Crimson (DRRR!! Shizaya - Yaoi)

Chapter 7 : Thicker Than Blood

A/N : I DO NOT OWN DURARARA OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS!

Sorry for the late update >.<" I been having some problems in my family-life lately ;-;

But that’s okay! All’s clear now and I’m back to my weird and slightly ADHD-ish self! (Yay~)

And yeah, this is gonna be the last chapter for Crimson. It’s been a great ride tho :D

Enjoy~

 

--Sunday, 9am—

Ah.. This the best.. I sipped my morning coffee that taste more like a flavored milk because of how much creamer I out in it (Yeah, I like sweets. Big deal) It was the morning after that happened and thing seems to have settled a bit. I mean, what can possibly ruin this relaxing mor—

“NII-SAN!!!”

Oh yeah.. Forgot about Kasuka.. Shit.

Fast footsteps followed his screams before I can see him standing in the door frame, catching his breath. Horror was still written on his face and I can see him barely trembles. I did hope for him to not remember all that happened but that seems to be impossible for now.

I tried to keep my voice steady, “What’s wrong?” I asked. “L-last night.. He.. A-and you..” So he does remember.. I shouldn’t be shocked though.. “Last night? Uh..”

“What are you talking about?”

My fake confusion must have been TERRIBLE! But I think he believed in it.. “Last night? Well.. I got back home and I found you feel asleep in the sofa so I carried you to the bedroom. Did.. Uh.. Anything happened before that?”  

I lied. Of course that isn’t what happened. I found his unconscious body in the emergency exit path; must have fainted in some point. I was worried, but also kinda relief. His cut wasn’t too deep so I decided to just clean it after I bring Kasuka to the bedroom.

“Is that.. So?” He finally says after a moment of silent. “Then.. I guess it’s just a nightmare..” Yes! He believed in that! I mean that would also mean that my own brother is easily tricked, but still! The brunette then walked into the kitchen and grabs some cup to drink, as if nothing happened.

Well.. I guess he’s back to his normal self.. (A person who doesn’t give a fuck about anything, that is)  At least until he realized that scar on his neck.. But I’ll think of something! Probably..

Ring Ring

Huh? Unknown number.. but I picked up anyway. “Who’s this?” I ask, didn’t even bother to say “hi”. Actually, ever since that last unknown number call, I have never said “hello” whenever I gets an unknown number call. I know it’s rude, but can you really blame me? “Shizuo! It’s Shinra! Sorry I changed my number, hehehe..” *sigh* Thank God it’s only Shinra..

Shinra is one of my closest friends. We’ve known each other ever since high school, along with Kyohei as well, and he’s a great psychologist. He even have a psychology clinic in his house! … Don’t ask. Well, he has always been interested in human’s psychology since a long time ago. Yeah.. He was kinda a nerd (honestly, he still is) and his father is a psychologist as well.. So I guess that make sense. Oh, and you should definitely see his wife, Celty. I mean, damn she’s hot! …What? Nothing’s wrong with complimenting other’s traits right?

“Heh.. Thank God it’s you..” I jokingly said. “Whoa! What’s with the paranoid thoughts, Shizuo? Don’t tell me you have telephobia*?” Tele—What?! “Hahaha! Just joking! Nice throwback, right?” I smiled a bit. That damn four eyes and his science shits.. “Oh yeah, Shizuo.. About Izaya..”