Another fanfic. You can shoot me now. No. Wait, not me. My plotbunnies for this. Shoot it while allowing the ones for other fics to live.
I do not own Durarara in anyway, shape, or form. I do own this idea though.
A death. An unexpected death. That's what brought Izaya Orihara to his 'friend', Shinra Kishitani's, home. He had to come. To see if it was real. And if it was real, to reverse it.
Yes. To reverse a death. To reverse the death of one Shizuo Heiwajima. After all, monsters don't die.
So how die the 'monster of Ikebukuro' die? Simply, his brain shut down. His brain shut down for no given reasons. Or, if there were reasons, they weren't important. It wouldn't be happening again.
"Izaya, I really need you to leave. I'm preparing the body." That sentence was said with such morbid, that Izaya almost did leave. Almost. That would have destroyed the purpose had he done it.
"Ne, Shinra. I don't see why you're so sad. He's a monster. Just bring him back. If it really was his brain that shut down, then it should be no problem getting it started, as well as his heart beating and such." It was so simple. But, Shinra seemed apprehensive at it.
"I really don't think we should bring someone back from the dead. Besides, even if we do bring his body back, his soul would still be gone."
Izaya made a 'tsk' sound in the back of his throat as he shook his head. "Shinra, Shinra, Shinra, Shinra. You silly male. What's a soul? Nothing. You are just you. A body works with science. There is nothing divine up there to keep us going, nor is there a place we go after death. You just, stop. Really, he'll be thanking you for bringing him out of that void of nothing. It'll be as if he's woken from a sleep in which he didn't dream. Only he was dead."
Izaya sighed and shook his head. "Monsters don't die, Shinra. And if you don't bring him back, you know that I'll hire people to get his body back and bring him back myself. Of course, there is a chance that we wouldn't get his body until it started to rot. In which case, we'll just have to cut off or out whichever pieces were rotting. You don't want that, do you? Poor little Shizu-chan, walking around with no arm because we cut the rotting out of him. You can bring him back fresh, body in tact, or watch your friend suffer through that."
"I, of course, would keep messing with him, missing limbs or not. He'd go chasing after me possibly with no legs. Or drop one of those vending machines on himself because he wouldn't be able to hold it over his head with just one hand. Besides, think of the poor brute's little brother. Oh no! His brother, dead. He could have come back and spent time with me, but his so-called friend was to mean to bring him back!"
Izaya snickered. "I can actually imagine seeing his look of hurt. He doesn't know yet, that he's dead. No one but I know. I and you and Celty. Possibly Namie does as well. But no more than that. He could have come back, but you didn't want to. And then I get him, and he's not even all him. What if his heart was rotting? We'd have to switch that with someone else's heart. It'd be funny, watching him attempt to chase after me with a heart not as strong as his own, forced to give up before the game really starts because he can't get oxygen fast enough. So, what do you say, Shinra; will you be bringing Shizu-chan back, or be risking what could happen if I bring him back?"
Shinra was still very apprehensive. But, he could tell that the male was serious. Very serious. He couldn't let something like that happen to Shizuo. The chance of him rotting before Izaya got him. It'd be…horrible. And, there was a chance that Izaya was right. That there wasn't an afterlife of any sort. All the atheists in the world might be right. In which case, Shizuo would thank him. Then again…there was a chance that they were wrong. And there was an afterlife. Shizuo might hate him for pulling him out of that. And the soul. What of the soul? Would it come back, did it never leave, would he live without one? How would someone with no soul act? Or did the soul not matter? So many questions that'd be left unanswered. None would be answered unless he could bring Shizuo back.
"Alright… I'll do it. Just… I'll need a few hours to get things set up."
Izaya was grinning. "Perfect. I'll just stay here until it's time. After all, I have to make sure you don't shirk out on it and actually do do as you said you would."
It was night. Late at night. Probably a little later than one in the morning. That's when Shinra had everything hooked up. And he was nervous. Who wouldn't be when attempting to bring someone back to life? That…and Izaya was standing next to him, observing everything. Making sure it was perfect. Just how would Shizuo react when he opened his eyes to see Izaya? Not good. That was for sure.
"Shinra, you should quit wasting time and just restart everything for him. Hurry up, or I'll do it, and I didn't research the stuff, so I might mess everything up~" Despite the playful tone, it was dead serious.
Shinra gulped once before starting it up. It had to work, else Izaya might-
Bu-bump.
Bu-bump.
Bu-bump.
The heart monitor. It…it had worked. Shizuo…he was back. Back from the dead. It was only a few moments later did he slowly open his eyes…
icywarm: *loves reading post scripts of other fics so starts to make her own*
Shizuo: And I died because...?
icywarm: Because you wouldn't care if Izaya died. Don't worry. I plan on there being no pairings other than canons. My mind may take it differently, but that's how I plan it.
Izaya: You didn't explain the death or his coming back very well.
icywarm: That is because I lack the will to go look up how Shizuo could have died without his body being damaged in any way, and I didn't want to describe his coming back for fear of getting things wrong. *nods* A very good explanation indeed.