A/N- Welcome, everyone! To the insane minds of me and my friends! Mostly Nashi! XDD I hope you enjoy each of our crazy ideas! And leave your own! We might do it!
Disclaimer- Neither Mikomi Ai nor Nashi own DRRR! The ideas we create are our own, though.
"Do you know how epic it would be if I was Shinra and Celty's child?" A rather short teenage girl speaks with a dreamy sigh on the phone with her friend, Mikomi.
"You would be, like… just like a combo, dude. You're ,like, a gender bend of Shinra in looks and Celty's personality with a mix of Shinra!" Another girl who was far too tall and skinny for her age states while looking through the DRRR kink meme, "They would SO be my Godparent's, so we could be, like, sisters in a way!"
"Who would be your parents? It can't be two guys-
"I hate mpreg anyway… I know I would be-
"DEFINETLY SHIZUO'S DAUGHTER! YOU'RE SCARY AS CRAP!" Nashi exclaims through the phone, "I'm like dead serious, dude. Your death glares are creepy."
Mikomi gave said death glare at the phone, "Wanna die?" she asked, slowly.
"NOOO! But who would be your mom be?"
The girl wants to say Izaya (adoption, anyone?), but fought against it.
"Vorona."
"Perfeccct."
"But what about the creeper, Izaya?"
"He could be a creeper pedo!"
"AND he's always trying to get a divorce between my parents! Haha! Brilliant!"
"AHAHA! YES! I mean it's obvious that he's… ya know… g-a-y~"
The more Mikomi thought about it, the more ideas ran through.
If we were their children, huh?
A fifteen year old girl lays her bed, not wanting to wake up. She had wildly curly chestnut brown hair with slightly darker eyes.
Today as her first day at Raira Academy and she honestly didn't give a flying fuck.
A soft knock came from the other side of her room, and a woman with choppy Japanese spoke, "Wake up, Komi." Mikomi looked up and saw her mother with a blank expression on her face, which matched hers.
"Where's Dad's old Raijin uniform."
"Ask him."
The girl didn't want to get up, so she screamed a loud, "DAAAAAAD!"
In a matter of seconds, a tall, blonde haired man rushed in the room, and worriedly asked, "You okay? The Flea here or something?" he looked around the room, and before he goes crazy, Mikomi blandly asks, "where's your old high school uniform?"
"Eh? That's what you wanted? Why not use your new-
"I'm almost six feet tall! That skirt is a perv magnet! Don't forget about-
"Right, sorry, I don't have it. They all got shredded by… him."
The brunette sighed and finally got out of bed, stretching out her limbs, she wonders what her best friend, Nashi is doing at her home.
~Another Home~
A teenager with straight chocolate hair and matching eyes slowly opened her eyes to the soft knocking of her mother, who was holding up a text message which stated, "Morning, High school student~! ^-^"
The teenager got up, stretching out her average height body and grabbed her black framed glasses.
"Is Dad awake?" The girl, named Nashi, asked with excitement. Her father was someone that she looked up to. Plus he was like a rainbow cupcake.
"Yeah, he's in the kitchen. "
"Thanks!" she got up and got dressed in the uniform that she hated (but was forced to wear). She skipped down stairs and had breakfast, kissing her father on the cheek.
"Good Morning~" she said in a sing song voice.
"Are you excited to go to school with Mikomi-chan?"
"She's scary as heck… and darn temper…" she murmured, "but yeah! We're biffles after all!"
They all ate their breakfast (except for the mother… of course…), and Nashi was out the door, and ran for the Heiwajima's home.
~Back to Mikomi~
"AKJASDFLKSJHF! I HATE THIS OUTFIT!" she yelled, and her father and mother wouldn't blame her.
"I don't like it either. But you went to the same gym as Akane-chan, right? So you'll be alright. Plus –unfortunately- you inherited my temper…" Shizuo said with a sigh.
"True, true." Mikomi said, grabbing a toast and milk before gulping it down in sync with her blonde father.
A knock came through the from door with shouts of "MIKOMIIII! WE GOTTA GO!"
"There's Nashi. See ya!" she kissed both parents on the cheek and ran out the door.
"MIKOOMIII!" The taller teen was glomped from behind by the shorter brunette.
"Ha ha ha… Get. Off. NOW!" She glared at Nashi, which made her squeak and cower. "Don't hurt me!"
"Let's just get to school…" Mikomi already started walking on the asphalt without her friend without a second glance.
"You're such a biz-natch, Mikomi. Die."
"After you~"
The two walked side by side, talking about how amazing their parents were, when a familiar man walked in front of the two.
"Flea-san."
"KOMI-CHHAAANN~!" Another glomp on the taller of the three. An eyebrow twitched before she looked over her shoulder.
"Momiji…" A short blonde stuck out her tongue and waved at Nashi; who waved back. Traitor.
"Ahh, Momo-chan here is my new assistant! I see you three all know each other…" Izaya cheerfully stated.
"Komi-chan! You never said hello! You're so mean! I hate you!" The green-eyed girl said, getting off her and entered weird mode.
"You both look lovely in those uniforms~!" she giggled and so did Izaya.
Mikomi looked up to the sky and asked "why me?" while Nashi just wanted to stab Izaya… again.
"You better get away from me…" she warned the raven male.
"orrrr?"
Mikomi grabbed her cell phone and called her mother.
"Hello?"
"I need the flyswatter. Stat." Rustling and curses could be heard on the other line.
Not 2 minutes passed by before a stop sign flew by the three girls, into Izaya.
"IZZZAAAYYAAAAA!"
Mikomi and Nashi walked away, along with Momiji following, trying to flirt with the two and being ignored.
A/N- Soooo yeah! Me and my friends have REALLY weird ideas and I thought I would write them down! So here's how things will work for each chapter.
A conversation between friends and me about the idea.
The story.
Question of the chappie.
Question- If you could be any two character's child (m preg and yuri is accepted with me), who would they be? Why?
This is actually how I and my friends act in real life. So don't think the personalities were for the sake of fitting in what we wanted.
GIVE US IDEAS IN A REVIEW~
Until next time
~Mikomi Ai
