Title: No Longer His
Rating: T
Couple: Shizuo X Izaya
Prompt: Flick-blade / Given to me by ToshiroHitsugaya16
Words: 621
I Do Not Own Durarara!
Izaya stood in front of the blonde, blade out and pointing towards his chest. His face didn't have that crazed look like it normally did, instead it was filled with sadness, unshed tears glimmering in his mahogany eyes.
Shizuo had no idea what he had done. He was just walking around Ikebukuro, looking, but not looking, for the flea. And when he does find him the black haired man just ignores him. The blonde had grabbed his shoulder trying to find out what was wrong with him when the man just punched him in the face.
And it wasn't a light punch that Shizuo didn't feel. It was a well-aimed, powerful punch he didn't even know Izaya could throw.
So here they were now. Standing with a switch blade pointed at one person, glasses feet away from their owner.
"What the hell is your problem?"
Izaya choked lightly, still trying to hold back his tears.
This wasn't Izaya. At least not the one Shizuo had always known. His Izaya was strong, insane, maniacal even. This one looked broken, afraid, and, well, weak.
"Answer me, Izaya," the bodyguard tried again.
Black hair swooshed back and forth as the small man shook his head. He wouldn't answer him, wouldn't tell him what was wrong. He didn't deserve to know. So the information broker did what he always did, he threw his flick-blade as hard as he could at Shizuo's chest. And this time it hit.
The black haired man gasped as he heard the thud of impact, and then a light grunt.
"Ow. . ." Shizuo said as he pulled the piece of metal out of his chest, thanking whatever God there was that it didn't hit anything vital, and flung it to the side. "Izaya!"
The man flinched this time, pulling his arms and legs in to try and protect himself from the beating he was sure to come. Though it didn't come.
The blonde rushed up to him, grabbed his shoulders and shook him. "What's wrong with you?" he screamed.
Izaya shook his head again. Why should he tell him? He should know anyways. . . It was Shizu-chan's own damn fault. . .
"Just tell me what's wrong, Izaya!"
The information broker snapped. He couldn't take the constant yelling in his face. It grated on his nerves when anyone yelled in his face. "You, Shizuo! You! You are the problem!"
The blonde took in the words, not even realizing that the man in front of him had said his full name. All he understood was that he was the problem. He was why Izaya was upset. But he had no idea what he did. . .
Shizuo looked at the raven with a questioning look. What had he done?
"I. . . I saw you with her. . . And I realized, you're not mine and never were," Izaya said as he looked up at the man standing before him, his eyes now slowly leaking. He then pushed away from the blonde, running as far as he could to just get away. But his mind wandered, and he still thought about what he had said, hoping the bodyguard thought about it too. . .
No. . . Izaya finally realized this when he saw him with her. Shizuo wasn't his, never had been. . . And he never will be. . .
Sorry for the out of character-ness of them both. I had to write angst in one of these. And this prompt seemed perfect for it. Thank you ToshiroHitsugaya16
If you would like, you can send me one-worded prompts! It would help me out a lot, and if the prompt is one that sets something off in me, it could become one of my next Shizaya Drabbles. So, if you have any prompts/guilty pleasures you want fulfilled send them to me in a message of review!