A/N: I m like really really sorry for my late up-date, But I've been having hard times, so I really couldn't bring myself to write; but I hope you still want to read this fanfiction, still one chapter to go after this, then it's done.
What is your favorite color? What is your favorite drink?
What is your favorite food? When is your birthday?
Do you like cat's more than dogs? Favorite season?
What is your favorite position? Do you like kissing me?
Do you love me? Am I your first love?
Shizuo's questions were getting more personal day by day. Finally the question came that Izaya was waiting.
What did your father used to do to you?
Shizuo looked at Izaya with serious glare, he needed know. And Izaya needed to tell.
''It's kinda long story'', Izaya tried, but Shizuo held Izaya's hand in his and squeezed. He wanted to make sure that Izaya understood that he would be there; no matter what. Izaya smiled sadly. 'I wonder if he will really stay'.
''well, when I was about ten,before my mom's death, it wasn't that bad, It was like I wasn't even there, father wouldn't look at me, never spoke to me, it was allright..After all I still got my mom'', Izaya started he though for a moment, before continuing. ''After my mom killed herself, it got worse...Father started to drink; a lot, he liked to release his anger on me, yelling, and pull my hair most of the times''.
Shizuo felt cold anger buil up inside him. 'and Izaya says that, that isn't even bad?'.
''it continued as mild violence; until high school...'', Izaya said. This is the part he hadn't completly told anyone. Shinra knows bit's of it; but the entire truth.
''He started to kick and punch me, calling me names; trying to make my life as miserable as possible; succeeding in it..I was feeling really hopeless at those times; that's why I pranked you, I don't remeber why I did it, but it made me feel less dead'', raven said sadly, remebering all the pranks he played on Shizuo.
''Well it's not like I was deeply hurt by those pranks'', Shizuo said smiling encouraging.
''I noticed that my dad had started using drugs, he was using less time, punching me, and more time snorting at his room; I though he had finally gave up on me, I hoped so, but t-there was one night when he came to my room...'', Izaya said voice trembling at the end. Shizuo knew what was coming, he moved closer to Izaya, trying to give some kind of comfort.
''H-He was late on paying back the drugs, he had debts, s-so he aske- no forced me to-to 'hore' myself to some of the dealers...H-he gave me some drug that I would be easier to handle, less fight and all...'', raven said bitterness filling his voice. he felt so vulnerable after telling it, but he needed to say it. ''He dragged me to his room, and laid me to the bed, h-he even tied my arms to the bedframe..I couldn't do anything, he let them in, and closed the door, l-leaving me to them, to those monsters'', Izaya wishpered the last word venom in his voice, Shizuo pulled Izaya against his chest.
''How did you survive all those years?'', blond asked wondering.
''I didn't, I didn't survive; I a mess, I m hiding all the time, behind the 'Great Izaya Orihara' mask, I barely living sometimes...'', Izaya was now crying silently.
''You are my mess; and just that you know I like the both Izaya's; but the way you choose to be, is the one I love the best, no matter what you choose I will love you, I will be here with you, we will eat ootoro together'', blond murmured softly to Izaya.
''when did you turn to a softie?'', Izaya said joking.
''The moment I met you'', Shizuo said seriusly, smiling a bit.