Title: Honora Patrem Tuum
Genre: Gen
Paring: None.
Status: One shot.
Summary: Never let it be said that Orihara Izaya never cared for his family. A conversation between a Father and son.
Warnings: Worksafe. No pairing. Gen.
A/N: Cross-posted at the 'DURARARA!GENMEME.'
Disclaimer: Durarara! belongs to Narita Ryōgo, I do not own any of the characters you recognise in this fanfiction.
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Hello Father, it's been a long time.
Me? Why am I here? Father, there's no need to sound so shocked. I'm here to visit you. After all, we can't a filial son not visiting his ailing father, can we? And I got in using this; don't you recognise it, Father? It's the key to your house.
How did I get it? Father, the landlord is such a nice and understanding person. After hearing the pitiful plight I'm in and how I wished to visit you, he decided to let me visit you.
Now, now, Father. Trying to chase away your own son – your flesh and blood – from trying to visit his own father? Father, you hurt me so. I never thought humans could treat their own flesh and blood in such a horrible manner.
Lying? Why, Father, whatever made you think so? I never lie, Father.
Father, why don't you believe me? I have never done anything to let you down, have I? I'm such a dutiful, normal son. Perhaps even the best type of son one could ever want, so why won't you believe me, Father?
Father… What's with that accusing tone in your voice? I'm hurt, Father. I mean, after everything I did for our family, you still don't think of me as normal.
But I can't blame you.
After all, sanity, morality and normality are all relative. Nothing but mere play toys, games or standards set by our darling society. So, I can't blame you for being so ignorant, so human.
Did you not hear my previous words Father? I thought I told you already – sanityisrelative. What you may consider to be insane might be what another person considers to be sane, normal and within all morals.
Like how it would be within mine to just get rid of you right now.
… Do pick up your jaw from the floor right now, Father. It is terribly unsightly. It was only a joke. Father, I would never have hurt you. I mean, we are family, aren't we?
We're not?
Father, how you wound me so. Why won't you accept me as your son?
Corrupted? Kururi and Mairu became what they were out of their own choices, Father. It is not in me to trample on peoples' free will. Their phones, however…
Please don't look at me like that, Father. It wounds me so deep that it reaches my very soul.
Father, not many people actually hate me. I have quite a following. A lot of very loving people waiting for me to call them. They are willing to sacrifice their life for me. How I adore them.
Oh, but you're wrong Father, I lovehumans.
… I told you not to call me liar, Father. Why would you ever think that I would like about something like this?
You don't know me at all, Father. Think about it Father. What reason would I have to lie about something like this?
Reasons? If that's what you want Father, I will give you just that. Humans are so appealing and interesting; I just can't help myself...
Father… Don't get me wrong — I don't actually like you.
Ah.
I'll have you not move, Father.
After all, our conversation hasn't ended, ithasjustbegun.
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A/N: In case anyone's wondering, Honora Patrem Tuum means Honour Thy Father.