Yay~ so this is my first Shizaya fanfiction. hope you guys like it.
Izaya: really... you guys make me and Shizu-Chan do dirty stuff and get likes... how cute
Shizuo: Tsk... i hate that flea
Me: aw come on you both everybody love you.
Izaya: y'know nobody reads whats written in bold and nobody cares for your personal script.
Me: Izaya~~ T.T u meanie... i will make you suffer in later chapters bwahahahahahahha
i don't own Durarara i wish i did. =)
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Chapter 1:
-Shizuo's POV-
The gleaming light of the sun forced me to jump out of the hot bed and face the cruel world. My feet touched the warm floor. Summer was at its peak. It was the mid of July and it felt as if sun would just come and sit in Ikebokuro. I yawned. My hair was messed up and streaks of sweat had conquered my entire face. Since I was sleeping shirtless so even my body was sweating. It was nearly like I had taken a bath in my own sweat. I looked up at the fan which was moving with the speed of the turtle. "Damn" I whispered. Life was never easy for me. Everyday I tried to control the monster that was inside of me but no luck. I really had anger management issues. I went to the bath room.
I turned on the shower and started taking a bath. Glimpse of my past started running in my mind as the cold water tried to sooth me. "Kasuka" I whispered to my self. My brother was an actor. The only thing I liked about him was that he wasn't scared of me. I loved him. Even now I do but sometimes I just feel he doesn't need me… of course he doesn't- why would a really rich actor who is loved by everybody need his old brother who is basically poor and is a monster. In fact, it wasn't just him it was with everybody. No body liked me or cared for me so it didn't matter whether I died or lived. I tried to clear off my mind. "Huh" I sighed. I turned the shower off.
I came out of the bath room and proceeded towards where my bartender suit was hanged. "Damn" the only reason I wore them was because I want Kasuka to know that I didn't break his promise and am still a bartender even though that flea made me lose my job. Flea… Izaya… by just thinking about his name makes me want to run and kill him. He's the one who made my life miserable. Because only after I met him various gangs started attacking me for no reason. And then because of him I had to go to jail but then got out when found innocent. But to my relief the flea left the town. And I was glad until some weeks ago I saw him with the same black pent and shirt and the same smirk on his face. Got me so angry I just want to punch him and kill him.
I wore the clothes and stood in front of the mirror. I brushed the blonde hair off my eyes. I then went towards the fridge and the only thing that was there was an apple. All of the money I got from my boss was given back to him by me. This was because I had to pay for all the vending machines and the traffic signs I break every day. So, long story short, I was broke and miserable. I took the apple and left my one room apartment. As I went out I saw Tom who was my boss and I basically am his body guard and we collect debts. "Yo! Shizuo" he spoke out. "Morning" I replied. "So anything new, boss?" I looked towards him. "Yeah! The police just came to me saying that you on the whole now need to pay 276,000 yens! What a relief!" he said with a bad poker face. "Anything else?" I turned my head away. I was really tensed… 276 thousand yens were too much… even if I work my whole life I won't be able to pay my debt. I even had to give rent for the apartment I live in. "Damn" I thought. "Actually no..." Tom's voice broke my chain of thought. "Okay…" I said and left waving good bye at him. I knew he was tensed about me but I really didn't matter as even a strong person like him couldn't help me get out of this state of mine.
"Heiwajima-san" I heard a voice from behind. "Damn" I thought. I turned around to see who it was. It was the same girl with the glasses and a weird hairstyle- Sonohara Anri. "Tsk- what do you want?" I said. I was annoyed. I didn't want to meet any body. Especially not a girl who is emotionless and has huge body parts… I turned my face away. "H-Heiwajima-San… I was wondering if you know where I would find a person name Orihara Izaya!" I got angry 'why would she ask me about the flea I hate the most?' I thought. "No" I replied to her. "O-okay" she bowed and left. I was still pissed. I hated that flea and I didn't care whether he dies or lives then why do people associate him with me?
As I kept on moving I saw a very maddening sight. Izaya. It was him. I saw him. He was somewhat of the height of 5'9" whereas I stood at the height of 6'1" still that flea always tried to irk me and kill me. Got me angry as hell. He was still in his black fur coat. His shirt tucked in his pants- both black. His hair was also black and spiky. "Shizu-chan" he finally spoke out with the same cunning accent of his. Though his voice was clear and sweet but it still infuriated me. "Iiiizaaayaaaaaa~~~" I screamed. "Ne~ Shizu-chan, what happened? Are you mad at me"? Of course I was mad at him. He single handedly ruined my entire life and he asks am I mad at him. "Shizu-chan… " He got quiet. "What do you want?" I said. "I have a favor to ask…" then there was complete silence. I didn't know what favor he wanted but whatever it was I wasn't interested.
Sorry for the short chapter. but i was really tired. If u want me to continue to tell me in the comments :)