Nothing belongs to me except for Ryuu Akihana, Kanta Akihana and the story itself. All rights go to Ryohgo Narita! Enjoy!
Izaya's head rose from his desk, the computer screen in front of him dark from his monitor having shut itself off sometime in the night after the raven dozed off. The teenage male rubbed his rust colored eyes to clear out the gunk that kept them from opening with minimal effort.
"Damn it, I must have stayed up late again playing that MMORPG last night. Ryuu-chan is going to lecture me if I'm late again."
Izaya groaned as he stretched his arms above his head, rising from his spot at his bedroom desk to make his way to his bathroom and ready himself for the day. After a hot shower, Izaya brushed his teeth and styled his hair, which fell over his eyes as he hadn't had a haircut in a while.
After he was satisfied with his appearance, the raven got dressed in his school uniform which consisted of black trousers, a white button up shirt and a loose fitting red sweater with sleeves the barely brushed his finger tips. He put on his square, black rimmed glasses and made his way out of his bedroom to the living area that had only a low round dining table, a small television, the small genkan and an archway that lead to a small kitchen.
As Izaya made good on his intention of cooking breakfast for himself, he thought about his life before he made the decision to live on his own while attending his final year of high school.
A little over four years ago, on Izaya's birthday, the Orihara household had decided to go out to eat in celebration of their son's thirteenth birthday. He would be starting high school next fall and his younger twin sisters would be starting their first day of primary school that year.
However, on their way back home, there had been an accident. A man coming home from a night out drinking with coworkers had not been paying attention to the stoplight at an intersection and hit them at full speed. Izaya and his sisters had managed to miraculously survive with nothing life threatening, but their parents hadn't been so lucky. Their father, who had been at the wheel, died on the operating table in surgery while their mother, who sat in passenger seat at the first point of connection between the two vehicles, died on impact. Izaya never heard of what happened to the man they ran into.
Izaya and his sisters were taken in by their parent's old college friend's family, the Akihana's. Luckily for Izaya, he was good friends with their children, Ryuu and Kanta. Kanta was the oldest of the two siblings and took care of himself, his sister and he rest of them while he attended college at Tokyo University.
Ryuu's and Kanta's mother passed away due to a illness while Ryuu was still young, so since Ryuu and Kanta's father was often away on business and wouldn't be able to personally care for Izaya and his sisters, Kanta volunteered to support them since he had room at his, at the time, newly renovated home with Ryuu. Izaya was enrolled in the same school as Ryuu while Mairu and Kururi were enrolled in a primary school not too far off from Izaya's and Ryuu's middle school.
During his time at Raijin Middle School, Izaya found it difficult making friends and kept to Ryuu's side most of the time, or secluded himself to study alone. The depression weighing on him due to his parent's death made it difficult for the boy to open up to the other students, and so he chose to not bother trying.
However, before Izaya and Ryuu enrolled in Raijin High School, Ryuu and Izaya had sat down in front of the TV to enjoy their occasional late night movie fests. Ryuu had fallen asleep halfway through an episode of Ouran High School Host Club, and Izaya would have too if he hadn't been enthralled with the emotion of the show that pulled him in and made it feel as though he were finally understood. For that small moment in time, Izaya was at peace.
That weekend, Izaya begged Kanta to buy him the first season DVD of the anime he had seen that night. Kanta, not used to Izaya asking for something so passionately, agreed and got Izaya the DVD, thinking that he wanted to watch it with his sisters. After dinner that night, Izaya holed himself up in his room and spent the rest of the night and a section of the morning watching the entire DVD from start to finish without a wink of sleep.
From then on, the teen's once innocent interest became a full out obsession from multiple seasons of different anime, growing volumes of manga and a decent collection of figurines lining his bedroom walls. Posters of of his favorite characters from various anime and video games overlooked his room and Izaya would spend all of his free time in front of a computer or television and gaming system.
Happy that Izaya had found a reason to smile, Kanta and Ryuu allowed the raven haired male his space and continued to indulge his growing hobby. It wasn't until just before Izaya and Ryuu's second year of high school, that Izaya had asked for him to be allowed to live on his own. Kanta was hesitant to allow such a responsibility, but seeing the desperate look in Izaya's eyes, he gave in under the condition that he pay the teen's rent until he graduated and was of legal age to pay it himself. He also supplied a monthly allowance for food and other essentials. Izaya agreed and soon, he was moved into a small, decently kept apartment only a short train ride away from the school.
Hearing a beeping noise, Izaya was startled out of his thoughts to return his attention to the stove from which his miso soup had finished cooking, the rice cooker demanded his attention not much later. Once he was sat at the table with his food in front of him, Izaya clasped his hands together mumbling a quiet, "Itedakimasu" before turning on the morning anime shows and devouring his meal absentmindedly.
"Oh, this must be a new episode, I don't recognize that character."
Izaya mumbled various observations to himself as the shows played out before him. Soon his meal was done and the teen clapped his hands together with a quick, "Gochisousama" before cleaning up his dishes and leaving them in the sink for him to take care of when he returned home.
Izaya quickly turned off the TV and slipped on his shoes and backpack as he made his way out the door.
"Ittekimasu."
Izaya did his daily ritual of calling to a person who wasn't there to say back to him, "Itterashai". He wouldn't complain though; he chose to leave home to make it out on his own. Besides, he didn't have time to dwell on his loneliness. He was late for meeting Ryuu again, and had to steel himself for a long lecture when he met the girl.
Once the raven made it off the train, Izaya ran down the streets until he saw a familiar raven haired, violet eyed girl talking animately with a taller, brunette boy with a cool expression.
"Ryuu-chan! Dotacchin! Sorry I'm late again!"
Ryuu Akihana and Kyohei Kadota turned in Izaya's direction, waving him over once they recognized the glasses-clad boy. Once Izaya had made it to where they were waiting for him, he hunched over panting. Ryuu was quick to disregard her out of breath friend's messy appearance as she nagged him about how he always kept them waiting every morning.
"I swear, Iza-kun, you are the worst at punctuality! Had you been here any later, there's no way we would have any chance of making it to school on time!"
"S-Sorry! I went to bed late last night, and forgot to set my alarm for this morning!"
Ryuu sighed as she took Kadota's hand and pulled him with her in the direction of school. Izaya jogged up to the male's side and joined in on their conversation.
"Whatever! Anyway, Iza-kun, did you hear that that new volume for Noragami is out now? You said you wanted it, right?"
Izaya gasped in happy surprise as he was then practically skipping beside Kadota in joy.
"Oh, sweet Hiyori-chan~! None can compare the strength of your stubborn will and your compassionate heart~! The last volume ended at such a climatic moment, that I practically bawled at those dreaded words of, 'To be continued'! How excruciating! I seriously can't wait! I can hardly contain myself!"
The couple laughed at Izaya's enthusiasm as the raven danced around them and receiving strange looks from bystanders on the street. Kadota made an attempt to rein in Izaya's composure as they neared the school.
"Calm down, Izaya. You don't want to bump into anyone and cause an accident."
Izaya stopped his dancing to smile at Ryuu's boyfriend of two years and made his way back over to the couple.
"Say, Dottachin? Did you want to go with me to the bookstore to buy it? You said that you wanted to get that study guide for the upcoming exam, right? Let's all go together!"
Kadota and Ryuu gave Izaya a nervous smile as they shot a guilty glance to each other. Izaya was confused by their strange behavior and looked to his childhood friend for answers.
"Sorry, Iza-kun, but we actually have plans. You'll have to go on your own today."
Izaya's expression changed from confusion to disappointment before he quickly plastered on a smile, so as to not worry his friends.
"Oh, I get it! You guys got a hot date planned? Well, don't let me stop you! You guys go have yourselves a good time, ne~?"
Ryuu could see past Izaya's smile and took notice of her friend's loneliness. She was about to say something when the school bell chimed, alerting all the students to their impending tardiness. Izaya gasped, immediately grabbing Ryuu and Kadota by the wrist to drag them through the school gate and towards their shoe lockers.
"Damn it! Hurry up, you slowpokes! If we don't hustle, we'll be late! Why are you dragging your feet, Ryuu-chan? I'll seriously leave you behind!"
Ryuu shook her head, deciding to talk to her friend about her worries regarding him later. The three teenagers quickly changed into their indoor shoes and jogged to their classroom. Kadota was a year above them, so he simply dropped them off at their classroom before running in the direction of the stairs to make it up to his classroom before his teacher arrived.
Izaya sat in his seat by the window, getting his notebook out while Ryuu took her seat in front of him, doing the same. Not even two minutes later, the teacher walked in and ordered the class to stand and bow before conducting roll call.
About ten blocks away, a young man, Shizuo Heiwajima, leaned back against an alley wall smoking a cigarette with a look of irritation. Easily overlooked under the lack of lighting, Shizuo wore a black long sleeved t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up just below his elbows. His black skinny jeans were held up by black, silver studded belt and tucked neatly into his black combat boots. The man's blue shades were safely tucked in his pocket, exposing his chocolate brown eyes to the beating of some poor gentlemen against the wall across from him.
As Shizuo listened to the man's whimpers of pain and begging for mercy, he ran his large hand through his dyed blonde hair with a sigh.
"Stand him up."
Immediately, the beating stopped as the two suit clad attackers followed their boss' orders, both lackey's grabbed the man's arms to pull him up and pin him against the brick wall. Shizuo took a drag from his cigarette and blew the smoke in the man's face, causing the older man to cough from the sudden polluted air he was forced to breath.
"Listen, Takagi-san. I'm a patient man, and I really hate violence. All I'm asking is whether or not you've seen Hiro Yamada in the last week. Give us a time and place, and we'll be out of your hair. Give us a location, and we'll call a doctor for you. After all, I'm sure you've probably got a cracked rib or two by now."
Takagi coughed as he looked up at the tall, intimidating man. He shook in fear when he saw how Shizuo's eyes seemed to look right through him, as though daring him to lie to him and drag out his punishment. Shizuo finished his cigarette and threw it down on the concrete before stomping on it to extinguish the source of his peaceful mindset.
"Is your memory coming back, Takagi-san? I may be a patient man, but my employer — not so much."
Takagi flinched when a laced, ankle high boot landed against the wall next to him.
"Where is he?"
"H-He's at theT-Tokyo Bay l-loading dock! H-He mentioned s-stowing away on some b-boat! Please! I-I have a w-wife and child!"
Shizuo hissed as he took his foot off the wall and the lackey's dropped the man to the ground harshly. The artificial blonde was given another cigarette before it was lit by one of the lackeys. He blew out the cloud of smoke as he looked down at the trembling man.
"That last part is a straight lie, but thank you for your cooperation. Let's go."
Shizuo pulled out his cellphone and dialed a number he was far too familiar with as of late. After a couple rings, a cheery voice answered, causing Shizuo to hold the phone away from his ear out of irritation.
"Shinra, it's me. Yeah, down on Sunshine behind that noodle restaurant. Thanks, see ya."
A black limousine pulled up in front of Shizuo, who slipped his blue shades on over his eyes, as he and the other men emerged from the alley, one of the lackey's running ahead to open the door to the back seat for Shizuo to enter the vehicle through. Before the door closed, Shizuo looked back at his underlings, putting their attention on him.
"Guard him until Kishitani-sensei's courier arrives. After she picks up Takagi-san, make your way back to base. Understood?"
The men stood straight before bowing with a synchronized, "Sir!" The door was closed and Shizuo relaxed against the black leather seat as he dialed another regularly used number into his cell phone as he ordered the man at the wheel to drive, receiving a sound of agreement. A ring was heard before a gruff greeting made it's way to Shizuo's ears.
"Hey. We received word that he's attempting to stow away on a boat headed out of Tokyo Bay. Send a small group down there to grab him before he gets away and bring him back for interrogation. Call me when you find him."
Shizuo sighed as he stretched out on the seat and tucked his phone back into his pocket.
"Damn, I need a vacation. Tom, are there any messages for me?"
Tom Tanaka, who had been sitting in the passenger seat beside the driver, turned back to face Shizuo with a gentle smile meant to relax the artificial blonde.
"There was one call from your brother wanting to check up on you, but nothing else labeled important at the moment."
Shizuo nodded as he crushed his forgotten cigarette into the ashtray slotted in the door beside him.
"I'm going to take a nap. Drive around until they call."
Tom nodded before hitting a switch to lift a black partition window, giving the artificial blonde his privacy. Shizuo leaned back and looked out the dark windows absentmindedly, allowing the passing scenery to lull him to sleep.
It's so dull nowadays. When does the mediocre end? I wish something new would show up to distract me? I'm so bored…with everything…
Afterstory Monologue:
Momo: [Bows] Hello, my Durarara!/デュラララ! fans! As you can see, I'm back with a whole new concept to think about regarding the ever popular pairing, Shizaya!
Ryuu: Wow, you made Shizuo some loner, badass...
Momo: Well, that's because he is! Not just as a yakuza, but in the anime too when you think about it...
Izaya: Hold up! Before we do ANYTHING, why am I some otaku nerd with social anxiety?
Momo: [Bluntly] Because, you ARE an otaku nerd with social anxiety. That's the whole point of the story.
Izaya: [Grumbling] Just so you know, I completely disapprove...
Momo: Duly noted. [Turns To Camera] Anyway! I know this chapter is a little shorter than the chapters of my other stories, but I figured here was a good place to stop as far as cliffhangers go. A little bit of foreshadowing goes a long way, right?
Shizuo: You didn't give me any sort of back story, but you told the flea's life story all at once! What gives?
Momo: [Smiles] Well, there's gotta be some air of mystery, ne~? Give it all you've got, Shizuo-kun!
Kanta: [Turns Camera To Him] I haven't made an official appearance yet, but I'll be around, so don't look so sad, ne?
Momo: [Turns Camera Back To Her] No one cares about you, Kanta-kun. All they want to hurry to the Shizaya smex. Seriously! [Smiles To Camera] Forgive my creation's rudeness! As I was saying, this story is OC all around, so if that's not your cup of tea, I suggest you find something else that strikes your fancy. Please review and give me your honest opinions! I could really use the feedback! I look forward to seeing you all again! Bye~!