Title- An Amalgamation

Pairing- Shizaya (Shizuo x Izaya) Sebaciel (Sebastian x Ciel)

Slight Pairings- Sebazaya (Is that it? Sebastain x Izaya) Shiciel (Oh god... I don't even know Shizuo x Ciel)

Rated- M

Disclaimer- I do not own any characters. All characters belong to Durarara! and Kuroshitsuji... Only the story line is mine ^.^

Warnings- Boy x boy (yaoi), Smut, Jealousy, Blood, Fighting, the usual hot guys and stuff...

A/N - Alright lookie and new story ahahaa... I know I should finish the other ones but this one wouldn't get out of my head since umm... this morning so I had to write it. I've never written a Kuroshitsuji fanfic so forgive me if I get anything wrong, but I'm working on it ^_^ Okay, I don't know if people ever mix these two animes together or these pairings, so it's a first for me. Ah, I hope people read this 'cause I don't know if crossovers are cool with you guys or not (I never read them) but I hope you'll like this as much as I love writing this. The title was inspired by a thesaurus so haha I suck at naming stuff...

I'm always up for new ideas, so just say what you don't like or do like and what you want to see. It's my first try with a crossover so I'll need all the help and support I can get :D Yup, I'm greedy like that O.O

Sorry if there are any mistakes. Please tell me or kindly ignore :D Don't have a beta for this fic yet, but I'm always happy with people who can tell me what I can fix with my writing! And also do tell if I have anyone OOC 'cause I really want to keep them in character throughout the process.

Remember to R&R so I can know if you want me to continue with this idea or not! Now, without further ado...

Enjoy~

Chapter 1

"Sebastian, I'm traveling again. Accompany me," Ciel said, his face illuminated in the artificial light coming from his laptop.

He heard a chuckle come from the cellular device in his hand and gave a small frown, but didn't voice out his distaste. He couldn't exactly tell his butler off for having a strong sense of humor in practically everything.

"Young master, are you growing bored again? That's quite childish of you."

The smooth voice had a hint of humor in it, and Ciel could just imagine the smirk that seemed to be permanently plastered across the older demon's face.

He sighed. All the conversations between them seemed to be the same and it was only a matter of time before he completely forgot about it. Again. It came with the dozens of years he'd lived.

"Well, what can you expect from me? I have everything: wealth, time, looks, time, power, and most of all, time. Boredom was bound to follow."

"Then why don't we just go back to the demon world? The human world can get tiresome after a while." Ciel could hear the hint of anticipation in Sebastian's voice, however slight it was. He'd come to learn how to tell his butler's emotions through the years, and now he could pinpoint the little details that he couldn't as a human.

He found more satisfaction in crushing Sebastian's hopes than making him happy, always one to show off his authority between the two.

It was probably just his childish side coming to light, but he'd never admit that.

"I detest the demon world. It's full of cannibalistic beasts who know nothing better than trying to satisfy their ever-present hunger. I'd rather stay here."

"Of course." Ciel's frown deepened when he wasn't presented with any disappointment in the silky voice. "Where would you like to travel?"

Ciel had been watching T.V when he saw an anime come on. He'd taken a liking right away and wanted to travel to the world of anime - Japan. That's why he was currently sitting in front of the laptop, booking flights.

But he'd never admit that.

"We're going to Tokyo, Japan. I've already booked my flight ticket to Shinjuku from here. Finish your work in Brazil quickly and come immediately."

Sebastian hummed in response. "What time will you be there? If you don't mind my asking, why aren't you taking your private jet?"

Ciel rolled his eyes, though there was no way the red-eyed man could have seen that.

"It's boring to go on there." And lonely by myself, he mused.

But there was no way he'd admit that.

"Anyways, I'll reach Shinjuku by tomorrow afternoon since I'm taking the next flight in an hour."

"Alright. I'll wait for you, Young Master. Have a safe trip."

"...Yeah." There was no need for pleasantries or good will's since he couldn't die, but he didn't voice it out.

Maybe he misses me, he thought with a smirk as he ended the call on his Smartphone. Unlikely, but it has been eight years since we last met in person.

There was a short, abrupt knock on his door, followed by a woman's voice.

"It's almost time for your flight. Are you ready to go, Master Ciel?"

One of his new maids. He shut his laptop and got off his bed, going over to the door. His baggage would already be at the terminal.

And now for a new adventure. I wonder what Tokyo has ready for me.

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"Namie, I'm heading off now. Remember, I'm not making any appointments so tell them off if they ask. Finish making the meal, and remember, he doesn't like sweetened cake. Don't you even try to troll on me while they come over, or it'll be a cut in your paycheck. And don't you forget that -"

"SHUT UP! I already know the schedule, so stop stalling. They're leaving in an two hours right? The foods done and they're probably already at the airport. You can go now." Namie frowned, here arms crossed and her glare evident in all its icy fury. She watched, annoyed, as her boss ran over to her side, looking through the bento boxes she had prepared on the table at her side.

He sighed and checked his phone for the nth time that morning.

"Alright, I guess that'll be enough. Geesh, I don't even know why an American mafia leader found the need to hire an informant as his guide through his stay here. Why the heck did I accept such a ridiculous offer?"

"For the money," Namie said, taking a seat at her desk and booting up her computer.

Izaya laughed, swinging on his fur-trimmed coat with a flourish. He picked up the bag carrying the food and checked his pockets to make sure he had his keys, phones, and, of course, his knives.

"You're wearing that coat?" Namie asked with distaste and he spared her a quick, questioning glance. "It's the long one, I thought you'd rather wear the short one since its spring already. And doesn't the long one restrict movement in your legs? I didn't think you'd let down your guard just 'cause they're leaving. They could still be a potential threat."

Izaya laughed. "Of course I know that, Namie. I'm not stupid, nor have I ever been. Even with my legs a little slower, I'll still be quicker than them, and I know they're not a potential threat, they are a threat. They want something from me, which I don't plan to give them."

Namie raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"You know what they're planning? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Aha, oh Namie, you're still so naive. If I can't tell them, then I can't tell you either right? But I have to play into their hands so they can play into mine. It's all part of the bigger picture!"

"Che, I knew you weren't doing this for the money."

The information broker laughed, strolling over to the door. "That was just an added bonus. Bye bye Namie! If I don't get home by tonight, you're free to come search for me. And make sure to call Dragon Zombie and tell them the code word 'Red'. They'll understand. Don't try to follow them unless you want to die, which would be a loss of asset for me, so don't. Alrighty, ja ne~"

With extra elaboration, he turned on his heel and walked out the door, slamming it shut behind him.

Namie seethed with anger. That meant she'd have to stay the night.

He better pay me overtime.

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Shizuo stretched and heard his bones crack back into place as he stepped out of his brother's newest car. He wasn't good with vehicles - he only knew how to throw them - so he didn't know what model it was, but he could tell it was expensive. It was obvious in all its shiny purple glory.

Kasuka - actor name Yuuhei Henajima - stepped out next, Gucchi sunglasses in place and a cheap straw hat on his head. Shizuo had long given up on trying to figure out what went through his younger brother's head or what was up with his mixed fashion style, so he chose not to point out how they were different. It didn't matter anyways. Kasuka looked good in anything he wore.

"Ah, Kasuka, how long will you be gone this time? It's only one scene in your new movie right? Make sure to call me every now and then, especially if you need any help."

Kasuka gave a small smile, only a corner of the side of his mouth being upturned.

"You worry too much nii-san, I'll be fine. I always call, but you also need to make sure you don't break your phone and need a new one okay? It's hard to keep track of all your different numbers."

Shizuo grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his neck.

"Yeah I know. Your flight's soon right? I heard Canada is really cold, so be sure to wear a jacket at all times and keep your health as your top priority. And you're filming on the mountains too! Well, at least you know English, so you can go around, but don't get lost."

The young actor sighed. It was just like his brother to worry over his health when the older male was immune to almost everything.

He gave a nod and the Fortissimo of Ikebukuro took out the luggage, carrying the large, heavy bags as if it were nothing. Which it probably was for him. The two walked to the terminal and he checked his phone. Half an hour till boarding.

They took seats in the waiting area and Shizuo looked around at all the people mulling about. He was used to crowds, being the city boy he was, so he ignored them. But then his eye caught a person who stood out from the rest.

Many ladies were eyeing the man as well, but no one got close to him. He was tall, with black hair and pure red eyes. He wasn't from around here, that much was obvious to the debt collector, but he didn't stand out because of awkwardness.

If Shizuo was a girl, he'd have had to admit that the black-haired man with the devilish smirk was sexy.

But he wasn't a girl.

It wasn't the looks that made Shizuo gaze a little longer than necessary. It was the smirk. The damn smirk.

It reminded him of a certain flea who would always smirk as well.

But there was one difference and it was the only reason Shizuo hadn't already thrown a billboard at the tall man.

The red-eyed man's smirk wasn't degenerating or cruel. It was just there.

When he felt a tap on his shoulder, he turned to see Kasuka giving him a questioning glance and he shook his head with a smile, telling his younger sibling that there was nothing the matter.

Kasuka nodded and went back to roaming his phone, so Shizuo turned to look back at the man.

Only to see that he had disappeared.

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Sebastian cocked his head to the side when he heard the announcer over the terminal say that the next plane was coming in fifteen minutes. He stepped away from the spot he was standing in and moved over to the waiting area. He knew his young master hated waiting, no matter how much time he had to live, so he had to be ready. It was the reason he'd come to Japan so quickly.

As he walked towards the doors, he saw a blur of black hair and fur run by and stopped in his tracks. The man that had just run by him was fast, too fast to be a mere human, but that's exactly what he was. Sebastian smelled no demon on the male, and he watched in wonder as the male ran by. As he sprinted past a corner and through the door Sebastian had just opened, the demon butler caught sight of a group of men chasing behind.

He frowned. There was no way the men could catch the quick man, which was why there was even more men stationed at the other end of the room.

It was clearly an ambush, and the men stood out plainly in their black suits and shades.

The young male in a fur-lined long coat skidded to a stop and Sebastian walked through the door, closing it behind him to slow the young male's pursuers.

Everyone around them took the hint and scattered away, realizing there was danger in the area when the men took out guns.

Sebastian raised an eyebrow. This was clearly an unfair fight, around a dozen to one. And the dozen had weapons while the lone person had his hands in his pockets.

Normally, Sebastian would have helped out immediately, seeing how unfair a fight it was, and he still had time, but the look on the black-haired man's face made him stand back to watch.

A wide grin was plastered on the male's features and wild amusement danced in the red-brown eyes. He was rocking to and fro on the balls of his feet and his shoulders were lightly shaking in carefully contained laughter.

Sebastian saw airport security coming from all directions and he sighed. It looked like the fight would come to an end before it even began. He saw the coat-clad man sigh too and he made a mental note to find out who the man was later.

For now, he had to find his young master. He checked his time as the men in suits ran off in different directions and the young male blended into the now-bustling crowds.

He blinked in mild surprise. He hadn't expected so much time to pass so quickly, and it seemed the plane had already landed. When he looked up, he checked around, planning the quickest route to the younger demon in the shortest time.

But as he looked up, he saw a mop of blond hair making a beeline towards the black-haired male in the coat and paused in his train of thought.

The crowds had run off again when they took notice of the man in a bartender suit. Even the security had dispersed.

What? Who are these two?

The smallest of the three males left in the room blinked twice before the same grin came back on his face. He moved closer to the blonde and Sebastian briefly wondered if the young man was crazy. It was obvious the bartender was dangerous, seeing as how he had a chair in one hand, pulled out of - presumably - the waiting room.

"Izaaayyyaaaaa-kuuuunnn, why the hell are you in 'Bukuro again?" The blonde growled, and the butler marveled at the ease the human had as he lifted the metal chair and threw it at the small male.

Izaya - Sebastian figured that was his real name - dodged the throw effortlessly and ran off to the other side, laughing as he ran.

"Ah, Shizu-chan! I really didn't expect you to be here. What an unpleasant surprise! And just for your information, this is Shinjuku, not Ikebukuro. You're in my turf~" Izaya grinned impishly and the man named Shizu-chan roared in anger.

Sebastian saw a blink of silver and he realized it was a switchblade.

Airport security sucks.

"The hell louse, I'll kill you!"

Izaya ran towards Shizu-chan, and Sebastian speculated at the entertainment he was provided on his first day there.

He would have continued watching in amusement had he not caught sight - and scent - of a certain blue eyed demon child in the disarray.

Ciel had just walked in between the two men, seemingly not to notice the tension in the air, as he frowned at his tardy butler.

The two men who were about to clash in their fight skidded to a stop, noticing a child between them.

"Sebastian Michaelis, what is the meaning of this?" Ciel Phantomhive hissed through clenched teeth and Sebastian bowed.

Izaya and Shizuo looked between the two who were in their own world and dropped their weapons in shock. They hadn't even noticed the other two in the room.

"I'm sorry, Young Master. I was caught up in a little sideshow."

"I see that." Ciel gave the two human men a wary glance and walked closer to his butler. "But I'm here now. Carry my belongings."

"Of course." Sebastian bowed again. "And...

"Welcome to Japan."

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