Synopsis: Kaira Heiwajima's lived nearly all over Japan, finally resting on Ikebukuro, living with her cousin, Shizuo. Going to Raira Academy is where she met the blond-haired Masaomi Kida. Sparks flew. When the Red Bandits and Yellow Scarves go at it, leaving Kai with a new scar, she pushes Kida out of her life and Ikebukuro. Thing's have changed in the two years since that happened. When Kida comes back, he sees a new Kai. One with the bastard who already ruined his life once.
Rating: Teen to Mature
Warnings: Strong language and mature themes and scenes
Pairings: OC X Kida, OC X Izaya
Heya guys~! So I am on a DRRR! stint and decided to finally start this. I am not sure about a prequel just yet for this though. Anyway, as in this synopsis, Kaira's lived everywhere with her mother until her mother decided, after Kai got into some gang-related trouble, to send her to Shizuo. Even though they are cousins, Shizuo is more like an older brother to her. She met Kida at school, Raira. From there, it becomes a little romance...until crap hits the fan with the Yellow Scarves and this other gang, Red Bandits.
Songs: "Daylight" by Maroon 5
"Here Comes Goodbye" by Rascal Flatts
"What Hurts the Most" by Rascal Flatts
"If Everyone Cared" by Nickelback
"Come Undone" by My Darkest Days
Kai
I laid in the hospital bed. It had been my fault I was in there; like usual. I rolled my head toward the window where he was standing. His hands were casually in his pockets, where one chain draped from and hooked to a belt loop that I constantly grabbed and pulled toward me during our endless, countless make-out sessions. His eyes were outside the window, avoiding my eyes. Those light brown eyes I loved to look into to see what he was really thinking. I scanned my look to his white hoodie, reminding me of the one I took from him.
"At least look at me, Masaomi," I said as firmly as I could without breaking down at the thought of what happened.
"Why?"
"I want to look into your eyes," I started as he continued my finished sentence with, "So you can look into them when you break up with me? I don't think so, Kai."
Tears welled in my eyes as I felt the sting in my heart. "I wasn't thinking that."
His voice was somber as he said, "Yes you were. Don't lie to me."
"I never lied to you," I said quickly as a tear began to roll from the corner of my eye.
"Yes, you did. You lied to me about being apart of the Red Bandits."
"And you didn't exactly give me the truth about the Yellow Scarves, Kida," I shot back, trying not to get too worked up so I wouldn't reopen wounds I had gotten from his damn gang.
"I told you I was fucking involved with them, but you dated me anyway!" Kida snapped. "You, on the other hand, forgot to mention that little trivia that you were the fucking leader of the Red Bandits."
The tear at the corner of my eye was rolling freely now. "I told you I was notorious with gang leaders, and you never fucking asked what gangs I was affiliated with." I wiped the tears with my free arm, inadvertently wiping them on a bandage on my wrist.
Kida sighed, turning from me to the window again. "I still hate it when you cry," he muttered.
"Then don't fucking look at me," I said as I rolled my head the other way to get away from the pain of the possibility of breaking up with Kida. I knew it had to happen now; there was no way in hell we could go back to the way things where after what's happened. "Masa, I want you to pick up Saki and get the hell out of Ikebukuro."
Kida turned to me, his expression shocked. "What?"
"You heard me," I said as I turned to him, forcing my voice to stay level. "Get your ex-girlfriend, Saki, and get the hell out of Ikebukuro. You can forget about me and this whole fucking gang thing then."
"But, Kai..."
Tears stung my eyes, I blinked them away. "Just go, Kida."
Kida sighed, his hands leaving his pockets. He turned and sat on the edge of my hospital bed, where I still lay, trying to hurry up and recover with a wound to my side. He gripped the hospital's bed sheets as he continued scanning, obviously thinking. He took a good look at me, ending his scan at my eyes.
"Fine, when I leave here, it'll be the last you'll see of me for a VERY long time." I looked at him, my eyes filled with sorrow that he was actually agreeing to this. Deep down, I wanted him to disagree, saying that I was just saying that because I was still shaken up. "Just let me hold you and kiss you one last time, Kai. Saki had nothing on you."
I nodded, trying to tell myself this was still for the best. That I wouldn't regret letting him go no matter how much it was going to hurt. "Fine, one more time."
Masaomi let a smile slip as he sat next to me, slowly pulling me into his arms as I tried to help him, like I was of much help anyway. His legs rested on my bed like he was the one in the bed besides me. I always loved the feeling of being in his arms. He placed a sweet kiss on my lips, not deepening it much further than a deep, chaste kiss. I cuddled close to him, relishing in the feeling, trying to commit it to memory. We stayed like that for a while, fearing the inevitable when he would have to leave, but it was the best for the both of us. As we stayed there, in our own little world, Masaomi placed kisses to my lips, forehead, and cheeks.
I had actually no idea I was asleep until I woke up on my hospital bed. The sun was no longer out, letting the night have it's time. My hospital room was dark, just like my heart had become when I realized I no longer felt, or heard, a heartbeat against my ear. I pushed back the tears, trying to tell myself it was for the best.
"Kai, are you awake?" I heard Shizuo's voice ask.
I slowly nodded, trying not to think about what happened while I slept. Shizuo walked into my field of view. His eyes were dark like the room and the night. His face was drawn, tired. I knew it had come from a couple sleepless nights. He sat on my bed when I said nothing, which was unlike me.
"Where's Kida?"
I closed my eyes, biting back the tears, knowing that Kida was long gone with Saki. When Shizuo noticed this, he carefully pulled me into his arms, rocking slightly. "Kai, tell me."
That's when I broke down. "He's gone, Shizuo. I told him to leave," I said through tears, sobs, and coughs.
Shizuo kissed my head. "It'll be alright, Kaira."
I've no idea how many times Shzuo repeated that as he sat in that hospital bed as he rocked me, trying to console someone who was far beyond consoling. I cried myself to sleep that night, which had been the start of sleepless nights and silent tears as I thought about the blonde haired guy who told way too many corny jokes for his own good.
