When it happens to you
Crimson eyes narrowed seeing his lover sit down on the sofa, nibbling at the cakes. Taking his fatty tuna Izaya dropped down next to him, their shoulders touching. "What's wrong, Shizu-chan?" He knew something was different, the protozoan was usually unpredictable. Those warm coffee eyes were averted.
"That's the last time I decide to buy you anything." Still his lover didn't look at him.
"Don't get me wrong, Shizu-chan. I'm very grateful." Placing the container on the table, the raven moved closer climbing into the faux blond's lap, the box of cakes now in his hands. "If something was wrong, you would tell me, wouldn't you?" His fingers rested on his lover's cheek, gently pulling him forward so their eyes met. "Shizu-chan."
"I can handle myself, flea. You know that." Shizuo sighed, giving Izaya a quick kiss. As usual the raven didn't want to stop at chaste. The cake box was placed on the table, the impatient raven connecting their lips, tongues entwining. His lower half stirred in response, Izaya grinding down. The bedroom door opened, Kanra standing in the doorway watching them.
Crimson eyes danced. "Lets take this to the bedroom." Izaya jumped off of the blond's lap, skipping around the sofa to join Kanra. "We can't forget Kanra."
"...Yeah, okay." Izaya said nothing plastering a grin on his face. It wouldn't be good if their younger lover caught on. It was hard enough to keep Kanra out of trouble as it was.
Kanra was smiling as he led her inside, the shopping bags had been cleared away. A shame since he wanted to see what the pair would buy themselves since their clothes were usually brought for them. Izaya licked his lips at the thought of the blond in something other than that bartenders uniform. As much as he liked taking it off layer after layer, it did nothing for his lover's figure.
No one else apart from him and Kanra knew the bodyguard so well. Which was why alarm bells were ringing in his head, signalling that something was off. Usually the two of them would be bickering over who got to take Kanra first. Glancing behind him he could see his lover hadn't moved yet. "Shizu-chan" Izaya sang wrapping his arms around a blushing Kanra. "I guess I'll shower our princess with love first."
That got him moving, strong arms snatching the younger raven from him. That usual frown was gone replaced with a smile that didn't quite reach those far away eyes. "Did you forget? You're sleeping on the sofa, flea." Izaya pouted.
"Shizu-chan!" He whined moving closer. He could have the brute wrapped around his finger in a second.
It helped when Kanra was a blushing mess, then again it was his fault. "Shizuo, please?" Two against one. Shizuo huffed directing them through the bedroom door. The three of them fell onto the bed a tangle of limbs. Izaya began working on the blond's bow tie, noticing how half hearted his lover was trying to remove his top.
Everything seemed to stop when a shrill ringing filled the room. Kanra blinked in confusion, whilst the faux blond seemed to freeze, muscles tensing underneath him. "I have to get that, you two can continue." Izaya covered his worry with a smirk, refusing to move.
"I'm sure it can wait." Leaning close, crimson eyes widened, staggering back as he was pushed. "Shizu-chan..." The blond was already rushing through the door to get his phone.
"Izaya-nii, is Shizuo okay?" So she could tell something was different as well. Moving closer to the doorway he could see his lover pacing talking quietly on the phone. It looked serious, the look on his lover's face tugged at his heart strings. How was he supposed to continue like this? Dropping down on the bed, Izaya grinned up at Kanra. "So are you going to show me what Shizu-chan brought you?"
Kanra flushed looking down at her feet. "Izaya-nii." She wasn't the dressing up doll type.
"I'll show you." Pulling open the drawer, she had made sure the boys clothes had been hidden under a mass of silk, frills and lace. Taking out a new pink pullover with silver stars along the bottom, she held it up.
"Eh? You're not going to model it for me?" Her lover's voice teased against her ear.
"...I-I could wear it tomorrow." Taking one step back, there was no escape from the arm wrapping around her waist.
"Hm, you could. What else are you going to wear?" Kanra knew it was a distraction from what Shizuo was doing, she happily went along with it not wanting what they had to end. "How about these?" Izaya held up a pair of new lace panties she had forgotten to take the tag off.
"Izaya-nii!" The two of them laughed, Kanra chasing Izaya around the room, as he leapt over the bed.
When Shizuo returned it was clear nothing was going to happen, the faux blond stripped off heading for the bathroom, only to walk smack bang into the centre of the door. If Izaya wasn't going to follow it up and find out what was wrong, then she was. There was a nasty feeling in the pit of her stomach. Shaking her head in dismissal, her arms tightened around Izaya.
Her lover thumped around making a lot of noise. It was a long time before he left the bathroom, heading straight for the bed. His hand rested on her head gently lifting her chin and placing a chaste kiss against her lips. "Good night, Kanra." Izaya got the same treatment. "Good night, flea." The raven turned and left the room.
Shizuo climbed in under the covers turning over. It looked like nothing would happen between them tonight. Leaving the light on, Kanra went to join Izaya who was at last eating his beloved tuna. The box of cakes remained on the table. "Izaya-nii, I'm going to sleep too." Crimson eyes flicked up to meet her own.
"Good night, Kanra." Izaya was just like usual.
"Yeah, good night." It didn't take her long to get ready for bed, snuggling under the covers next to her lover. Her arms wrapped around herself, trying to quell the unease.
The next morning when she awoke, Kanra found the space on her left empty. Turning over Izaya was still fast asleep on her right. It wasn't even six yet. Sliding from the bed, the raven smoothed down her night dress tiptoeing across the carpet. It was unlike the faux blond to wake up so early.
The man in question was in the kitchen cooking breakfast, another surprise since Izaya was usually the one up at the crack of dawn. He looked distant and worried, placing some of the pancakes in a small tub. "Good morning, Shizuo." For now it was better that she wasn't suspicious. The blond jumped turning around, his fingers pushed the box out of sight.
"Morning, I didn't think you'd be up early." The smile was forced, his arms embracing her.
"Same here. Izaya-nii is usually the first one up. You look good." A blush dusted her cheeks taking in her lover's new appearance. Gone was the repetitive uniform replaced with a white fitted shirt that showed the perfectly toned torso off. The charcoal jeans were loose past the ankles but they too hugged slim legs.
"Thanks, the jeans feel a bit too tight." Kanra looked down covering her nose.
"It's fine. You look perfect." Perfectly hot, she couldn't help but feel a little jealous if Shizuo was going to go around like that. Even the dyed blond hair was styled. The fortissimo could easily pass as an idol.
"I made you and the flea breakfast, I have to get to work." Another chaste kiss and the blond was gone, slipping his new boots on at the door. The container was gone, leaving two plates, one plain for Izaya and the other for her. The ones in the tub could be for work, there were no dirty plates, so she knew he hadn't eaten. That had to be it. Taking her own, she took a small bite.
Kanra sat at her desk going through her old case folders. Cheating. It was a frequent topic with her clients, every one had partners that couldn't remain faithful. The signs were usually clear. Shizuo had seemed guilty... "No!"
"Hm? No what? Its not good to talk to yourself, Kanra. Where is Shizu-chan?" Izaya came around the desk to drape himself over her shoulder.
"Work, I think. He was up pretty early." Too early. "He made pancakes."
"...Did he? I missed seeing him in his new clothes. Maybe I should go and bother him. Ah! I still have that to find." Kanra said nothing, not wanting to pass her doubt onto the other informant. "Pancakes but no coffee, such a brute. What are you doing today?" The raven was already grabbing her clothes heading for the shower.
Izaya took a seat at his desk, waving as Kanra left the apartment to meet a client. He knew it was a lie. There was no doubt that the trainee informant had come to the conclusion that the blond was cheating on them. The thought had crossed his mind too. His hand came slamming down on the desk, his knife burying into the wood.
As much as he would like to follow after the protozoan, the blond knew his scent best, so much that he couldn't get within sight distance. For now he would let Kanra follow and see if it was true. And if it was...Well then the fortissimo would find himself in very hot water. He wouldn't allow any cheating from either of his lovers.
For now he had his own work to do. Finding a missing gun. Opening the drawer, Izaya smoothed the picture over his desk, yanking his knife free. "Now then. Where do I start with finding you?" For now he couldn't afford to worry about anyone. One mess up and it could all be over, that was the nature of the business he was in.
One of his phones began to ring. Fishing out the correct one in irritation, his eyes narrowed seeing the screen. Why would his sisters be calling him? Still at least they hadn't bothered him bursting through the door. Kururi didn't use the phone, unable to speak in normal sentences. "What do you want, Mairu?"
Izaya-nii! The other voice sobbed at the other end. His sister was strong and rarely shed tears. I can't find her. She's gone. The photo was slid back into the drawer.
"What do you mean?" It must be serious if his sister was crying and asking for his help. The two twins were little devils unless it came down to Kasuka or Kanra.
I don't know. We were getting ready for gymnastics, then she was just gone. Izaya-nii, please. Help me find her.
"Alright. Calm down. Where are you?" Listening to the broken sentences, the informant was already reaching for his coat, locking the apartment door. "I'm on my way." It was thanks to his two lover's that he was able to improve his relationship with his sisters. They still offered to get rid of him and other mean suggestions, yet they were still blood. He hadn't meant to corrupt them and now it looked like Kururi had been dragged into a bad situation.
Kanra wiped her eyes ducking around the corner. Shizuo hadn't gone to work with Tom, instead he was briskly walking through a growing crowd. It was thanks to her training she could easily follow, hugging the fur trimmed coat around her. Making sure she wasn't too close, Kanra tailed her suspicious lover perfectly, so much that Izaya would be proud.
Her stomach dropped though watching the blond stop outside a hotel. It was looking bad, she didn't want her hunch to be true, it would wreck everything, throwing the balance out once again. It was lucky that she had pocketed Izaya's collapsible binoculars. Instead of heading in after Shizuo, Kanra looked at the opposite building, quickly scaling her way up along the balconies.
From here she could see through the windows, now she only had to see if she could see the blond. The raven had almost climbed halfway before she caught sight of two people standing in front of one of the windows. One was unknown, a hooded sweatshirt hiding their identity, the other was the newly styled blond, the pair of them were embracing.
Kanra reeled back dropping the binoculars, down they fell lost somewhere on the ground below. "...Why?" She had never expected that this would happen, Shizuo loved them...so why? Quickly climbing down from the building the confused raven began running away from the hotel. What was she supposed to tell Izaya? Wiping viciously at her eyes to stop the tears from falling, she failed to watch the roads like she was supposed to.
With no Izaya and no Shizuo beside her, there was little she could do in the ice cold presence of the intimidating yakuza. The sleek limo slowly pulled up beside her, the tinted window winding down. "Well isn't this lucky? The door was pushed open, inviting her into the shadowed interior.
"Hello, Shiki-san." Kanra cursed as her voice wobbled. Her luck had run out.
"Come in, I'll give you a lift back home." That tone left no room for argument, it was more like an order.
Her feet moved unable to disobey the polite sternness, climbing into the limo, she nervously took a seat, jumping as the door closed. "I wanted to talk to you, It's a shame I haven't been able to catch you. I have an offer for you." The man smiled. "I don't think you'll refuse." Kanra swallowed tugging at the hem of her new navy skirt. Why did Shiki look so confident?