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Chapter 1: Discovery

My head hurts DX but I wanna write!

Any who~

Please enjoy while I hold my head in pain :D

He was soaking. His clothes were fully drenched, and the rain still seemed to be pouring down in sheets. A sigh escaped the raven-haired mans lips, he was shivering from the icy water. The only reason he was out there was because he had to go meet with some clients, who told him after about an hour of being out in the rain, that had some business they need to take care of today.

Izaya shivered, pulling his jacket tighter around his thin frame. He didn't like to be out in the rain, it made him tired, and he usually gets sick. He prayed that he wouldn't run into Shizu-chan in this weather.

"I-ZA-YA-KUN!" hollered out a familiar booming voice.

'God dammit.' the raven cursed his luck as he turned to face the angry ex-bartender. "Why hello Shizu-chan~!"

The other was glaring, as if the harder he glared the more the little flea before him would disappear, "Haven't we had this conversation before? My name is Shizuo Heiwajima. Try and get it right!" he yelled as he grabbed a trash can and threw it at the smaller man.

Izaya easily stepped out of the way, "How mean Shizu-chan~" was all he said before he turned to run when a wave of dizziness engulfed him.

Izaya didn't move. Shizuo decided to cautiously step closer to him. He noticed that Izaya's usually mischievous reddish-brown eyes were slightly unfocused. After a few seconds of consideration Shizuo ripped a stop sign out of the ground, bringing it back to swing at the smaller man.

Just as he was about to swing, Izaya felt the dizziness overwhelm him, and fell to the ground. After the rough landing he saw that the edges of his vision were being prodded by dark black shadows. His gaze shifted upward as heavy footsteps became louder and louder, even though the rain made it even harder to hear. "Flea?" said a loud voice just above him.

Izaya, who was still smirking, replied with, "Shizu-chan, put that great strength of yours to use and throw my to Shinra's place." he whined.

Strong hands lifted him, making him stand back on his feet, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Izaya opened his mouth to reply when another wave of dizziness made his vision go dark. A small "please" escaped his lips before he slumped forward; body completely limp. The ex-bartender caught his small body, slightly shocked that Izaya had said please. He looked down at the unconscious informant, seeing his small form shiver. 'What the hell?' he then noticed how cold ,and soaked, the other was.

"Dammit flea." he muttered under his breath he picked up the raven, and moved him out of the rain. Under the temporary shelter Shizuo set the other on the ground, his hand brushing against the others forehead. Pausing, Shizuo felt the others forehead. 'Dammit, he's got a fucking fever.' sighed the tall blond before taking out his cell phone.

For some reason he really wanted Shinra to answer almost immediately. It rang once. Twice. Three times before the doctor answered, "Hello? Shizuo?" was the first thing the latter said.

"Shinra… I think the damn flea is sick." said Shizuo, wishing he could take out a cigarette, but knew it would be hopeless as it would easily get drenched from the rain.

"Sick?" Shinra seemed surprised, "… was he out in the rain again?"

"Yeah why?"

"No reason! Just get him over here!" and with that the line went dead.

The bodyguard sighed, he really didn't want to have to carry Izaya, but decided the quicker he did this the faster he'll be able to get away from him. Shizuo walked over to the sick man, picking him up, and moving him so that he was carrying him piggyback style. 'Today is not my day.'

Shizuo decided to stick to back alleys, and to avoid as much people as possible. He really didn't want anyone to see him carrying the informant. After carrying him piggyback style, he decided to switch to carrying the younger man bridal style, since his shirt was getting even more wet.

Unbeknownst to him he was seen, by Erika in fact. The brown haired girl looked out the window to the van, to see Shizuo carrying Izaya. Erika felt her heart swell with some happiness, and let out a fan girl squeal. "SHIZU-CHAN TOTALLY HAS THE HOTS FOR IZA-IZA!" she squealed at the top of her lungs.

Flinching at her high pitched squeal, Shizuo immediately turned down an alley, away from Erika.

When Walker, Kadota, and Saburo walked out of the small store with some snacks and saw the squealing girl, they just had to ask, "What happened?"

"Shizu-chan was carrying Iza-Iza on bridal style! It was totally yaoi love right there!" she shouted rather loudly.

Kadota just looked at the girl with a 'Are you fucking serious?' look before shaking his head, "No way would that ever happen. The day that does happen will be the day that Shizuo doesn't hurt Izaya for a whole day."

Saburo just walked over to the drivers side of his van, "Get in the back." was all he said to the female otaku, who whined, "But it's true! I saw it with my own eyes!" before getting into the back of the van.

"Maybe they were someone else?" asked Walker as he too got in the back.

Kadota sighed as he turned his attention back to eating some of the food he bought.

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"Hurry up and open the fucking door!" roared Shizuo, who was still holding the drenched Izaya.

The door swung open to reveal Celty, who stepped out of the way to allow them both to come in. "Thank you my love~!" cooed Shinra, which earned him a jab in the stomach. "Alright, lets… put some towels on my couch first before you set him down."

After putting some brightly colored towels (with Hawaiian flowers on them), Shizuo set Izaya down on the couch, moving to allow Shinra to check on him. The doctor put a thermometer in the ravens mouth, waited a few seconds, before taking it out. "The good news is that he doesn't seem to be showing any signs of having pneumonia, but he does have a fever of 103.5 degrees Fahrenheit."

"Great, now I can get away from him and have a peaceful life for a little while." said Shizuo as he started walking toward the door.

"Wait Shizuo! You don't understand! You have to help me!" called Shinra.

The bodyguard stopped, "Why?"

"You've never dealt with Izaya's when he's sick. When he has a fever, he sleeps a lot and can't take care of himself."

"Why can't that secretary of his take care of him?"

"Well…" Shinra shuffled his feet nervously, "You see he sleep walks. But that's not all he does, he'll use parkour, run, jump, climb, etc. Oh he will throw knives! And as for his secretary not taking care of him; one, there's no way she could handle him, and two, she just doesn't care."

"Why me?"

"Because you're probably the only one to keep up with him!"

The blond grunted, shaking his head, "Hell no. I want my peaceful time, not time spent with that louse." he pointed toward the still unconscious raven, whose face was now flushed from his fever.

"Please Shizuo! I'll stop by everyday and help if that makes it better!"

[You could hold this over Izaya's head.] typed Celty.

Shizuo took a moment to picture that. Grinning when he thought of being able to hold it over Izaya that he, Shizuo, could very well hurt him anytime he wanted. "Fine. But you better stick to you promise." was all he said before picking Izaya up off the couch again.

Holding the thin form bridal style, the ex-bartender left. "Maybe they won't kill each other? Maybe love will bloom~!" Shinra said as he spun around in a circle.

Celty then proceeded to punch the brunette in the stomach.

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His head hurt. His head felt as if he was getting hit with a hammer over and over, again and again. The other thing that he felt was that he was on something soft. Most likely a couch or a bed. It didn't smell like Shinra's house, so he had to be somewhere else. 'Don't tell me.'

After forcing his eyes to open with much effort, Izaya realized he was in Shizuo's house. He also realized that he wasn't wearing his clothes. Instead he was wearing just a very big shirt and some boxers. What the hell? "Well it looks like the flea is awake." said his worst enemy.

Izaya grimaced, the blonds loud voice sent a wave of pain through his head. "I swear Shinra is trying to kill me. What if I get hungry? Shizu-chan's bound to poison it or something." he thought aloud.

"I'm not like you flea. I wouldn't hurt someone when they can't fight back." muttered Shizuo before looking at Izaya.

Izaya was shaking, and his face was flushed a light pink. He could tell the smaller man was sweating by him wiping his forehead. The reddish-brown eyed mans jet black hair was tousled from moving in his sleep. "Hungry?" asked Shizuo.

Those reddish-brown eyes turned their gazes on him, meeting the mocha eyed stare, "You'll probably poison it."

With a huff, Shizuo stood and decided to go make some soup.

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"Wake up." ordered Shizuo, shaking Izaya's thin shoulder.

After making the soup the bodyguard came into the living room to find Izaya asleep, and curled up into a ball. Said raven sat up, rubbing his eye sleepily, "Shizu-chan? Let me sleep…" he grumbled before turning to go back to sleep.

"No you don't." a strong hand reach out and grabbed his shoulder, turning him around, "Eat."

Giving Shizuo a dirty look, Izaya ate the soup, nearly gagging in the process. He could never really keep his food down when he was sick. "I can't." he whined.

"And why not?"

"Because it makes me sick!" he complained, though the soup tasted good, he just couldn't keep food down when he was sick.

"Is it that bad?"

"Of course it is Shizu-chan! A brute made it."

Shizuo just glared at Izaya before getting up, "I'm going to bed, sleep wherever you want."

Izaya immediately fell asleep, his sickness making him tired.

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Izaya woke up feeling like his back hurt, 'This couch isn't comfortable.' he thought. Though the only other place to sleep was…

God dammit.

Willing himself to get up, and with much effort, walked to Shizu-chans room. He opened the door a little to peek inside, only to see Shizuo fast asleep. Opening the door, Izaya shuffled in the room. He really needed to sleep and the couch was to lumpy, so with much mental effort, he climbed into the bed. "He's taking up a lot of room…" Izaya whispered to himself before moving his position to where he could push Shizuo with his feet.

Gradually, Izaya managed to kick Shizuo out of the bed, grinning when a loud Thunk! met his ears. The raven turned around, and was out like a light. Shizuo on the other hand, woke up when he hit the floor. "What the-?" he peeled himself off of the floor, and looked around to see what pushed him off the bed.

Anger built inside his chest when he saw it was Izaya that pushed him off. "Fucking louse!" he cursed under his breath before getting up.

A wave of tiredness swept through him as he stood up, "Well… I'm too tired to deal with you right now." he said to the sleeping form on the bed.

Without another word he laid down on the other side of the bed, and fell asleep.

Yessss

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