Arghh, it hurts… but here's my new Durarara fic! ^^ But anyway, like my other normal fics… I have to warn you guys about light novel characters. This is a Horror/Romance fic and of course, just a bit Supernatural, Violence and smut. I have to make this in accordance to the rule even though I do not want to ya know. And yeah, I am not creating a Mary Sue, okay? I just need to describe her like that…
It also might appear het at first but this is Shounen ai… or so I think. ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara and Another. Not a crossover. Other references are also used but fanfics of other authors are not included.
Warnings: Violence, gore and other horrible stuffs. Smut and sexy scenes will also be provided. Not all are incorporated in every chapter. OOC.
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Blood Lipstick
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Summary: Porcelain skin, long smooth black hair, and natural red lips. Certainly reminds him of someone he used to... despise. Now that she starts getting under his skin, will he be able to grant her her only wish. But wait, did someone say she's already dead?
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Blood Lipstick
A creature of both day and night… messing up with the bounds of a human's pure love…
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"Pretty. She's very pretty, isn't she?" Two boys chatter as they hide in the bushes… while keeping an eye at a pretty brunette. She is resting at their mansion's balcony… adorned by the most elegant clothes and most beautiful features. The black-haired boy eyes at her with his natural mischievously-smiling red eyes… his lips curling up for a cat smile. He has been grasping at the leaves eagerly… showing the craving to be in acquaintance of such beautiful young girl.
We were nothing but seven-year-old kids in a rich neighborhood. All we did is to always watch that beautiful lady from afar. And ever since he has met her in person on accident…
He has never seen anyone else.
He significantly grew colder and farther… like that beautiful brunette young girl has bewitched him.
…Just like how this new girl in class bewitches me.
"My name is Kanra Nakura. I'm also seventeen year old. Please take care of me…" She elegantly bows down as she introduces herself to the class that boring Morning class. The boys in the room are like in a state of grave awe… as if witnessing an animated goddess. She is then instructed to sit at the middle of the classroom where a vacant seat is— as if the seat is solely left alone for her.
And by the farthest window, a blonde man lies dazed upon the sight of the goddess. And just the rich young girl in his memories, she has this captivating porcelain skin, smooth silk black hair and natural red lips— yet she is much more beautiful than her. Everything about her is beauty… a sole image of perfection.
Kanra Nakura— even before she came into the most prestigious private high school in Raira— the rich district of Ikebukuro, the whole class has been scavenging information about her. She is a seventeen-year-old heiress of her father's financial corporation. She has been residing in Shinjuku and transfers to Ikebukuro for some reasons… they can't seem to look up to— which means it is indeed personal. She then schools at Raira Academy as a junior on her own choice and since she has all the needed credentials… it has not been that hard to get in.
The blonde man continues to watch her even after the morning classes… simply overlooking the corridors to see her socialize with a few big names and pretty faces in the school. The man sighs and then a sudden tap welcomes his shoulder, "Shizuo!" He looks at his left to see another boy at his age… only to belong to a different class, "Yo, Shizuo. What are you checking out down there? I heard you had a new classmate just now."
Shizuo Heiwajima— a normal resident of Raira district and a student in Raira Academy Junior Class 4. He is also seventeen years old and his parents are mere office workers in the biggest people's companies. However, his brother is pretty famous as a showbiz idol/actor— which shouldn't really concern him. It doesn't show but he is doing good at being an average student inside the school… though the reality changes outside the premises.
"Yeah, that girl over there. Kanra Nakura, was it…?" The newcomer joins him in looking and then he whistles, "Wow… that's some crowd! She must be very popular! Orihara-kun must be dragging you down there if he was—"
"Yeah, if he was still here."
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Blood Lipstick
Rei Haruno— Sakura no Imooto
Chapter 1: Chapstick Gone Wrong
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"You don't have to be… never mind. Let's just find some other chicks to hit on then." He then yawns and stretches in boredom… and then he eyes again at Kanra, "She resembles Namie-san's noticeable features, neh?" Shizuo then glares at him and he bellows at the bespectacled junior student, "Can't you stop your trap for mentioning dead people?!"
"…Yikes. Sorry, Shizuo. I just thought you should be over them by this time" "…Sorry, Shinra."
Shinra Kishitani— one of Shizuo's friends and most likely one of his bestfriends and childhood friends. He is the sole child of the Kishitanis who owns one of the biggest medicine technology facilities— Nebula— but his father does not seem to let him have it just yet. Shinra is an academically excellent child unlike Shizuo but he has his flaws in athletics. He has been Shizuo and the brunet ever since he was four but… unlike the other friend, Shinra does not go with the young girl watching.
"Oh, well. That was very… suddenly. No wonder you can't still accept things."
"Don't talk like you are not friends with them as well." Shizuo starts walking away from the friend. "Sorry for being so cold-hearted, Shizuo."
Ah, yes. As time passes by, things happen. It is a very unfortunate accident… I have lost two close friends in a flash— I didn't even have the time to cry immediately. That was five years ago… but still…
To be honest, I have already accepted Namie-jou-san is already dead… but Izaya. I still blame his death on that bitch… if only— BUMP!
"I'm sorry… but you're the one spacing out."
"Huh?" Shizuo quits the self talk and then he sees— "Kanra— I mean Nakura-san?!" The girl with a confused look then smiles at him and speaks with her melodic voice, "Oh. Right, you must be from Class 4." Shizuo then stares at her exceptionally beautiful face… particularly to those plump red lips. She then moves to bow down a bit… her eyes accessing the same level of those gold eyes, "Is there something on my face?"
"…Eh?" The blond twitches and starts panicking a bit. He then straightens and clears his throat, "…S-Sorry. You're too beautiful, I can't help it." Fuck you, brain. Fuck you. He instantly blushes and then she chuckles, "I have heard so many compliments before. But yours is the funniest. What's your name?"
"…S-Shizuo… Heiwajima." "Shizuo, hm? Neh, would you mind if I call you Shizu-chan? It sounds too cute, I can't help it." The guy smirks a bit, trying to keep himself from getting angry, "Are you trying to make fun of me? But… please don't. It brings painful memories." She then touches his chest with a finger… "Wounds won't heal if you keep on rubbing them. Whatever pains you before… let it go." The guy looks away… starting to argue, "No, you don't understand. It's not like it is just from a bitchy ex-girlfriend."
Instead of retorting, she keeps on smiling and then she speaks, "It must be from someone you cherished the most… that you lost. That person must have been worried about you even though he is already in heaven. I think you should drop it and stop making him feel like you're being sore because of him." Shizuo looks at her and she draws a smile at her lips with a finger, "The world is not all about suffering, Shizu-chan."
"You should always enjoy yourself, Shizu-chan! The world is not all about suffering and bad things, you know."
"…I guess you must be right, Kanra." He suddenly twitches and blushes heavily again, "E— I mean, Nakura-san." "I can settle with Kanra-san." "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to disrespect you." "You're so stiff…"
He looks at her and she smiles again, "Loosen up. I'm not an etiquette Nazi myself. But I should be following tight rules in school…" "…Why do we go out sometime and—?" There it goes again. Mouth, brain… coordinate with each other and don't malfunction! "That's very straightforward of you." The blond looks at her giggling modestly… and then he gulps…
"Anou, Kanra-san… I'm serious. Please go out with me."
"Will it be alright if I just find time next week? I don't really have a hold on my time along these days." Shizuo blushes yet again but then he takes a deep breath. Things are getting smooth that everything is perfectly… suspicious. "Sure. I'm looking forward to it." She then smiles again and then the blond stares at her face again… particularly at her lips…
"Don't you think you're using too much lipstick?" Just when— just when!
"Huh?" She blushes and then she chuckles, "No one has ever said that to me! But… no. It's purely natural… I'm not putting anything on them." Shizuo scratches his head… he has made too many strikes already. No wonder if Kanra would just go and slap him all of a sudden. She then sways a bit just long enough to take back Shizuo's attention… "And you know what? I really don't put anything because… I really like what they taste like." The blond shows a twitch of confusion and then Kanra grabs his face…
For a surprise lip kiss.
"I should be going. Lunchtime is almost ending already. See you, Shizu-chan…"
Everything that happened seems to be so untrue… how things escalated taken into too much consideration. However, the unknown source of a very familiar feeling is a mystery itself. They are talking as if they were not strangers… they are talking as if they are nothing like new acquaintances. Kanra has drawn too much affection out of him from the very first time he has seen her. And the drowning feeling of bliss engulfs Shizuo yet again… the hesitance of falling in love again dawns at him. But despite the confusing atmosphere of love, yet another mystery arises…
For Kanra's plump red lips… those delicious-looking and feeling lips… "Tastes like blood."
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Blood Lipstick
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"Yo, Shizuo!" Shinra waves at him again and then he waves back, "Shinra…" The friends meet up and then the bespectacled one chuckles, "Hey, hey… I heard a rumor. They said the socialites are throwing a party for Nakura-san. Want me to drag you in there so we can go and have a chat with her? You seem to be interested in her."
"Nah, I will just be bothered learning ballroom etiquettes." Shizuo sighs and then Shinra twitches to a sigh, "Okay. But don't you think she's just too good? I mean…" He places a worried hand on his chin, "I saw her up-close earlier… she actually has a striking resemblance with Namie-san. I can't help but to point it out… please don't punch me!"
"…" Shizuo just keeps quiet and then he looks at where all the cars are fetching up their miladies and milords. Shinra turns to the same direction and then he chuckles, "I'll drop you off straight to your house later. I won't be going to the hospital to see the progress." The blond sighs and then he waves his hand at him, "I'll just walk home… I won't be able to think well enough if I hear your secret fantasies out all the way."
"That's so mean, Shizuo." Shinra laughs out and then he pushes his glasses up, "As expected from your kindergarten attitude."
"Don't start here, Shinra." Shizuo smirks in the planned threatening of the four-eyed friend. The guy then chuckles in a 'just kidding' tone. Then the bespectacled guy excuses himself to drive home by then… leaving his friend to his own selfish world. Shizuo sighs and then he begins walking away from the school.
"Shizu-chan." A familiar melodic voice calls to him and then Shizuo turns to the direction. Kanra is standing behind him, her bag at her hands kept behind her, "Are you walking home?" He then approaches her, "Uh, yes. Aren't you supposed to be in a car or something?" She then walks ahead of him and he catches up to her quickly, taking the bag she holds out to him, "Supposed to be. But I said I wanted to experience Ikebukuro firsthand. So would you like to keep me company while I take a tour around?"
"…Yes." Shizuo answers… and then he walks side-by-side with Kanra. The feeling that they are walking does not seem to be that shaky at all. His heart is not skipping a beat or his mind not being so unclear and unable to think properly. The tension as to what they could talk about along the way is not present at all. Nothing. Yet the coldness of two strangers talking is not there either…
He feels like he is walking with someone he has known for so long… that any mishap that could happen is tolerable. And out of this feeling, he holds out his hand to hold hers… with the girl not making a twitch at the sudden contact. She even grips on it tighter and seems not willing to let go. She then smiles and speaks without looking at him…
"Shizu-chan. That person who calls you the same… you love him, don't you?"
"Are you trying to say… 'You're mistaking me for someone else', Kanra-san?" "I don't mind… I was just wondering what kind of person he is. (And you seem to be okay with me referring to that person as 'he'.)"
"…I don't even know where to begin. But he's someone I was never ready to lose. (Uhm, is it embarrassing to admit that that person is indeed a guy? There's… nothing romantic between us anyway.)"
She then chuckles and then she goes in front of the blond and takes both of his hands— though one is occupied with the bags, "I wish I— as in me— could really make you feel the same, Shizu-chan." A wild blush covers her already cute face… enough to make Shizuo blush as well. She then grins the sweetest and her cat grin pierces another impact on Shizuo's heart…
"I saw her up-close earlier… she actually has a striking resemblance with Namie-san." She also has this striking resemblance on Izaya's… old personality. The feeling I get when I'm— wait… that can't be true. It must just be a mere coincidence.
"Anou, Kanra-san…" Shizuo's face darkens and then he pulls his hands away from hers, "I just remembered about doing something. I should be going." He hands her bag to her and then she chuckles, "…Shizu-chan." He turns to her and she smiles, "It is really hard to keep on missing people. I know it is going to be so hard."
"…Stop talking." She twitches at his bellowing… then he holds his face to hide from her, "Please don't talk about him anymore. I'm leaving." The blond dashes away enough to take the attention of some of the passers-by. Kanra sighs and turns away to proceed to her residence… with a sly bitter grin embracing her lips, "Shizu-chan, Shizu-chan, hm."
Her mouth produces a smacking sound as she opens it to lick her teeth, "You're so hopeless."
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Blood Lipstick
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"Shizuo-kun! Dinner's ready!" His mother calls out from the kitchen and then he somewhat fails to answer… as to being enticed by his thoughts that night. He is sitting at the couch and has the terebi on— but his mind is never home. All he thinks about right now is his dear friend and the resemblances…
"Oh, dear. I thought you were in your room." His mother speaks and then she gasps at the flashing news, "Oh, my. What is that?" Shizuo suddenly gets grabbed back to earth and watches what his mother has gasped upon.
It is a murder at a restaurant that night. A man was seen dead at the unisexual bathroom of the place and it is a great mystery that the insides have been ravaged by the murderer. The internal organs are brutally pulled out of body and the blood has been splattered all around. The face has been scraped off as well, preventing identification. The bouncers said that all the guests were there except for those who have already left— a time which is already an hour ago.
"Why are they showing something like this on TV?!" She exclaims and then she rapidly taps Shizuo's shoulder, "Your dad and Kasuka-kun won't be really back for dinner. We better eat already. Such disturbing things!"
Then the phone rings and then Shizuo answers it since he's nearer the home telephone, "Hello? Heiwajima residence. Yes, who is this?" He then lays down the phone, "Kaa-san, it's from a Junko Hasegawa." She twitches and reaches out her hand as she walks to the telephone. Shizuo then speaks again, "Yes, she's here. I'm passing the phone." His mother takes the phone and tells him to wait at the table. She then clears her throat and speaks, "Oh, hi. This is Namiko Heiwajima speaking. Oh, Junko-san! Right… right…"
Shizuo settles at the table and then he patiently waits for his mother. The weather that night seems to be significantly colder than usual… making him comfortable looking around the joint kitchen-dining room for any window to close. Luckily, there is one… the farthest away from the table. He stands up and then he is about to close the window… only to hear a dog gurgling in pain. It is safe to think it is a dog though… but the Heiwajimas do not have a dog— or Yuigadokusonmaru, Shizuo's brother's cat, will be infuriated.
Shizuo goes out the backdoor and then he comes around where the gurgling begins to sound louder. He then begins to whistle to call the 'dog', "Here, doggie-doggie. Or whatever you are, come here." Strange movements then come from the bushes at a corner… only for him to witness a big black shadow show itself from the darkness. Its eyes are flaring red and its teeth are showing… with that unknown red liquid painting it along with the drool. It then jumps away and he wishes to catch up to it. However… it goes on too fast.
Shizuo then looks down at where the creature used to be… only to find long strands of hair littering around.
"That really isn't a dog after all."
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Blood Lipstick
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A vase with flowers then now adores the desk of one of their classmates… the one latterly identified as the victim of the restaurant killing. It has been a wild rumor and talk among the student body… people talking about wild dogs and other hilarities. Kanra is just there sitting— a sad atmosphere clouding at her godlike face. Shizuo then comes around and then he asks her… "Kanra-san, what happened?"
"Fukuda-san… I was with him yesterday night." The blond twitches at her words and then the girl chooses to leave the classroom in the absence of the sensei. He follows her to a more spacious part of the corridor and then she begins to talk more, "After you ditch me, he gave a call about a restaurant date. Well, I stayed there until I finished the meal… but he tries to hold me there longer." She then smiles and suddenly grabs the cloth on his chest, "I had to leave and so I forced my way. And then minutes later… he got eaten like that."
"Don't be scared, Kanra-san." Shizuo speaks… still so unsure of what to say. That has never happened in this city. He then looks around to see if there are people watching them… "Kanra-san, let's just stay indoors as soon as the sun sets for beginners. I don't really know what but—" He then holds her shoulders, "I want to protect you." Shizuo pulls her closer and then she smiles under the embrace, "Shizu-chan…"
She lifts her face and then she smiles in relief, "I'm really happy that I have you, Shizu-chan."
A strange chill runs up the blond's spine.
"I don't really know what I will do without you."
"Stop…" He murmurs…
"Don't… don't leave me, okay?" She buries her face at his chest again, "…I really think I love you, Shizu-chan."
"STOP MAKING FUN OF ME?!" Shizuo pushes her off but his grip on her shoulders remains and even grows much tighter… yet the expression of his eyes grows from supportive… to utterly angry…
"STOP LYING, IZAYA!" "…Izaya?"
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End of Chapter 1
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