将軍参上
The Shogun Arrives

Hello Readers! Welcome to the story of Shogun Rouge. As always, please leave comments.

First off, I'd like to say that this is my favorite story to write. It is loosely inspired by the Japanese manga Blackjack, and based on the Japanese anime Durarara!. As with Blackjack, this is rated M for content. I'd think that mature children should be able to deal with it, but the story is based on traumatic surgery, and thus contains an extreme amount of blood and gore. There is nothing too sexual, except for the occasional lapses by Shinra, but these should be T level.

Finally, although there are some funny moments, this is far from a bright feel good story. If you want those, I write those too. Just see my profile for a guide.

Enjoy!

CH1 is an intro. No bloody stuff yet.

Disclaimer: I do not own the anime Durarara! It is owned by Aniplex, Brians Base and Ryhogo-sensei

I may have mistakenly uploaded a draft instead the first time. fixed.
Second update. Added parts.

The citizens of Ikebukuro worked on in another boring workday. The day was particularly boring for the students of Raira Academy. Nothing special happened this week, or was scheduled to happen next week. At least the weekend was coming up.

Masaomi Kida stared blankly at the bald History teacher's head. He had returned to Raira so he could have some fun with his friends, but was starting to regret it. There was nothing special here, nothing worth noting. He glanced out the window, and saw a blank, flat, and mostly lifeless courtyard. Funny, he thought. He remembered seeing something remarkably similar on TV yesterday. It was on the news. Something about-

"Kida, when was the Storming of Bastille?"

"Huh? I-I mean… 1789 July 14th!"

"Very good… now students this was the time when…"

Masaomi zoned out again. Part of the dullness of school was that the classes were too easy. If he had been dumber, maybe the nonsense of the French Revolution would have been more interesting. Wars and revolutions were too easy, too straightforward. Nothing hard to understand. Wars. That was it. The courtyard outside looked exactly like the one from the News yesterday. Some school in some warzone had been blown up, and the media was going ballistic over it. Maybe that kind of shock at Raira would make life a bit more interesting. As he thought this, he gazed outside the window again and noticed that a person was leaving the building. It was a woman, with a somewhat pretty sillouette, a red vest like shirt, badly dyed brown hair, and hideous tattoos.

Suddenly the woman turned around and faced the building. Masaomi clearly saw that she had a prominent eye patch, and that she had a… TV remote in her hand. The woman then smiled, blew a kiss toward the clock tower, and pressed a button.

Shinra Kishitani was chilling at home that day. Both he and Celty had the day off, and they had decided to spend it watching TV. Celty loved TV. She would record hours of shows that she liked, and watch them all on the weekends. Shinra liked to watch along at times too. Especially today, as he had exhausted himself with a 9 hour surgery the day before. Today they were watching her favorite action show. Some strong monster had just been killed, and the protagonists were about to kiss.

Suddenly Celty jumped out of her seat and violently yanked the power cord out of wall, turning off the TV. She then collapsed on the ground, shaking. If the Dullahan had had her head, she would have been crying.

Shinra understood. Celty was jealous of these shows. She couldn't stand watching kissing scenes in general, as they only reminded her of what she was incapable of doing.

He approached his girl, and wrapped his arms tenderly around her shoulders. Then, leading her back to the couch, he consoled her.

"Celty, don't worry about your head. We can still love each other without kissing you know." {Really} "Of course. There are so many other ways of expressing our intimacy. Lacking one of them isn't a problem." {What can we do then?}

A creepy grin started to form on the perverted doctor's face. "Well, We could go to the bedroom first and-"

The Telephone rang.

Goddammit, thought Shinra. If this was Izaya, he swore that he would murder him. The sly information broker had spoiled his romantic moments one too many times.

It was Izaya. And he was panicking.

Shinra controlled his anger, but also wondered. Izaya never panicked. Why would the man who calculates and knows everything that every happens panic and call him? Anyway, he decided to talk.

"Whachu want? Flea." "Hey, Shinra, uh… stuff's bad. Y-You need to come to Raira fast. We n-need a doctor like you!" "Just FYI, you ruined a perfect romantic moment for me, this is going to be double cost for yo-" "There's no time for that! The whole school's been blown up! We NEED doctors fast!"

What the…

Shinra cut the phone, and calmly turned the TV back on, flipping to the news channel. There, he saw what looked too similar to a wazone.

Raira Academy had been bombed.

The left wing of the building was gone, the central portion was on fire, and the right section seemed cut off from exits.

A quick puff of smoke next to him told the doctor what Celty thought. She was frightened and shocked, but was ready to go and help. Shinra nodded silently, and walked to his room. There, he picked up his bag, and changed to his work suit. His coat shined bright with its pure whiteness, blending naturally with his equally white tie, socks, and shoes, as well as his pale smooth skin. Only his dark black hair stood out.

Ready, the white doctor exited his house and mounted his girlfriend's motorcycle. Today was going to be a very busy work day.

To be Continued.

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