AUTHOR'S NOTES: I love Durarara! so I had to make a fanfic about it sooner or later. I think this one is definitely one of my best fanfictions so far, so I hope all of you like it. Also, REVIEW!
Chapter 1: The Cold Night
As Shizuo Heiwajima walked briskly along the sidewalk, hands in his pockets, he believed he was finally going to accomplish his one main goal: not using his powers for one day. He stated to himself before that he wouldn't care, but for some reason, he cared on this particular day. He hadn't gotten angry at his job Tom, and Izaya hadn't appeared for at least a week or two, which was a bit abnormal, but fine by Shizuo. Maybe he's dead, Shizuo thought about Izaya cheerfully. Suddenly, a lamp post's light flickered on as midnight struck. A small ringing came from Shizuo's watch.
"Oh yeah," he murmured to himself, glancing at his watch's alarm. "I was supposed to be home by now, wasn't I?" Shizuo looked up at the lamp post's light. That thing hasn't lighted ever since I got my apartment here, he thought to himself, Did some workers around here fix it? Or maybe...
"Did you know," Kyohei was saying to Shizuo a few days before, "That one of my friends was talking about how if something real unusual happens, it's an omen that something big's gonna happen?" Shizuo was smoking a cigarette at the time, uninterested.
"So, Kyohei," he said, "You mean big as in something extraordinary happens to you?" Kyohei nodded his head.
"Yeah, my friend told me a week or two after something similar happened to her." Shizuo sighed.
"Your friend's full of sh*t, you know that, right?" Kyohei frowned.
"I don't know, she seemed to be telling the truth to me." Shizuo began to walk away.
"Gotta go," he murmured as his phone was ringing. It was Tom, as always. "Going to work's better than listening to fairy tales."
As Shizuo remembered this, he thought for a split second that perhaps something important in his life was going to happen. He put it aside, shaking his head.
"No way," he muttered to himself, "It was just some crazy rumor that Kyohei's friend talked about." Shizuo kept walking down the sidewalk, passed the alleyways that created the mazes of Ikebukuro. I mean, seriously, Shizuo thought to himself, I've already had everything happen to me, so nothing's really all that extraordinary anymore. The moon hung in the air, but was blocked by the hundreds, perhaps thousands of buildings in the urban city of Ikebukuro. Shizuo kept looking at the sky, trying to look at the moon. Stupid buildings, he thought through clenched teeth. However, he reminded himself to keep calm.
"No need to get angry at the sky when you're so close to home," he said to himself. He took a deep breath to calm down, but calming down was not exactly on Shizuo's list, because he tripped over, falling to the ground.
"Hey, what the hell?" he shouted. He turned, and saw a wheel chair toppled over on the ground, its wheels still spinning in the midnight air. A...wheel chair? he thought to himself, Could it be some homeless guys or something? As Shizuo was about to throw the wheel chair through the hair, he paused.
"Wait a sec," he whispered, "It smells like..." Shizuo looked down to his left, towards an alleyway. There wasn't anyone in it, but Shizuo couldn't put his mind to rest. I'm not gonna check it out, he thought, It's probably just a...just a dog, right? Not...Not...Shizuo glared at the alleyway. I'm checking, just for a minute, and then I'll be right out. Shizuo ran into the alleyway, pushing the wheel chair behind him. A sharp cry pierced into the air.
"IZAYA, WE HAD A DEAL!" Shizuo gasped in excitement and anger. He turned his head to his side, and ran to his left, where another alley awaited him, along with Izaya and a group of men that were behind him. Shizuo stood in silence for a moment behind a wall, out of Izaya's sight. Shizuo glared at Izaya, his fists clenched in confusion and frustration. What's he doing in Ikebukuro? Shizuo thought, And why aren't I beating them to a pulp?! Shizuo stepped forward, ready to strike Izaya who was only twenty feet away, until he saw who was at Izaya's feet.
A small girl, who was probably only thirteen, lay on the ground, glaring up at Izaya. Shizuo stepped back for a moment, curious at what precisely was going on. Izaya smirked at the girl.
"You know, my dear Solstice," he cooed, "I knew we had a deal, but I realized it just didn't cut out evenly for me." The girl's nails clawed into the ground in frustration. Shizuo noticed that blood was running down her forehead.
"You got control of parts of Ikebukuro as long as no one died or got hurt! That sounds like a good deal to me, don't you think?" Izaya smirked.
"Solstice, Solstice, Solstice," he sighed, "I'm quite surprised you've had so much control over Ikebukuro for such a long time! Did you make deals like these with criminals? Because if you did, my friend, I really want to know what you did to sway them from violence." The girl who was referred to as Solstice shook her head.
"You fool, my family helped with the deals before I took control of the Mafia. By then, it was easy making negotiations with people who knew my family well." Solstice clenched her teeth.
"So," she growled, "Why are you backing out of the deal?!" Izaya knelt down and patted Solstice on the head.
"Though you're quite smart for you age," he began, "You're still naive to the rest of the world, aren't you? You see, if I don't get to have my slice of violence and terror, I don't know what I'd do!" Izaya waved his finger in front of the girl, "Now, naughty girl, I simply have to conduct business. I need to have Ikebukuro all to myself for now, and unfortunately for you, you played into my game just as expected." Izaya smiled as he waved his finger in front of Solstice's face. He smiled.
"I think I should call you Solsy chan, Solstice. What do you think of that?" Solstice frowned, and bit Izaya's finger as hard as she could. Izaya paused for a moment as his blood ran down Solstice's chin. He stopped smiling for a moment, and blinked.
"Well," he began, "That was..." Izaya smiled as he pulled his finger away from Solstice and kicked her in the throat, "...Completely expected!"
Shizuo clenched onto the wall so hard that part of the bricks that constructed it shattered into pieces. Izaya, along with the rest of his men, looked up, wondering who was making such a sound. Izaya reached for his knife as he gave orders to two of his men.
"Mana chan, Kuzu chan, go check what's behind that wall for me." Two men stepped up form the group of five, and walked over to the edge of the building.
"I don't think I see anything so far," said one as the other nodded in agreement. Suddenly, a growl was heard amongst the alley ways.
"Well, well, well" Shizuo stepped in front of the two men, and punched them out in quick succession. Then, he turned to Izaya as the rest of his men ran away. "I hate you a lot little flea, but now I think I hate you even more for beating up some kid!" Izaya smiled.
"Shizu chan," he exclaimed, "Long time no see! Though, I believe right now isn't the time for talking, since I am talking to the one person who practically controls Ikebukuro and-" Izaya was cut off by Shizuo throwing a nearby metal garbage can at him.
"DON'T CALL ME SHIZU CHAN, YOU FLEA!" Izaya jumped up, avoiding the garbage can, and ran towards Shizuo with two knives in his hands. He jumped forward, trying to slash at Shizuo, but Shizuo grabbed the twin blades.
"Hmm?" Izaya, for the first time in his life, was caught off guard. Shizuo's blood dripped onto the ground from the blade's cut, but it didn't appear to affect him. He glared at Izaya, and in one swift motion, grabbed onto his hands so he couldn't move, and threw him behind him to a nearby building. Izaya slammed against the hard brick walls, and fell to the ground. Shizuo walked towards Solstice, who was crumpled on the ground. He knelt down, and shook her shoulders.
"Hey, kid," he said gruffly, "Wake up." Solstice fidgeted, then her eyes fluttered open.
"Who're you?" she murmured. Shizuo looked up, and notice Izaya was gone. Damn flea, he thought. Shizuo looked back down at Solstice, and frowned.
"My name's Shizuo Heiwajima, kid." Shizuo got up, and looked down at the girl who laid idle on the ground below. The girl pushed herself up, and sat straight. Shizuo turned away, but looked back at the girl.
"Will you be okay?" he called. The girl nodded her head.
"Yeah," she said, "I think I'll be alright." Shizuo turned, and began to walk out of the alley, until he heard a call for help. He turned once more, and saw Solstice flailing on the ground, screaming for help. I thought she said she was okay! he thought in frustration. He ran back, and knelt down.
"What's wrong?" he said. Solstice looked up, frightened.
"Where's my wheel chair?" she cried, "I need my wheel chair!" Shizuo paused, and looked at Solstice's legs. They were limp and unmoving. Shizuo sighed, remembering the wheel chair he had kicked behind him only minutes before.
"Why didn't you tell me you were a cripple?" he moaned. Solstice glared at him.
"It's not cripple!" she exclaimed, "When people say cripple, it's always meant to say I'm weak or something and-" Shizuo cut her off.
"Listen kid, I'm not gonna listen to your logic right now. I'll go get your wheel chair, and then I'm off, got it?" Solstice nodded her head, and watched Shizuo walk off.
As Shizuo went back to get the wheel chair, one thought crossed his mind. Does she have any place to go? Shizuo stopped in front of the wheel chair, and picked it up in one hand. When walking back to Solstice, he kept thinking about where this girl he just met lived. Izaya said something about the Mafia and a deal involving control of Ikebukuro. And the person he wanted it from...Shizuo stopped in front of Solstice, and laid down the wheel chair as gently as he could. Solstice looked at him in awe.
"Whoa!" she said in shock, "You picked that up with one hand! How strong are you?" Shizuo blinked, unimpressed.
"A bit too strong for my tastes," he grumbled. Solstice kept still on the ground, irritating Shizuo.
"Kid," he said, "You can get in the wheel chair now." Solstice kept still, her face turning red from embarrassment.
"Well," she said, smiling, "I, uh, need a little help, please, sir." Shizuo sighed, and picked Solstice up, placing her in her wheel chair.
"Thanks," she said politely. Shizuo put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Solstice as she placed her legs straight against the bottom of her wheel chair. For the first time in the series of events that happened that night, he finally got a good look at the teenage girl. She had light blonde hair like Shizuo's that she held in a ponytail. Her skin was rather pale under the night sky, and she wore glasses that covered her dark eyes. If a stranger had seen them, they probably could have mistaken them for brother and sister.
She also wore jeans and a graphic t shirt with a few super heroes on it that Shizuo couldn't name.
"So, kid," he said, "Do you have any place to go?" Solstice nodded her head.
"Yeah," she said, "But I have a question." Shizuo raised an eyebrow.
"What is it?" he asked. Solstice smiled in embarrassment, and scratched her head.
"Um," she said, "Since your so strong and all, I was wondering if-" Shizuo cut her off.
"You want me to come to your place with you so none of those guys jump you, right?" Shizuo clenched his fists in anger. This kid is so needy, he thought. Solstice nodded her head.
"Um, yes, please. But only if that's okay with you, of course." Shizuo sighed.
"Sure, whatever." Solstice smiled.
"Good," she said, "Let's go." Solstice turned her wheel chair, and began to wheel out of the alley way with Shizuo by her side. As they walked down the sidewalk, Shizuo looked behind him to the lamp post light that flickered on. So, he thought with a frown, I guess maybe Kyohei may have been right. Shizuo kept walking with Solstice. He sighed, thinking of Kyohei telling him how right his friend was.
Dammit.