"It seems that we haven't seen or heard from Shizuo or Izaya in a few days."
The young doctor observed as he went about his task of organizing his medical tools.
"Celty, have any idea as to where our friends are?"
The dullahan shrugged, tapping her cell phone's screen as she conducted a message.
"Normally I see Shizuo walking the same path home to and from work every day. But I haven't seen him."
She erased and retyped.
"As for Izaya, he hasn't called me for any delivery jobs. It's spared me some trouble, I must say..."
She paused.
"But still, if he's nowhere to be found or he's not heard from, then something must be very wrong."
"Maybe we should go look. This really can't be good."
Shinra shook his head, setting his tools aside and heading towards the door to slip on his shoes and a jacket.
"I hope that they didn't go off somewhere to kill one another...to finally end their fight..."
Celty followed after her companion and placed her helmet upon her neck.
Boots appeared onto her feet from her wispy shadows, and she led Shinra out towards her bike so that they could go conduct a search for their friends.
Hours later, after putting clues together from asking random civilians about what they might have seen, Celty and Shinra arrived to an emptier part of the city.
There was a building.
It hadn't been used in years, but it still looked rather intact.
Celty went in first, putting somewhat of a shield over herself and Shinra as they wandered inside.
"Shizuo, Izay-!..." A hand was promptly placed over Shinra's mouth. Words telling him to hush down, as other people might be here that might attack them, shown on a screen, and Shinra nodded. "...Sorry." He nodded bitterly, staying close behind his companion.
They went a bit further inside, before Celty placed her hand out to make Shinra halt. He glanced around in question, and Celty gestured for him to stay still.
She used her shadows...and a trail of them went over to what appeared to be a large, door-shaped blackness in the floor. Almost as if it were the very shadow of a door, but there was no door above it to cast such a shadow.
Celty's shadows touched the imposter, and the 'door' got sucked away within Celty's blackness.
There, it revealed a hidden passageway.
Celty jumped down, Shinra took the short ladder. It was only about a ten feet tall passage, so they knew that they would be alright when they needed to get out of here.
They continued down the tunnel, looking at the smooth stone walls as they passed by. The light of their cell phones was all that they had, but it was plenty for their currently task.
Soon, Celty's shadows reacted, catching each of them off-guard as it sucked away another 'door'.
Ah, another entrance?
They went through it, revealing a rather large room that somewhat resembled a basement. It had small windows, so light from the outside shown in, lighting the place up quite well. The walls were a simple wood, and the floor was stone. There were some old tables and chairs, stacked up in a corner. In another corner, there were some more chairs...and the next corner there was nothing...
Celty's vision made its way to the last corner...
It was a large mound of sorts, covered by some cloth.
Shinra flinched when he noticed some movement, and...
"Celty..." He pointed, seeing some blond hair revealed, followed by a soft groan.
The pair rushed over, slowly uncovering the sleeping blond...and oh...his resting sleep mate currently in his arms.
"...Shizuo...Izaya...we found them..." Shinra whispered. He checked for their pulses...
Both were still alive.
"How do we get them out of here?" He asked, and Celty was already on it.
She placed the pair into a protective bubble, taking notice of their lack of clothing...on them... But their clothing was used as makeshift blankets along with the provided cloth, so...
A quarrel, perhaps?
Or maybe a way to keep warm?
She'd probably hear about it later.
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A couple days soon passed.
Shizuo had already woken up within hours after having been taken to Shinra's. Izaya was the last to wake, but when he did, he felt warmth around his hand.
He quietly coughed, shakily squeezing the hand around his.
"..."
"You're okay..." A deep voice heavy in relief spoke, and Izaya found himself in someone's arms soon after.
"...Shizu...-chan..." Izaya closed his eyes, holding with as much strength as he had, which was little. But he managed.
"...We made it..." Shizuo whispered, pulling Izaya up and allowing him to rest against his chest. "...We didn't think we would...but we made it. We're alive..."
Izaya sighed and held Shizuo's arms against his
"...It's warm..." He muttered, kissing Shizuo's jaw. "...I was truthfully welcoming death...but...this is so much better..." He whispered. "...Though...this would be a Valhalla for me...I'm sure I wouldn't have made it there after our death..."
"...Don't say that, Izaya." Shizuo gave him a light squeeze. "...We made amends beforehand...I'd make sure you don't leave my side...even after we might have died. The good...or the bad...if I'm with you, and you're by my side...I'll take any of it."
"So...even though we're alive...you're really okay with me?" Izaya asked quietly. Maybe Shizuo had thought of their 'last' actions as repent for their hatred, and Izaya was the only one there left to love...so it could be assumed that he had only said what he said...thinking this might be the end. Shizuo could leave him now, go find someone else to love...
"Idiot." Shizuo cupped Izaya's face, his lips touching the colder pair. He received a gentle tremble in response. "Mm... I've said it plenty enough times, I think. Even though we're alive, if this is how we're gonna be now, I'm happy with it. I don't want anyone else..."
Izaya listened to every little bit of it.
Shizuo...wanted him...
He really wanted him.
So...
"...Promise me something... You won't regret it? Any of it..." He glanced down at his hands. "...I can't...handle it...if this were all a cruel joke... Even if you think I deserve it... Don't give me a hope like this and then...throw it away..."
"...You're more delicate than you look. I know..." Shizuo took Izaya's hands into his, warming them within his hold. "I guess at first, when we thought we were going to die back there, that was part of why I gave in... But...honestly, now that my mind is sound, I know for sure. I wouldn't have gone through with our actions if I didn't feel something for you... I mean, if I didn't want to give you love... But I would hope that we'd at least die side-by-side on good terms..." Shizuo smiled to himself. "...Yeah. Despite how much we 'hated' each other before. I would want to be at peace with you if I knew I was gonna die."
"Shizuo...please...stop talking." Izaya attached himself to Shizuo's side. His hair tickling Shizuo's neck. "...Please...let's just...live in this moment. Okay? And not talk about...that." He smiled. "Focus on the now."
"...Yeah...yeah, you're right. Just focus on now...heh."
Shizuo tilted Izaya's chin up, gingerly touching their lips together.
"I'm happy with that."
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This is Milarius-san.
Here is another short story that I wrote while I was at work!
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Employee of the year, am I right? Or am I right?
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ANYway.
I hope that you enjoyed it. I still have other stories to write and updates to update. But for now, I felt like Shizuo and Izaya needed another tale of the discovery of their love, while Tsugaru and Psyche figure out what's going on with them in their own story.
Fuuuuuu.
Thank you for reading and for your ongoing support! I hope to bring many more stories to you in the future, no matter now long I may take!
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-Milarius-san