A little shopping
"See you later, Izaya-nii!" Making sure the computer was locked, Kanra leaned over kissing Izaya quickly and waving to Namie on the way out. The client that would be arriving shortly would be the very person she wasn't supposed to be getting involved with.
Izaya's main client Shiki. She had accidentally gotten his attention and now the informant was doing everything he could to keep the man away from her for her own good. It was hard work avoiding the limo, since her lover's sisters asked to see her all the time and somehow a dark haired girl would always be at the same place. Her name was Akane and Shiki was in charge of her safety.
Which was why instead of taking the stairs and risk being seen, Kanra climbed out of the window hurrying down the fire escape. From where she stood she could see the sleek vehicle as it parked up. It was a good thing she hadn't taken the stairs or the elevator, that would have been one awkward meeting.
Making her way down, Kanra grinned as she flipped over the last one, landing gracefully. Izaya would be proud. Pulling her long hair into a twist, she threw up the fur trimmed hood quickly hurrying away from their shared apartment. Unlike the raven she didn't get bored. She still had her friends to keep her company, as well as her other lover.
Which was where she was heading now, footsteps light against the pavement. It wasn't hard to find the irate blond. All she had to do was follow the damage. Usually it was worse during his chases with Izaya. In the distance she could hear the screeching of tyres and grinding of metal. Moments later there was an out of control blue car swerving across the road, the roof had been cut clean off.
Kanra grinned hurrying in the direction that the car had come from. There he was as handsome as usual. No that wasn't the way she would describe him. Hot, strong, gentle with a huge heart. "Shizuo!" Waving her hands, her steps quickened towards him. Everyone else was keeping their distance, since the surrounding area was strewn with vending machines, sign posts and there was the roof the car was missing.
It looked like her lover was in a bad mood. Not that it mattered, although Shizuo's temper was explosive, albeit quick so as soon as those rage filled coffee eyes turned to follow the calling of his name, they warmed immediately settling on her. The signpost fell from his grip, outstretched arms opening for her.
Kanra smiled running into them. Her lover embraced her, strong arms gently around her waist. That usual frown slipped into a smile meant only for her. "What are you doing here?" Her smaller arms wrapped around his back. "I thought I'd come and see you. Izaya has a client." She didn't need to say which one.
"I'm done here. I'll buy you something to eat." Shizuo placed a kiss on her forehead, letting her go to take her hand. "I'm glad the flea is keeping to his promise." It sounded like her lover was mad with Izaya, even so the same gentle smile was in place. "Where do you want to go?"
Kanra returned the smile squeezing the larger hand. "Why don't we go to that bakery?" When she was with Shizuo, the raven would help indulge her lover's legendary sweet tooth and when she was with Izaya she would share his love for fatty tuna. She was the link that although the weakest out of the three, held them together.
"How are your ankles?" Whilst Izaya masked nearly everything, everything showed on her blond lover's face. There were no secrets between the two of them. Toeing at the ground, Kanra glanced away. "You went down the fire escape again, didn't you?" Slowly nodding her head, she waited for a scolding. When it came to her health both of her lover's were in agreement.
"Woah! Shizuo, put me down." Kanra was swept from her feet into strong arms. "I'm serious." A whimper left her, hands covering her eyes as her face heated up from embarrassment. Everyone was staring at them.
"I'm not letting you go." His voice was stern and left no room for argument. With a sigh Kanra tugged at the skirt to make sure the wind didn't catch it.
"Shiki-san, what can I do for you?" Izaya grinned opening the door to the private room. He noticed the man glance around quickly before stepping inside, it wasn't hard to guess what he was up to. Shiki wouldn't be getting his hands on Kanra. The two gorilla built bodyguards followed behind. Shiki took a seat in one of the chairs, the two men standing behind him.
"Orihara-san are you ready?" Namie had made herself scarce leaving the three of them alone. He would dock her pay for it later. Closing the door, Izaya plastered a cocky grin on his face skipping over the other chair, the one he and Kanra had been making out on only a little while ago. There was no need to worry about her, like a magnet she would've found the third person in their relationship. Maybe after this, he would meet up with them.
"The other informant isn't here?" Izaya snapped out of his daydreaming relaxing in the chair.
"I'm afraid not, she had some errands to run." The man opposite nodded but said nothing.
"I see, perhaps then we can get to business?" Izaya smiled taking the picture that was slid across the table. "I want you to find something."
One brow raised crimson eyes narrowing on the photo. It was a picture of a gun. Well then, this was interesting. "The organization has lost a gun?" The room grew colder, quick fingers reached into pocket for his knife.
"The correct term would be stolen. Yesterday evening someone broke in and stole that gun." And Shiki wanted it recovered.
"Were the prints wiped?" That icy aura was back. With a sigh Izaya flipped the photo over seeing nothing on the other side. "I suppose I shouldn't ask who the weapon belongs to?"
Shiki stared back calmly. "That would be wise. I need that gun found. Once you have it the payment will be deposited into your account."
Business as usual. "Of course, I will inform you once I have the information, unless you want me to recover it as well?" The man in the white suit was already standing.
"Just the information will be enough. Good luck." Izaya smiled waving as the three left the room. He didn't move until the front door of his apartment slammed shut.
Someone had been stupid enough to steal a gun from the Awakusu-kai. Not only that but the weapon hadn't been been wiped clean and whoever it belonged to could end up in a lot of trouble. "Ah, such a troublesome request." Izaya sighed leaving the room. He wanted to go and find his two lovers, yet if he didn't deal with the problem Shiki had soon, then it could come back and bite him.
"Shizuo, this isn't the bakery?" Kanra blinked in confusion. Shizuo was carrying her into a large shopping centre. "Where are we going?" Gently the faux blond lowered her to her feet. They had stopped hurting a long time ago, there had been no need to carry her.
"Come on." The raven hurried along finding herself standing outside a clothing store.
"Why are we here?" Even so she slipped her hand into his.
The two of them walked hand in hand past the children's clothing. "I thought I'd treat you. You know Izaya won't apologize for that wedding incident. Pick whatever you want." Kanra beamed throwing her arms around him. Her hand was released.
"You aren't coming?" The blond shook his head.
"You can handle it on your own." Gently she was pushed away. "I'll meet you back here."
Kanra sighed nodding slowly. It was rare that she got to go shopping and choose for herself, usually Izaya would order everything, whilst Shizuo got everything from his brother. Heading towards the brightly coloured sections, she looked back regretfully at the boys clothing section. Shaking her head with a sigh, Kanra looked away.
Shizuo sighed his fingers twitching in need for a cigarette. It didn't help that those in the store were staring at him. Fists clenching he kept calm walking around. Kasuka was the one that brought everything for him and still did, although Izaya had offered to buy him something. From the corner of his eye he could see the sales assistant watching him.
It was a tough choice deciding what to buy. One by one the articles of clothing were folded over his arm. No doubt Kanra would be finished soon. Flicking through the hangers he found a nice pair of black jeans, now all he had to do was find his correct size. It was easier than he expected, well almost. Grabbing the rack a bit too hard, the blond cringed as the steel groaned underneath his grip.
Next was the shoe department, his own were more than a little worn and really he could by his own rather than bother his brother with such a trivial request. His eyes widened as he spotted a pair he liked. "Damn it." They didn't have his size.
"Excuse me, may I help you?" Glancing up from where he was crouched the sales assistant stood waiting with a smile.
"Do you have these in another size?"
Kanra swept around the store finding things that would suit her. At first she had been carrying the small bundle in her hands, now she was holding a basket. Picking up another skirt she held it against her facing the mirror. That was added to the basket. It was dangerous when she liked almost everything. Maybe she should stop and put things back.
A hand landed on her shoulder making her jump. "Shizuo. Sorry, was I taking too long?" The faux blond shook his head.
"No, I just finished myself." Crimson eyes widened. Her lover was buying for himself?
"Oh. Um I think I chose too much." Coffee eyes glanced into the basket.
"If it's what you want. Do you need anything else?" Shizuo was being patient with her. Her own gaze slid to the lingerie section.
"Go ahead, Kanra." A large hand gently ruffled her hair.
Izaya glanced up hearing a key turning in the lock. At last his two lover's were back. "We're back." Shizuo was first in holding a ton of bags. One brow raised. The protozoan had been shopping? "Welcome back." Opening the drawer, the photo of the gun and the information he had found was placed inside, a small key locking it for safety.
"You went shopping?" He recognized the shop name from the bags. His eyes widened slightly as a plastic container was placed on his desk. "You brought me fatty tuna?" The blond shrugged moving to walk away. "Shizu-chan." Pushing back his spinning chair, Izaya threw his arms around his lover.
"What's the occasion?" Kanra was watching as the two of them kissed.
"Does there need to be one? I need to put these away."
Izaya watched him. Usually the protozoan wouldn't splash out. He knew exactly how much his lover was paid from working with Tom and with everything he had just brought it should leave him with very little. "You know if you wanted anything, I could get it for you." He had more than enough money to support his two lovers.
"Its fine." Crimson eyes narrowed in suspicion, opening one of the bags.
"You brought Kanra clothes?" Again he was met with a shrug. "Shizu-chan." The door closed. Turning around the raven stared at Kanra.
"How did he pay for everything?" Something wasn't right and he hated not knowing.
"Cash. Is there a problem?"
"I'm not sure yet." But he would find out.
Kanra sighed watching her two lovers. If she was right then soon they would be heading for another argument. Shizuo was sitting on the bed one of the cake boxes in his hands. The only bags left on the bed belonged to her. Kanra began taking the tags off and folding them away. "Shizuo, Izaya-"
"The flea worries too much. I brought some things in the wrong size, I already removed the tags so if you want them keep them."
His lover left the room with his cakes. The raven picked up the bag Shizuo had been talking about, mouth dropping open. The clothes were her size exactly, the few t-shirts, two pairs of jeans, boxers and trainers. They were all correct. Dropping down on the bed, Kanra clutched the clothing, feeling warm. Izaya wanted her to remain as she was. But the bundle in her hand showed Shizuo's support for her wish.