Slithers of discord
Kanra clenched her hands together squeezing her knees together. Izaya wasn't here and neither was Shizuo. The door was firmly closed, the engine starting up, the sleek vehicle rolling forward. Until it stopped she was trapped. A shiver ran through her feeling the cold aura around the elder raven.
Shiki was dangerous and Izaya had given her explicit instructions to keep away from him. Today she had failed and now she was forced to listen to his request as an informant. It would be rude to turn down Izaya's best client.
"I would like you to work for me." Crimson orbs widened still refusing to look at the man, her fingers nervously drawing patterns on her knee. "I've seen your work first hand. Doesn't it feel too cramped working with Orihara-san?" This wasn't happening. She couldn't bare to be apart from her lovers.
"I-I like working with Izaya-nii, he's teaching me everything." Biting the inside of her cheek Kanra forced her head to move gazing briefly into those dark eyes before she had to look away.
"That may be true, however I haven't seen you outside of the apartment unlike Orihara-san. The cases you are given are small and easy, correct?"
The inside of the limo felt suffocating, the expensive interior seemed to make everything seem smaller. It didn't help with the intimidating yakuza focusing all his attention on her making her feel like a small helpless child. "Izaya-nii doesn't want me in any...danger."
"Yet you can handle yourself. You could be so much better with proper guidance. I'm offering you a chance to grow away from Orihara-san's suppression. If you continue this way you will only be bound to small jobs, you will never surpass him." Kanra shook her head, she didn't want to surpass her lover.
"I-I'm not sure." If she straight out refused the man, he might do something to her or Izaya.
"I understand. You can think it through, I'm a patient man. Take your time. Its a big decision." Kanra blinked in confusion.
"What do you mean?" She could stay where she was couldn't she? Shiki smiled leaning back.
"You would be living with me. I can guide you, make sure you are the best at what you do. I would be your guardian, you can live how you want under my protection."
The trainee informant shrank back trying not to show her shock. "H-How I want?"
"That's right, you are originally male. Girl or boy, its no concern of mine. I believe this is your stop." She hadn't noticed the wheels had stopped rolling, the door held open for her. "Think about it and let me know you decision." Kanra nodded trying to stop her fingers trembling.
"...Thank you." Was her voice shaking? Was her fear obvious?
Climbing from the suffocating presence, her fingers gripped the top of the door for support, freezing as her name was called. Slowly turning around she gazed into those dark eyes. "I trust you won't make a mistake, who knows what could happen..." Taking a step back Kanra tried not to stagger, the door slammed shut. The driver didn't bother looking at her as he climbed in the drivers side. The dark tinted windows stopped her from seeing the yakuza but she knew he was staring at her from the inside.
"Keep it together. Keep it together." Biting her lip, Kanra watched Shiki leave her field of vision her legs finally giving way, slumping to the ground outside of her apartment. Was that the case? For her to regain her true identity she would have to leave her possessive lover? Fishing into her pocket, trembling fingers found her phone, going for the first speed dial. All her strength had vanished. Her chest ached hearing the constant ringing. Was she not that important to him any more?
The first time it went to voice mail, the second time her call was answered after several rings. Kanra? Is everything okay? Shizuo. At least he had answered. Kanra?
"...C-can you come and g-get me?" Why was her voice shaking so much?
...I'm at work at the moment. Where are you? Kanra let the phone slips from her fingers. Her lover wasn't at work he was in that hotel. Her vision blurred tears beginning to fall. He had lied to her.
Izaya stared down at his little sister, throwing her arms around him. The dark blue shorts and long white t-shirt did nothing to hide her figure. It was weird not seeing his two sisters together, even weirder that the loudest of the pair was clinging to him with tears running down her cheeks.
"You came? You really came?"
Truthfully he hadn't meant to corrupt his siblings, trying to keep a distance. In the end it hadn't helped, both of them becoming little devils. Mairu had become the loudest and Kururi the quietest. It was they had decided between them and that's what he had accepted. "Of course I did. Why wouldn't I?" They weren't close but if anything happened he would be there.
Mairu sniffed getting his jacket dirty. "B-because I try and get you in trouble and I would always handed you over to Shizuo so I could meet Kasuka." Izaya pushed her away sighing at the state of his favourite jacket. Crouching down,his arms wrapped around her shaking form.
"I'm here now, aren't I?" Gently yanking the hood back, he ran his fingers through her hair.
"Yeah. Thanks Iza-nii. But you know if I get to see Kasuka, I'll still give you up to Shizuo-nii." Izaya grinned. "Oh? It wouldn't matter, we live together." Mairu grinned scrubbing at her eyes. "Now where is your sister?" If anyone hurt the twins there would be hell to pay.
"We were getting ready for gym, then I turned around and she was just...gone. Kuru-nee doesn't leave my side. Find her for me." Izaya nodded standing back up, looking for a tissue in his pocket.
"That's my job. Come on, lets go find her." Out of the two twins Kururi was the quietest and most dangerous. Mairu would fix the situation, whilst Kururi would bide her time, her reactions deadly and volatile.
Together they checked the surrounding areas, the gym was clear. Next to him Mairu was trembling eyes wide as she clung to his arm. The pair of them had never been separated and by the looks of things it looked like they had become so dependant on one another that they wouldn't be able to go their separate ways. "Come on, lets keep looking."
Shizuo stared at his phone mumbling his younger lover's name. It sounded like she was crying. Scared and crying and he wasn't there. But shouldn't Izaya be with her? The call had been cut leaving him standing in confusion. There was a bad taste in his mouth knowing he had lied to her. Slipping the phone back into his tight jeans pocket, the faux blond glanced at the still halfway full tupperware box.
"I have to go." Back to his upset lover and find out who had dared make her cry. A hand rested on his own, swallowing thickly, Shizuo brushed it off.
"You're leaving?" Why was this so damn hard? "You promised you wouldn't."
"...I'll be back. I'll bring more food." Desperate arms clung to him refusing to let go.
"Stay. Please stay." As much as he wanted to there was still Kanra and Izaya.
"I can't. I'm sorry." Returning the embrace, Shizuuo closed his eyes wishing he wasn't in this situation.
"Why? Why can't you? Its because of them. Isn't it? Its always them. Do you not care about me any more." Shaking his head, he pushed a little harder than necessary.
"I'm sorry. I'll be back." Not wanting to listen to the loud sobbing, Shizuo slipped out of the hotel room closing the door behind him. Collapsing against it, the fortissimo slid down head in his hands wondering what the hell to do.
"There she is." Izaya slowed pointing at one of the tables outside a café. Kururi was sitting happily drinking what looked like a milkshake, opposite her sat a familiar teen and one he was wary of Aoba Kuronuma. "Ah." Glancing down his younger sister was looking downcast.
"Sorry Iza-nii. Looks like I called you for nothing. I didn't know she was on a date."
Kururi and Aoba, he couldn't say he didn't see it coming, the two were close. It would be a lot healthier than the twins current relationship. "Mairu?" His sister laughed covering her eyes.
"Ah, so that was it. She didn't tell me. I guess she didn't want me to know." Izaya said nothing knowing she was crying behind her hand.
His gaze narrowed seeing Aoba staring directly at him waving an arm. "Mairu, we're going to interrupt." There was something off with the entire situation and he didn't like it at all.
"It's fine. Lets leave them alone." Mairu mumbled quietly. Izaya sighed dragging her along.
Mere moments later he was standing beside the table, his younger sister staring up at him with a small smile. "Kururi, you should inform someone when you vanish." The smile didn't quite meet her eyes. Instead of answering him, the quiet twin left her seat knocking the milkshake onto the floor. She barged past him throwing herself at a red eyed Mairu.
"K-Kuru-nee?" Izaya watched the pair embrace each other, a slight tremble visible from the missing twin.
"They'll be fine. Now then should we talk?" Aoba was looking up at him mirth in his eyes and a smirk on his lips. "Somewhere private. We wouldn't want to get in the way of that." Turning around he could see his sisters lip locked. Shaking his head he silently moved past them gently tapping Mairu's shoulder.
In his pocket his phone was vibrating. Leaving it ring Izaya followed after the young raven, keeping his eyes peeled for any sign of a trap. "Don't I get a thank you?" They were far enough from his sisters.
"For making Mairu panic?" His sarcastic question was met with laughter.
"For protecting Kururi. That's the problem with you and Shizuo, you don't realise that people you care about can be harmed."
Izaya stroked along the flat side of his blade keeping his poker face up. "Kururi doesn't see me as a potential boyfriend, she only has eyes for her sister. But you already knew that." Aoba stepped closer his hand clenched into a fist. "I think this is meant for you."
Something cold was dropped into his open palm. "It was in the wall of the warehouse next to where she was tied up." Izaya stared at the silver bullet resting in his palm. "It looks like you've gotten your sister tied up in another mess."
Clenching his fist, the raven slipped it into his pocket. "Oh? I see. And why exactly would you be telling me this?" The teen rested against the wall.
"Because I intend to protect her. Even if its not that way, I'll still be in her heart and as the leader of the blue squares I will protect her." Izaya blinked admiring the teen's determination.
"Then do so. Lets see if you can. My sisters can handle themselves. Lets see if Kururi wants to be protected." Turning away, Izaya flipped up his hood heading home.
"Orihara Izaya. Where is Kanra-senpai?"The informant was already skipping through his precious humans. Too clean. Too easy. The whole thing had been a distraction and judging by the bullet he had a pretty good idea of who had arranged it.
Kanra sat in the meeting room slouched in the chair. Her phone was on the floor where it continued to flash signalling someone calling. Everything was falling apart. Izaya wasn't here and wasn't answering his phone, Shizuo was cheating on them and had lied about it. What was right any more? After the problems they had gone through to get together, shouldn't their relationship be unbreakable?
The raven sighed slumping further down. No, no relationship lasted forever. How many cases had she taken on that had proven that? "Kanra? Izaya? I'm home?" Her hands rested on the chair ready to pull herself up, heart pounding in her chest. But how was she supposed to face him? She knew where he had been.
"Kanra. Is everything okay?" There he was standing in the doorway, gazing at her with love and concern. Kanra nodded allowing herself to be pulled into a hug. "Did something happen?" She didn't know what scared her more, Shiki's offer or the fact their relationship might not last. Izaya would need to know but she knew he wouldn't take it well. For now though she could enjoy the warmth of her lover trying to ignore the fact that only a while ago he had been with someone else.
Izaya threw open the door panting harshly. Damn, he shouldn't have left her alone. "Kanra? Are you still here?" The door to the private meeting room was open, the raven sitting on the faux blond's lap resting against his chest. Izaya sighed glad nothing had happened, his gaze travelling over his lover's new wardrobe.
With a low whistle he moved closer. "Damn Shizu-chan. Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at work?" The protozoan had never been good at lying, looking at the wall beside him.
"Kanra called and seemed upset, so I asked Tom if I could leave early."
Without a word Kanra brushed the blond's arm away storming from the room. Izaya followed her movements with his eyes knowing there was something wrong. "...Did he? Tom-san is too easy going with you." His lover said nothing getting up from the chair. Izaya whistled again liking how snug those jeans were. He couldn't help reaching out and squeezing those fine globes.
"Oi. Hands to yourself."
But what had prompted the new change? Why was Kanra so upset? "Shizu-chan, if you want I can call Tom-san for you and apologize." In front of him his lover flinched.
"No that's okay. I'll go in early tomorrow." The smile was fake, the guilt in those coffee eyes evident.
"Are you sure? I could do it no-"
"Drop it, flea." His lover growled heading for the door. "I'm going for a smoke."
Izaya sighed hearing the door slam rattling against the hinges. Shaking his head the raven pushed open the door to the bedroom, where Kanra jumped into his arms sending them both to the floor. "Kanra? What's wrong?" The girl only sobbed burying her head against his chest. Why was everyone abusing his favourite coat today?
"Shizuo- Shizuo is- I followed him-" Izaya held her tight guessing at what she had seen. At least that was the only problem.
"Is that all? I'll deal with Shizu-chan. You didn't run into anyone else?" Crimson eyes looked away and he knew she had been caught by Shiki. The bullet was heavy in his pocket. Was the yakuza that determined to get his hands on Kanra? It was a little insulting to his reputation, since he was the best informant.
"Come on. I'll make us something to eat. Everything will be okay." He had his two lovers, all three of them were bound together and he wouldn't allow either one of them to walk away from their relationship.
"Really?" Kanra looked up hopeful. Shiki, Shizu-chan or the gun. Which problem should he deal with first? "Yeah. I'll make sure it will."