I Write Sins Not Tragedies. - Ame
I Do Not Own Durarara! If I did, Shizuo and Izaya would rape each other like, every episode. XD
-LB-
Izaya walked into the church and reluctantly looked at all the pale colors. Today was Shinra and Celty's official wedding. It was only with close people, aka people
who knew that Celty did not have a head. Izaya's only pleasure in being here today was to annoy the heck out of Shizuo. He lived for it. It calmed him mentally. I mean being insane must
get tiring everyone once in a while.
As Celty walked down the isle in her black dress, contradicting the meaning of a white dress, everyone stood and watched her. Shizuo was eyeing Izaya, waiting
for some twisted plot to happen and their wedding to go down in flames. Everyone watched sitting comfortably in their place as Shinra and Celty exchanged vows, except for the annoyed
Izaya.
By the reception, Shizuo stared at Izaya in wonder, he thought that Izaya would cause trouble. So Shizuo confronted the man he couldn't stand.
"What the heck are you planning now?" asked Shizuo in a annoyed voice.
"What do you mean, 'What am I planning'? Shizu-chan?" asked Izaya in a devilish voice.
"You're always planning something so don't give me that, so tell me. What are you planning? How are you going to ruin their wedding?" asked Shizuo, getting more annoyed by the
second.
"Oh I would never ruin something as… beautiful as this? I mean who am I? Am I someone all mighty, to ruin a wonderful occasion? I mean, how much more beautiful wedding can this
get? A headless wife, and a crazy husband?" Izaya asked, smiling devilishly, with a sly voice.
Each word ticked Shizuo off, especially what was said about his two good friends, Celty and Shinra. They we're kind, to both of them. Of course unknowing to others, Izaya
actually did prefer bothering the two instead of normal humans, but mostly Shizuo. Izaya, knew he wasn't human, but like Saika, Izaya had a love for humans. He loved to watch them
from a far, and play god. But he didn't get to personal with them. But the three, Celty, Shinra, and mostly Shizuo, they were more like him.
More… Inhuman.
Shizuo who was overly annoyed with Izaya, grabbed the nearest table, and chucked it at Izaya, who moved and, the table ended up creating a hole where the door once was. Obviously
everyone was now looking in the direction of the door.
"Well I guess I'll take my leave now," Izaya said, as he bowed out, and through the door. Knowing Shizuo was following.
"Oi! Teme, this is what you were planning weren't you? You son of a_" Shizuo was rampaging.
"Whoa, hold up. Am I not allowed to act like a normal Samaritan once in a while?" Izaya smirked.
"No." Shizuo said point blank. Izaya's smirk dropped and he casually walked over to Shizuo.
"I write sins, not tragedies," he smirked. Shizuo was confused by what Izaya meant, and was about to ask what he meant.
About to…
Right as a sound escaped Shizuo's lips, Izaya pressed his lips on Shizuo's. Shizuo's mind, at that point had become blurred.
"See. I told you, sins, not tragedies," Izaya smirked and hopped off.
- The End.
-Sorry If It Was Bad
-I3 Shizaya For Some Strange Reason XD.
-Sorry For Spelling && Stuff.
-Shortest Fic I Ever Wrote _