Warning: This is a yaoi story, don't like it? Then hit the little arrow on the top left hand side of your screen. Rated T for later on some language, violence, blood... I might change the rating later but it depends. This is also sort of AU...

Disclaimer: I do no own Durarara! or any of the characters, I only own this plot.

A/N: So... this is my first Shizaya story, and... I can't say how many times I had my doubts about it since well... they aren't adults and I didn't really know how they may act... but this is how I chose them to be, sorry if you don't like it. Reviews would be much appreciated, if there's something I need to write better or a grammar error I missed... also maybe tell me if you liked it or not? All though flames will just be laughed at.

Enjoy~

~ Chapter 1 ~

-First Glance-

"Alright! Alright! Quite now." Mr. Hitajika said, eyeing all of the children strongly. You could easily tell that he completely hated his job as a teacher. He made it so obvious.

Shizuo looked up from staring at his desk to the teacher in front of the classroom. He instantly noticed there was another kid standing next to him that he'd never seen before. He must be new. Everyone else in his class had been messing around but once Mr. Hitajika spoke everyone got into their seats as quickly as they could. He was normally pretty mean or strict and Shizuo couldn't say that he hadn't gotten angry with him a few times. He had a tendency to... get angry very easily and when he did, there really wasn't anyway to stop him until he calmed down.

He looked down on himself for a moment to the cast that his left arm was in. It had been caused by him picking up someone a few years older than himself and tossing them a few yards away. No one made fun of his brother while he was around. That was one thing he couldn't stand, was anyone thinking they could mess with him. Normally a ten year old couldn't pick up a fifteen year old about twice his size, but then again Shizuo had more strength for a ten year old then a fifteen year old had. But due to that, he'd broken his arm for possibly the third time in two years. Luckily his bones healed quickly, but once they were healed he'd always end up breaking them again.

That didn't matter much to him though, every time he broke a few bones and they healed, he felt stronger. That was what he wanted to be, he wanted to keep getting stronger and stronger so that he could always protect his brother. He was the only one who didn't think of him as a monster, neither really did Shinra but he didn't count since he was weird anyways.

Shizuo gazed back up to the teacher to give him his attention again as he waited for the rest of the class. His brown eyes drifted over to the much smaller kid standing next to him. His hair was as black as coal, and a little bit thinner than his own. His eyes were a dark red, almost like blood. He didn't know what it was about him, but he was already getting a kind of strange vibe about him. He wasn't sure why, but there was something different about him that he couldn't figure out. His expression as completely blank. He was kind of surprised; all of the other new kids had looked nervous or were all red. But he wasn't.

He also thought it was kind of strange that there was a new kid in the middle of the year, but something must have happened with his family to make him move here and start a new school. But either way he didn't care.

"Everyone, this is Orihara Izaya and he will be in this class starting today. Now say hello." Mr. Hitajika demanded in the nicest tone possible for him to muster.

All of the other children said a loud hello together, something that made Izaya flinch slightly but it wasn't very noticeable. Shizuo hadn't said it, but he'd mouthed it like he did. He honestly didn't really care that much about him; he was just a new student.

Mr. Hitajika scanned for an empty desk then pointed to the one between Shinra and Shizuo. "Your assigned seat is there."

Izaya, without a word, moved from around the large desk of Mr. Hitajika to his seat. He sat down silently after placing his bag down on the ground and stayed gazing forward.

"Hey! I'm Shinra! Nice to meet you!"

Shizuo rolled his eyes, why was he not surprised by that? Of course Shinra was going to be the one to be introducing himself first. That was just who he was, always friendly, always wanting to know who was who. It was weird. But Shizuo really didn't really care. He didn't ever care about the new kids. Eventually they turned into everyone else. Just another person who got on his nerves.

"And that kid over there is Shizuo-kun! He's grumpy all the time though so I wouldn't talk to him that much!"

Shizuo turned to glare at Shinra who was pointing at him. "Am not! Why don't you shut up!"

Shinra laughed. "Tsk, that didn't help your case!"

Shizuo was about to stand before Mr. Hitajika's voice stopped him.

"Enough you two!"

Shizuo gave one last glare before turning to face forward and mindlessly start listening to the lesson.

xXxXx

"Lookie who I brought to have lunch with us!" Shizuo heard Shinra shout, his voice coming closer after each word. He didn't even need to look up to see who he had brought, it was pretty obvious.

Since eating inside was disgusting to him, they normally ate outside, they meaning him and Shinra. He didn't like being around everyone else while he ate. Also, it was just too noisy. He preferred eating outside, it was much more peaceful. But it slightly irritated him that he brought the new kid out here also. What was Shinra doing? He normally never was this way with new kids. What was so special about Izaya anyways? He didn't see anything. He didn't even really like him that much; something about him just… annoyed him. He didn't know what it was, but he just did. He hadn't even heard him speak yet and he still annoyed him. That was clearly some kind of sign that they shouldn't hang around each other, but Shinra was clearly making that quite impossible.

When he looked up at the table he was sitting at, he saw Shinra smiling at him from across it and Izaya sitting next to him, looking down at the table. They hadn't even had any real eye contact and he annoyed him. It was just his very being that was annoying. The more he was around him, the stronger it got.

"And why did you bring him?" Shizuo asked, taking out a red apple from the lunch his mom had packed for him and taking a large bite of it.

"Because he didn't have anywhere else to sit! So I figured he could sit with us, it's not a problem is it?" Shinra asked though even if Shizuo said it was it wouldn't make a difference. And Shizuo knew this.

Instead of arguing about it, he just looked away with a scowl and shrugged his shoulders. It didn't really mean that much, but Izaya just sort of bothered him. He hadn't even heard him say one word. It was like he was on mute. Maybe he was deaf?

"So, Izaya-kun, where are you from?" Shinra asked happily. He brought his lunch out of his bag and placed it on the table while waiting for Izaya to respond.

"Only the town over… we just moved here because of my father's work." Izaya said quietly.

Shizuo looked towards Izaya, he was still staring mindlessly at the table. There was seriously something off about him, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

"I see! So that's not too far away then!" Shinra admitted smiling. "Well how do you like it here so far? Ikebukuro is a pretty big city so there's always lots going on!"

"This is only my second day being here. I don't really know what to think of it yet." Izaya replied, finally looking up and at Shinra.

"Maybe Shizuo-kun and I should show you around after school then!" Shinra suggested, glancing over to Shizuo to see his reaction.

Shizuo glared. "No. My brother and I always walk home from school together, there's no way I'm gonna ditch him." he snapped, taking his forth large bite of his apple.

"Then bring him along! There's no harm in that." Shinra was acting completely set for this, but Shizuo really, really, didn't want to. Why was he even being included into this?

"Why don't you just do it?" he asked. Shinra seemed the one to want to be friends with him so badly. Shizuo couldn't care any less.

"Actually." Izaya interrupted before Shinra could respond. "I just planned on going straight home."

Shinra frowned. "Aw! Why not just let us show you around? This way it'll be less likely for you to get lost!"

"No, my father wanted me home right after school." Izaya told him quickly, sounding like he really just wanted to drop the subject.

Shinra looked after him a moment longer before sighing and going back to eating.

A few short minutes went by with some silence between the three; Shizuo had found it strange that Izaya didn't bring out a lunch.

"Hey, Izaya-kun." Shizuo said suddenly and with a more urgent tone in his voice to get his attention.

Izaya looked to him but didn't say anything.

Finally their eyes found contact with each other and before Shizuo realized it, he was practically staring at him. He opened his mouth a few times to say something but the words wouldn't leave his throat. To snap himself out of the weird trance, he blinked a few times before glaring.

"Don't you have a lunch?" he asked before the strange occurrence of before happened again.

Izaya shook his head.

Shizuo stared again at him for a moment before looking down on the bag his lunch was in, digging through it, and pulling out a small tub of broccoli and chopsticks. He then reached over to place them down in front of Izaya. "I hate broccoli anyways."

Izaya gazed at Shizuo, like trying to figure out why he had done that before he smiled lightly. "Thanks."

Shizuo looked away quickly, his cheeks suddenly feeling warm. "Yeah, yeah. It's no big deal, like I said I hate broccoli."

Shinra smiled at Shizuo. "Wow! How unexpectedly kind of you Shizuo-kun!"

Shizuo could feel his face getting even warmer. "S-Shut up!" he snapped, still not looking in their direction. He didn't know why suddenly he felt so embarrassed about what he did, but Shinra didn't need to make a big deal about it. He just felt sort of bad that he didn't have anything to eat, and like he'd said before, he hated broccoli! He didn't even know why his mom packed it for him. And with Izaya eating it, then he didn't have to worry about getting a lecture about it once he got home. It wasn't like he'd done it because he liked Izaya.

"What happened to your arm?"

Shizuo looked back and saw Izaya watched him curiously while bringing the chopsticks up to his mouth. Shizuo glanced down at his broken arm then to Izaya. He didn't exactly want to tell him what had happened. All he needed was someone else thinking he was a freak, and for some reason, he really didn't want Izaya to think that.

"Shizuo-kun has super human strength!" Shinra blurted. "He can pick up anything! Mail boxes, metal trash cans, sign posts, even people with just a single hand!"

Shizuo glared strongly at him, so much for not telling him. He gazed to Izaya to see his reaction, and he appeared to not really be freaked out or that much phased. He probably didn't believe him. Good, that was for the better. "Shut up!" he snapped at Shinra again before he said anything more. "I don't wanna talk about this anymore." For some reason deep down, he really didn't want Izaya to think he was some freaky inhuman monster. That was what pretty much everyone else though, except for Shinra and his brother. He really wouldn't be surprised if he did think that, but right now, he didn't want Izaya to believe it. Luckily, without any proof, he probably wouldn't.

xXxXx

After school had finished, Shizuo had made sure to avoid Shinra while finding his brother. The last thing he wanted was Shinra trying to convince him to show Izaya around even though he had said he was going straight home. He neither wanted to worry about him asking about what had happened at lunch because he didn't even know. He didn't know why he had done it, he just had. But it made it worse that Shinra even commented on it. He hadn't needed to do that! Just because he gave Izaya some of his lunch! It wasn't that big of a deal!

Trying just not to think of it anymore, he glanced over to his brother. They weren't too far from school so he wasn't exactly in the clear from Shinra yet, but he didn't want to think about what happened at lunch anymore. "How was your day?"

"Fine." Kasuka responded as unemotionally as ever. He never really showed that much emotion, he was always so calm compared to Shizuo who didn't understand that.

Shizuo gazed back forward and then placed a hand behind his head to rest it there as he walked. "Did anyone bother you?" he felt like he asked this question every day. He practically did, but only because he wanted to make sure that no one picked on his brother. That was the one thing that he couldn't stand.

"No." he said even though Shizuo wasn't sure he really believed him. Kasuka seemed to say that every time, even if someone had picked on him. He never really wanted to draw any attention to himself, and with who his brother was, that was sort of difficult.

"Alright…" Shizuo mumbled. They walked a little farther in silence before Shizuo spoke again, he knew that if he didn't then it would be silent the whole way. He didn't mind the silence but he liked talking with his brother also. He was the only one he felt completely close to. He was the only one besides Shinra who didn't think he was a monster or a freak because of his abnormal strength. It's not like he asked for it, he just couldn't control his anger no matter how hard he tried. When he got angry, he snapped, and he was lost. There was no bringing him back until he calmed down.

He was actually afraid of it sometimes, he was afraid he might hurt his brother unintentionally or his mom or dad. He was afraid that one day he would lose it but never be able to calm down. He was scared of his own strength, and he didn't have anyone who really understood him. Who really understood what it was like to be this way, because to him it was a curse. If he could, he would have it taken away from him. He just wanted to be normal. Having this incredible strength just made everyone afraid of him, and because of this he barely had any friends. Everyone who looked at him got this terrified expression on their face. No one knew what it was like to have everyone be afraid of you and everyone avoid you.

But maybe it was better that way, maybe it was for the best if everyone avoided him and he had no friends. Because what if he hurt one of them? There was no telling what could happen If he lost his temper with one of them. He could kill them.

"Shizuo…?"

Shizuo looked to his brother who was standing in front of him. He hadn't realized he'd stopped walking, his thoughts had just escaped from him… he smiled sheepishly at Kasuka. "Sorry! I didn't realize I stopped walking!" he then picked up his pace again and scratched behind his head like he was embarrassed.

"Are you ok?" Kasuka asked calmly while walking next to his brother.

"Yeah! Fine!" he lied. The last thing he wanted to do was worry his brother about how he was feeling, even if he could tell he wasn't fine. He just had a lot on his mind, and he didn't exactly know how to deal with it all. He didn't understand what was going on with him and he didn't really know what to do. But the last thing he wanted to do was worry his brother about this.

Kasuka gazed at him a moment longer then turned his attention back forward, their house coming into view.

Once they passed the gate, Shizuo closed it shut then they walked up the steps and through the front door.

"Mom? We're home!" Shizuo shouted as he and his brother removed their shoes and walked into the kitchen.

Their mother smiled softly at them from the counter. "How was your day?" she asked, glancing between the both of them.

"Fine." They both said. Shizuo dropped his bag on the ground near the table then sat down in the chair and rested his chin on his arm over the table.

Kasuka sat down next to him but didn't say anything, just pulled out a notebook that looked to have some kind of homework in it and started working on it.

"What's wrong dear?" she asked, while placing down two glasses of milk in front of them then placing a hand on Shizuo's shoulder.

"Nothing." he said then stood up, slung his bag back over his shoulder and took the glass of milk and walked out of the kitchen. For some reason he just felt like being alone right now. His thoughts from before were still bothering him. Shizuo stomped up the stairs then walked into his small bedroom and shut the door behind him. He dropped his bag down on the ground then walked over to the window seal and sat down on the bench in front of it. He placed the glass down on the window seal then put his elbow up on it and stared outside.

The view from his window always somewhat calmed him; it made him feel a little bit more at peace with himself. He was so conflicted all the time that it was a nice change. He just didn't know what to do, what really was there for him to do? He couldn't change who he was. He couldn't just have this weird strength taken away from him. He hadn't asked for it, he didn't want it. It made everyone afraid of him. He didn't want that. He hated feeling like everyone was scared of him. He might as well just be locked up for being the monster that he was, it just wasn't fair.

And no one understood this. Shinra thought it was "cool" he had so much strength. Well it wasn't. It was far from that, it was the worst thing to ever happen to him. The only thing he could do with his strength was protect his brother, but even that came at a cost of breaking his bones and hurting others. He didn't even like violence, but he couldn't stand anyone hurting his brother. When he snapped, he just couldn't control himself anymore. He went on a rampage, and after it was all over… he felt even more alone and in even more pain because he realized that more people had become afraid of him.

Shizuo picked up the glass with his right hand and downed half of it; he held the glass a little longer, just staring out the window. He began wondering if anything would change having Izaya around. Izaya didn't know anything about him yet, and despite Shinra stating he had abnormal strength, he doubted that Izaya even believed him. As much as Izaya somewhat annoyed him, he couldn't help but wonder about him. Like he'd thought before there was something different about Izaya that made Shizuo curious, yet annoyed by this curiosity. All of the other new students he'd barely even given a second glance to. So what made Izaya so special? Maybe it was because he was so different than the others; he didn't turn out to be as loud and irritating.

He wasn't really sure what to think about him right now, but Shizuo had a feeling that things were going to change with Izaya around. And he wasn't sure if it was going to be for the better or for worse.