ゆめのかたち (YUME NO KATACHI)
Our dream
Hello dear readers, I'm Maru. This is my second fic in English and my first on the DRRR! Fandom, so I beg for your mercy…. I read and speak American English pretty well, but when I get to write it down is another thing. The story will be mostly of romance, fluff and drama, maybe character death? Don't know yet… but I'll try to use our beloved shizaya and the alters, and, well, let's see what happens.
So, for start, in this story, Sakuraya, Psyche, Roppi and Hibiya are going to be Izaya's sons, meanwhile Shitsuo, Delic, Tsugaru and Tsukijima are Shizuo's; Tsugaru and Delic will be twin brothers but with some differences (in Spanish you have a word for identical brothers and another for non identical, but I'll stop the rambling), and also, let's put it in the present time, ne? So this won't get more confusing….
The title I got it from a Vocaloid song, and yeah, I'm not the owner of anything.
CHAPTER 1: DRIVE BY (Train)
Ikebukuro is a city where many thing happens. Your dream may come true, but your nightmares as well. Many years ago, this was a feared city, where two monstrous persons battled each other almost every day, until one of them departed for not coming back.
A group of girls screamed at recent poster of the most famous young model of the city, a beautiful boy of golden eyes and black hair, known as prince Hibiya, meanwhile a delicate young man walked in a bar, dressed on a with kimono with red flowers pattern in it. He took seat next to a window, looking absently to the people passing by.
"Sakuraya-sama, welcome." A blonde man bowed next to kimono dressed man, who turns his pink eyes to him. Sakuraya smiled softly to him.
"Always so polite, Shitsuo-san. You can drop a little the honorific."
"I can't be disrespect to such an important client, sir." His blonde hair fall over his cerulean eyes, and Sakuraya couldn't avoid blushing. This was such a gentle and beautiful man, but he can't get through the wall of politeness that was between the two. "Would you like your favorite flavored tea and some cake?"
"Yes, please." Sakuraya saw him leave. A month ago, he got a fight with is previous lover and found himself wandering in the streets under the rain, until the fatigue made him miss his step and sprain his ankle, luckily he was assisted by a beautiful man that was working at the new bar recently opened, "Draco's", that brought him inside and called a cab for him. Shitsuo was also kind enough to always remember to ask for his injury, already healed. There was a TV on the bar, and the last song along with and interview of Virus 138 was on it. Sakuraya smiled, his little brother was becoming famous as well.
Psyche sighed after the interview was over. He wanted to take his red colored lens out, something got on them and his eyes were killing him. Rubbing his eyes looking for the bath, he jumped on somebody.
"Sorry, I didn't saw…" he looked up and saw a light blond young man, tall, with light blue eyes, dressed on a blue suit looking at him with some amusement. The man made a negation with his head and some odd signs that Psyche did not understand. "Hum…"
The blonde touched his mouth and also made a 'no'.
"Can't talk…?" A nod. "Sorry!" a smile, beautiful on a beautiful face. The blonde took a cell phone and write down.
DON'T BE. YOU OK?
"Yes!"
Psyche felt anxious, this man was really hot!
YOUR EYES OK? YOU LOST A LENS.
Psyche blinked, not feeling the cosmetic lens on one eye. Great, he would need to buy a new…
"Just cosmetic stuff…" the other tap on the cell and showed to him.
WHY? YOUR NATURAL COLOR IS PRETTY.
Psyche blushed, happy. What a flirt…
"Tsugaru-nii." Another blonde called, and Psyche saw an almost identical person in the corridor, but it dressed a white suit and had pink eyes, just like Psyche's real color. "Time to go back."
GOOD BYE, VIRUS 138.
"Ah, wait!"
The two blondes left, but 'Tsugaru' smiled to Psyche. He rushed to his dressing room and jumped happy as a bunny. He took off the Virus138 costume, the shirt, pant, bow and ear drums and put his usual clothing of white and pink fur coat. He took his artistic name and character so his school mates didn't knew him, but this time he regretted. He wanted to Tsugaru to know Psyche, not Virus 138.
The door opened and his little brother came in, fuming, and took seat on. Hibiya was a famous male model, with his pride attitude and better than anyone look, his golden eyes shined beautifully and perfect with skin made him a very asked model. But he was 13 now, and his employers asked him to dress more 'accord to his age'.
"Stupid commoners, can you believe it? They say I'm starting to get boring!"
Psyche smiled at him, something that gained a frown.
"You look more dumb and happy than usual… the interview was that good?"
"Nope! I just meet someone!"
"What?"
"I'm in love!"
Hibiya wanted to smack him, and did it.
"Hey, be respectful of your older brother!"
"Only when you act as one… just meet the person and already love?"
"Love is blind…"
"And idiot."
"Hey!"
Hachimenroppi walked ignoring everyone on the hall. The other student moved from his path, knowing to not to mess with him, others only ignored him.
"Stupid humans" he grunted. It was the first day of the year and he already was angry. He could be in university already, but he didn't want to rush entrance to the world. Nothing there was worth of his attention. His cell ringed, tweet from the dollars.
A hand – a really big hand- dared to touch his shoulder. Grabbing his blade- just like his father's- in his pocket, he turned; ready to slice the person who had a death wish. A tall blonde, with a stupid happy smile, blue eyes, glasses and a red scarf looked shyly at him.
"So… sorry…" stuttered the other "I'm new… and… nobody… answered me… so… please… I'm lost…."
The guy was pathetic. A big guy, almost crying for being ignored AND lost in a school? How retarded was? Hachimenroppi sighed, and the other looked a little hopeful.
"I'm looking for room 204…"
"Second floor that way" he pointed at the stairs "it's at the right."
"Tha -thank you!" the moron smiled happily "here!" without permission, he took Hachimenroppi hand and put a red candy the "Thank you!"
The big moron ran to the stairs. Hachimenroppi looked at the candy on his hand. Maybe this year had something interesting on it.
Shinra had his old smile on his face when Shizuo entered his apartment. Celty was out, as usual, doing his deliveries. Shizou was just the same, maybe a little thin, his skin paler and his hair had a few of white strands. Some wrinkles had marked his strong face, and the big difference was he wasn't smoking. Shinra knew that it was when his wife got pregnant, he started to leave it and now it was very rare to see him smoking, but it always had a pack of cigarettes with him, just in case. Shinra new all this since he never cut contact with his friend after he departed to Russia to get married. Shinra have a lot of photos from the children's since babies and new them perfectly.
"I'm happy to see you back here. This city was a little too boring without you here." Said Shinra, drinking coffee. Shizuo grunted in agreement.
"The monster is no more, Shinra. I lost my strength long ago. And no, I'll not let you study my sons."
"Awww, why? No harm to them!"
"They are not lab rats."
Shinra sighed. "He's still around, you know… but as much as before… but still…"
Shizuo finished his coffee.
"I know."
"Shizuo… why did you came back?"
The ex monster of Ikebukuro looked at him long before giving an answer.
"There was nothing at Russia after the accident. Me and the kids needed a new start."
"How's Tsugaru? And Tsuki-chan?"
"Better."
Shinra did not ask more. He knew the issue with the second and fourth son of Shizuo.
"Tsugaru can't talk and Tsuki had a trouble to remember places, but for the rest they're ok."
"And you?"
Shizuo took time to answer.
"I need to be ok."
That's all for now! Next chapter let's know more about the raven haired boys!