Frail Words Collapse was a fail. So yeah. DRRR!! Rp time. >w>''

 

Shizaya, aka ShizuoxIzaya from the anime Durarara!! is definitely a favorite of mine. They hate each other, but fangirls will warp a burning hatred into a burning passion. So, without further ado, let's ROCK THIS THING...KINDA. MAYBE.

 

Zexion/Ienzo, commence first post.

He dialed 911 quickly, explaining his plan. "Well, if I call the cops and tell them a shooter is in the building next to us, they'll have to evacuate the place, confiscate any suspicious items and arrest him." He said, holding the phone to his ear as he snuggled into Shizuo's chest protectively.

 

((Been an hour. Leaving now.))

Shizuo nodded, smiling at how simple but effective the plan spud before deadpanning.

 

"Wait...Izaya. You're a wanted man. You can't call 911, that'll lead to the police and then..." He trailed off, frowning at the thought. If the police came to thank him or ask him how he knew of the shooter, he'd get arrested. And that would mean the closest Shizuo ever got to him would be between a thin plate of glass...

 

((BRB, eating dinner~))

Izaya rolled his eyes. "I know that. But what's nice about my phone is that it can't be traced or recorded. If I just say the address of where he is, they'll never know who called. And," He paused to laugh. "You forget that I'm also a female over the Internet... Disguising my voice will be simple. After all, I don't do things without taking precautions first."

 

((DAMN IZAYA. YOU SCARY.))

((I fell in love with him all over again ))

 

Shizuo blinked before grinning, kissing your forehead. He couldn't help bit be pleased at how clever Izaya was and it really made him want to do him all over again expect more passionately. And he probably wouldn't stop until satisfied.

 

"Clever move." The blond pressed himself closer, noticing the impatient flicker from the other building, feeling uneasy again. He was really hoping he wasn't leaving any open spaces...

Izaya took note of the flicker as well. But by the angle... It was probably a flash of a silencer. Meaning he was standing down until Shizuo moved. He was safe for now, but he had a bullet in his arm that needed to be taken out. He wanted to forget about that right now, modifying himself into Kanra again and explaining everything to the authorities... He also used an alias, just to be safe. He closed the phone, giving a light sigh of relief. "We have ten minutes to spare... They bought it."

Shizuo sighed, relieved, and rested his head on Izaya's shoulder, feeling it quiver. He lowered his gaze and frowned, seeing the rapidly increasing blood dripping down his forearm. It was a tough decision, especially since Shinra couldn't come to patch him up. Just because the shooter wouldn't shoot him didnt mean he wouldn't shoot Shinra given the perfect aim...

 

"How's your arm?"

"Ah, well it's numb now... So I'll take that as a bad thing." He frowned, but the smile he wore quickly returned as quickly as it had left. "But as long as I'm with you, I'm sure I'll be fine~"

"That...I wish the police would get here...you need to be tended to." Shizuo mumbled, still touched Izaya felt he'd be safe with him. But he wanted Izaya to be safe in reality. He wanted him to not be bleeding practically to death. This was bad to him...really bad.

 

"Izaya...I love you, you know that right? So you trust me?"

"Yes, I do... Why?" He asked, not even the slightest bit skeptical at what he was planning. He didn't want him to do anything rash before the police get to the other building and take down the shooter. He didn't want him to move, let's put it that way. The faster the police come and the faster he gets to Shinra the better.

He kissed Izaya's forehead, glaring up at the building and then at the small first aid kit across the room next to the fire hydrant on the opposite wall. It would be tricky and risky but he could do it if the shooter was off guard.

 

"I need you to believe I can do this. Any longer and you will lose to much blood. I need to get the kit over there. There will be gauze in there, and I can delay the blood flow long enough for Shinra to get here. Do you trust me enough to run over there?"

((Fire hydrant? Lol, you mean fire extinguisher? xDD))

 

Izaya blinked. NOOOO is what he was thinking. But it came out as a 'yes'. "I...." He paused before nodding solemnly. "Okay...But hurry up, okay?" They had three minutes before the police would arrive.

(( I couldn't think of the name!))

 

Shizuo nodded before kissing Izaya passionately. Just in case he firetrucked up. Just in case...he made the mistake in leaving him. He found himself tracing the male's shoulders, trailin down his sides before launching himself off of Izaya across the room, grabbing the first aid kit in a split second. From the time he reached half way back and saw the shooter raise his gun he growled, practically sprinting. And he made it just as a shot was fired and he laid flat against Izaya, though not crushing him, the shot skimming past the top of his head.

 

"Thank God..."

((I love how he molested Izaya before he got up. xDD))

 

Izaya was thankful he wasn't. He clearly saw the bullet traveling across a piece of his hair, and nothing more, but just to be safe... "You're okay, right?" He asked curiously.

 

Sirens. He heard them.

((Well I would to if there was a 75% chance he could die.))

 

Shizuo nodded, breath slightly shaking. He opened the kit quickly and made fast work of patching up Izaya's arm, stopping the bleeding sufficiently. Thank God he had made it, thank God Izaya was alive and okay and that they could be okay. And--

 

--and damn everything he just said as a shot fired and this time, it was equipped to kill. Shizuo felt searing hot pain from his neck to his shoulder as blood drizzles out of the wound just below the important vain pulsing reverently. Immediately his hand slapped onto it and looking up he saw the shooter getting tackled to the ground and people rushing out of the bathroom. He didn't miss the smirk aimed his way though as he toppled to the side, falling off Izaya.

 

"C-Call Shinra...!"

Izaya gasped, quickly dialing his number. In panic mode, he quickly pulled on his clothes and wrapped gauze around his wound to ease the pain and stop the bleeding. With that, Shinra was on his way -- and fast.

 

"Y-You'll be okay!"

Shizuo laughed slightly, rolling his eyes the best he could.

 

"I should be, u-unless its bleeding a lot." He mumbled as an afterthought, reaching a hand up to carress Izaya's face. He looked a bit pale from this level. Wonder why?

 

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! I'm more worried about you..." He put his hand on Shizuo's, squeezing it tightly. "Shinra said he'd hurry... So y-you're gonna live!"

He was touched by Izaya's concern but even he knew it might not be the case. Shinra was talented, no doubt about it. But Shizuo didn't believe he would have the precision to pull out the bullet in his neck without accidentally tearing the manor vain just above it that held one of two pulses. He just couldn't find it possible. He flinched as some blood leaked between his fingers and he ground his teeth, pushing harder to cause pressure to stop the flow. In response he merely gave a pained nod, eyes looking a bit cloudy.

 

"H-He better. Think I'm losing feeling in this shoulder..."

Izaya gave him an apologetic look. "I love you, Shizuo." He wanted him to know that if he didn't live through this.

~~~

Shinra shook his head, taking off his gloves and looking at Izaya. "...How'd it go?" His voice was dull and questioning, his gazed locked to the ground. If it was bad news, he didn't want to be told to his face. Shinra took a deep breath before saying it. "It was a success...But,"

 

"I'm afraid the artery that was hit had a direct impact to his arm. We had to surgically remove it and equip him with a prosthetic one."

((Oh wow o_o Prosthetic arm? Shizuo probably works it better then Ed Elric ))

 

Shizuo flinched, blinking blearily as he awoke from the drug induced slumber Shinra had set on him to give the least amount of pain to him during the surgery. Once he was somewhat awake Shizuo registered two things. His left arm just barely twitched when he tried to move it. And then an onslaught of pain shot through his shoulder and he fought the urge to give a whimper of pain. Shizuo? Whimper? Highly Unlikely. He bit his lip, looking down at his left arm, only to have his eyes widen and slightly fall. His arm had been replaced with a prosthetic one. No wonder it hurt like a bitch where it connected to him...

"Can I see him now?"

"Yes, he should be awake by now."

~~

He came in slowly, seeing that he was awake and approached him. "....How's your new arm?"

Shizuo looked up briefly in hearing Izaya's voice, giving a soft smile. Shrugging his one good arm, he made an iffy face, laying back in his pillow.

 

"It's alright...just...it's a bit sore I guess, can't really move it." He admitted, looking down slightly.

"Nn," He made a face, holding his good hand. "I hope you can get better soon, then... Or at least learn to use your arm without it hurting so much..." He looked away quickly, slightly embarassed to be saying such a thing...

Shizuo blinked, before smiling and pulling Izaya down to lay on his chest, stroking his silky black hair gently. He couldn't help but smirk, nuzzling his head softly.

 

"So you cared~?" He inquired, a soft lilt in his voice as he took a small intake of air.

"Of course I cared," Izaya mumbled against his chest, blushing at the sudden display of affection and chuckling lightly. "Why wouldn't I? I mean... I do love you." He admitted, breathing a light, content breath of air as he smiled.