Title: No More Worries

Rating: T

Couple: Shizuo X Izaya / AU

Prompt: Sea

Words: 1,311

I Do Not Own Durarara!

Izaya sighed as he looked out of the window. His head lay on the palm of his hand as he watched the rolling tides of the sea. He had been out on a boat many times before and he knew that was where he belonged.

Not here, stuck in this house with a man he did not love but was married to.

Stupid man never let him out of the house unless it was to shop, and he always had an attendant with him. Never, was he allowed alone. The only thing the man used him for was sex anyways. So why keep him locked up? So he wouldn't fall in love and leave him? Its not like he could anyways. He had absolutely no where to go.

At least he would be allowed outside today. Even if it was just to go to the market. Maybe he could even persuade the maid who always went with him to go to the beach. She'd let him once before, why not again?

He smiled as he saw the shy girl walk in and bow to him.

"I told you, you don't have to bow, Anri-Chan."

The girl blushed at the less than formal name. "I-I know, Awakusu-Sama."

"And don't call me by that bastards name. It's Izaya. I-za-ya," he pronounced slowly.

"S-sir!"

Izaya stood up and sauntered over to the girl, the skirts he was forced to wear hitting his ankles as he walked. He pulled a band from the dresser and pulled his past shoulder length hair back into a loose bun. He waved his hand at the timid girl in a "let's go" motion, and the two left.

Down in the market the mahogany eyed man stood in front of a stall with a basket full of fruit and veggies. He was now looking at meat he could cook tonight, when a tall lean man with blonde hair caught his eye. Looking up he caught the brown gaze of the man, now determined to be a sailor.

The sailor smirked at Izaya, walking over and offering to help hold the baskets on his arms. Eyes widened as he let the blonde man take the baskets from him.

"T-thank you, um. . ."

"Shizuo. Shizuo Heiwajima."

"Thank you Heiwajima-san," the smaller man replied. "I am Izaya Awa- Um, Orihara."

"It's nice to meet you, and call me Shizuo. Heiwajima-san makes me feel like my father."

"Alright," Izaya smiled, catching Shizuo off guard.

The two continued to talk, discussing this and that. The politics, how the people are living, but the main conversation was mainly about the sea and boats. How Izaya wished he could sail but wasn't allowed. And about how Shizuo sailed as much as he could and offered to take him on a ride sometime. Maybe now if he wasn't too busy.

Anri stood behind the two smiling, happy that her master finally seemed to be a little happy. She nodded to him when he turned around to get her permission. He quickly hugged her and ran off with the bigger man, leaving his poor maid behind to run after them.

He stood on the beach, long skirts off and thrown in the sand as his bare feet moved through the grains. Shizuo grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the docks, where his boat was. They got on as soon as they saw it, not noticing the beady black eyes of a large and tough looking man.

They rode out in the sea for as long as they could, but stopped well before the sun started to set. Izaya gave the blonde man a quick kiss on the cheek and ran off with Anri, after putting his skirts back on.

Upon entering his home he was greeted with a tongue forced kiss.

"Welcome home, my love," his husband said.

"I'm home, S-shiki."

Shiki handed the baskets off to Anri as he dragged Izaya off to their bedroom. Soon, loud noises could be heard from the closed door. All of which the maid knew were fake.

Weeks passed with secrets meetings. Izaya and Shizuo would meet up at the market every day, and the raven even convinced his husband to let him out more, which he used to meet up with the man he was slowly falling for.

Now, three months after their first meeting the blonde gave some heart-wrenching news. He was leaving, and wouldn't be returning anytime soon. He had to sail all the way across the world for business, so he didn't know when he would be returning.

"Go with me," the bigger man said, and the mahogany eyed boy nodded enthusiastically. Shizuo smiled, kissed him passionately and told him to pack his things. Told him to get Anri and meet him that night on the docks when the short hand hit twelve.

So he did just that. Packed all of the things he could manage. Trousers and shirts, letters from family and heirlooms he couldn't leave behind. Anything that had any meaning. He got his maid, no his friend, packed and ready and left his things at the front door.

Quickly, since they had little time left, he ran back to his old room and left his wedding band on the bed, right on the pillow he usually slept on. Then he walked right back downstairs where Anri was waiting.

And so was Shiki.

The girl was cowering the corner, a small bruise starting to form on her cheek and tears leaking from her eyes.

"What did you do to her?" the raven yelled.

"I put her in her place. Now go unpack your things, you aren't leaving with that damn sailor."

"Like hell I'm not!"

Shiki's eyes glowed with rage as he slapped his husband across the face, smacking the side of his face and kicking him to the floor.

"You will do as I say, Izaya!"

"I will not!" was the furious reply as the small man got up and tackled the man he loathed to the ground. He punched him in the face until Anri pulled him off and out the door, though Shiki got one last hit to his face, right above his eyebrow, splitting it in the process.

The two ran as fast as they could with the suitcases in hand, Izaya tripping every now and then from his hurt thigh. Finally they made it to the sandy bank, running along the water and to the docks.

Shizuo stood by his boat, looking at his pocket watch and noticing it was a few minutes passed twelve, and right before he was about to get on he heard the two sets of feet pounding on the boardwalk. He caught Izaya right before the man fell to his knees.

"What happened?"

"S-shiki," the raven tried to explain while trying to fill his lungs back up with air, "found us right before we left. Gave us a parting gift," he smiled through the pain of his split lip.

The blonde wiped the blonde from the others face, kissing him lightly on the lips before helping the two into the boat.

"Well you're safe now. I promise never to be like him."

And they set sail, Izaya finally being free and on the ocean, his best friend with him, and the man he loved beside him.

Here's an extra long drabble to make up for my absence. It's kind of sappy, I apologize, and it may seem a bit rushed, but that's because it's a drabble.

I do like Shiki, so don't worry. He just fit this a bit better since he's Yakuza. I'm pretty sure that's not his last name but his gang name? I don't quite remember but I used it since he had no last name.

Hope you like. Oh, and continue to vote on the poll on my page or in the reviews about Alice in Wonderland Shizuo Character!