting for an answer Izaya thrust into him, slowly to start off with.

It soon changed after he managed to brush his prostrate, the flea speeding up, making sure to hit that spot every time. His hands clenched, holding onto the sheets, biting his lip, so the unwilling moans couldn't escape. His body was enjoying the treatment, his heart not so much. He just wanted it to be over. Izaya thrust deep into him, forcing him to bite back another moan.

It wasn't long before he was cumming, his release splattering his thighs and his stomach. Underneath his high, there was relief, that it would be ending soon. He didn't want to look, but he did anyway, seeing Izaya's brow furrow, his movements becoming more desperate. He watched him tense, before feeling a stickiness inside him, coating his walls. He was glad when the flea pulled out.

Shizuo reached over for his boxers. "Where are you going? Shizu-chan." Turning his head, he sent a glare at the nuisance. "Home, we're done here. You fucked me, we're even." Izaya laughed, he was really hating that laugh and the smirk, it never meant anything good. "We're not done yet. I said once, this hotel room is booked until twelve tomorrow. That's the time we have together." Wait. What? "You didn't say that." His future step brother shrugged. "Its not my fault you didn't ask. Always look at the small print, protozoan."

He was yanked back onto the bed, pinned underneath Izaya. "We have all day and all night." Shizuo cursed, once he could handle. Several times... he was in trouble. "Lets see if we can have you begging by the end?" His heart was in danger. Shit, what had he been thinking. Izaya kissed him again, stroking him back to hardness, he could feel the hopelessness taking over. After this, there's no way his feelings would remain the same.

Next:- A safe place