A.N~ Thanks to everyone who reviewed~ Sorry this one is late (I've actually been updating every day which is actually surprising for me xD) I kind of had writer's block.

Chapter 7

Izaya stared down at his cell phone, his finger grazing over the 'talk' button before it was snapped closed once again, only to repeat the process.

He found Shizuo's number again, staring at the number - he by now had memorized. Only a few days had past since the incident and Shizuo's plans to convince him to come to the wedding had all stopped. Izaya had begun to miss Shizuo's futile attempts.

Kururi sat on the sofa, watching Izaya as he continued to stare at his phone. It was obvious how Izaya felt about Shizuo - though of course Izaya was far too proud to admit he had any kind of feelings for Shizuo out loud, it was an unspoken fact - which was why the moment she heard about Mairu's engagement to the blonde she had rushed to Izaya's side.

She watched for another few minuets as Izaya struggled with his urge to call the blonde before she stood up.

Izaya stared up at her as she made her way towards him until she was staring down at him from his seat on his computer chair. "What do you want?"

Kururi held out her hand and snatched the phone from Izaya's hand before pressing 'talk' and handing the phone back.

Izaya stared wide-eyed at what his sister had done, feeling his heart tighten when the ex-bartender's voice could be heard on the other line.

"Izaya?"

Izaya's voice froze. He didn't know what to say. He felt his heart pounding in his chest as Shizuo continued to call his name.

"Oi, flea, this isn't funny."

Izaya felt his voice waver when he finally answered. "Oh? Did I accidentally call you Shizu-chan?"

He could hear Shizuo's annoyance as he answered. "What do you want flea?"

Izaya was quiet for a second, not sure of what to say. He glared at his sister before answering. "I can't call to say hello?"

"No, you can't. You don't call unless you have something to piss me off with."

Izaya pouted. "Shizu-chan thinks so little of me." He found himself spinning in his chair, content that even though Mairu and Shizuo were getting married, he still had this with the brute.

"You're annoying."

Izaya smiled. "Eh? Shizu-chan is so mean to me when I just called to say hello."

"Look, Izaya as much as I would love to sit here and go back and forth with you, I can't." His voice hesitated for a moment. "The wedding's in a month. Come if you want to. I'm not going to beg you to come."

Izaya's smile wavered as the line went dead.

He quickly shut his phone and tossed it to the corner of his desk.

"Izaya, let me talk to him," Kururi started, reaching out to comfort her brother.

Izaya slapped her hand away, and shot up from his seat and made his way to the door.

"Izaya where are you going?"

Her question fell on deaf ears as the door slammed closed behind him.

"Who was that?"

Shizuo looked up at his little brother Kasuka and scoffed. "No one," Shizuo lied, stuffing his cellphone into his pocket. Kasuka made a face, obviously not believing Shizuo for a second, but chose to let it go.

"I never thought I would see the day you would get married."

He growled, slightly offended. "Is it really that hard to believe?"

Kasuka's face remained stoic as he put his cup of coffee to his lips. "I just didn't think you really had time for women. You've never really had a girlfriend before either."

Shizuo attempted to read his brother's expression, unable to see past the dark sun glasses he wore on his thin face. "I just never thought someone like Mairu was your type."

Shizuo simply stared at his cup, his eyes avoiding his brother's hidden ones. "I don't have a type," was the answer he finally decided on. "Besides, Mairu is special. She's not like everyone else."

Kasuka raised a brow. "I just always thought you would end up with someone who can handle someone like you."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Said Shizuo, hissing, looking back at his brother.

Kasuka waved off Shizuo's anger with a movement of his hand. "Calm down Shizuo. Besides your strength, we both know you're not the easiest person to deal with." If it were anyone else saying it, Shizuo would have thrown something heavy at them, but seeing as it was his brother, he decided to breathe through his anger and began tapping his fingers on the table where they sat.

"If anyone can 'deal with me' It would be Mairu."

Kasuka shrugged, taking another drink of his coffee. "You think?"

Shizuo ground his teeth together, and grabbed a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it. Everyone was begining to piss him off, he growled to himself and began tapping the table harder, leaving visible indents in the metal.

"I'm just joking Shizuo," Kasuka reassured him smiling. "I'm sure you'll be happy."

Shizuo sighed, finding it hard to stay mad at his little brother.

"Have you told him about your marriage?"

Shizuo's hands stilled at the mention of the Flea. "Yeah he knows."

"I suppose Izaya will stop bugging you from now on, since you're getting married." he questioned, leaning back in his chair.

Shizuo scoffed. "I doubt it, that Flea doesn't know when to roll over and die."

Kasuka shrugged. "Well you are marrying his sister Shizuo. You two are going to have to get along eventually."

Shizuo thought for a second. It was true. Though it was hard to imagine a life without Izaya's stupid plots against him.

"I have to go Shizuo," he started. "Thank you for lunch." He pulled money out of his wallet and dropped it on the table. "I'll make sure my schedule is cleared for your wedding."

"Kasuka wait." Shizuo reached out as two body guards rushed his brother into his car and drove off.

Shizuo sighed, flipping his phone opened. He looked through his contacts until the name 'Flea' appeared.

He hesitated for a second before snapping his phone closed again.

Shizuo made his was home, kicking up puddles as he tredded on. Somewhere along the way home, it had began to rain, and Shizuo was not in the mood to deal with it.

He pulled a cigarette out of his cigarette box, and began patting himself down, looking for a lighter. He growled in defeat before shoving his cigarette box back inside his pocket. He sighed deciding the he left his lighter back at the restraunt.

He slumped his shoulders, grinding his unlighted cigarette between his teeth and wondered for the first time if he had been too cruel to the Flea.

He sighed angrily. He needed a cigarette.

He closed his eyes, remembering Izaya's menacing grin, which sometimes seemed almost genuine. He remembered back to the night when Izaya had looked up at him with a flustered face, and what seemed like pain in his crimson eyes. "Stupid Flea's finally made me crazy." He decided. It was the only explanation to why Izaya seemed to always be on his mind as of lately.

He looked up when he was finally at his apartment and stopped in his tracks. His eyes gazed over to the man curled into himself at the curb of his building. His body was hunched over as rain poured down on his black coat.

"Izaya?"

A.N~ I would just like to wish any mother who reads this (I doubt there are any but still) a happy mother's day. And for the rest of you, I hope you have a great mother's day with what ever you are (or aren't) planning.

Anyways, the story is going to get more...interesting next chapter xD

Please review~

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for the next chapter, you might have to put the 9 into the url manually for now. I'm assuming it will be fixed soon, but just in case.