A.N~ Uneventful chapter ^^; sorry

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Chapter 4

Izaya opened the door to his apartment and sighed heavily. Shizuo was out of his reach, that much he was certain.

He thought about the look of love and admiration on Shizuo's face when he had talked about Mairu. A look he'd never soon on the brutes' face. He seemed calm and almost happy .

Who was Izaya to ruin that for him?

He couldn't help but wonder what his feelings were for Shizuo. He had always known he wanted to be with Shizuo. He thought about him all the time, but the word 'love' never once crossed his mind. Shizuo loves Mairu and he seems so happy. But Izaya's feelings for Shizuo brought him nothing but pain. Could he possibly love Shizuo?

The raven haired informant threw his jacket on the sofa - he was far too upset to worry about being organized - and made his way to his room to sleep, and hopefully not wake up.

He slumped on his bed and sighed. Could it really be that bad to stay in his apartment for the rest of his life? It would be a lot easier than facing Shizuo. Izaya curled into himself on the bed. Of course he knew he would never do that. He loved his work too much to stay inside.

He groaned as a knock on the door forced him out of his bed. He really didn't feel like working tonight, but it was common knowledge that no one came to his apartment unless they wanted something from him.

He opened the door groggily. "What?"

"Onii-chan."

Izaya blinked his eyes, once, twice, then a third time to insure that his eyes weren't deceiving him.

The brunette pushed past him and dropped her bags by the door. She looked up at him with her usual stoic expression and blinked her crimson eyes as if waiting for him to ask her why she was there.

Izaya sighed. "What are you doing here Kururi?"

She shrugged examining Izaya's face closely, noticing the wavering in his eyes. "I'm in town for the wedding," She stated. "I was suppose to stay with Mairu." She laughed. "But you know how small Shizuo's place is."

The elder raised a brow. "Fine, stay here," he said, too tired to even bother arguing. Though to be honest, he was happy she was there. He really didn't like being alone - especially now. He would deal with it in the morning.

Izaya dragged his feet towards his room, leaving his sister to unpack her things.

He crawled under his covers, not bothering to change into his nightwear. He hugged tightly onto his pillow and brought his knees to his chest. He hated feeling like this. He hated feeling so helpless.

He was Izaya Orihara. He wasn't suppose to hurt like this. He was always the strong one, nothing ever fazed him. He couldn't figure out why Shizuo marrying Mairu hurt him so deeply.

He jumped as he felt a body move behind him, and slender arms wrap around his waist. "Kururi?" He questioned, though he didn't pull away.

"You don't have to be strong tonight Onii-chan." She said in a small voice. Kururi seemed to be the only one who knew him well enough to know - or even care for that matter - when he was ever upset.

Izaya leaned into his sister, truly grateful that Kururi was there and drifted off to sleep.

"I think there's something wrong with the Flea." Shizuo growled, grinding his cigarette in between his teeth.

Celty Sturluson slumped herself on the bench beside he friend and began typing on her PDA before the device was shoved in his face.

[What do you mean?]

Shizuo leaned his head back, unable to hide the embarrassed blush on his face at the 'date' that he and Izaya had been on - though there was no way he would tell the leather clad Dullahan anything about that. "He's just been acting...different."

[?]

Shizuo sighed. It was hard to explain. The way Izaya was when he had went to meet him. He didn't seem right. "I don't know, maybe I'm imagining things."

The Dullahan nodded before she began typing again.

[Did you get him to come to the wedding?]

Shizuo growled. "What do you think? The flea is as stubborn as ever."

[Well Izaya, is Izaya.]

Shizuo smiled at that. It was true. Izaya was definitely unique, annoying, but unique. "Mairu wants him there. I don't get why though. He'll just ruin everything."

Celty made a motion that could have been a sigh and began typing on her PDA.

[Are you sure? I mean Mairu's his sister. It must be hard to give her up to you.]

Shizuo thought for a second. He hadn't thought about it that way. Mairu was Izaya's baby sister. He could only imagine how hard it would be to see his little brother get married. It was hard enough to see him as little as they did.

[Talk to him.] Celty added.

Shizuo nodded, as Celty straddled her motorcycle.

[I'll see you later Shizuo.]

Shizuo waved as she sped off. He wasn't looking forward to his talk with the Flea.

Izaya woke up to the smell of syrup and dragged himself out of bed and to the kitchen where his sister stood over the stove, frying what he assumed was pancakes in a pan.

He walked behind Kururi stretching. "What are you doing Kururi?" The brunette looked up at him and smiled.

"Breakfast." She said plainly, licking syrup from her fingers. "Are you feeling better today Onii-chan?"

He laughed, grinning as honestly as he could. "Of course~" He cooed, flailing his arms in exaggeration. Izaya smiled, grabbing a pancake from the plate and bouncing his way to his computer. He slumped on the chair, in an obviously better mood than the night before and went right to work. Izaya may have been upset about Shizuo, but there was no way he was going to let his work suffer because of it.

A loud ring interrupted his thoughts and he found himself sighing as he reached out to answer it. Hearing Kururi humming softly in the kitchen, he put the receiver to his ear.

"Izaya Orihara speaking~" He cooed in his favourite sing-song voice.

He frowned at the response. "Shizuo?"

A.N~ Shizuo is very, very slow.

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