Loving the Monster's Sister 1

BigBrother!ShizuoXSister!ReaderXIzaya

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The girl typed furiously on her laptop, not missing a key. She pressed the enter key and smiled at the results it brought.

“Got it!” she said to herself. Pulling out her cellphone, she went to her contacts and pressed “call.”

“Hello?” a voice asked after a few rings.

“Sir, I’ve pinpointed the hacker.”

“Great! Where is he?”

“I’ll text you the directions and the name, then you can contact the police in Tokyo, he’s located in that area.”

“Got it. Thanks (y/n), I’ll call you tomorrow for your next assignment, you take it easy for the rest of the day.”

“Yes sir. Thank you sir.”

She hung up with a content sigh.

(y/n) Heiwajima was the little, twin sister of Shizuo Heiwajima. They were fraternal  twins, Shizuo took more to their father while (y/n) inherited their mother’s (e/c) eyes and (h/c) hair. There was something interesting about them when they were born, while Shizuo obtained inhuman strength, (y/n) was so very frail and weak, she could go bedridden for weeks. The doctors told their parents that while in development, Shizuo literally took all her strength, making her weaker than the average human. Shizuo soon found out about this and blamed himself for (y/n)’s weakened state. But one night, when ten-year-old (y/n) got up from bed to use the bathroom, she saw him sulking on the couch in the living room. She walked up and sat next to him, startling him cause she got there so quietly. She simply wrapped her arms around his and leaned her head against his shoulder.

“I love you big brother,” she said in a hoarse voice, currently, she was recovering from a cold. Those words struck a chord with Shizuo, and he took his sister into his arms gently, knowing how fragile she was. Since that day, he made it a point to always protect her and be her strength. When she did go to school, he’d keep the bullies away, when she’d start to feel sick, he would take her to the nurses office, when she felt tired, he would carry her on his back. He certainly lived up to his big brother name. As the years passed, (y/n) showed that what she lacked in strength, she made up for in brains. She was especially talented on the computer. When she was only sixteen, she could’ve immediately gone to college, but she chose to continue her high school experience and when she graduated, she was hired on the spot by the police force to track down hackers all around the world, seeing she was intelligent enough to catch them. This was a perfect job for (y/n), seeing as she didn’t have to be up and about, she did her work in the comfort of her bedroom and her favorite laptop, the one Shizuo got her as a graduation present. She was now living with Shizuo, in their two bedroom apartment, even though her job paid her extensively, she didn’t mind the simple life she had with Shizuo, she’d rather be with him then anywhere else. Plus he wouldn’t let her go anywhere far from him, keeping to his promise to always protect her.

She stretched her muscles, deciding to get something to eat since all she really did all morning was track down a hacker who was stealing thousands of dollars from banks. Getting up, she went to the kitchen to get a snack. The sound of the door opening interrupted the silence that filled the place. She smiled and shouted, “Welcome home big brother!”

“Yo, (y/n).” She felt a large hand ruffle her hair and a kiss on top of her head.

“Why are you home so early?”

“Uhh . . . I kinda need another patch job.” (y/n) turned her head and sighed at the sight, Shizuo’s clothes wear sliced to shreds and embedded in his left arm were two pocket knives.

“Izaya popped his head around here again?” she asked with a small smile. Shizuo rubbed the back of his head and let out a low growl,

“Little flea thought it’d be funny to throw a sneak attack on me,” he looked down at the knives in his arm, “literally.” (y/n) shook her head and led Shizuo to the sofa. As he removed his shirt, she went into the bathroom and got the first aid kit.

“Honestly Shizuo, can’t you just ignore the guy?” she asked, gently yanking the knives out and dabbing the wounds with alcohol.

“After everything that maggot has put me through, highly doubt that’s ever gonna happen, he just pisses me off.”

(y/n) tugged at the knot she made on the bandage to keep it in place. She kissed it and said, “Just make sure he doesn’t kill you, if you were gone,” she took one of his hands into both of hers, “I . . . . I don’t know what I’d do.” Shizuo placed his other hand over hers, “Don’t worry (y/n), nothing’s gonna stop me from keeping my word on keeping you safe.” (y/n) smiled sweetly at his, “Thanks Shizuo, you’re the best big brother ever,” she kissed him on the cheek, making him blush.

“Uhh, yeah . . . . . right. Gah!” He abruptly stood up from sitting, “Don’t go all mushy on me (y/n)! You know I really don’t know how to handle those kinds of situations!” (y/n) giggled at her brother’s embarrassment. As she packed the kit, she said, “Well, now that you’re here, how bout I make us something to eat?”

“I’ll do it, you just take it easy.”

“Shizuo,” (y/n) whined, “I’m able to do at least that much, I’m not as weak as I used to be.”

“But you’re still not strong.” (y/n) huffed and stomped her foot, “I’m making us something and that’s that!”

“Ugh, fine, but call me as soon as you don’t feel up to it. I’m gonna take a quick snooze.”

(y/n) found what she needed to make fried eggs and rice balls. Even though she didn’t cook much, (y/n) read cookbooks cover to cover and followed instructions to a T, resulting in her really good homecooking. After setting the table, she called Shizuo to eat. He entered, wearing a long-sleeve white shirt and still in his bartender pants.

“Smells great (y/n),” he said, taking his seat.

“Thanks, lets eat.” They picked up their chopsticks and enjoyed the meal.

“That bartender top is history, isn’t it?” (y/n) asked after the meal. Shizuo sighed, “Yup, that’s the third one this month.”

“I’ll order you another set of uniforms.”

“Huh? You don’t have to do that!”

“Let’s face it Shizuo, as long as you continue to hate Izaya, those uniforms only last you a week at times. And don’t worry, my job pays me too much anyway.”

“Oh fine, just don’t spend your money carelessly.” (y/n) sighed and hugged Shizuo from behind, “If I’m spending it on you, then it’s not carelessly spent.” He blushed from the comment.

“Whatever.”

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That evening, as (y/n) relaxed by playing an online game she downloaded, her phone began to ring.

“Hello?” she said once she answered it.

“(y/n)? Hey, we’ve got another one, I would’ve waited till tomorrow, but this hacker has been getting into police reports and files, it can’t be ignored and must be stopped as soon as possible.”

“I understand, I’ll get right to work on it.”

“Thank you (y/n), call me when you hit a lead.”  With that, the officer hung up and (y/n) got right to work. Hours went by, and (y/n) began to get frustrated, no matter how close she seemed to be getting answers, the chance seemed to slip by her. She took a moment to stretch her back and arms.

“Ugh, what’s going on?” she said to herself, “I’ve never worked on something like this for this long. Gah!”

She continued with what she was doing, pulling every trick she knew, trying to pinpoint the hacker. Sadly though, all (y/n) was able to find out was the hacker lived in Shinjuku.

“But that doesn’t narrow down the field at all. Shinjuku is a pretty big place, it’s not like officers can go to every residence in the area, knocking at doors and taking in suspects.” She rubbed her head, the stress was making her feel ill.

“I better call, tell them I’l try again tomorrow.” She did just that and turned off her laptop.

“Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.”

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Meanwhile, somewhere in Shinjuku . . . . . . .


“Oh? Someone’s on to me? Heh, impressive skills, but sadly it’s not good enough. Then again, it’s not everyday someone possesses the same skills I do.. Hm, oh this’ll be fun. Who are you my little internet police?”

He typed on his computer and easily managed to find an information file.

“Oh? Now THIS is interesting. (y/n) Heiwajima huh? Never knew that monster had a sister. Why would he keep such an intelligent creature off the streets of Japan? Hm. Well then,” he pulled out his cellphone and began to dial, “guess I’ll just have to meet her myself. (y/n) Heiwajima . . . .”