Oh, would ya look at the time? It's about time for me to be evil. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Chapter 6: Vain
Warning: Language
"...Shizu-chan?"
The knife twinkled from the hallway light flashing upon it. The blond stood there stunned looking down at the deadly armed flea threatening.
"What are you doing flea? You look like shit." Eyes hidden behind blue sunglasses narrowed down at the raven. "I'd say the same to you. Why are you here?" The knife pressed slightly harder and Izaya's knuckles were turning a ghostly white while his eyes were glaring daggers. "I don't even know myself. I was guessing we could... I dunno, talk?" Crimson eyes dared to stare the beast down but drew the knife to where Shizuo's chin was. Confusion flashed upon Izaya's face while he tried to examine the brute in front of him.
"So you came here without knowing your full purpose, and hoping we could talk?"
Izaya's shoulders began to shake and quiver, Shizuo tried to bring his arm up to Izaya when he thought he suddenly hurt the flea but instead of wet tears, a chuckle that turned into a laugh blew through his face.
"Haha... Hahahaha! Are you serious? You really must be a neanderthal!" He laughed in the blond's face wrapping an arm around his stomach to suppress the pain in joy, lowering his knife from Shizuo's personal space.
"Oh shut the hell up louse! I came to talk, unless you plan on fucking laughing until you drop dead."Shizuo just looked at the laughing raven like he was crazy- actually, he might as well be. Izaya cought his breathe, bringing his now serious orbs back onto Shizuo, eyebrows knitting.
"Oh yeah, talk about what?" His smirk never wavering along with dancing lights in those red eyes. "If you'd let me in then I'll talk louse." A growl emitted from the brute, but Izaya stayed right where he was. "Sorry, well, not really to you. I won't move unless you give me a reason to, brute." Izaya must have been determined as much as the beast before him. He tried to close the door but a strong wide hand gripped it and stopped it from moving any further causing Izaya to groan out of annoyance.
"Look louse, it's as important as it sounds, so let me in before I bust the damn door down myself." Dark honey eyes kept parallel sight with eyes of red before they shut and the doorway opened. "Make it quick, I'm in no mood to play, Shizu-chan."
Izaya lead Shizuo in while Shizuo was just checking out the place; It seemed a little too big that possibly anyone living there alone would feel lonely, but that's not his main objective right now. Shizuo snapped back into his main focus as he watched Izaya spin around and face him with a frown.
His lips opened but no words came out, he couldn't find the words he was desperately looking for because he had so many questions to ask the man. Izaya folded his arms and gave the 'I'm waiting' glare. Seconds or perhaps minutes passed, Shizuo felt like a librarian looking through enormous bookshelves for one small book until he's found it.
"I wanna know."
Confused red orbs were knitting while fixing their gaze on the blond. "Know what?"
"I want to know what happened yesterday."
Eyes of the color red slightly widened and shoulders tensed once he understood what the blond meant, arms folded even tighter as those golden fierce eyes like a tiger's stared him down.
"You mean that barbaric thing you called 'saving'? Yeah, I'm not sure if I could call it that." Eyes of red beamed and a tongue clicked, but Shizuo kept his calm and took a small step forward only to be greeted with a fierce glare.
"Then why else are you living? And don't give me that 'I'm God' shit, I want to know what happened and why you acted that way."
"...Shit, It's been bothering me and I can't calm down, not until I know."
The dark haired man swayed his head to the side looking away, "Why are you so worried? That should've made Shizu-chan happy, ne~?" was all he said. Before he could react he felt a strong hand grasp his wrist excruciatingly hard and pull him forward until a certain blond was beaming him down with dark honey brown eyes.
"L-Let go-!"
"Not until I get my answer damnit!" The snarl grew load and the hand on his wrist drew in tighter until that he would, with no doubt, know it would bruise from the extraordinary strength crushing it.
"Damn it you monster I said let go-!" Shoving, kicking, fighting, yanking, nothing worked on the monstrous figure before him. But he knew where this was going...
Those same cold hands grabbing and yanking onto his arms and legs...
"NO! I SAID NO! LET GO!"
Slap.
Stumbling was heard; ghost white hands now ached from the direct contact he had impacted onto the blond's cheek which was now tainted red. Shizuo's sunglasses fled across the room and hitting the floor, causing repeated tapping from the lenses to break the deafening silence. Eyes widened at the sudden act he had just pulled. He thought about what he just did for a moment and tried to regain composure but looking at the ex-bartender's surprised expression, he had a feeling it wouldn't go too well.
He had just slapped Shizuo Heiwajima.
Shizuo stood there baffled and surprised at the sudden act Izaya had just performed, dyed golden locks coverings his eyes from the raven's view. It felt like the dark and silence mocked him to no end while he was trying to understand what had just occurred, but the more he just stood there motionless, the more questions blocked his inner voice. Izaya had his bruised hand pulled close to his chest panting and watching if the brute would stay there dead or actually move a single muscle because the silence was not helping; in fact, it was making things worse as time went by; if there was time anymore.
"...I want you out."
"...What?"
"I said I want you out, get out!" The demand struck Shizuo back into reality and found himself staring back at the furious red eyed man. "Get out! Now!" He shouted again, but Shizuo didn't move.
"God damn it Shizuo, GET OUT!"
He didn't move.
Anger was overflowing from the flea as he grimaced. "I DON'T WANT YOU HERE!" He surprisingly roared loudly, a foot step was heard but it wasn't getting quieter.
It was getting louder. As Shizuo's steps grew louder and closer, Izaya's became distant as he began backing away from the approaching menace but was stopped by an object on his rear- his desk. He could go no further.
Those same steps became louder and louder as did Shizuo, who was only a few inches away from Izaya. In a blink of an eye, a blade flashed and swung around cutting anything it could. Clothes ripped and tearing, cheek was dripping with blood but Shizuo didn't care at the moment. An arm snatched Izaya's hand that had the weapon rather gently but firm and Shizuo drew closer to Izaya, who was growing more scared by the second. Large arms reached forward and circled around the raven and pulling him closer to the blond in a sudden embrace. "Get off me! Let me go-!" Izaya tensed up and began to struggle, kick, slap, anything he could do but nothing would get Shizuo off of him.
"I'm sorry."
Shizuo's husky voice rang into Izaya's ear but he refused to listen and continued to struggle and thrash from Shizuo's hold only making Shizuo tighten his grasp and repeat 'I'm sorry'.
"No- let me go! Get off! I said get off!"
...
"...Just release me..."
The struggling suddenly came to a stop but shoulders quivered nonstop and hands clenched a fist full of bartender clothes before lowering his head into the blonds chest trembling.
"I hate you. I hate you so much..." he sniffled. Shizuo's eyes squinted before closing and embracing the raven closer to his chest, resting his head upon silky black hair.
"Oh shut up flea, you don't have to tell me to show it."
Many minutes passed, who knows, maybe even hours due to the outside completely dark and the moon's light dared to pierce through window drapes. Shizuo must have been dazed in his own imagination because he never realized that Izaya was still in his arms, but the once trembling has been ceased and replaced to a rise and fall of a chest. Shizuo lifted his head only to see Izaya's peaceful state of sleep once again, but his breathe was ragged with heated skin and a faint blush skipping across his cheeks. Whatever happened to him last night, he obviously didn't get enough sleep and seemed to not care about his health for he had the symptoms of a slight fever. No, not a slight fever. He had a fever.
The blond slowly retreated from Izaya's hold and picked him up looking around the apartment. 'He's out cold, what should I do? Damn it why do I care?' Gold eyes glared around the couch to upstairs, Izaya's breathing wasn't good and his heated cheeks grew a more hotter tint while his eyebrows began to knit like he was in pain sleeping.
"Damn pain. What am I going to do with you?" He looked down at a resting Izaya in his arms.
"Celty, what's wrong?"
[Nothing really, I had a talk with Shizuo earlier.]
"I can tell, but you're acting as if something happened. Wait, or did something really happen?" The brunette doctor leaned beside his lover who was leaned forward and looked pretty in thought. She brought her PDA close to her again trying to think if she should trust Shinra with her topic. She finally started typing and showed him.
[Well, this may sound pretty odd but... he was worried about Izaya because apparently yesterday he 'saved him' from drowning.]
"What!? You're not serious, right? My dear Celty, please tell me you're not lying!"
[I'm not lying, Shizuo told me himself and I took him down to Izaya's. At first I didn't believe it either.] Her dark shadows seeped out rather nonchalantly but faster.
Shinra adjusted the glasses that were slipping off his face back into position and still gave a surprised look. 'Izaya being saved? By Shizuo? What?'
[I told him not to cause any problems and I have faith in him. I just want to know what really happened in order for that to happen.] Her phone's light reflected off of the doctor's glasses before he gave her a slight nod and she brought her PDA back to her. Shinra plopped onto the couch with the woman in black and wrapped an arm around her side, pulling her close to him.
"Those two are idiots so they'll figure it out, I'm sure." He said. "Trust me, I I'm as worried as you are when it comes to them, but maybe things will come in handy." He nudged her side asking for access which was granted and they slightly embraced.
"You know, dear Celty, you're always beautiful." The Dullahan's smoke puffed into a heart shaped cloud flooding the ceiling of the apartment- "Even beautiful when doing anything. Like I don't know, in bed- OW OWW CELTY!" The dirty grin he had was replaced with a painful expression after Celty pinched his cheek with her shadows and tugged on it hard enough to pull him off his seat. "Okay sorry, sorry!"
Knocking came from the door startling both of them making Celty withdraw her shadows. Shinra left his spot and began walking to the door which was continuing to knock. "Coming! Geez, who could be at the door at this time?" Shinra opened the door with an annoyed expression.
"Can't this wait, I'm with Ce-
...!?"
...
It was Shizuo.
Holding a sleeping Izaya.