Yo minna! Watashi wa AkaiNamida, but just call me Akai-chii~ Anyways... I'm kind of new in creating fanfics of Durarara, so I hope all of you will play nice ^^' If you check meh profile, all of my fanfics are based in the anime Katekyo Hitman Reborn, since it was my favorite anime and it was full of hot bishies, so it's meh primar Btw, diz iz an IzayaxReaderxShizuo fanfic! -cue fangirl squeal- Sooooooooooo... I hope you dear peeps will enjoy this!
Warnings: OOCs, Fluffs, Flying Vending Machines and stop signs, and hot n' smexy bishies
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN DURARARA!
-AkaiNamida/Akai-chii
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Chapter 1: Sweet Meetings, Flying Stop Signs, and Enchanting Kisses
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(Reader's POV)
I hate them.
I thought family was a need?
How ironic.
Abandoning me here in the dark alley? Really?
How 'pleasant' of them.
So disappointing of them.
As expected from people who just cares about their money and company.
They'll just probably manipulate *Rima-chan to inherit the company they really just love.
You sighed softly while sitting on the wet ground as you tried warming yourself by hugging yourself. Your (H/C) hair was dripping wet with raindrops at you tried to hide your face from the cold rain. Tear drops rolled on your soft, rosy cheeks gracefully as your hot, blood-shot eyes blinked with hatred. On that bitter moment you swore one thing that will make you change from a small, loving girl into a fierce but graceful lady that you never expected to happen:
"I'll make them pay. I'll make them suffer and make them beg on their knees for forgiveness, which I'll never provide them. I'll rise to the top and break them down.'
"Hey, are you alright?", you heard a melodic voice asked.
You looked up and saw a charming boy about your age looking at you, with messy raven hair that makes him cute, ruby red eyes that seemed to lure and enchant you, and pale skin that seems to emphasize both his hair and eyes.
I shall never be pitied again.
"I-I'm fine...", you said to the cute and charming boy. You smiled at him sadly and bitterly, not noticing the hot tear that rolled on your soft, rosy cheek. Then the boy sat down next to you and wiped your tear away while staring at your (E/C) eyes. You slightly blushed and cursed in your crazed head for not noticing the tear.
Bad idea.
"I'm Orihara Izaya.", the boy said and charmingly grinned at you. "What about you?"
"(L/N) (F/N).", you said bitterly."But since my damned parents abandoned me here, just call me (F/N)."
"Your parents abandoned you?", Izaya asked innocently, not sensing that he had hitted a nerve. You started to twitch nervously. "Why?"
"Well...", you faltered. Are you really going to explain what just happened to a random boy you just met? Just how crazed is your brain after what happened? "I-I-I was abandoned by my parents because they think that I'm useless and have no worth for them anymore, so they just abandoned me here and probably kept my younger sister..."
"So what will you do to them?", Izaya asked.
Oh God, he asks too much.
"Revenge.", you spoke in a firm voice, which surprised you a bit. "I want to have my revenge. I'll make them pay to what they've done to me."
"Oya? Revenge, you say?", Izaya chuckled with amusement. "Anyways... You don't have a place to stay anymore, right? So why don't you just stay with me?"
"Huh?", you gaped as your eyes widened from the offer. Then you realized something awkward. "I'm a-"
"-Girl.", Izaya finished and grinned playfully. "I know that, of course. Don't worry, that won't be a problem. Besides, I can spare the extra bedroom in my house, right?"
"Really?", you gasped sharply. "But... Why are you doing this for me? I'm just a random girl you just met now! So why bother helping me?"
"It's because I feel that you're a lot more amusing and interesting than what you look like.", Izaya said and smirked. "And besides, I have nothing to do better, anyway."
Just what is he talking about? Me? Interesting? Don't make me laugh, boy.
"Aahh... I... Okay...?", you said and blinked.
He grinned and poked your soft but cold cheek, making your eyes widen in surprise.
"Aww, (F/N)-chan looks so cute while blushing!", Izaya said cheerfully and grinned playfully, making your face turn redder. "So! Are you ready to go?"
"E-eh?", you squeaked cutely in surprise. "But... Are you really sure about this? About you letting me live with you?"
"Of course. Now shall we go, my dear lady?", Izaya said and smiled at you smiled charmingly, making your heart skip a beat and your stomach flutter. You felt like this before. You felt like this with you mischievous and unpredictable blond friend. Then Izaya stood up and offered you his hand that looked so soft as if that it's urging you to hold on it forever.
You looked up at Izaya and smiled at him blissfully, making Izaya blush slightly without you noticing.
"Yeah. I'm ready to go.", You said in bliss and took his soft hand.
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Six Years Later...
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"*Singing it's silent
Song if misery
A monster lies trapped in it's own Nightmare
'He' is a tyrant
It lets out a plea
Why did she have to leave it all alone ?
Bound to sing for us, A worthless monster
It never sees us
It despises us
Lying so useless, we start to holler
Hey, get up you worthless Circus Monster ! Sing-!", you sang but stop because of an incoming flying vending machine. You dodged the incoming flying vending machine and just stared at Izaya, who missed the vending machine.
It definitely was a normal day.
Or not?
"Just what the hell happened..?", you croaked.
"Shizu-chan's here, Sumire-chan~!" Izaya said cheerfully in a sing-song tone, using your horrible nickname that he made, which you despise and find it annoying.
"'Shizu-chan'? Who the hell is that?", you asked. Then you heard a crashing sound , making you jump in surprise. You turned to the direction of where the sound came from, and saw a familiar, enraged blond holding a stop sign while literally emitting a scary, dark aura that made you gulp nervously and shiver. You saw him notice you and saw him tense, making you curious.
Why is he looking like that to you? Is something wrong?
"(F/N)-chan...?", you heard the familiar blond mumble softly, making you tense.
'How did he... know my name? Have I met him before?', you thought. 'No... Can it be...?'
"You know Shizu-chan, Sumire-chan?", you heard Izaya ask you innocently while using the ridiculous nickname, making your eye twitch with annoyance. That bastard...
"Izaya-KUN, despite the lovely meaning of the nickname, for the One-Hundedth time of saying this, please stop calling me that. It sound so... Horrible. And of course, I have my own name. No need to make a new one, yes? It's really annoying.", you hissed with a sickly-sweet tone that can make people gag. But unfortunately, the tone didn't work for the bastard. He just grinned. Just fucking GRINNED. Of all reactions, he chose that annoying but cute grin. Funny.
"But SUMIRE-chan, I like calling you that! It suits your mysterious and two-faced personality!", Izaya playfully and childishly whined, annoyingly emphasizing the damned nickname that made you wanting to personally tear that annoying grin at his face, your way. "Besides, it's nice!"
"Forget the one that I want to tear yesterday, I want to tear that face off you now.", you growled and glared at Izaya, making Izaya pout cutely. You pressed your soft lips together while you slipped your slender hand secretly on your black, feather jacket and grabbed one of your darts as you saw the familiar blond aim the stop sign he was holding to Izaya. You smirked and threw it at the stop sign, pinning the stop sign on the brick wall at the back, causing the mysterious and familiar blond to curse colorfully, making you grin playfully and evilly. Quite some child's play, yes? Just three can already play the game.
Then you suddenly widened your eyes and backflipped backward, missing the stop sign by an inch. You saw the stop sign hit Izaya, making you cover your mouth, muffling your laugh. Serves him right for calling you that ridiculous nickname he made.
"Mou~! That's quite rude of you, Shizu-chan!", Izaya whined and pouted cutely, giving you the urge to squeal at the cuteness of the pout, while he was standing up and dusting his clothes. Then he looked at you and tilted his head slightly, making him cuter if possibly. "Anyways, you haven't answered my question, Sumire-chan."
"I just told you not to use the nickname.", you hissed in annoyance. "And... I don't really know if I know him or not... But I think I probably met him in the past or something... Since I feel that he's familiar to me. But actually... I don't really know."
You noticed the blond tense, making you raise an eyebrow.
"You... Are you (L/N) (F/N)?", the familiar blond carefully and cautiously asked.
You grew silent and pressed your lips for a while, trying to figure out what to say. Then you sighed.
"Yes... I am.", you said softly, but loud enough for the blond to hear. "And who... Are you?"
The familiar blond flinch a little, but visible enough to see, and stared at you in disbelief, making your heart feel heavy with guilt.
"(F/N)...You don't... Remember me?", you heard the blond ask in disbelief.
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('Shizu-chan''s POV -hit by flying vending machine-)
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"Yes... I am.", (F/N) mumbled softly, but loud enough to hear. "And who... Are you?"
I unconsciously flinched as my eyes widened and stared at her with disbelief.
What...?
She doesn't... Remember me?
"(F/N)...You don't... Remember me?", I ask in disbelief.
I bit my lip and let out a soft sigh. Then I took off my tinted glasses and smiled at (F/N) sadly, watching her cover her soft, tempting lips as her eyes started to water with tears.
Just what have I done?
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(Normal Reader's POV)
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"No... No no no!", you sobbed and cried. You were covering your mouth to muffle the sobs a little as tears ran down gracefully on your soft, rosy cheeks. "This... This can't be happening! Why... Shizuo... Why are you here? Why now?"
Then suddenly you felt slim arms snake its way to your waist and felt a warm and comforting hug from the owner of the slim arms, which is surprisingly Orihara Izaya. He whispered comforting words to you in a soothing tone, which is very unlikely of him, as he stroked your wet and soft cheek softly and gently, eventually making you relax and stop crying. You rested your head on his chest as tears quietly rolled on your cheeks. You hugged him back tightly and sighed. You really loved it when Izaya comforted you, no matter how annoying or frustrating he is.
"Thank you... Izaya...", you whispered to him softly. "I'm alright now, thanks to you."
"Are you sure, (F/N)-chan?", he whispered back softly in a worried tone, thankfully not using the horrible nickname.
"Yeah... I'm sure.", you whispered and looked at his face. You smiled at him brightly and gently, making sure that you were already fine. "No need to worry now."
"Okay then.", he said and smiled charmingly and playfully at you. Then you saw it. Those ruby-red eyes shining. He was definitely planning something again. You glanced at Shizuo and saw him glaring at Izaya.
Was that jelou-.
You glanced at Izaya and saw that he was smirking.
Oh never mind.
It was as if that those two are going to play a murderous cat-and-mouse game. Definitely with killing included.
"(F/N)...Are you and that flea... Together?", you heard Shizuo ask carefully.
Flea?
What flea?
Then suddenly your train of thoughts was interrupted by Izaya, who hugged you tighter, making you squeak in surprise.
"That's right, Shizu-chan!", Izaya said way too cheerfully, sending shivers down your spine. Too creepy. "Me and Sumire-chan are dating!"
Again with the stupid nickname.
But now, that's not the point.
Just what did...?
"Wha-?", your mouth turned to an 'O' as you stared at Izaya. Then suddenly, you were pulled by Izaya into an innocent kiss in front of Shizuo, whose eyes turned as big as plates. Your face turned crimson red when you felt Izaya chuckle and pulled away.
Just what happened?
It took a while until your brain suddenly registered all the happenings, making you blink for a while.
Did Izaya just- Oh Holy Lord.
"Aww~!", you heard Izaya said as he grinned at you with amusement like a cheshire cat. "How cute! Sumire-chan's blushing!"
Just what the actual fuck...?
Then finally your brain started to work again.
"Y-You!', you yelled as your face turned redder than ever. "What the hell? Why did you do that? You sick ba-"
"But you liked it, right?", Izaya interrupted by whispering softly and huskily to your ear, sending you shivering.
"W-W-What? No, I-", you stammered but stopped. You really can't deny that.
"Oi, flea.", you heard Shizuo's firm and steady voice say. "Stay away from (F/N)-NOW."
Great.
So two dangerous people are like playing tug-o-war.
Except that you're the one in the middle.
What could probably go wrong?
Everything, damn it.
"Jealous, Shizu-chan?", Izaya said and smirked evilly and playfully. You felt his arms tug you closer to him.
Oh, you were so screwed.
You gulped and tried to get one of your darts on your jacket's pocket, only to be stopped by Izaya by gripping on your thin wrist tightly, making you hiss in pain. You shot Izaya a glare that promises him torture, but he only grinned. Oh... That stupid grin.
"Stop the bullshit and let go of my wrist already, you sick bastard.", you hissed at him, only for him to pout cutely.
"But what's the fun with that? You know me, Sumire-chan.", Izaya whined and pouted, making you blush a little.
Oh, he is so dead.
"Get your death grip off my sore wrist, Izaya. Do it or I'll bite your hand hard.", you warned while glaring at Izaya. "Cross me."
"Dare to, Sumire-chan~!", Izaya said mockingly and smirked. You smirked back and bit Izaya's hand, hard enough to draw the metalic taste of his blood. You saw Izaya hiss in pain and draw his hand away, making you look at him and smile mockingly. You licked your soft cherry lips, tasting blood.
"I told you I'll do it.", you sneered.
"Hmph.", Izaya pouted and looked away cutely, making you smile at his adorable actions.
Aww~!
Then you heard Shizuo purposely cough, drawing your attention to him.
"What? This is normal.", you said, raising an eyebrow at him. Again, you felt slim, possessive arms, claim your waist, making you squeak cutely and softly, making the owner of the slim, possessive arms chuckle at the cuteness. You looked at your back and found Izaya resting his head on your shoulder. "Izaya-"
Then you saw Shizuo sending death glares to Izaya, making you stop. But then again, Izaya only grinned in mischief, only to make Shizuo angrier.
That idiot.
"Jealous, Shizu-chan?", You heard Izaya broke the silence with his annoying, ever-present grin. You saw Shizuo aiming a trash can, making you raise an eyebrow. He threw the trash can aiming at Izaya, making Izaya lift you bridal style and dodge. You hugged Izaya and burried your head to his chest to avoid falling off. You gulped when you raised your head because of Shizuo emitting a dark aura.
"Shizu-chan's strong, ne?", Izaya whispered to you and pressed his soft lips on your forehead gently, making you blush. "But sadly, his brain is probably small."
"Oi, I heard that, flea.", Shizuo growled. Then suddenly Izaya ran away while carrying you, making you gulp and hug him tighter.
"Izaya.. Just what is your crazy brain thinking this time?", you hissed and clutched unto Izaya tighter to avoid falling from his arms.
"Something I know, Sumire-chan..", Izaya whispered to your ear softly while running. "...And for you to find out."
You shot him deadly looks while clutching tightly as Izaya was running. Then you mouthed at him a "You're so dead later.", only to make Izaya put on his annoying smirk of his. Then suddenly Izaya stopped running and put you down, only to realize that you were still holding unto him.
"I-Izaya—", you started, but was interrupted by Izaya pressing his slim finger on your soft lips.
"Shh~!", Izaya hushed playfully and grinned. "Shizu-chan might find us! Anyways, remember this place?"
"Eh?", you said confusingly and turned around. Then your eyes widened. "Yeah..."
Then you looked up at Izaya and hugged him tightly. He started to stroke your gently, making you relax.
"It's been six years already, ne, (F/N)-chan...", Izaya whispered and kissed you forehead. "I can still remember how we met, and..."
"And...?", you asked, looking at Izaya's ruby red eyes. Suddenly you notice his eyes shine, like he was planning something...
Or maybe he IS planning something...
You noticed Izaya smirk playfully, making you blink in confusion. Then Izaya suddenly pulled you and kissed you on the lips.
On the lips.
Your brain started to function again, only to feel Izaya's tongue- wait, tongue?
What the hell?
Your face turned as red as a rose as you felt your back meet the wall, making you close your eyes tightly. You felt Izaya stroke your cheeks gently, making you relax and moan softly, but loud enough for Izaya to hear.
Then Izaya pulled away as you rested your head on his chest.
"I told you that you enjoyed it.", Izaya chuckled.
"Shut up.", you mumbled. Then you buried your face on his chest to hide the fact that you were blushing as Izaya's possessive and selfish arms claim your waist while he was pressing his soft lips on your forehead.
"Do you know, (F/N)-chan? No one will be able to take away you from me. Not even Shizu-chan. So please cooperate, ne~?", Izaya whispered to your ear, sending shivers down to your spine while his breath tickled your neck. You nodded to him and closed your eyes, only to think of one thing.
Just what did you do just to be in this mess?
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Chapter 1 End
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*The lyrics is from the chorus of Circus Monster by Megurine Luka! I suggest that you listen to it, especially the Japanese version of CUL! It's so addicting! 8DDD
YEEEEEESSSSSSSSS! Finally, for 4 days, I finished this! –like a boss- Ohohoho~ Enjoyed the kissing part, minna? –smirk- I can't deny that I also enjoyed those cheesy stuff. Anyways.. Please vote whom you wanna end up with!
Izaya-
Shizuo-
In this chapter, it's a tribute for Izaya fans ;9 Though I'm not sure if the next chapter will be a Shizuo tibute. Oh well.. Sooooooo.. Please review, minna-san! State the bishie you wanna end up with ;9 1 vote per chapter!
Ciao!
– AkaiNamida/Akai-chii