A/N: Hey guys! Here's a little drabble that just kinda popped into my head while I was listening to Lana Del Rey's Young and Beautiful. Not a song fic, but I do recommend listening to the song as you read just to set the mood.
I do not own Durarara, whose rights belong to the respective owners. Please enjoy and give feedback!
Warnings: Suicide/Implied Shizaya
Broken King
Tumultuous clouds crowded the skies of Ikebkuro. A young man stood on top of a skyscraper, standing precariously close to the edge. He looked down with a blank face. He stared at the cars and people below with an uninterested expression.
"Humans are such pathetic creatures." he intoned unemotionally, studying them with the a low level of interest. "I can't believe I really wasted so much time observing them. They're nothing special. Just insignificant little insects."
The Orihara continued watching silently. The wind picked up, blowing up the edges of his jacket and giving him the appearance of a dark angel. He glanced briefly at the sky just as it started to pour.
He closed his eyes peacefully, surrendering to the wrath of the sky. He was drenched instantly, the harsh pummeling of the drops stealing all heat from his body. Still, he stood there, simply content to be bathed in the torrential storm.
A huge arc of lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating the shivering male. The rumbling sound of thunder followed soon after. A wet splash behind him caused him to open his eyes. He didn't turn around, well aware of who was behind him.
"Shizu-chan..." he breathed out, the name nearly being drowned out in a crash of thunder. The blond male stared intently as the back of his long time enemy. He saw that the normal bravado and smugness of the informant was now gone. His shoulders were slumped, almost as if in defeat. The mournful look on the brunet's face made him almost seem human and that pissed Shizuo off.
"What the hell do you think you're doing flea? Why did you call me here?" he growled, brown eyes burning holes into the other male's back. A hollow laugh came from Izaya, which put the abnormally strong male across from him on edge.
"Why indeed? I guess I wanted you to be here to watch. To finally instill the image of you as a true monster in my eyes, Shizu-chan." he replied, still not turning around.
The cryptic words and unusual actions of his enemy caused a surge of anger to build up in the blond. He quickly strolled over to the brunet and forced him to turn around. He yanked him up by his collar, getting in his face.
"What the fuck is wrong with you Izaya?! You better not have just called me up here just to screw with my mind with all this mysterious bullshit! What the hell do you want?!" he snarled angrily, eyes scorching the brunet with the intensity of their anger.
In response, the red eyed male simply smiled. "Just this." Lightning illuminated the sky as Izaya fulfilled his last request. Shizuo was in shock, eyes wide. The informant broke the kiss, a gentle smile and unreadable look in his eyes.
"This is the goodbye Shizu-chan." he whispered. He broke free from the blond's hold, and before the enforcer was aware of what was happening, jumped off the edge of the building.
The Heiwajima rushed to the edge to try and save him, but he was too late. He looked over the side, eyes widening in horror at what he saw.
"IZAAAAAYAAAAAAA!"