Panda-Chan: Hello my lovely little humans~ I, Panda-Chan, would like to inform you that, although this is my first time posting a fanfic, this is not my first time writing. I've been writing fictional stories since the moment I could write words onto paper. I am new to writing Shizaya, however, so please don't hate me if it's not great to start off with. I would love for some constructive criticism, but I won't appreciate being abused. So, keep in mind that I AM new to this, and I would love it if you all helped out to help make me a better writer. Love you all! 3
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Durarara or its characters, I only own this story and the OC's
Summary: How can you still love someone even after hundreds of years without them? Shizuo Heiwajima is about to find out that answer to that question, when a creature from his unknown past is uncovered. Story is much better than summary, I promise!
Chapter 1:
It was almost as if it was raining blood as body after body collapsed in a heap on the dirty ground. Men were shouting, calling out in pain and fear as the glimmering blade sliced through them effortlessly. When the last man fell, there was only one figure standing. A small, thin girl with skin as white as paper and long maroon hair that seemed to float around her as the wind blew. Her body was dressed in a beautiful silver kimono that had been stained with blood. She had vermillion red eyes that seemed as though they would pierce your very soul if you dared to look into them. She lowered her katana, the small bell that was tied to the hilt made a small ding as she did so. All was silent for a moment. Nothing could be heard, not even the breeze that continued to blow. Everything seemed to come to a standstill, as if the world had stopped moving for that one moment. The young girl, who seemed like nothing more than a child, held out her hand, a small smile forming on her delicate face. It was at that moment when she spoke, her voice smooth, almost like it was the sound of velvet.
"It's time to wake up, brother."
Shizuo awoke with a start, his wide eyes fixed on the ceiling as he panted. His skin was slick with cold sweat and he could feel his heart beating a mile a minute. He'd lost count of how many nights he'd had that dream, but it still had the same effect on him.
He sat up slowly, running his fingers through his damp hair. He didn't get it. That girl, that strange girl who slaughtered all those men in his dreams, she seemed so familiar, as if he'd seen her somewhere, but he couldn't recall where exactly.
"Damn it…" He grumbled, slipping out of bed and trudging out to his kitchen. He pulled open his fridge, blinking as the small light flicked on. After pouring himself a glass of milk and downing it in seconds, Shizuo moved back to his room, where he collapsed onto his bed. He was just about to drift off back to sleep when his alarm went off.
With a frustrated groan, the blonde forced himself back off the bed and began to get ready for work.
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It stank. Shizuo knew exactly what that stink was, and it pissed him off to no end. The thing that bugged him the most, was that it seemed to get stronger, more defined and, for some fucked up reason that he couldn't think of, he found himself actually… Liking the smell… But only a little bit!
"Hey Shizuo?" Tom's voice pulled the blonde from his thoughts, "You alright man?" Shizuo's current frown deepened as he nodded.
"Yeah," He muttered, "I'm just… Tired…"
"Well, we're finished for the day," Tom smiled, "You can head home now if ya want." Shizuo gave a half smile before waving and heading towards home. He was actually rather pleased with how the day turned out. He had only lost his temper about three times out of ten jobs, and even then, all he really did was throw men through walls.
"Thanks Simon~! See you soon, ne?" Well, there goes his good day…
Shizuo could feel his eye twitch at the sound of the flea's voice. He turned his head to see said flea skipping along the path, a bag of what must have been ootoro in his hand. Without thinking, the blonde took hold of the heaviest object within arm's length, which happened to be a trash can, and threw it at the informant.
Izaya was just able to make out the familiar sound of something heavy flying towards him to jump out of the way.
"Oh, Shizu-Chan~!" He smiled and waved at the fuming blonde, "What an unpleasant surprise!"
"What the hell are you doing here flea?" Shizuo growled, stalking closer to the raven haired man. Izaya laughed and lifted the bag.
"I'm getting dinner of course." He said, "I'm awfully hungry, so I'm afraid I can't play tonight." He quickly dodged a street sign that had been uprooted and heaved at him.
"I'm not letting you run away this time Flea," The blonde growled, "There's no-way in hell." That's another thing that's been bugging Shizuo. He'd been finding himself more and more eager to catch that insect! It didn't start off that noticeable, but after a while; even people he didn't know were questioning him about it. They thought it was almost like, on some days, he would go looking for Izaya, even though nothing had really gone down in a while that could have anything to do with the informant.
"What did I do this time, ne? Shizu-Chan?" Izaya asked with a faked look of annoyance.
"Oh nothing," Shizuo stated, "I just want you dead!" With that, he raced forward, not even bothering to take hold of an object. No, he wanted to do this with his bare hands. Izaya grinned, seeming to notice the blondes' intentions as he took off. Shizuo let out a frustrated cry as he moved as fast as his legs would carry him. He was not going to lose the flea this time! "I~ZA~YA~!"
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He'd lost him… He'd fucking lost him! That damn flea had slipped into an alleyway and then was just… Gone! After that, Shizuo had punched a rather massive crack into a brick wall before stalking home.
Nothing special happened for the rest of the blondes' night. He prepared instant noodles for tea, then, after gulping them down, he went and had a shower, changing into a plain turquoise t-shirt and black boxers. He then drank his milk and simply went to bed. It was when he fell asleep that his night turned eerie…
"Shizuo…?"
'…I know that voice…'
"Shizuo?"
'Where have I heard it before…?'
"Shizuo!"
Shizuo sat up abruptly, tearing his eyes open, only for his gaze to be met with a most horrific scene. It seemed that he was laying on a small hill that over looked a small village. This village looked like it should have been peaceful, quiet… But it was far from that…
The buildings were burning and screams filled the air, sounding as if they could be heard from high up in the star-y night sky. Shizuo stood quickly, his bare feet moving over the dew covered grass quickly. He couldn't remember being able to move that quickly while making so little noise.
He ran through the burning village, past all of the screaming, crying, villagers who were being attacked by some unknown force.
There was one voice he could hear above all others. One voice that called out his name desperately, over and over again. Shizuo began to think that whoever was calling him, their throat must be raw and painful by now.
"Where are you!" He cried out, surprising himself at how concerned he sounded for a voice that belonged to someone he didn't know.
'But I do know them! I just can't remember where from!'
With a frustrated growl, Shizuo pumped his legs faster, trying to follow that voice that hadn't stopped calling out to him since the moment he opened his eyes. He didn't know where he was. He didn't know why he was there. All he knew was that he wanted to find the owner of that voice and save them… Pull them into his warm embrace and protect them from whatever was happening to this place.
With one final, desperate call, he launched himself into a burning building where he just knew he'd find who he was looking for. It was with one call of that person's name that he found himself disappearing from that world before he could fulfil his unspoken promise…
"IZAYA!" Shizuo jolted upright, cold sweat covering his brow as he panted for much needed air. That dream… He'd never had a dream like that before. It shook him up more than the other dream had ever managed to do.
Running shaking fingers through his hair, his pulled himself from bed. It was only 2am and there was no way in hell he'd be able to sleep now… Not after that.
With a yawn, the blonde flopped onto his couch, grabbing the remote and switching on the TV. The news was the first thing that came on, and if it weren't for what the reporter was talking about, Shizuo would have switched it over.
-While in the process of moving a graveyard, a group of men discovered the body of a young girl buried underneath this crypt behind me. What's most shocking about this discovery is that the girl seems to be alive. She has a faint pules and signs of breathing. Scientists are on their way to the scene, to try and find out the story behind this mysterious girl-
On the screen, the reporter woman was standing in front of an opened, stone crypt, where many people were rushing about. After a moment, both the reporter and the camera began rushing towards the crypt when there was news of the girl being brought out. That was when Shizuo's breath caught in his throat.
There, upon a bed like slab of stone, was the young girl that had been tormenting his dreams. She was dressed in the same silver kimono and had the katana sword held to her chest. Her eyes were closed and she would have seemed dead, if it weren't for the slight rise and fall of her chest.
-We're being told that all camera crews are to leave the scene, as well as reporters. I'm afraid that means we'll have no other details on the subject until tomorrow night, when we interview the head scientist-
Shizuo switched off the TV, leaning his elbows on his knees and burying his face in his hands. He just knew some weird shit was about to go down… And he also knew that, for reason or another, that flea would be involved…
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Panda-Chan: Okay~! I know that was short and probably confusing, but it shall all make sense if you keep reading as I post hehe The chapters after this shall be longer =3 Please tell me what you think and if there is anything I can improve on!