Characters: Shinra, Izaya, Shizuo, Kida
Rating: T for now, M later?
Disclaimer:I do NOT own Durarara! or any of the characters, nor do I own any part of The Hangover. I pretty much own nothing in this entire story besides a few things that I'll switch up every now and then.
Summary: A version of The Hangover featuring characters from Durarara! Shizuo getting married, and for his bachelor party, he decides to take his two best friends and his brother in law to Vegas for a great night out. In the end, Shizuo ends up missing, while Shinra, Izaya and Kida can't remember a single thing they did the night before, and don't have a clue where to start to look for their missing groom.
The Hangover Durarara Style.
Briiiiinnnng.
Briiiiinnnnnnnggg.
Briiiiiiiinnnnnggg.
"Hey you've reached Shizuo, sorry I missed your call, please leave your name and number and I'll get back to you-"
Briii- "Hi, you've reached Doctor Shinra Kishitani with fine destisntry, please leave a message after the-"
Briiinngg- "Hey, It's Izaya. Leave me a message. Do me a favor, don't text me, It's gay."
"Anything?" An older looking women asked, as she turned from the window, previously watching the workers setting up her precious daughters wedding, and making sure every flower was in place.
"I've tried them all, it just keeps going straight to voicemail..." A blond women mumbled, looking up to her mother with teary eyes.
The mother sighed, locking eyes with her daughter. "Vorona, honey..There has to be an explanation-"
"-Sweetie. It's vegas." The womens husband commented from his spot on the couch. "You lose track of time in those casinos. There's no windows, there's no clocks.." The daughter watched her father as he looked at his magazine. "He's probably on a heater, And you never walk away from a table, when you're on a heater."
The mother looked at her husband in disbelief. "You do, if you're getting married-" Brriiiinnnnggg- The sound of their daughter's cell phone going off sent the whole room silent.
"Hello?" Vorona answered quickly, her heart racing as she hoped to finally get some answers.
There was a cough on the other line before a familar voice sounded. "Vorona?...It's Izaya."
"Izaya?" The blond stood up immediately, lowering her tone to keep her parents from hearing but making sure it sounded very threatening. "Where the hell are you guys? I'm freaking out."
There was a sigh on the other line. "Yeah listen.." Vorona's heart was pounding loudly in her chest as her ears rang. "Ahhh..." Another huff. "We fucked up."
Vorona stomped away from the room now, avoiding the curious and worried glances that her family cast on her. "What are you talking about?" She hissed.
"The bachelor party, the whole night, it just..." Izaya sighed again, as if contemplating what he was going to say. "Things got out of control and, uh..." Izaya paused. "We lost Shizuo."
"What?" Vorona said, feeling as if she had repeated that word a million times already. Izaya's tone became soft and serious.
"..We can't find Shizuo..."
"What're you saying I-za-ya?" She felt her throat closing up and her skin crawling with a small ripple of anger. "We're getting married in five hours!"
"Yeah...That's not gonna happen.." Izaya mumbled.
Two Days Ago:
The city was fully alive as the sun set across it, spreading its rays inbetween any gaps and cracks it could find, giving light to what was normally shadowed during the day. People rustled about, moving place to place without much of a care in the world, as if they didn't have any specific area to get to.
In a small home just outside the heart of the city, two blondes were standing inside a bedroom, with an older man as he measured out the shorter of the two. The younger and shorter one, who went by the name of Kida, was staring daggers at the older man as he measured the area around his thigh. The older blond, Shizuo, had a smile plastered on his face that he couldn't get rid of. His nerves were bouncing around, but he was doing all he could to contain himself. He was anxious, he knew that, but that's what tonight was for. To get rid of those nerves and to be as free as possible before his wedding. Shizuo did a quick brush over of his suit, thinking about how nice he wanted to look before his attention was brought straight forward, by a loud voice.
"-WHOA WATCH IT PERVERT!"Kida shouted as he flinched away from the older man, looking to his soon to be brother in law for defense.
"It's okay Kida, he's just doing your inseems." Shizuo reassured, fiddling with his dress shirt.
"He's getting very close to my shaft.." Kida mummbled as he calmed back down, his eyes glued to the old man, as if to watch for any odd behavior.
The older man stood up and with a roll of his eyes, threw the measuring tape around his neck. "All done. You can change now." And with that he left, Shizuo nodding at him.
"Thanks, man. Thank you very much." The room was quiet for a moment, Kida making sure the older man left the room while Shizuo took of the jacket of his suit and then clapped his hands.
"Alright buddy, we should get a move on!" He announced, turning to his suit case and beginning to pack everything he thought he would need for his night out.
Kida turned his back to Shizuo, his aura suddenly becoming rather depressed as he pulled off his jacket as well. "Y'know Shizuo..." He let out a breath, folding his jacket sloppily and setting it off to the side. "I was thinking.." He shook his head as he turned to face his soon to be brother. "If you want to go to vegas without me that is totally cool, y'know."
Shizuo began to undo his sleeves, looking away from Kida. "What're you talking about?" He dragged.
"Well its just...Izaya and Shinra, they're your buddies, and it's your bachelor party..." Kida trailed off as he pulled off his dress shirt, his thumbs going for his pants soon afterwards.
"Come, on Kida, those two love you!" Shizuo commented, doing his best to convince the younger one to come along. Who knew what Vorona would have to say if he let Kida stay home.
Kida's face went downward, him stumbling over his next words. Shizuo went to work on taking off his dress shoes, bent downward as he listened. "I.. I just don't want you to feel like you have to hold back 'cause your wifes brothers there, you know?"
"It's not like th-" Shizuo cut off, bringing his gaze upward and being met with a pantless, and nearly underwear-less Kida. He cleared his throat, casting his eyes downward to avoid looking at the naked butt that was in front of him. Kida stood in front of him, awaiting his answer and obviously not realizing what was so wrong about the situation he created. "It's not like that, I already told you, Kida." The soon to be married man did his best to lock eyes with the other to prove that what he was saying was true. "Okay? We're just spending the night in Vegas, it's no big deal..." Shizuo stood up from his spot, finding a more comfortable shirt to put on, and sliding it over his chest. "Besides, you're not just my wife's brother, you're my brother now."
Kida took the words to heart, having to pause for a moment. His tone instantly became serious as he locked eyes with the man. "I want you to know Shizuo...I'm a steel trap. Whatever happens tonight, I will never, ever, ever speak a word of it."
Shizuo nodded, trying to show appreciation to his oddball brother-in-law. Okay. Yeah, I got it. Thank you, I don't think that-"
"-Seriously. I don't care what happens." Kida took a step forward, his brown eyes searching the man in front of him. He brought himself closer, until he was face to face with Shizuo. "I don't care if we kill someone."
"What?" Shizuo asked, genuinely worried.
"You heard me." Kida's face didn't waver. "It's Sin City." He then proceeded to adjust the makeshift jockstrap he was wearing and whispered to the taller man. "I won't tell a soul."
Shizuo's eyes were saying something completely different from his words. "Okay...I got it."
An odd silence settled inbetween the two, Kida's aura dispersing finally as they both let out small chuckles. Shizuo nodded at him. "Thank you-"
"No-" Kida's arms gripped Shizuo's shoulders and brought the both of them into a tight embrace. "Thank you." Shizuo awkwardly brought his arm up to pat Kida's back. "I love you so much."
"No...Dracon..." Shizuos face lifted up as he stared forward at the beauty of the car resting in his father in laws garage. "Really?" The blond asked excitedly.
Dracon smiled. "C'mon, we're family now." He held his hand out to the car, motioning for the blond to take it. Shizuo examined it, his eyes lighting up as he walked alongside it.
"You sure?" He asked, taking a hand and running it along the hood. "I mean, you love this car..."
Dracon rolled his eyes. "Shizuo, it's just a car.." He laughed. "Just make sure to put some Armor All on the tires so the sand doesn't seep in. "
"Absolutely...That's easy."
"Oh, and uh, don't let Kida drive...because there's something wrong with him." Dracon pointed out to the drive way, bringing both their attention towards Kida, sitting in front of the car, exchanging kisses with the family dog. He was rubbing his face back and fourth while making smooch sounds with the dog.
Shizuo nodded "Understood."
"Oh, and Izaya either. I don't like him." Dracon whispered, shaking his head. Shizuo smiled, his eyes returning to the car. It was an older car, but well taken care of. There wasn't a dent in it, or even a scratch for that matter. It had four doors, and a convertable roof to top it off. The blond knew how much Dracon loved this car, and the fact that he was letting him drive it, made him feel great.
"I will be the only one driving this car. I promise."
"Good." Dracon threw the keys across the car and towards Shizuo, pointing a finger to him and giving him a rather knowing look. "Remember. What happens in Vegas...Stays in vegas." Shizuo nodded his head, rolling the keys around in his hand, not able to knock the smile off his face. This was going to be a great night, he could feel it.
BRIIIIINNNNGGG!
"All right. Hold on, Hold on, I still need some of your permission slips!" A raven haired teacher called as his students all hurried to get out of the building. He pointed his finger out at the group, as if calling them out. "And 90$ for the field trip to the Griffith Observatory next weekend!" He shook his head as kids tuned him out, some of them reaching into their bags for the slip his teacher was talking about. "Pay now,or forever regret missing out on the experience of a lift time, guys." He emphasized, locking eyes with some of the kids walking passed him.
Kids stopped at his desk to drop off the money, handing them to him individually while he nodded to them. "Thanks. Thank you, Good job. Thanks." He mumbled to each student that handed him what was needed.
After all of the kids had left the room, the pale teacher pulled out an envelope that had the word "Vegas" written on the front of it, and set it aside as he pulled the cash out of the slips, taking about half from each one and slipping them into his Vegas one. With a satisfied smirk, he set the remaining slips in his drawer, and then slid his into his back pocket, grabbing his bag, and hurrying out the door as fast as the kids had done previously.
Outisde the school building, Shizuo was poking his head out of the hood of the car, looking out for his friend, Izaya when Kida made a loud coughing noise, brushing his bangs into his face. "Do you have to park so close?"
Shizuo looked down from the front of the school to Kida, eyebrows scrunched together, confused. "Yeah, what's wrong?"
"I shouldn't be here..." He mumbled. shaking his head back and forth.
Shizuo sounded less than surprised. "Why is that, Kida?"
"I'm not supposed to be within 200 feet of a school." Kida blurted, as if he just confessed a deep secret.
Shizuo pulled his attention away from the crowd of people again and looked at Kida. "What?" He breathed out.
"Or a Chuck E. Cheese..." Kida added on. Shizuo's eyes still remianed on him, seriously wondering what he was going to be getting himself into with bringing Kida along with them.
Izaya pushed open the doors to the school building, walking out towards the parking lot to look for his friend. A kid spotted him and began making his way towards him, his eyes filled with a thousand questions. "Hey, M-Mr. Orihar-"
"-It's the weekend, Mikado, I do not know you. You do not exist." He waved off, completely blowing the kid off. His face lit up as he spotted a certain blond in a certain beautiful car parked right in front of the school. He shook his head having to stop and examine the car before him. "Shit." He breathed. Shizuo couldn't help but laugh. Izaya finally broke his gaze away from the steel and looked at his best friend. "Nice car."
Shizuo nodded. "Yeeahuup." He chuckled.
"I'm driving." Izaya stated, throwing his bag into the back seat of the convertable. Shizuo jumped to this, holding his hands out to stop Izaya. "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, no chance buddy- don't step on-!" But his warning was too late as Izaya ignored the door and merely placed his foot atop it and used it as a stepping stool to get in the car. Shizuo threw his hands up in the air and rolled his head. "Watch the leather-!"
"Will you just shut up and drive before that nerd asks me another question!" Izaya hissed, giving Shizuo a rough shoulder shove, and looking around him to do what he could to avoid his student coming near him.
"Damn flea, I swear.." Shizuo breathed shaking his head. His insult went completely unheard as Izaya's eyes spotted the blond kid sitting in the passengers seat. With a confused look, and a mean tone, Izaya jabbed a thumb in his direction. "Who's this?"
Shizuo glanced over at him. "It's Kida. Vorona's brother." He stated as if he should know it by now. Kida looked back at Izaya with a look of confusion and hurt. "I've met you like...four times."
Izaya nodded his head. "Oh right, right, how you doing, man?" And with that Shizuo started the car, pulling it out of the school parking lot and heading off to pick up the last man they needed to get started on their trip.
"Don't forget your Rogaine." A women with a fierce look called out. Her hair was long, and dark, and her features seemed to always be in a frozen emotion that clearly told everyone to 'back off'.
Shinra, the last member of the group, was in the bathroom, rolling his eyes as he grabbed the bottle of Rogaine. "Rogaine!" He called back to his girlfriend, with forced excitement. "Check.."
"And don't forget to use it." Namie, Shinra's girlfriend said as she poured herself a tall mug of tea. "I can totally tell when you forget, your hair just looks thinner." Shinra walked passed the kitchen, heading towards his bag in the bedroom to finish packing his things, rolling his eyes yet again to her comment. He zipped up his bag, and with a mock-excitement responded. "Using-of-the-Rogaine!" He pulled his bag off the bed. "Check..."
In the kitchen, Namie smiled, satisfied with the response. "And make sure to call me right when you get to the hotel, not like that conference in Phoenix.." She placed the kettle down on the stove and then picked up the mug, getting ready to take a sip of it as Shinra left the bedroom, and went to meet her in the kitchen. "I had to wait two hours for you to call me."
Shinra looked at her as if she had said something in a foreign language. "Yeah, I was the keynote speaker? I was late to the podium."
"Still?"
Shinra waved a hand to dismiss the subject. "Yeah, you're totally right. I'm sorry." He went to place a soft kiss on her cheek, but Namie pulled back, a look of disgust on her face. She spun away from him, and with her tea in one hand, left the kitchen and headed to the couch. Shinra watched her, perplexed. "What is the matter?" He asked, his tone rising slightly in irritation, as he followed her.
"I don't know!" Namie said sarcasticly. "I just hope you're not gonna go to some strip club when you're up there."
"Namie, we're going to-" Shinra stumbled over his words, doing the best he could to stop himself from telling her where he was really going. "Napa Valley.." he took a seat beside her and with a laugh added. "I don't even think they have strip clubs in wine country..."
"Well, I'm sure if there is one, Izaya will sniff it out..." She set her mug down and let out a deep sigh while Shinra did his best not to laugh at her words.
"It's not going to be like that." Shinra tried to reassure. "Besides, you know how I feel about that sort of thing..."
"I knooow, I knooww. " Namie cooed. "It's just boys and their bachelor parties it's so gross." Shinra looked at her and nodded.
"You're right. It is gross." He agreed, his expression saying otherwise.
"Not to mention, it's pathetic." Namie added.
"Mm-hm, Mm-hm."
"Those places are filthy."
"Yeah, yeah totally agree."
"And the worst part is!" Namie started, Shinra looking at her, trying to predict what she was going to say. "That little girl..." And with that line, he knew exactly what the next few words were going to be. "Grinding and dry humping the fucking stage up there.." Shinra watched her lips and then began to comment with her. "That's somebody's daughter up there..."
Shinra nodded again, "I was just gonna say that."
"See?" Namie smiled, the two of them clueless as to the car pulling up to the driveway. "I just wish your friends were as mature as you..." She mumbled.
Shinra looked at her. "They are mature, actually." He watched her roll her eyes, but continued anyway. "You just have to get to know them better." As soon as those words left his mouth, the loud voice of Izaya came echoing into their house, making the presence of his best friends known.
"Paging Dr. Faggot!"
Namie let out a sigh, as Shinra let his head drop, inwardly thinking about how bad of a time that was. Izaya didn't seem to be satisfied with proving Shinra wronf and called again.
"Dr. Faggot!" Namie looked over to Shinra, with a look of disbelief. Shinra was at a loss of words, as he turned to his girl friend. With an awkward silence, he smiled.
"I should go."
"That's a good idea, Dr. Faggot." Shinra ignored her comment and went on with his own.
"Have a good weekend...I'm gonna miss you." He leaned into to kiss her, but just like before, she had pulled away. He instead went for just kissing her shoulder, and promptly grabbed his things and headed outside, relief crumbling off his shoulders to finally be with his best friends and out of the house.
A/N: Oh dear lord, why did I do this? I should be working on my other fics, and if not those, on my other ideas.. I'm sorry, I saw this video: http:/ www(youtube(com//watch?v=eN74dL_RMH8&list=PL857F8F5A061C0AE3&index=32&feature=plpp_video
(Please remove the "("" and replace it with a " ." if you wish to see it.)
And I had to write this. I'm basically writing it word-for-word with the movie, aside from a few major things I'll be changing to fit the story, but yeah. I hope I do a good job with this, and that people will read it. ._. I had switched the roles around so much before going with this one finally, which ended up being pretty much exactly the same as what the creator of that video did, aside from Shizuo being the one to get married, not Mikado.. I'm retarded.
Anyway, I normally write Shizaya fics, so to those fans, I'm sorry, but that won't really be happening with this fic. In fact, Shizuo won't be present most of the time. I hope I don't lose readers, but I couldn't really work out a way for that to happen, and why not just write a normal durrr fic for once? No harm done.
Sorry for the long note. Much love! Thanks for reading!
Dextris.