Story: The perfect confession

Author: Takaratoast

Pairing: ShizuoxIzaya

Disclaimer: I DONT OWN DURARARARARARA OR THE CHARACTERS

POV: Izaya

The Perfect Confession

I had known Shizuo for years... three to be exact. The two of us had gone to the same middle school, only separated by classes. However, the blond wasn't even aware of my existence until high school. I was always watching him; people interested me, they always had, and for whatever reason I had found him the most interesting. He was stronger than any man I had ever come in contact with and seemed to always be angry as if no other emotion even existed to him. I wanted to know more about him; I wanted to know what went on in his head, what made him tick... So, I did my research. I learned his age, his school history, his grades, the explanation behind his unusually blond head, his reputation with the other students, who had ever been his friend, his family, where he lived, what he wanted to be when he was older, every crush he had ever had; I learned everything there was to know about him. Everything but what I was searching for.

It wasn't until high school that I realized the only way to find out something like this was to get to know him in person; to step out of the shadows and meet him. Only then could I metaphorically dissect his personality and his character to truly understand him. So I asked a mutual friend of ours to introduce us early-on in our first year. Our meeting was…extraordinary. Then again, what about a being like Shizuo could be ordinary? At the time I had seen it as a suiting meeting for the two of us. However, over time, I came to regret it.

Especially now.

"Shizuo-kun..." The girl said sheepishly while twiddling her thumbs against her stomach, her eyes shooting off in every direction but at the tall blond that she was addressing.

Shizuo tilted his head slightly and looked down at 'the girl'. She had transferred into our class a couple of months ago; I think her name was Verona or something... Thinking about it, ever since she had gotten here, Shizuo hadn't been able to take his eyes off her; but I never wanted to notice.

I hated her.

"Um…" She continued, her voice shy and quiet. "I like you...please go out with me!" She looked up at Shizuo as the volume of her voice increased. I couldn't see her face from this angle; I was watching the scene from behind a row of lockers, clenching a small envelope in my right hand. It was something that I had intended to drop in Shizuo's locker before stumbling upon this.

While I couldn't see Verona's face, I could clearly see Shizuo's. I could see the warm smile that spread across his lips. I could see him reach out for her hand, and that was all I wanted to see. I crushed the note in my hand and threw it in the direction of the two teens, turning on my heel and speed walking out of the school. I didn't even bother to change my shoes or go back to the classroom to fetch my things. I just wanted to get home as soon as possible.

I heard Shizuo call out my name once, twice, but I ignored it and kept walking. I kept walking because Verona was the one he loved, and she was there welcoming him with opened arms. I had no right to stop, to give myself a fighting chance with him.

A twisted laugh began to bubble out of me, starting quietly and erupting into something that nearly sounded deranged. I was such a fool. So stupid to believe that the one he loved was me. So idiotic for letting myself believe in a nonexistent thread of hope.

Shinra was the one to tell me that there was someone that the brute was in love with. It had happened three days ago when the events that would lead to this moment had begun.

"Hey Izaya~" Shinra had said to me that day – Monday afternoon – as he sat down beside me to eat his lunch. "Shizuo and I hung out this weekend, and guess what he told me~?"

At the mention of Shizuo, my not-so-secret crush between Shinra and I, my interest was piqued. Shinra had actually guessed my feelings about Shizuo in the middle of our second year of high school, only a few months after I had realized they had developed in the first place. He was a good friend and didn't judge me for it, also keeping it exclusively between the two of us and silently rooting me on from the sidelines; simple reminders of why I decided to keep the crazy brunette as a friend.

"What'd he say?" I asked him, trying my best to sound apathetic. Though to someone like Shinra, it was almost obvious how much I was anticipating whatever it was Shinra had to say.

The doctor-to-be gave me a goofy looking grin and nudged me with his elbow. "Oh come on don't act like you don't care~" He said, a light teasing ring to his voice. "After all, he told me that there was someone he loved~"

*hides* IM SORRY! I went and did it again, started another fiction even though I have unfinished fics! But I got this idea and decided to start writing... ;n; Anyway, this is gonna be another multi-chapter fic, flashing back over the previous three days, then back to the present~ REVIEW PLEASE, TELL ME WHAT YA THINK~!