The life with Izaya: Story 1 – You know too much.

A/N: This is a sequel to Domino Effect. can be read seperately but some parts make more sence if you read Domino Effect first c:

"Shizu-chan, please bring these papers to the archive...oh, and then you could make me some tea, I'm tired.", the informant said, typing an e-mail, his eyes focused on the screen.

The blonde frowned a bit, but took the papers and did as the informant asked him to. "You will lose your eyesight if you spend this much time at the computer...", he just said, heading to the kitchen area to make tea.

The informant turned in his chair to look at Shizuo with a mocking grin. "Oh? You care so much for me even though your lungs are by now probably as black as my hair. Pretty hypocritical of you, don't you think?" This just caused the blonde to growl angrily and approach the informant, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt. "I say this because I care, you flea."

Raising his hands to indicate that he surrenders, the dark-haired male chuckled "Well, I also said it because I care. You should learn to analyse me if you really are trying to understand me more. Now let me continue working, yes?"

Glancing towards the screen, the blonde frowned. He really didn't get what the informant was writing. It was neither Russian, nor English. That were Japanese hiragana symbols...but they didn't make any sense in the order in which they were placed. "Are you just pretending to work, flea?", he growled out as he realized that the mail was all gibberish.

"No, idiot. If you were to think a bit more and act and talk a bit less, you'd remember that I am an information dealer and that some information isn't supposed to come into wrong hands. So, only my customer and I know the code. And if he were to spread the word about the code...well, let's just say that he won't do that..", Izaya replied with a smirk, after which Shizuo let go of his shirt. "Well then, I'll finish this e-mail and then I have to go meet up with someone."

"But it's dark outside. Whom are you meeting in such a darkness, hmm?", the blonde hummed, putting the cup of tea in front of the informant.

"Ah, Shizu-chan. When it's dark it's the best time to give people secret information, don't you think? Oh...I get it! You are jealous and think that I will meet up with that person because I care for them more than I do for you. Too bad, I'm not intending to love a single human. And Celty will be soon marrying Shinra. So, there are no other monsters in the city beside you, right?", he watched the blond frown and grinned "Such thinking is called common sense. Besides, I'm way too comfortable with the things as they are now to make you hate me. But really, use your brain a bit more-"

He got cut off by a fist flying at him, which he successfully dodged. He ducked just like he used to do in school, but instead of attacking the taller male with his knife, he leaned up and gave him a sweet kiss. "Thanks for the tea, Shizu-chan~", he said in a childish manner, fetching his coat and putting it on, heading towards the door. Just as he was about to leave the apartment, he felt a strong grip on his shoulder which forced him to turn around and face Shizuo. The older male had a loving look in his eyes as he gently hugged the informant and kissed the top of his head. "Be careful. Even if Saika is gone, there are still people who want to kill you.", he said in a worried tone, causing the dark-haired male to laugh. "You have no confidence in my combat skills, do you?" Against the informant's expectations, the blond hugged him tighter.

"I do, I know how you fight and you are a good fighter. But if a gang attacks you while you are alone, you won't be able to fight them all at once.", he replied.

A hum left the informant's lips. "Are you saying that you want to accompany me?", he asked earning a nod from Shizuo. "Will you still want to accompany me if I say that you'll have to wait outside the building for me to return? It's secret information after all.." Another nod. "Say, since when are you so sentimental, Shizu-chan?" The taller male chuckled "Didn't you say that I always have been sentimental?" A sigh from Izaya was reply enough, yet the informant nodded "Alright, you can come with me, but if I see you eavesdropping on our meeting, I'll make sure that you will have a hell of a life."

The blond let go of Izaya and nodded "Yeah, yeah.", heading out with him after snatching the keys from the countertop. It was the first time they went out somewhere together for usually either one of them had to take care of responsibilities. "Uh...Izaya, if I ask you something, will you promise not to laugh?" The informant had his hands jammed into his pocket as they walked outside. "Depends. What is it?", he hummed curiously, grinning as he saw all the people on the streets. Shizuo sighed "Well, then I won't ask." as he took the shorter male's hand and held it as they walked. He didn't know why, but touching Izaya like that made him feel content and happy. Just as the informant was about to ask what that was about, he saw the happy, peaceful smile on the blond's lips and he had to smile himself as he intertwined their fingers. "You're an idiot, Shizu-chan."

They walked through the city holding hands and earned quite a few angry or disgusted looks, which made Shizuo angry. He kept on growling and throwing glares at people who stared at them in the wrong way. As Izaya noticed that however, he turned around and smiled a bit "Don't waste your nerves on people who are jealous. I'm rich, you're famous. What reason do you have to be angry?", he asked in a surprisingly calm tone before squeezing the taller male's hand gently and grinning in his usual manner again. "Besides, the building we are meeting up in is already right infront of us.", he added, pointing to a huge warehouse that was soon to be torn down. "Wait here, Shizu-chan, yes~?", he asked, but something in his voice and the determined glimmer in his eyes made clear that it wasn't a question. Before leaving the informant alone, Shizuo leaned down and kissed the shorter male's forehead, frowning "If something goes wrong, you better call me or I'll kill you." "You are so nice, Shizu-chan, well, you are just being yourself. I'll be right back.", he reassured, letting go of the taller male's hand and heading inside.

The meeting went well and Izaya was about to head back out hence it was over, but he didn't expect something heavy to hit his head. He wanted to call out for Shizuo, but his strength faded and he fell limp onto the ground. After all these years of experience he had made a mistake of a beginner, he acted carelessly and underestimated his opponent. A female stepped out of the shadows and smirked. "Good job. Get him to our HQ, yes? He won't be out long, so you have to tie him up. He knows too much about us." She flipped her hair as her underlings did as they were told to. After carrying the informant into their van which was disguised as a cleaning service van, they took off, raising Shizuo's suspicion. However, the blonde didn't dare to look into the warehouse just yet, since he knew that Izaya would be more than mad if he interrupted with his work. After lighting a cigarette, the former debt collector sighed. "Sure takes him long, hmm.." He was losing his patience, but told himself to at least wait until the cigarette was out. Inhaling the smoke deeply he kept the cigarette clenched between his teeth, only pulling it out to exhale smoke again. He just couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong, so he growled in anger, rubbing the lit cigarette against the wall of the warehouse to put it out before glancing in. Nobody was inside, much to Shizuo's distress. He walked in and after seeing the small droplets of fresh blood, he knew that Izaya didn't disappear willingly.

This situation made him furious...no, he was more than just furious, he was in rage as he sniffed the air. "Good thing that the flea's smell is so distinguishable.", he said to himself with a smirk, heading after the smell which he would have described as a terrible stench not too long ago. Where it has lead him has definitely surprised the blonde. "Yagiri Pharmaceuticals, huh? That brat Namie thinks that she can do whatever she wants, huh?", he growled out, grabbing the metal gate and tearing it down, heading in.

Not knowing anything of Shizuo being there, the informant frowned. Namie wasn't acting like he thought she would, apparently she took up on human trafficking again and since he had just sold information on that topic, she has captured him and the customer as well. Two muscular men held him in place as his hands were untied and he was being led to an operation table. "Well, didn't think you'd go this far, Namie-san. Sure is a pleasure seeing you weren't caught by the cops...yet.", he smirked, 'accidentally' stepping on one guy's foot, causing him to let one of his arms go. With that, the informant rolled over on the operation table and kicked the second person away. "Your underlings aren't the best, Namie-san. I got free just like that, it isn't even fun.", he said with a childish shrug, pulling out his blades and throwing them so that both muscular people were immobilized. "Now then. Do you mind if I leave?" The brunette nodded "Of course I do!"

Namie then whistled loudly and more people came storming into the room, causing the informant to sigh. "I'm not that interesting of a test subject, but I suppose that is the purpose you have brought me here.." The female nodded "Because you know too much." Izaya looked around the room for windows and wanted to head for one, but there suddenly was a loud bang just one floor down. "I guess my secretary arrived."

The raven rubbed the back of his head "How do I explain that I got in trouble...what a paaain." Namie cocked an eyebrow and crossed her arms "What can your secretary do, exactly? We are superior by both number and strength." Raising his index finger, Izaya waved it. "Just wait for him to arrive.." "Your secretary is a 'he'?", the female asked, looking rather confused.

"Izaaaayaaa-kuuun...", a deep growl resounded through the hall just behind all the people who surrounded the informant. "Didn't I tell you that I'll kill you if you don't call me?", he asked, and cracked his knuckles as he saw all the people surrounding the informant. He took off his sunglasses and lifted two of Namie's underlings into the air and tossed them out of the window, breaking the glass. "Didn't I tell you, Namie-san? Best secretary in whole Ikebukuro. I'm paying him twice as much as I pay you." The female watched her subordinates be beaten into a pulp and stuttered out "H-Heiwajima Shizuo...is your secretary..?" The raven nodded. "But I really gotta run now. If Shizu-chan catches me, I'll be punched again~", he said, happily running out of the facility just to see some of Namie's workers fly at him from behind. "Shizu-chan, it's not nice to throw people at me!" "Come back here, flea!", the blonde roared out, chasing the informant out of the facility and towards their apartment.

However, just before they reached the apartment, the informant turned around and ran towards the blonde, causing him to stop in confusion. Izaya used the moment of hesitation to lean up and give the taller male a small kiss. "Sorry for worrying you, I was about to get out of there anyway." What happened next didn't surprise Izaya much. A punch met his cheek and sent him flying back. "I took that one because I deserve it. I'd punch myself, but that would be weird.", he said, smiling as he looked up at the blonde. Shizuo leaned down and scooped the informant up in his arms and carried him into the elevator, holding him tight. "Hey, idiot, decide if you are angry at me or if you are in a cuddly mood." The blonde shook his head "I am not angry at you. It makes me mad that you try to handle all the things alone. You are not alone anymore. You have me, you have Shinra and Celty...and Simon probably likes you too. Share your troubles with us." The informant shook his head. "What do you know about me and my troubles?"

"I know one thing for sure Izaya...I know that you know too much for your own good. Selling information might be nice, but it is dangerous."

The informant laughed and grinned in his usual cocky way afterwards "Stupid Shizzy. I can protect myself just fine, but having you to protect me makes things a whole lot easier. Of course I know too much, but I am far from alone, I have you."