So this is something I've looked forward too. It takes places after season one of Durarara and season two of the Tokyo Ghoul anime, only Hide isn't dead. You'll see later. So, I'd like you to tell me what you think.
I own nothing, obviously.
Enjoy~
The slamming of a door somewhere upstairs made him look up, darkened eyes narrowed in interest. When no other sounds followed he shrugged and looked back at his little project who laid, terrified, before him. He had a thing for female victims lately, something he couldn't explain. They were fun to watch, were pretty when they cried like this girl was now. With her hands bound behind her back, black duct tape over her mouth, she stared at him with terrified and tear filled eyes. Uta smiled slowly behind his mask. "Shall we continue?"
This girl shook her head, frantic and her scream dying in her throat. It was dark...it was so dark and all she could see of this terrifying stranger was the tattoo, words wrapped around this man's neck in a language she didn't understand. Hands grabbed her by the hips, yanked her closer as that god awful mask loomed inches in front of her face. Behind his mask Uta chuckled and hummed. "What do I eat first? The heart or the-"
"Am I interrupting dinner?"
"Hm?" Uta turned around and cocked his head to the side as he stared towards the stairs that led upstairs. At the top of the stair case was a man who stared back at him with a lazy, nonchalant smirk. Uta almost scoffed. "Orihara-San. You're early."
"Am I?" Orihara Izaya examined his nails for a moment before he smirked again. "Should I wait upstairs? They sort of just let me in and if you're eager to finish your meal then-"
"It can wait," Uta let go of the sobbing girl and stood straight, pushing off his mask. His smile was playful, interested and eager. He watched Izaya walk down the stairs, counted every step and watched the informant's every movement. Izaya stopped before him and Uta smiled a bit wider. "It's so good to see you, Orihara-San. Or shall I call you Kanra-Chan?"
Izaya smirked and shrugged, a lazy roll of his shoulders as he glanced around the dimly lit basement. "Izaya will do just fine. I see you've taken a liking to Ikkebukuro women?" He gestured to the woman lying helpless on the floor.
Uta shrugged, a lazy gesture, and led Izaya towards a table that sat a few feet away. He sat down, all elegant grace, and smiled at the other male. "Ikkebukuro is very interesting. I'm glad you convinced me to come, really. Now!" A wide grin formed on his lips. "Business talk, yes? Have you decided on what it is you want from me?"
"The story you told me about the Ghoul called "Eyepatch" has sparked my interest," Izaya began as he leaned back in his chair, propping his feet up on the table. slowly, a smirk formed on his lips again. "An organically made monster...how thrilling. See, I have a proposition for you."
"If it involves finding Eyepatch then forget it," Uta said with a small sigh. "No one knows where he is."
"No, no," The other raven shook his head and continued. "I have something else in mind...my own organically made Ghouls."
Uta's eyes widened a bit before they narrowed in interest. He leaned closer, chin propped up in his hand. "Oh? You want me to make them?"
"No, I've got someone I can get to do that part," Izaya assured. He swung his legs off the table and leaned closer, his breath ghosting across the male ghoul's lips. "I just need the organs, you see. Preferably from interesting subjects. I'll be making two."
Uta nodded slowly, reached out to trail his fingers over the other man's cheek. Izaya was soft, his pale skin almost perfect. It made something inside of the ghoul churn in interest. He leaned back and examined his black painted nails. "Quite a trouble maker, aren't you?"
"As if you aren't either." Izaya countered as he shrugged. "Do we have a deal? I'll pay whatever you want."
Uta looked away from his nails and smiled slowly. "For someone like you I'll do it for free."
If Izaya was shocked he hid it well behind a wide smirk. He stood up and shoved his hands in the pockets of his jacket, laughing softly. "Perfect. Keep in contact with me and let me know when they'll be available for pick up."
"It may be sooner than you think," Uta stood in one fluid, graceful movement and grinned. "I know the perfect ghouls to get them from, after all. I'll be sure to keep in touch with you. Ah...now if you'll excuse me...?" He gestured to the woman, helpless on the floor. "I hope me eating won't bother you."
Izaya shrugged. "I'll just take my leave." He replied. "Email me hen you're ready. I can't wait."
Uta watched as the other headed for the stairs and then cocked his head to the side. "Orihara-San, may I ask who you have in mind for your little experiment?"
Izaya paused on the top stair and smirked, glancing over his shoulder. "One old friend and one boy who seeks...adventure."
"You're prepared for any uncertain outcomes?" Uta murmured as he looked back at his meal. The woman was still trembling, still terrified.
Izaya laughed softly to himself. "After I turn them, it won't be my problem if any uncertain outcomes happen."
"A guilt free mindset," Uta sighed as he kneelt down and inhaled the woman's scent. He smiled, kakugan activating and turning his eyes black, pupils red. "I like that, Orihara-san, but you have to know that eventually there will become a day when your actions will catch up to you."
Izaya glanced down at the man and shrugged. "Just let me know when it's ready."
Izaya left as the sound of flesh being torn resonated in the room. It was him slightly queasy but he forced it down, waving at the other ghouls that lingered in the room watching him leave. Outside of the warehouse the air was cold, the sounds of Ikkebukuro loud as he made his way down the deserted docks.
Rough morning sunlight filtered in through parted blinds, making blue eyes squint as they tried to flutter open. He yawned, this young man, and stared up at his ceiling as his sleep-hazed mind tried to catch up with everything.
Mikado Ryuugamine was deeply regretting his choice of staying up so late the previous night. He sighed and stretched, back cracking in a few places, and then pushed his blankets aside. His little apartment was pretty warm for so early in the morning and the black haired teen made a face, running his hand through his hair a few times.
He'd left the TV on the night before and the news that was playing was caught his attention as he tried to will away the urge to go back to bed.
"...The body found in the alley way behind the supermarket has been identified as Yui Nanase, a first year at Raira Academy." The reported stated.
Mikado tilted his head slightly as a picture of said girl, Yui, came on screen. She wore glasses, had hazel eyes and short black hair. He'd probably seen her a few times in the hall.
"The body was mangled," The reported continued. "And nearly ripped open. Pictures of the crime scene aren't suitable for television, but it was confirmed that Miss Nanase's death was one of many new and terrifying ghoul attacks to hit the Toshima Ward. The CCG, The Commission of Counter Ghoul, has confirmed that Ikkebkuro, the sixteenth Ward, has been marked as active ghoul territory after nearly two decades of inactivity."
Mikado knew enough about ghouls. They were monsters, his parents had used to say, and ate human flesh. He'd never seen any, of course.
Ikkebukuro was marked as the Sixteenth Ward, named Toshima. As stated on the news, for almost twenty years the city was void of any ghouls or ghoul attacks, deeming it inactive. Mikado felt a wave of mild panic wash over him as the weight of the news washed over him. He shut off the TV and pushed himself to his feet so that he could get ready for school.
The walk to school was uneventful for a while, Mikado spacing out until a hand clasped over his shoulder. "Mikado!"
The boy jumped, squeaking in surprise, and whirled around to meet wide and excited brown eyes. He blinked and then sighed, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Ah, good morning, Masaomi..."
Masaomi Kida titled his head at his best friend and chuckled softly. "You look out of it today, man."
"I stayed up really late," Mikado sighed and shrugged. He gestured for them to continue walking and Masaomi followed after. "Did you see the news this morning, Masaomi?"
The blonde grunted softly. "Yeah, I did. The ghoul thing?"
"The girl was from our school," Mikado murmured.
Masaomi nodded. "Yeah, and her body was't too far from the school. No more late night walks for us, I guess."
"I'm sure if we walk around close to home we'd be fine," Mikado offered lightly as he smiled a bit at him. "I mean it's just-"
"It isn't safe," The other muttered, voice clipped as he shot his friend a look. "Seriously, Mikado. I know you and Anri stay out late sometimes when I stay in with Saki, but you two really shouldn't do that anymore. Ghouls are a big deal; this isn't something you can avoid like gang members and shit."
Mikado frowned, but nodded. "I know that, Masaomi, I do." He hesitated and smiled softly again. "I'll be fine."
Masaomi huffed and looked away, stretching his arms above his head as he walked. "I just came back; you can't go and die on me. And another thing," He paused and frowned deeply. "...I don't know why I always have to tell you this, but stay away from Izaya, okay? This sounds like something he'd get involved in."
Mikado made a face at the mention of the information broker's name and nodded. "Yeah...I know, Masaomi. I'll be careful."
Masaomi nodded and that was the end of that. The two boys fell to casual joking and talking, which was nice and welcomed. Kida had been gone for a while after the incident with the Dollars and the Yellow Scarves, but after a lot of probing and nudging from his girlfriend, Saki, the blond had returned to town. He lived with Saki, who didn't go to school, but he spent as much time as he could with Mikado, and with their other friend, Anri. Things were almost back to normal, which was good, but Kida was still shifty and nervous; Mikado could tell.
The school came into view and so did a familiar face with brown eyes, glasses, and short black hair. Anri Sonohara waved at the two boys, smiling brightly as they approached her. "Good morning, you two."
"Good morning, Anri," Kida flashed a charming smile at her as he slung an arm around Mikado's shoulders. "Shall the tree of us head to class?"
Anri giggled softly and nodded. "Yeah, you guys barely made it on time you know."
"Masaomi was the one who was walking slow," Mikado huffed lightly.
The blond gasped dramatically, clutching his heart. "Mikado, how rude!"
"I believe it," Anri smiled, making Masaomi whine. "You can be pretty slow, Masaomi..."
"Just pour salt in the wound, why don't you?" Masaomi muttered sourly. "You two are against me, I knew it."
"Big baby," Mikado laughed, elbowing his friend gently.
Panting, the girl shook her brother's shoulder roughly, over and over. "Kei...! Kei, get up!"
From her brother, the red haired girl received only a groan and her eyes widened as she whipped her head around to stare at the masked man before her. A shudder ran through her and she pulled her twin brother's body closer, clinging to him as her kakugan turned the white of her eyes black, turned her pupils red. A pointed tail, sharpened and curved and red in color swayed behind her. The man in the mask laughed.
"You're going to use your kagune against me? Really?" He asked.
"Leave me and my brother alone!" The girl screamed. In her arms, her brother groaned softly and started to move.
The man in the mask chuckled, cocking his head to the side. "I don't have time for games.
The red haired girl trembled as she looked at her brother, saw his tentacled rinkaku lying limply under him, and let out a hiss through her teeth. Foot steps came closer, and her heart pounded against her rib cage as she looked up. The last thing she saw before the man crowded in on her was the tattoo around his neck elegant and dark.
" Νεχ ποσσυμ τεχυμ ωιωερε, νεχ σινε τε.
Nec possum tecum vivere, nec sine te "
"I can live neither with you,
nor without you."
Well, that's the first chapter. The two at the end, the boy and the girl, are OC's but they won't be mentioned again very much until later. Shizuo will be in soon, and everything will start rolling. Reviews? I'm not sure how well this is.a
