A/N: Hey everyone I'm here with a new Durarara fanfic which was also written with the help of Ayokaya who also has a few of her own awesome ShizuoXIzaya stories. Anyways, Enjoy.
Chapter 1
Izaya's POV:
"Ah Namie, I'm going to have so much fun this night~" the raven chuckled.
Izaya sat in front of his computer. The screen's light was shining at his face giving it a bluish glow. Immediately he closed his latest chats and let the computer slowly power down, before standing up and taking the coat, that was resting behind him on his swivel chair.
"And whose life are you going to ruin this time?" The brown-haired woman replied sarcastically while working on a document at another desk.
She didn't even bother to look up from it, because she felt disgusted by the thought of seeing the man's malicious grin once again. She had seen the stupid Informant's smile way too often lately.
Meanwhile this one was going happily through the room approaching the front door while taking on his trim coat.
Just at the moment he waved goodbye to his secretary ready to leave, one of his phone's started to ring in his pocket. The Informant took it out eyeing the message he got suspiciously.
I'm going to be a little late. Sorry :(
Izaya's smile began to crack a little when he read this. He sighed.
"Oh, bad news?" He heard the voice from the other side of the room.
Namie had finally turned around to him not hiding a smile, that clearly showed how happy she was about the raven's frustration. However, Izaya wouldn't just let her win and give her the idea, that she was actually right with her assumption. A genuine smile appeared on his face.
"Not at all! My date's just going to be a little late. But what kind of gentleman would I be, if I actually went seriously mad at something like that?~" he chuckled before starting to type a fast reply.
It's alright. :) I will wait for you.
Namie's smile faded and was replaced by an annoyed expression, when her "Boss" hummed a happy goodbye at her before stepping out and closing the door behind him.
In front of it Izaya checked his phone one last time, before he finally put it back into his pocket.
Laughing he jumped down the stairs.
At the end this girl will be just like all the other girls before her.
Akira's POV:
Akira sat on the couch quietly waiting for her brother to show up so she could leave. On the floor her little sister happily played with a litter of kittens under the watchful eye of the mother, Krystie, who currently sat on her lap.
Letting her eyes wander over to the glowing analog clock above the TV, Akira let out a quiet sigh as she noticed the time. She would be late.
She typed up a quick message to Nakura before shutting her phone and reached down to pet Krystie. Unfortunately for her, that was the same moment her brother decided to come barging in, scaring the feline and causing her to claw herself unto Akira's hand. She hissed in pain.
"Ayato! Please stop barging in like that, cat scratches are painful!" She scolded him while examining her hands. She had four small but slightly deep scratches that had begun to sting. Nevertheless they wouldn't impede her trip, so using a napkin from the coffee table, she wiped away the blood and threw it away.
"Ouch, sorry about that, Sis" Ayato said, a sheepish look on his face. He opened his mouth again, probably to apologize but Akira cut him off.
"Never mind that Ayato, just take care of Alice. I have to go, but I'll be back soon."
"If you say so. Be safe Akira".
Akira gave him a quick hug before exiting the house and unto the chilly night. She walked quickly towards the train station, a slight frown on her face. She didn't like being late. Arriving at the station, she quickly bought her ticket and thankfully caught the train before it left.
On the train, she sat down on a bench and looked around. Surprisingly the train wasn't very full and it allowed her to observe everyone on it with ease. She hid a face of disdain.
'Humans, why do they have to be so pathetic' she thought, brushing her hair away from her eyes.
Akira had never liked human beings despite being one herself. They lied, manipulated, and deceived, then they said it was for the good of others. It was plain out pathetic.
That business man on the phone, for example. He had just told his wife, he was busy at a meeting, yet here he was, on this train with a young girl barely out of her teens holding on to his arms.
Then there was the girl who was telling the other one, she was worthless. The look of envy on her face was clear as day.
Akira sighed. It would always make her wonder why humans felt superior when they were really just inferior.
The train halted to a stop and she stood up and exited the train.
It took her only a few more minutes to find the place, Nakura had wanted to meet her. The boy had described the location very detailed. That's why she was sure to be at the right place.
The blond girl was standing in front of a restaurant, the sign in front of it saying "Russia Sushi". Yet it wasn't the sign telling her, that she was at the right place, but the tall black man, who was standing in front of it trying to attract customers by cheering very loudly.
Though the guy seemed unique to her and made her a little curious, she decided to wait a few metres away from it not wanting to catch the man's attention.
Just at the moment she took out her phone and started typing a message to Nakura to inform him that she had arrived at the venue, a hand was placed on her shoulder.
A little surprised, Akira turned around facing a young man, who was about a head taller than her.
"Are you Riri?" the raven asked giving her a friendly smile, before the hand from her shoulder fell back to his side.
"Yes." she answered shortly scrutinizing the man.
Was he Nakura? The description Nakura had given her the other day was assorting. A young man, with black hair and brownish eyes. Still she couldn't stifle the feeling, that something was wrong.
Nakura had told her, that he wanted to kill himself this very night. The young man had said though, that he was too afraid of facing death alone - that's why he had searched for someone else to support him.
Akira had answered, that she was also thinking about ending her life, though that had been an utter lie.
Sure, the blond girl was interested in death, always wondering what could make people want to end their lives - but the reason for her curiosity was more that life was indescribable beautiful in her eyes.
That's why she had decided to help Nakura see this beautiful side of life, too.
However, she had expected to meet a sad and depressed man, who believed that he could find his last resort only in death - and not the totally normal, happily smiling teenager right in front of her.
Either this man wasn't Nakura or all the things Nakura had told her, had been utter lies. Still the fact, that the man in front of her knew her chatting name "Riri", showed her that he had at least contact with Nakura and knew about their conversations on the Internet.
When Akira finally concluded that this young man wasn't the person she had got to know on the Internet, something hard hit her head causing her to lose her balance.
The last thing she noticed was, that someone pulled her into a van, before she lost consciousness.
Akira groggily opened her eyes, a dull pain coming from her head causing her to cringe as soon as she tried to move. Blinking, to adjust her eyes to the light, she managed to make out a figure above her.
"Hey, who are you?", She asked. The figure, who she could now tell was a woman, typed something on her PDA before showing it to her.
[I was instructed to take you to a certain place after you woke up] the screen said, while the woman gestured to a motorcycle. Akira nodded.
"Very well, but do you mind waiting? They hit me over the head hard and I don't think I could stand up right now without falling over from dizziness". The woman nodded and Akira took that as a yes.
Pulling herself into a cross legged position she looked at the woman, and noticed she had an annoyed posture. She began to analyze things.
Those guys that kidnapped her had obviously done it before, for it to have been done so quickly and easily. That meant this had happened before - many times, most likely. She stood up.
"You're annoyed because this has happened before, aren't you? He's done this often."
The woman typed on her PDA again and held it up. [how did you know?]
"Because, He and I, we are more alike than he thinks." Akira said, and then "Well the dizzyness is over. I'm ready to go."
The woman handed her a black helmet. And got on to the motorcycle, motioning for her to get on the back. Akira did so and wrapped her arms around the woman's waist. With a sound that sounded like that of a horse's neigh, they were speeding off, the streets nothing but a blur.
The whole trip was relatively quiet, but Akira didn't mind because it gave her time to think. She had many questions in her head that she was itching to get answers for. For example, why did Nakura do this? What did he gain from it? She had a feeling it was for the reaction of the people, but it also confused her. Surely the majority of people had the same reaction.
While Akira contemplated this, They arrived at an extremely tall building.
[this is as far as I go. You have to go to the top. Oh and do you think you can knock sense into him?] she wrote and Akira smiled at her.
"Thank you and I'll most certainly try."
With that Akira turned and walked through the building entrance.
She had to go up couple of stairs, until she arrived at the rooftop. It was dark, only a few lights illuminating the place making it hard for her to recognize her surroundings.
She turned around with shock, when she suddenly heard a rustle from behind. Akira exerted her eyes, trying to see something in the dark and her eyes widened a little, when she discerned a dark silhouette in one of the dark corners.
She couldn't identify much, but the figure seemed to be a man. At least the build told her so.
"Finally. I've been waiting for you~" the figure said, approaching her slowly.
When the man stepped in the light, Akira could finally see his features. A young man, with black hair and surprisingly not brown but crimson eyes, who had - in her opinion - a very handsome face. Most features were matching with Nakura's description and she immediately wondered, if the raven in front of her was really the Nakura she got to know on the Internet.
However, there was something that totally unsettled her - and that was the arrogant grin on the raven's face.
"Are you Nakura?" Akira asked frowning, while the man continued approaching her until he finally stopped only a mere metre away from her.
The raven's smile grew wider. "Yes, indeed~ Then you must be Riri. You must be really confused right now, aren't you?~" The man chuckled.
"Not really." The blonde girl answered shyly, a little rush of satisfaction rising inside her, when she saw the raven's smile disappear.
"Really? And why is that, if I may ask?" this one asked. Akira could hear, that the man still tried to sound contemptuous, but his eyes told her something else. A frown was covering his face and his eyes were shining with the resentfulness following defeat.
"I don't know, what kind of people you are normally trying to trick like this, but I figured you out long ago. Your only reason for searching for someone on the internet, who wanted to commit suicide, and then kidnapping that person, was your pure curiosity to the person's reaction. Would she really commit suicide? What could make her do it? Absolutely logical questions, but what you didn't expect, is the fact, that I came here because of the very same reason: To find out, what made Nakura want to kill himself. Well, it seems I'm not going to find out, because everything he told me had apparently been utter lies."
Akira explained herself totally expressionless, though she kind of enjoyed the changes in the man's facial expression. First it was surprise, shock, then comprehension and the last thing left, when she ended her speech, was anger.
However, for a while the man wasn't saying anything at all and she already expected him to do something drastic like attacking her, but then the raven just dropped his gaze. She couldn't see his face, when he at first started to giggle, until it grew to a mad hysterical laughter before the raven yanked his head up.
"Aha ha ha ha ha! You stupid girl! You can't fool me!"
The blond girl just waited until the laughter ceased, becoming a small giggle. Then only the arrogant grin from before was left. "Because I'm a god." the raven stated at last, as if it was the most normal thing to be said.
Akira's eyes narrowed. She couldn't define wether it was pity or sympathy she felt for the man, since he was interesting and pathetic at the same time.
She cleared her voice. " A god? Don't make me laugh! Gods above humanity can only use rational logic since feelings are only reserved for humans. But the only reason why you want to observe people at the point of death is, that you're afraid of approaching them in real life with your real feelings. And this fear doesn't make you a god, but a sad human."
Akira hadn't noticed that she had raised her voice while speaking. It was unnatural for her, normally never showing any feelings. But the haughtiness of the man somehow enraged her.
However, the man in front of her was only staring at her with wide eyes , pure shock lying everywhere on his face.
The girl inhaled deeply, before claiming her final conclusion with neutral tone "And that's rather pathetic, if you ask me."
Observing the raven's expression she expected a little resistance, but suddenly this one's face grew very dark. The corners of his mouth convulsed and a great fury was reflected in his eyes.
When Akira was already looking for being attacked, the raven suddenly turned around and stormed off angrily.
The door of the rooftop was shut with a loud bang and Akira was left alone in the dark.
Izaya's POV:
Izaya was angry. Not just angry, he was humiliated! How dare that stupid girl call him, her God, pathetic! He stormed all the way home, pushing and shoving anyone who got in the way. He didn't care about them, after all they were insignificant humans just like that girl.
Still as angry as before, if not more, Izaya entered the building and not bothering to wait for the elevator. He stormed up the stairs and entered his apartment slamming the door behind him. He passed Namie who looked up.
"What's with all the noise? Girlfriend stood you up?"
Izaya angrily turned to her.
"You know what Namie, just get out of here right now before I cut your pay!" He yelled. Namie, who was pretty much unfazed by Izaya's temper, sighed and stood up scowling while gathering her stuff in his hand.
"Whatever. Oh and I went to pick up your mail like you asked, it's on your desk."
"Just get out!"
Namie rolled her eyes and walked out of the apartment leaving Izaya to deal with his anger and frustration alone. After locking the door, Izaya stomped all the way to his desk and sat on his chair. He took out his knife and threw it, where it stuck on the wall. He yelled in frustration.
He hadn't felt so angry and annoyed in such a long time, thanks to that stupid girl who ruined his fun. What did she know about anything? All she was, is another one of his puppets, one of his lovely humans he could bend and break for his entertainment. How dare she call him pathetic!
Sighing, he ran his hand through his hair, trying to calm down. He wasn't going to let that blonde brat get to him. She was just another human who wanted attention from her God, that was all!
She was just a lonely, pathetic little human that wanted to grab his attention.
Giving himself a spin, he decided that he was right. The thought didn't cheat him up right away though, so he decided he needed a distraction. Another human, one that wouldn't ruin his fun. With the goal set in mind, he began thinking of what he could do, when something caught his eye. The mail Namie had brought in for him.
On top of the stack of envelopes and flyers, there was a particular one that caught his eye. It was an ad for a dating website. He grinned. Perfect. This was just what he needed, a desperate, lovesick fool he could break.
Without hesitation Izaya turned the computer on and searched for the website. Just like the ad, the website was lovely and eye-catching decorated, with a lot of red and pinkish hearts all over and a sentence in a big and ornate letters at the top saying "Find your true love".
Izaya hissed at that.
The Informant wasn't one of those foolish guys, who believed in something like "true love". It was an utopia, created by some desperate humans most probably engaged in the film industry. With something like that being spread through the media, they tried to make people think that there was actually a deeper meaning in their existence. Like finding your soulmate, your promised one, and then fulfilling your heart's desire by it living happily together until the very end.
The whole website was dripping with gaudy trash like that and it really disgusted him. However, it wouldn't stop him in his plans.
The raven clicked on the registration button starting to fill in important information about his person. Sex, age, hobbies and preferences. Izaya was only searching for another human to play with and he already got annoyed that he had to go through such a trouble for it.
Half-heartedly he typed that he had no preferences when it came to the gender. After all, he could love all his humans equally, the sex didn't mean anything to him.
At hobbies he considered his answer for a moment. He couldn't write human observation and information gathering, could he?
After a moment, he decided on "doing sports" ,"meeting with friends" and "going to restaurants or cafés".
Well, it was no lie. Izaya was pretty sporty always running around the city, especially running away from the blond monster. Then he also met a lot of people. Okay, except for Shinra and maybe Shiki, you couldn't really call anyone a friend of him, but whatever. And then he went pretty often to Russia Sushi, but not only there. He was also very often in other cafés, though mostly because of human observation.
Still, no one could say that they were all absolute lies.
He looked at his profile for a last time, before he smiled contently and confirmed it.
What now?
Was he supposed to search for someone matching for him.
He looked through the website for a while, until finding a button called "Random Person". It was supposed to let the website search for someone, who was random, but was still matching with your profile.
Izaya smiled. Wasn't there even more fun in finding someone randomly, he absolutely didn't know anything about? With that it would be a lot more thrilling for him!
The raven clicked on the button his smile spreading across his face while waiting for the result.
Shizuo's POV
Shizuo looked hesitantly from his computer to the paper ad Celty had given him earlier today. The flyer was covered in plethora of pink and red hearts, and looked like most clichéd dating sites. Honestly he just wanted to throw it away and forget about it, but he had promised Celty he'd give it a try. Sighing, he turned on his computer and logged on to the site.
Like the flyer it was covered with pink and red hearts, cursive writing in a flouncy font and stories of how people had found true love filled the front page. It all annoyed him. He clicked on the registration button and started filling up all his info. He decided to make up a name, when he reached that box and came up with Shou Hirari.
He went with both for sex preference, since none of that had really ever mattered to him. For hobbies he put down "hanging out with friends" since putting down " beating the shit out of the flea" was pretty of limits. No one would have trouble figuring out who he was if he wrote that.
He filled out a few more things, as truthfully as he could before he finished. He double checked his profile to make sure everything was okay.
'Here goes nothing' he thought and clicked the 'Random Person' button. A few minutes he waited, watching the screen load before a chat screen popped up that said.
[you are now chatting with Nakura]
[Nakura: Hello, Anybody there?]