Durarara! FanFic
Characters: Shizuo H. Izaya O.
Summary: I believe there is a lot of these fan fics where a fan girl magically appears into their favorite anime. My name is Rita Covarrubias and this is just a FanFic where I am going to write what I think will happen if I do magically appear into the Durarara universe.
Chapter 1: Is this a dream?
I open my eyes and I immediately cocked my head. It was really dark but I could see that I had my brown boots, don't know which jeans… but thank god I had my hoody that said California… DID I HAVE MY PHONE? I checked quickly patting my pockets and then I felt something in my hoody pocket and I slipped my fingers and I felt my phone and also felt some earphones, but right now who the fuck cared if I had some ear phones I had my cell phone with me and I hold it up like god gave it to me, there was some heavenly music and some Aleluya in my part. I then unlocked my phone and look to see in my amazement Wi-fi… I ignore it and then head to the app that had phone icon where I could dial home and that's what I do I immediately call home.
"Hello," my sister responds as she yawns sleepily
"Maggie thank god I don't know where I am and I am very frighten," I try to hold in my tears.
"Where are you aren't you sleeping?" she asked as she seemed to be awake I hear some shuffling and then a pause… "You aren't in your room where are you hiding, Rita I can't deal with your crap,"
"I ain't foolin' around Maggie I'm really scared," I shiver as a cold night breeze doesn't help my fear of feeling really lonely, and that's rare I don't usually feel lonely… and then I hear a gunshot.
"What the hell was that!" my sister demanded… was that worry in her voice, awww… wait gunshot… "Where are you going Rita! Don't go toward the noise! Why are you running? STOP!" Maggie screamed. I noticed that I was running so I listen to my sister and stop, in some alley some people run out and I pause to see a gun in one of the guy's hands, they don't notice me, but I notice there fear. "Rita are you still there?" asks my sister.
I gulp "Yeah," I respond
"Rita don't go anywhere tell me where you are and I'll go get you," she demands as I hear moving again and then some shuffling.
"I am going to head into the dark alley," I inform her.
"No Rita you stay put," she orders.
"But the curiousness is killing me what if someone got shot I saw the people who shot the gun run off. What if someone is hurt?" I ask was really worried, so I ignored my sisters orders and popped my head into the alley to see a man bleeding.
"Maggie a man's down!" I panic.
"Calm yourself Rita," Maggie ordered.
"Don't tell me what to do," I snap as a part of my brain thinks that this whole time she's been ordering around, that tiny part of me took control and I put my shit outside to help this man. I walk closer and see him loosing a lot of blood, but I don't gag at the metallic smell.
"Checking the scene," I say as I do the steps my teacher Mrs. Cash showed me when someone has gone into cardiac arrest, I did double take looking around if there was any danger. "The scene is safe," I say.
"Rita you are seriously not going through those stupid steps call 911," she ordered
"Maggie I can't skip the steps," I say and then go to the second step I then go down in my knees and tap the blond guy's shoulder. "Hey are you okay?" I ask, I get no response
"NOO! RITA HE'S NOT OKAY!" Maggie screams the obvious, I flinch from my cellphone as the loud screech from my sister.
"Now the third step call 911, Maggie call 911," I order her calmly, dough truth be told there was a part of my brain that was not calm, not calm at all.
"Hugh," I hear my sister groan… she was frustrated. "Well first I have to know where you are before I call 911 for the ambulance to get you," Maggie explains
"But I don't know where I am Maggie," I whine
She grunts again.
"Maggie why don't you help me you are studying to become a doctor, help me," my voice cracks as the calm part of me starts to come out.
"Check if he's still breathing," she orders, I look at down at the man, he was pretty tall… did he have a bartender suite?... Was that some broken sunglasses right next to him?... I ignored that for the moment and focused on my sister's question I laid the right side of my head close to his head and close to his chest, while one the left I had my cellphone. I felt the warm breath and I heard his heart… with my hand I removed the sweat that was coming down my brow and I relaxed a little that he was breathing, his heart had not stopped… no Hands only CPR.
"Few," I say relived and then look at the guy again …(Pause)…
"Rita," my sister calls for my attention
"This mother fuckin' is Shizuo Heiwajima!" I yell as I remove my head from his shirt that smelled like cigarettes.
"Really, you with your chinitos," (AN: that's how my sister says Chinese people in Spanish, she's very racist. It's Japanese Maggie!)
"Maggie," I whine, "it's Anime," I correct her, "maybe this guy is in cosplay he looks so much …(Pause)…"
"What happened?" Maggie asked.
"Oh my god Maggie in the anime like in episode 23 or something he gets shot, what If I magically entered the Durarara universe," I gulp. "Maggie is this all a dream?" I ask her.
"Of course it isn't a dream Rita now stop fucking with me! -Click-"
"Did she just hang up on me?" I say surprised, it was probably and accident and I probably hanged up when I was feaking out about Shizuo Heiwajima …
"Urasai/shut up," I hear someone groan, I look down to see Shizuo awake as he sit's up.
"Gomen/Sorry," I squeak as I comically get up and I pinch the edge of my nose nervously. I then pause I look down at myself and then look directly at Shizuo who seemed to be staring at me, I noticed two things now… One I was turned into an Anime style of me, Two I was staring into the eyes of fuckin' Shizuo Heiwajima…
"This must be a dream, I should've listened to my dad when he said to stop watching my Pokemon, que son cosas del diablo/ that there stuff of the devil, he said," as I start talking to myself.
"God but Manga and Anime are so awesome and If I do call my sister again she'll be asking where I am and then how am I going to respond that I am like in the other side of the planet, but what if I am in a different universe all together, there is an Ikebukuro in my universe but then how does it explain Durarara, maybe we fused and I am the only one who knows about this, but then my phone… Is my phone magical and I could communicate into my world, this all so crazy this is a dream, it has to be, I have crazy imagination, yeah, this is a dream,"
"This is not a dream," Shizuo says annoyingly
"How do you know?" I demand…I shouldn't have asked that question.
BAAMM! I crashed into the wall, he hit me, Shizuo Heiwajima hit me…
"That didn't hurt, then this is a dream, I knew it," I said as remove myself from the crater of the wall. "I'm ALL GOOD!" I scream
"Shizuo punches me again,"
"Do you ever shut up?" he asks
I gap …(Silence)…
"I guess you do?" he says and I scold at him and he's all shocked of my expression and then I notice that he got shot.
"Do you want to go to Shinra's house or do you want me to call 911?" I ask.
"How do you know of Shinra?" he asks. I slap my mouth and he just raises his eyebrow at my slip up, that's right how am I going to explain this? "How do you know Shinra?" he asks again.
"Did you not hear about my rant earlier?" I asked, as I actually suggest of telling the truth.
"The part with this is all a dream?" he asked
"No not that part, but not right now do you want me to help you to Shinra's?"
"That'll be very helpful," he says and I appear in a mil a' sec on his side.
"You should put pressure on the wound so you could stop the bleeding," I tell him.
"And how do I do that?" he asks I rip piece of a cloth of his shirt and I tie it around his leg, he observes my work but stays quite. I grab his arm, I hesitate and wait for an invitation I guess. He raises his eyebrows at my hesitation but I shrug and I swing his arm over my shoulder and I haul him and he starts to lean on me, he was very light…
"Are you even leaning on me?" I ask as we start walking, he leans in more and we start walking a little faster as each step.
RING RING RING
"Who's that?" he asks
"Probably my sis," I say as I ignore the fourth ring and a few rings later… "It's getting annoying isn't it?" I ask, he nods.
" I am still in denial I really believe this one crazy dream," I murmur
"Why?" he asks
"Because to me you are an imaginary character for an Anime show named Durarara… do I take a left or right?" I ask
"What?" he demands
"Left or right?" I ask
"No what did you say after that?" he asked
"Oh you mean that I think you're imaginary character from a Manga, you see I know things about you Shizuo and I know about other people like Celty, or like the whole reason you got shot right now. It wasn't Kida's fault he didn't send those guys to shoot you, in way it was all Izaya on the sidelines," I look straight into his eyes and I could see that he was surprised by my serious gaze, but immediately I could feel how angry Shizuo was of the fact that Izaya tried to kill him. "Right or left?" I ask again.
"Left," he responds, we keep walking as he growls
"Oh and by the way my favorite character from the series is Izaya," I add, he gaps at what I just said.
"Who's second?" he asks as he grits his teeth, why was he even asking, he thought
"Walker." I respond
"Third?"
"Kida."
"I am not even going to ask the fourth," he says
"It's you, sorry man but I got to be honest," I grin, then he growls and my grin falls for such much anger, did I hurt him?
"Why?" he asks
"Why what?" I ask as we keep on walking.
"Why the flea," he says in between teeth, I chuckle.
"Don't know I just can't help but fan girling over him," I say
"Fan?" he gasps, I chuckle.
"Let's stop talking about Izaya you'll get mad and we'll probably never get there at this pace," I say, he nods and we keep on walking. My cell phone rings and we keep on walking.
"This isn't a dream," he then says and then he pauses as he doesn't get a reaction from me. "What's your name?" he asks
"Rita Covarrubias," I respond
"Ohbha," he trys my last name I chuckle.
"I know it's hard isn't it?" I ask, "but just call me Rita," I smile at him, he smiles back.
AN: How did I do? Give me some criticism it is very much appreciated. Also sorry if my grammar isn't that good I usually don't pay attention to that stuff which is really bad of me.