Welcome to Sinful desire~! *0*0*0*
Hehe with all these dark these dark themed stories I´m craving for some lighter stuff haha cx Well of course there will be drama, but not as bad as in the other stories x´D And SMUT *0* Lots of SMUT *0* *0* hohoho yes- xD
Sorry for being late by a day but I just wanted to make this a bit longer and also changed some things last minute xDD
Warning: lots of explicit sex scenes ahead C; xDDD Well then, I shall not keep you waiting much longer xDD This story will be updated every 14 days, just as all the other stories *0* xD
This isn´t spellchecked yet, gomenasai ;A; though I gave my best to keep my evil mistakes from your poor eyes xDDD
Enjoy~!
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ஜ Chapter 1: Incubus- halves ஜ
-Izaya´s point of view. Morning-
Loud knocks thundered through the apartment.
Izaya paused momentarily, his fingers hovering over the keyboard as his brown-reddish eyes trailed to the office door. Again the knock resounded, but he didn´t move, instead he just focused on his task again.
A sigh left his pissed secretary´s lips, getting up from her chair, her heels clacking as she made her way over to the entrance.
"You could open the door yourself, at least sometimes, you know?" she mumbled annoyed as she twisted the door handle.
"Why do you always keep me waiting, Izaya-san~?" it was a man who had spoken these words immediately as he stepped into the flashy office. He seemed to be of the same age as Izaya, wearing lots of boasting accessories though. Izaya didn´t seem to be wanting to even pay attention to the unwelcomed guest.
"I don´t know, could be because I hate your guts." The man grinned, closing the door behind him leaving Namie to stare at him oddly.
"And you are?" she asked, rather annoyed by the fact that he hadn´t even taken notice of her.
"Ah, how rude of me, I´m a friend of Izaya. Although, I don´t think it would be healthy for you to know more details." A snort escaped her lips.
"Healthy, what kind of shady business could you meddle in that I weren´t allowed to know of?" she irked an eyebrow rather amused by the faked cockiness of the man. With all these yakusa thugs and whoever roaming around in Izaya´s apartment time to time over again she doubted he could be any more dangerous than them.
"Namie you have the day free."
The woman blinked a bit surprised by her boss´ sudden words. While he didn´t seem to be paying any attention to the guy at the entrance at all and just kept typing onward he did seem like he meant what he said.
"Go home, I bet you would love to spend some extra time with Seiji, no?" Izaya just continued like that not looking at the two still. She frowned a bit though didn´t complain as she walked over to her desk to gather her things.
It was strange enough that Izaya just let her go without any hint of sarcasm, and that even though she only arrived half an hour ago- she certainly wasn´t going to pry further tough- what if he changed his mind?
"Well then, have fun with your not so healthy client." With that being said she walked over to the door, her heels clacking against the floor once more and a few second later after the door closed the only noise to be heard in the office was the clacking of keyboard keys beneath Izaya´s fingertips.
He still didn´t seem to be particularly interested in the guy that entered his apartment, at least not until the man approached the desk, stopping in front of it, one hand stuck into his left coat´s pocket and another leaning on the desk.
"Pretty assistant you have there." he hummed to gain the man´s attention.
"You think so? Guess our tastes vary." The raven finally answered and looked up from the keyboard with a hard stare. "So, why are you here? Our appointment is tomorrow." For a second the raven just stared at the guy- the man looking back with a hard expression, one that didn´t ask for an answer but that expected to be obeyed. Though after a second his expression changed.
"Appointment, what an odd way to put it," the guy smiled, almost laughing at his own words as he retreated from the desk.
"Are you still mad for what I did last time? Hm?" The raven frowned averting his glance as he drew his attention back to the computer screen. Various windows from different websites were opened and one word document in the middle of all.
The man shrugged.
"Okay, I don´t mind. Although..." he stepped back, approaching the door, with a grin on his face and his hand lingering on the door knob he turned around once more," are you sure you can endure that long~?" A disgusting grin spread over his lips and with that he left.
Leaving a certain informant to pause typing and stare at the closed door.
-Shizuo´s point of view. Morning.-
Annoying.
God damnit, couldn´t those stupid people leave him alone in the morning?! No!
They just had to mindlessly ride their bikes and NOT see him when he was walking down the streets! Knocking him over like- oh yeah, let´s knock that bartender clothes wearing guy over!
"What if I had been a kid huh?! Wanna run over a kid?!" People like that seriously pissed him off!
The guy didn´t even have any time to try and explain why he had been riding so fast and how he had not seen Shizuo, because the second he opened his mouth he was already being heaved up into the air- the first word he wanted to say stretching in a grown man´s scream as he flew all across the street.
People that were walking on the pavement to wherever turned around to stare at Shizuo, mum´s tugging their children closer and the ones near to Shizuo scurrying away quickly.
They already knew that it was safer to not get too close to the blond so early in the morning, but that man obviously didn´t know just who was walking here each day to get to work.
Still annoyed Shizuo threw the bike that was now laying there on the ground without its master onto he pavement.
Just one morning he would love to get to work without people already annoying him. Taking a look at a clock not too far from him he hurried up his steps.
Damn- and now he was going to be late as well-
Really a fucking great day.
Tugging the cigarette out between his lips and extinguishing it on the ground he opened the door to their little office.
"Good morning," he greeted as usual. Tom was already waiting there as well as their somewhat boss.
"Ah, Shizuo, I wondered where you were. Got held up or something?" It was Shizuo´s childhood friend with the dreadlocks who had asked the question. He shrugged as he walked over.
"Kind of. Some stupid biker decided I would make a perfect parking lot for his bicycle," the blond growled, getting annoyed just at the memory of it. Tom blinked.
"Ah... that poor biker-"
About every and each day started like that. Not that he got run over by random guys riding their bikes, no not that, but there was always someone annoying him.
Either it was the mailman or some stupid neighbor kids that thought he wasn´t as strong as the rumor said or there even were some thugs waiting for him right in the morning-
Inhaling the soothing dose of daily nicotine Shizuo followed Tom down the street. Really, all he ever wished for was peace, but it didn´t see he was going to get that anytime soon.
And of course then there was this certain flea that just topped the iceberg each and every day-
frowning the blond turned around, already catching up onto that lousy stench. Tom was talking to another one of those useless men that loaned money without ever paying it back- he was rambling about some story about his grandmother and stuff- yeah sure, as if anyone would believe that. But Shizuo was interested in an entirely different thing anyway.
"I will be right back Tom-san," he growled, stepping away from the house as he followed the smell.
"Ah, sure, don´t cause too much damage to the city though..." the last words faded out a bit as Tanaka Tom watched his friend turn around a corner. A sigh left his lips as he turned towards the men again- a man who had already scrammed-
"Come on-"
-Izaya´s point of view.-
"IZAYA!" roaring the beast thundered through the streets- innocent lamp posts, roads, pavements and even buildings got torn up by a stop sign, wielded by no one other than Shizu-chan himself.
Without any effort the agile raven maneuvered himself out of any dangerous situation, evading all makeshift projectiles that were aimed at him with ease- which only caused the brute´s anger to escalate further.
Sign after sign was thrown as the raven kept dodging, it was only when a lamp post missed him by more than a few meters that he paused to shake his head in mockery.
"Shizu-chan, are you even aiming at me?" Satisfied Izaya saw a vein pop on Shizu-chan´s forehead- yes, that´s was exactly what he wanted.
One, two knives left his hands while running away from the monster- Shizu-chan keeping to dash after him even though they pierced his precious clothes.
Really now that brute never held true to his words- he claimed to hate violence yet used it on a daily bases, he claimed the clothes his brother gave him were precious yet he kept tearing them in their fights without even dodging-
That brute really was the epitome of contradictions.
Roaring the beast chased him, damaging the whole city until Izaya decided it was enough for today. He always thought it was funny how Shizu-chan thought he would be able to catch him one day when all it took for Izaya to disappear was to slip into a corner when the blond was distracted by ripping out a sign or blinded by the dust he whirled up when crashing into whatever-
And that´s exactly what he did.
The blond wasn´t looking for just a second- one of those thugs was suddenly getting into his way, rambling about how he seemingly threw his bike after the flea, but even though Shizuo didn´t pay that guy any attention, the few seconds he got distracted were enough for him to look up and not be able to spot the flea anymore.
That´s always how it freaking went.
Always.
Shizuo was raging, yes, mad as fuck that he got away again- but on the other hand he hadn´t expected anything less form the flea. That´s always how things went, that cockroach just slipped away sooner or later.
Annoyed he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, lighting it as he turned around to walk back to Tom. He had stayed away quite a bit- Usually their fights ended sooner with other people involving themselves into the chase and holding them up- but today it was one of these days he just spent chasing that stupid flea all day.
The sun was setting already and his clothes... ah...
Now that he looked down himself he noticed that he had torn them up pretty bad. He should have avoided those blades after all.
And so his day went on. Just as usual. He returned to Tom who was still searching for that guy that fled- and that being said they didn´t find him anymore. Whether he ran away, left the city or was just hiding somewhere wasn´t anything they would know.
Guilt accompanied Shizuo again as he walked back the street he came from, the same people as in the morning taking their distance for him as the monster of Ikebukuro returned home and again he had to think of that stupid ass smirk playing along flea´s lips.
It was only when he spotted a certain younger brother that the frown on his face relaxed.
"Kasuka," There he was, the idol Yuuhei Hanejima, right in front of his apartment's door. Expression staying stoic as usual he stepped away from the door. He had obviously been waiting for his older brother´s return.
"Mind if I come in?" the blond shook his head quickly walking over, his mood bettering in just a few seconds. really, when his brother was there he felt like he didn´t need to worry about his strength or anything- He was almost like a tranquilizer to Shizuo.
Maybe his little brother knew that and that´s why he never showed expressions- but that was just an idea he had.
"So, how are you?" he asked once they got inside the apartment- cringing a little at his own messiness he noticed that he didn´t quite clean up before heading out. But Kasuka didn´t even seem to notice.
"Ruri is the other puzzle piece." Shizuo blinked, taking a second before he understood- a smiled spread over his face.
"Seriously? That´s great." It was great.
It really was-
Kasuka was a half. Their father had been an incubus. Their mother was human.
Yeah, no joke.
It was a common thing in society at the moment- and they were feared.
It was almost as if they degraded them to vampires or something equally evil that would kill them at night.
Truth to be told most incubus were dangerous- simply out for pleasure, no matter if the opposite wanted it or not. Their father wasn´t one of that kind of course but there had been too many cases of rape, too many cases of incubus capturing women or men in a room and using them for sex. Today's societies goal was to kill every single and each of these incubus.
And then there were them.
Children between Incubus and humans – halves.
They were different, and rare, very rare. Most didn´t even live long. While incubus fed on simple sexual energy, halves couldn't do that.
They needed their own kind. A half could only get energy to live by other halves.
Kasuka was one like that- When he was 10 it started- Shizuo still remembered it too clearly. They were walking home, just as usual, it was before Kasuka´s career as a film star started Shizuo was rambling about some thugs that had again wanted to fight him and how he just wanted some god damn peace.
It was then that Kasuka started to act weird.
- Past. Shizuo´s point of view. -
"Seriously. They piss me off! Can´t they just leave me the fuck alone?!" raging Shizuo kicked a few stones with his feet as the two walked home from school. He had waited for Kasuka in front of the school gate since their mum was worried about any thugs approaching his little brother.
Of course he had waited.
Although, the thugs didn´t wait for his brother, but him.
Annoying little shits-
"I swear, if they ever come back again I will beat them up for good-!" Truth to be told they ran away right after he ripped a sign out of the pavement.
"Kasuka?"
It was normal for the brunette to not say anything while he rambled about things that annoyed him, but glancing at him, something seemed off. Shizuo´s anger dissipated as he took a closer look on his brother.
"Are you okay? You look a little pale," he mumbled, noticing that he did seem like there was something wrong.
However, Kasuka just shook his head.
"I´m fine. Just a little headache is all." The still non blond dyed boy hummed, figuring that there was something wrong then after all.
"Let´s just get home quickly so mum can take a look at you," Shizuo suggest, taking the hand of his younger brother only to feel his hand-... slip through it? Blinking Shizuo turned around thinking he had just missed it, but the he noticed something strange.
His hand was… fading away? He tried to grab it but his hand just went through it without any warning-
"What the-"
-Present. Shizuo´s point of view.-
It was only then that Shizuo learned about their father´s true nature. He appeared almost at the same time Shizuo´s hand went through Kasuka´s, walking up to them from a corner. Later Shizuo was told that his father had been watching them for a while, already knowing that one or even both of them could turn into a half-
It just was that way- if an incubus or a half, it didn´t matter which of them, didn´t get any energy for more than a week, then they pretty much just disappeared.
He told him about it. How Kasuka was a kind of incubus.
He took him away, saying he had already found someone in case it got transferred.
As kids, halves only needed kisses but eventually they needed more. It was odd to think about it, but over the course of time he got used to it.
Without a trace and it took only a few minutes starting at the hands.
Shizuo wasn´t like that at least… In some children that gene got carried on, the one that needed energy to not disappear, in some cases it didn´t. He was glad he didn´t need that sort of thing. If he had he would just end up hurting even more people in a way he would never want to.
He was the thing his father called the opposite puzzle piece. He didn´t need sex, or any other close proximity, but he was one that could give that sort of thing to another half. Not that he had ever met anyone except for his brother, considering how rare they were as it was. But yeah. He was glad his father already had someone for Kasuka.
"That´s really great actually," he mumbled a bit relieved.
Seeing as someone who was a half needed to have sex with someone else on a constant basis it was almost impossible to find love.
He wasn´t quite sure what Kasuka felt for that girl, but they way he spoke about her did insinuate that if he cared about anyone in that way, then it was probably her.
-Izaya's point of view-
Frowning Izaya let himself slump into bed. It wasn´t even late, the sun was still up but he already felt that scorching headache approach.
Aha... that´s what he got for waiting wasn´t it? Trying to avoid the inevitable. He knew he was being risky but whatever had he done in his life that wasn´t?
He felt a little stupid for even trying and yet he couldn´t help but keep at it.
He hated what he was. And he hated what it made him do- in so many aspects he wouldn´t even be able to name them all.
He cursed his father.
All too often he did, cursing him every second he tried to fall asleep. That headache accompanying him, knowing, what would come tomorrow and how inevitable it was.
And that no matter how hard he tried... it seemed he just couldn´t avoid this curse-
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To be continued~ xDD
Well then, even though nothing "happened" *cough cough* smut *cough cough* yet, I do hope the first chapter intrigued you a bit xD And for those that are curious, YES there will be smut soon- SOON
aka- next chapter xDDDDDD
Haha, sorry for being a day late again. Stuff just came up and then I decided to rewrite the first chapter and yeah xDDD
See you in 14 days *0* this story is updating every second Sunday as well C;