When fire meets ice?
A/N: Hello everyone! Im back with a durarara fanfiction! It is a Shizuo x oc x Izaya love story! My oc,luna, comes to Ikebukuro. Little does she know, she would be plunged into madness! God I love Shizuo but im writing Izaya in on this just to piss my friend Izzy off! Well now. Down to the basics. There will be two lemons. One between Shizuo and Luna, the other between Izaya and Luna. With all that in mind, enjoy!
I walked down the streets of ikebukuro wondering how on earth I could have gotten lost. My apartment was in Shinjuku but all the information I got was from a blonde teen who kept staring at my breast. Damn perverts in this city!. Just remembering the moment made me cross my hands over my chest. There was a sudden commotion up ahead. I quickened my pace and shoved my way through the growing crowd. One guy who wore a yellow scarf around his neck pushed me back. Breathing in deeply, I tried to control my anger. When he shoved me again, I turned to him and punched him square in the face. He went crashing to the ground. I chuckled darkly. "Don't fucking touch me you sick jerk ass bastard!"
When I finally reached the source of the commotion, I stopped dead in her tracks. There were two men. Very sexy I might add. One wore all black and had a smirk plastered onto his face. He was probably an asshole. The other wore a bartender outfit and had a really pissed look on his face. When I say pissed I mean like he isn't afraid to shove a 3 inch pole up your ass. The bartender guy picked up a nearby pole and launched it at the male in black. "Izaya!" he yelled. The male, Izaya, quickly dodged the attack by jumping up in the air and flipping over it. Watching this was amazing! I could learn from this!
"If you're going to nick me, you have to try harder than that Shizu-chan!" Izaya called. Shizu-chan picked up a nearby man who also wore a yellow scarf and threw him at Izaya laughed as the man went flying. The people next to me gave me weird looks. I stuck my tongue out at them! He once again easily dodged it. Izaya took something out of his pocket and threw it through the air. It slashed through Shizu-chan's dress shirt. Blood poured from the wound. I did the most stupid thing in my life. I ran out of the crowd and stood between the two. I held up my hands, palms facing the two. They both gave shocked looks.
"Stop!" I yelled. "Are you two trying to fucking kill each other! I mean it was a pretty damn interesting fight, but still!" Izaya once again smirked. I ran over to Shizu-chan and ripped off part of my shirt and placed it against his wound. "Well, now that you have a nurse Shizu-chan, I will be on my way." I glared At the man. I was not a fucking nurse to nobody! Izaya disappeared into the shadows.
(Shizuo pov)
"Damn flea! Get back here!" he grunted when cloth connected with his wound. He looked down to see a small girl that had black hair and silver eyes. "Your cut is pretty deep. You need to see a doctor!" She eyed him with concerned eyes. He slapped her hand away. "I'll be fine!" he yelled. He instantly regretted it. "So, what's your feud with that whacko?" She asked. He growled. "He pinned me for something and nearly destroyed my life!" she giggled. He looked at her awkwardly. "I'd hate him too if I were in your position." She worked on his injury. People around them stared.
She stood and looked at him. He stood as well and thanked her. He turned to leave but she stopped him. "Please allow me to see that you get home safely!" he grunted and started walking. She followed close behind. People parted their way to let them through. He turned to look at her. "What's your name?" she smiled at him. "Im Luna Miyori. What's your name?" he pulled his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. "Shizuo Heiwajima. "She smiled back up at him. "You know, you fought really well out there. I envy your strength!" he turned and gave her a weird look. "You? Envy me? It should be the other way around. I envy you for your humanity."
She smiled once more as they came to a rundown apartment building. She turned to him. "You rest up now Mr. almighty Heiwajima." She giggled. He smiled barely at the nickname. "You make it home safely Ms. Stupid for envying me" he turned and went.
(Nobody pov)
She watched him leave with a pit of despair deep within her stomach. She knew he was injured but she had to let him go. Standing, she walked back into the crowd and continued her walk to Shinjuku. She kicked a pebble underneath her foot. She was in Shinjuku and not far from her home. She was suddenly pulled into an alleyway by someone.
She was harshly shoved against the brick wall." Hey you bastard Lemme go!" She smelled cologne. Not that cheap shit you buy at Wal-Mart. But the rich kind. The ones that the rich could only afford. She heard a silky voice near her ear. "That was a dangerous move, Luna" she jerked back to only hit her head on the wall behind her. Damn that hurt! "H-h-how do y-you k-know my name?" she heard an amused chuckle. "Indeed. I have been watching you Luna" fear ran up her spine. "I also know you want a job. And I was thinking since you live in Shinjuku, you won't be far from my place. Don't worry. I won't kill you or rape you. I don't like girls like you. Your just my lovely pawns in my game." A piece of paper was crinkled into Luna's hand. "Meet me at my office after school. There is the address." And with that, he was gone. Only leaving the smell of his cologne.
A/N: sorry for the short chapter! Had to get it started! Guess who was playing Mr. Stalker?! Whoever knows gets a cookie! See you next time!
