A/N: Sadly I do not own Durarara!, but if I did, Shizuo would have a lot more screen time. I'm pretty sure the anime would revolve around him, but still. I don't own it and that's it.
Chapter 1:
I sighed as the train came to a stop. This was the first time I had been to Ikebukuro in 4 years, and I only had 1 reason to return.
To find my idol.
I grabbed my luggage and walked off of the train, looking around. Things didn't really seem to be different. People bustling around and everyone talking about gangs. One name I was hearing around me a lot was "Dollars" and I took a note to look into them.
I shifted my bag so that it was a little bit more comfortable on my shoulder and smiled. I was finally back. I walked out of the station and looked at the map that was directly in front of me. I needed to find a good place to start looking for my idol. I thought the Square would be a good place to start, and I traced the route that I would need to take.
"Ma'am, I wouldn't touch that if i were you," someone said to me.
"W-Why not?" I stuttered.
"A lot of young couples sure like to make their love known now-a-days," the person muttered, making me look at them with a confused expression on my face.
"I just wouldn't touch it," they sighed, walking away. I just kept looking at the map and eventually found my way to the Square. I shifted my bag on my shoulder again and went on my way.
As I walked, I looked all around. Ikebukuro had changed, but not much. I noticed shops that weren't there before, and I passed by my old high school, Raira Academy. It was in good shape, and I smiled. The only reason I had begged to go there was because my idol went there as well. He had already graduated before my first year though, so I was kind of disappointed. I was looking forward to calling him "senpai."
I continued walking, and it wasn't long before I realized that I was lost. I had probably missed a turn somewhere, and I knew I was in trouble. I looked around and tried to find my idol in the midst of the crowds, but I couldn't see anything with my short height. I sighed and continued walking, hoping that I would bump into my idol or someone who could point me towards the Square. As I continued walking, I noticed that there were kids with Raira Academy uniforms on. Since school had ended, I knew it had to be about 3 PM.
I kept walking forward, and it wasn't long before I ran into some kids from Raira Academy. I blinked and momentarily decided to ask for directions.
"Um, excuse me?" my voice seemed to catch their attention," I was just wondering if you could point me to the Square."
"Hi there! We're actually going there right now!" A boy with light brown hair told me, making me smile.
"What's your name?" the boy asked as we began to walk. We were about the same height and I blushed at my short stature.
"My name is Nishimura Yuki," I murmured, making the boy blink at me. I gazed at him and we just walked in silence. I noticed there was someone else there and smiled at him, making him blush.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"M-My name is Ryugamine Mikado," he stuttered. My smile widened and his blush intensified. We walked down the street and I looked down an alley. I saw 3 girls girls with way too much makeup on bullying a bespectacled girl.
"What's wrong Nishimura-san?" Mikado asked, and I pointed down the alley, Both of the boys looked and the light brown haired boy grinned.
"This is your chance Mikado! Go save her!" he grinned. Mikado seemed to go over his options and I noticed a black haired man that I had never seen before come up behind him. He smiled at me and I shivered. Something about that smile just didn't seem right…
I didn't really have time to think about it though, because he started to talk.
"Bullies? You're going to stop them?" He asked, his voice soft but dangerous at the same time. It was silent for about 3 seconds before he smiled.
"Um.." Mikado began to stutter before the man put his hand on his shoulder and began to lead him towards the bullies.
"Huh? What?" Mikado just stared up at the man,"W-What?"
The man pushed him towards the bullies and Mikado stumbled forward.
"What do you want?" The girl with brown hair asked. I noticed that boy in the back looked like he was doing something really weird, but shook my mind at the thought. There was no way that someone would do something like that in public, right?
"W-Well," Mikado seemed to stutter a lot.
"Bullying is lame," the man stated, making everyone look at him," It's not good."
He sure had a point.
"What's this got to do with you, old man?" The girl with blonde hair asked.
"Whether you guys get punched right here or end up dying on the roadside doesn't have anything to do with me."
How horrible.
"Even if I punch you, and even if you call me an old man even though I'm still twenty three…"
'Twenty three? I thought he was 19!' I thought to myself.
"We have nothing to do with each other," he finished.
"What?" The girl with brown hair asked. I had to admit, I was as confused as she was.
"Humans are really weak aren't they?"
He states that like he isn't human.
"Well, hurting girls isn't one of my hobbies."
He seemed to move quickly and the brown haired girl's bag fell on the ground.
"That's why I'll make it my hobby.."
He picked up her cell phone.
"To stomp on their phones."
He dropped the phone and began to stomp on it, laughing like a maniac. It was kind of a scary sight to watch, and I almost looked away.
All of a sudden, he stopped.
"I'm so bored of it now. It's no longer my hobby to step on cell phones," he smiled, and the girls all cowered together.
'H-Hiroshi!" The brown haired girl called, and the only guy there got in front of them.
"Yo, yo, yo! Hey man!" He yelled, grabbing his crotch. How disgusting.
"You're gonna get violent? Wow, I'm so scared," the black haired man said.
"You… bastard!" Hiroshi yelled, flying forward to punch him. He dodged. making Hiroshi hit the ground, and put his hands up in the air.
Like he just didn't care. Wait, bad time for jokes.
"I surrender!" he yelled, and Hiroshi sat up. The wind blew his hood, and his newly cut hair, away. I blinked. Did the black haired man do that?
He began to scream and turned around, making the girls scream as well. They all ran and he chased after them. He slipped and fell.
"You'd better remember this!" He yelled as he got up and ran away. I sighed in relief that no one had gotten injured, and the black haired man began to laugh.
"Here come the kamaitachi," was all he said.
"Um, I think we'd better get out of here," the light brown haired boy said, and I nodded in agreement. We walked to the Square and I scanned the area for the person I was looking for.
The black haired man sat on a motorcycle that I doubted belonged to him and smiled.
"But you're really admirable! You tried to save a girl from being bullied," he pointed out, making said girl look at Mikado. All he did was blush and smile nervously. The black haired man laughed and looked the the light brown haired kid.
"It's been a while, Masaomi Kida," he muttered.
Masaomi Kida, got it.
"Oh… hi," was all he said.
"That' uniform is Raira Academy's right? Congrats on your admittance."
"Yeah, thanks. It's rare for you to be in Ikebukuro, Mr. Izaya."
Izaya? As in, Orihara Izaya? This guy couldn't possibly be him. He was my idol's enemy!
Izaya just looked at Mikado and smiled.
"Oh he's just a friend of mine," Kida cut in.
"I'm Orihara Izaya. Nice to meet you," Izaya cooed.
"I'm Ryuugamine Mikado," Mikado bowed.
"Your name remind me of an air conditioner," Izaya laughed before turning his attention to me. I soon realized he was expecting my name, and sighed.
"I'm Nishimura Yuki," I muttered, making his smile widen.
"Nishimura Yuki, huh?" he murmured, most likely to himself.
"Anyways, what brings you to Ikebukuro?" Kida asked,
"I wanted to see someone. But I already got in touch with them," Izaya responded, looking at Mikado. All of a sudden…
Bam!
Izaya was hit with what looked like a convenience store trash can. How does that even work!?
"This is bad," Kida muttered. Hell yeah it was. Glad he could point out the obvious.
"Well, if it isn't Izaaayaaa," a voice growled. I would know that voice anywhere. I turned towards the voice and smiled.
It was the person I was looking for.
His blonde hair looked even more amazing in the lighting, and his voice was still as silky as it was 4 years ago.
'Didn't I tell you never to show your face in Ikebukuro again," he muttered, putting his glasses his just bartender's vest. "Izaaayaaa?"
"Shizu-chan."
That was the cutest nickname I've ever heard.
"I thought you worked by the west game?"
"I got fired from there long ago. And didnt' I tell you to stop calling me that? I've got a name, and it's Shizuo Heiwajima!"
This was definitely the man I was looking for. I couldn't believe my luck. I wasn't going to have to search for hours just to find him!
"Come on Shizu-chan. You're still mad that I blamed you for that crime?" Izaya sneered, and I blinked. I could see why Shizuo hated this guy. He was a complete jerk from what I could tell.
"I ain't mad. I just wanna kick your ass."
He didn't seem mad to me. Nope, not one bit.
Izaya frowned, then sighed.
"You can't even see logic or reason when you get violent. I don't like it. What a pain…"
All of a sudden, he had a knife in his hand and he was pointing it at Shizuo.
"Come on, let me off the hook."
The girl was shivering, and I was surprised that I wasn't shivering too. This was a scary situation. I looked at Shizuo and his eyes flashed to me for a second. Our eyes met and he looked away, clearly more interested in beating the hell out of Izaya.
"There he is!" I heard. All of a sudden, we were surrounded by gangsters. The guy from before, I think his name was Hiroshi, was among them.
"No one makes a fool out of me!" He yelled.
"No one messes with The Dollars and gets away with it!" another guy stated. I gulped and my breathing became unstable. I gripped my bag tightly and looked around. This wasn't a good place to be in, and I didn't know how to get away.
"A bartender?"
"H-He wasn't here before-"
They talked among themselves, and Shizuo seemed to get angrier.
"Who the hell are you!?" he growled, turning to face them. I gulped and had a feeling that something bad was going to happen. All of a sudden one started screaming and hit Shizuo on the head.
Was he a fucking moron!? He did know how strong Shizuo was, right? Shizuo was slouched over and held his head. They grinned at each other as if they knew they had won. Shizuo began to growl, and blood dripped on the ground, making their smiles disappear instantly.
"You just went for my head, didn't you?" He asked, standing upright. The guy who hit him seemed nervous, and Shizuo continued speaking.
"You know that you could kill someone by hitting a vital spot on their head, right?" He murmured. I gulped and I could have sworn I was shaking. The atmosphere was very unnerving.
"If you know this, then you were trying to kill me right?" The guy became scared as Shizuo continued to talk. I could feel that I was getting more and more scared as well.
"So you shouldn't have any complaints no matter what I do to you, right!?" Shizuo snapped. He punched the guy and he went flying, his clothing flying to random places. I couldn't believe it. Was it really possible to punch somebody so hard that their clothing fell off?
I guess it was since I had just seen it happen.
Shizuo's head was bleeding badly, and he was panting heavily. He roared in anger and began to beat up all of the gangsters as they tried to attack him. I swear some people had death wishes. Some began to run, and Izaya took the chance to bolt.
"See you later!" he called, making Shizuo turn his attention back to him. Shizuo grabbed a vending machine and LIFTED IT OFF THE GROUND. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, and neither could anyone else.
"I won't let you get away…" Shizuo mumbled. He threw it and it was suddenly caught by someone who came from the sky.
Wait, people falling from the sky is where I cross the line. He had to come from somewhere, right?
"It's because I was making a delivery to an old customer who lives on the top floor of that building," the man spoke with a heavy accent.
"SImon, you bastard," Shizuo seemed really upset that Simon had intercepted his attack. Hehe, I sound like a roleplayer.
Wait, why am I thinking about roleplaying at a time like this?
"Shizuo, it's not good to fight," Simon stated.
"Shut up! Don't get in my way!" Shizuo yelled, charging at Simon. Simon blocked his attack and Shizuo just smiled. The girl began to cower in fear and I gulped.
"Hey, Mikado! Now is when you…" Kida didn't get to finish his sentence before Mikado grabbed the girl's hand and started running.
"You're kidding! Mikado!" Kida called. He ran the opposite way, leaving me on my own. I blinked and watch the two fight. Simon wasn't looking too good, and I thought about stopping it, but immediately discarded the idea. I wasn't going to get involved in that. I decided to run the way that Kida had, and left the Square. After running for about 10 minutes, I stopped to catch my breath. After breathing normally for a few seconds, I noticed that I was breathing really fast when all the fighting was happening.
I didn't like fighting. It scared me like it scared Connor from Dragon Age. But enough Dragon Age references though. I began to walk again and saw that I had no idea where I was. I sighed and noticed that it was getting dark. I had to find a place to stay soon.
As I continued walking, I noticed a flash of blonde hair. My heart lept to my throat and I began to follow the person. Tall, blonde and in bartender attire? It had to be Shizuo. As I grabbed the person's sleeve, I noticed I was right. He looked at me and his eyes widened.
"You're… that girl from earlier," he mumbled. His soft voice and the loud noise made it hard for me to understand him. He started walking again and I began to follow him, still holding onto his sleeve. He didn't seem to mind, so I just kept following him. After a while, he seemed to be getting irritated. We were near a now nearly empty train station.
"What the hell do you want!?' He snapped at me. I was taken aback and stepped back a few steps. He blinked at me and sighed.
"Sorry. Is there a reason why you're clinging onto me, girl from earlier?" He asked.
"My name is Nishimura Yuki," I stated. I didn't want to be known as "girl from earlier".
"Nishimura Yuki huh? That's a nice name," he muttered and I smiled.
"That still doesn't answer the question of why you were clinging onto me," he stated and I smiled.
"I was just happy to see you! You see, I really admire you. I think you're really strong and I consider you my idol!" I smiled. He blinked at me like he thought I was kidding. When he saw I wasn't however, he smiled softly.
"Thanks kid," he patted my head.
"I'm not a kid. I'm 22," I murmured. Shizuo blinked at me and I could tell that he didn't believe me.
"I'm not lying. I just graduated from a university," I muttered. Shizuo chuckled and I blinked at him.
"You're such a shorty," he began to laugh. I smiled softly and shivered from the cold. Shizuo seemed to noticed and stopped laughing.
"Do you even know where you are?" he asked. I thought about it for a second and shook my head, making Shizuo sigh.
"I can't just leave an innocent girl here alone in the dark. Come on, I'll take you to Shinra's place," Shizuo said, motioning for me to follow him. I just nodded and walked alongside him. It seemed easy talking to him. I just couldn't understand something though.
If it was so easy, what's this uneasy feeling I have?
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