"The Time Meddler"
fanfiction written by Isaki-chan
The Time Meddler
("The Time Meddler" title was inspired from the ninth and final story of Season 2 of Doctor Who from 1965.)
Chapter 1
A mirror. A beautiful ellipsoidal mirror pictures a feminine silhouette dressed as bride. The blurred image starts to get well after the bride shakes a little checking her fragile arms wearing long white gloves. Everything looked just perfect. Even her hair ornament of small flowers defines the fullest beauty of a young bride.
But, she wasn`t that great though. The beautiful bride was a man costumed in such a long dress of such a pure white. Oh, the irony! It`s Izaya.
The short haired bride lifts up a leg to wear her left shoe, holding his body weight on the edge of the little ornamented table. His body looked weak for some reasons and even the perfect make up couldn`t hide his dark rings. His real thoughts weren`t about marriage at all. He remembers something he shouldn`t though.
That memory starts this way. There was evening. Delic used to hang around the back alleys after he ended his work. Just like a douche, he used to change jobs because he always got in troubles with women. But that evening he was different. He was supposed to see Izaya for nothing more than a kiss, as they use to have some bed time in weekends.
"Hey~" Izaya secretly giggles as he came from behind the blonde.
"Ah... Hello, Izaya-san." He scuffs with his playboy glare while smoking.
"Well, what is it this time? I really got worried when you called me..." But he didn`t finish his sentence as the pink eyes man drags Izaya in the back alley. They talked for a while in the middle of the milky pink smoke and in the end Izaya gave him an ultimatum.
"You are an idiot! A rapist! An idiot!" Izaya crosses arms disgusted but Delic kept gesticulate into a frowning state. His eyes never looked like that as he never dealt with anything that troublesome before.
"Don`t get me wrong!" He growls weakly.
"I don`t have other choice. We`ll stop meeting for a while." That was his last words before leaving the back alley, but the blonde didn`t wait long and runs to stop Izaya just for a moment.
"Don`t get me wrong. This time my feelings are honest to you." He takes Izaya`s hand princely and bows kissing it.
Izaya stood there silent didn`t knowing what to do but he didn`t trust the wicked pervert blonde.