You know how old fanfiction would be like "i dont own the thing dont sue me" I hope narita sues me he has every right to

also why does it take so long to set up one of these accounts im writing celty's head/izaya fanfiction not revealing government secrets

words in bold are people texting and italicized phrases are things izaya hears in his head

Kanra: I'm willing to triple my last offer for something as small as a kitchen knife! A switchblade would be enough!

Kasane: For the last time Mr. Orihara I have no interest in doing any form of business with you, good day

Before he could even finish typing his response, he received the notification that his number had been blocked…again. This was the third phone number of his that she had blocked, he worked for days creating fake profiles for those numbers only to be discovered after only a few texts. He wasn't sure how she knew it was him but somehow she knew and she made it painfully clear that she wanted nothing to do with him. The first time he approached her he hadn't even used a fake name, he had met her face to face as he was, his true self exposed, for the sole purpose of convincing her to sell him a sword. Before he could even offer her a sum of money she shot him down coldly, her exact words still ringing in his ear.

"Mr. Orihara I'm afraid I cannot sell you one of my swords, to be blunt, selling you one of my blades would be the most catastrophic thing I could ever do, a mistake that would haunt me for eons to come. I know well what a person like you would do with Saika and frankly I do not want to be responsible for anything that could happen in this city that would result from you having hold of Saika."

Her words hurt, mostly because he hadn't even told her what he planned to use Saika for. She had him all wrong, he was sure of it, he only intended to use Saika once after that he'd gladly give it back to her. Besides his reasons were noble and selfless to an extent, he wasn't doing it just for his benefit it would be beneficial to one of his childhood friend's as well. Was there anything more noble and selfless than helping out a friend in need?

"My father's going to Ireland next week, want to come with us?" Izaya looked up from his magazine to see the face of his only friend Shinra looking down at him with a big smile on his face.

"Why on earth would your dad want two teenagers hanging around him while he's supposed to be working?" Izaya replied closing the occult magazine and setting it aside next to his eaten lunch. It had become routine for them to go up and eat on the school rooftop, they sat isolated from the other students. During this time Izaya would indulge in his random interest of the week while Shinra went on and on about this girl he liked, a girl he had liked for years now.

For as long as Izaya had known him, most likely even longer, Shinra had been in love with one girl and this girl consumed every one of his thoughts. Izaya himself would sometimes get curious and ask questions about her but Shinra knew absolutely nothing about her, he didn't even know her name. Shinra spent a lot of time talking about things she'd probably like rather than things he knew she liked.

"He always takes me on these trips with him, usually he even lets me help, but he says this is a more 'private' mission or something and he doesn't want me getting in the way." The look on Shinra's face almost made him appear betrayed or upset, almost.

"Why doesn't he just leave you at home? My parents do that all time with me and the twins."

"Yeah well, I don't have anyone to look after me, rather than leave his precious only son alone he's offering to let me bring along a friend so I don't get in the way. Your parents won't mind, right?"

"They probably won't but why invite me? Isn't there anyone else you'd rather take? How about that one girl you're always talking about, seems like a perfect chance for you to get to know her." Izaya took his occult magazine and opened it up again, he was becoming rather bored with this conversation.

"That's just the thing Izaya," Shinra said snatching the magazine out of his hands "the woman I love lives in Ireland! And besides…" he began scanning through the pages of the magazine "I feel like, with this new-found interest of yours, you'll be very interested in meeting her." Shinra offered Izaya the magazine back with a smile, a smile Izaya felt was supposed to reassure him but instead filled him with a strange sense of foreboding.

He agreed to the trip, it would only be for three days and his parents showed no interest for or against it. Izaya didn't believe in love at first sight but seeing how utterly devoted Shinra was despite not even knowing the girl's name was making him question that belief. Even if it wasn't love at first sight this girl needed to be an interesting individual to have captured Shinra's heart so fully and without a single exchange of words between them. Was this love or was this nothing more than a young boy going through puberty and not having control of his hormones? Izaya hoped this trip would answer those question.

Shingen had been particularly pleased, going on about how happy he was that his son managed to make a friend despite his eccentric personality while on the boat ride there. Izaya always considered Shingen to be an interest character considering he was to blame for Shinra's "eccentric personality" and yet the man acted as though he had nothing to do with it.

Before he could even unlock the door to their hotel room Shingen received a message, no doubt from his employer, and immediately ran off, suitcase and all, leaving behind the two unsupervised middle schoolers. Shinra didn't even flinch and quickly took out the room key he most likely stole knowing this would happen. Izaya expected to get some sleep seeing they had landed in the country rather late at night, he thought it was rather strange that Shingen was being rushed into work so late but didn't dwell on it. He barely managed to place his suitcase on one of the beds before Shinra began urging him to go outside with him and start looking for this supposed love of his life.

"It's late Shinra I doubt this girl is going to be out and about wondering through the town at this hour."

"No that's the thing, I know for a fact she can only come out at night."

Once again Izaya's curiosity got the better of him, after getting a coat out of his suitcase he followed Shinra out into the hallway.

"Oh wait! I almost forgot something." Shinra ran back into the room and quickly took something out of his own suitcase, making a mess of his clothes as he did so. He came back out into the hallway holding a small camera in his hands "I plan on taking a piece of her with me this time."

They wandered around the town for about thirty minutes before finding the spot that Shinra supposedly saw this mystery girl years before. It was a small spot between some bushes and a large tree, out of sight from the neighboring town and the villagers who inhabited it. A full moon hung is the sky, it's soft light making the small patch of land appear like something straight out of an Irish fairy tale. Izaya seriously doubted that she would return to this place, if this even was the right place seeing that Shinra was going off memories from when he was ten years old.

Shinra insisted on the two of them hiding in one of the bushes as they waited, saying that she'd run off if she saw them in her resting spot. Izaya obliged seeing that he had come this far, there was no point in arguing with him now. Shinra fiddled around with the camera as they waited, preparing himself to take the perfect picture. They waited for over an hour and she still hadn't come, after all she didn't know Shinra was here waiting for her, the way Izaya saw it she had no reason for coming.

Just as he was preparing to ditch Shinra Izaya saw it, or rather he saw her. A tall, cloaked figure with something tucked into her elbow emerged from the bushes followed by…a horse…a headless horse. That should have been his first indication to run but for some reason Izaya couldn't run and he couldn't look away either. The figure motioned for her steed to lay down on the grass as she took off her hood revealing that she herself was also headless, a small puff of smoke coming from her neck where her head should have been. Her cloak parted slightly and Izaya could make out the details of the old-fashioned dress she wore underneath. The headless woman laid down against the tree alongside her horse and for the first time Izaya was able to get a good look at the thing she had been carrying.

The pale moonlight revealed to him a head, porcelain skin and teal eyes framed by short auburn locks, placed gently on her lap. She let out a small sigh as she began to gently pet the horse's back, the two of them sharing a relaxing quiet moment among the foliage that surrounded them. Perhaps this was their own personal routine.

"Isn't the moon beautiful tonight?" Her voice was haunting and yet melodic and lovely at the same time. Izaya was completely entranced, unable to tear his eyes away from the severed head on the woman's lap. He knew she must have been talking to her horse but for someone reason he decided that those words were for him and him alone. It is.

She was beautiful, he understood why Shinra was so captivated with her, she was unlike anyone he had ever seen before. He was so spellbound he hadn't noticed Shinra lining up the camera. The flash was bright, it needed to be at this time of night the moon could only do so much, just as quickly as he took the picture Shinra grabbed hold of Izaya's hand and ran off. As they ran they could hear the loud neigh of the headless horse followed by its loud gallops as it fled the area.

Neither of them said a word until they made it back to the hotel, Shinra breaking the silence with his of excitement. Shinra dance around the room overcome with emotion, he wanted nothing more than to get the picture developed right then and there. Izaya could do no more than listen as he laid in his bed still completely spellbound by what he has just witnessed. He had never related to Shinra more than in those moments. That night he dreamed of the her, in his mind he could hear her words as they escaped from her pale lips. Isn't the moon beautiful tonight?

The trip ended sooner than the two boys expected, something about Shingen's employer receiving wrong information or something, but neither of them really cared. The first thing Shinra did once they were back in Ikebukuro was get his picture developed, a picture he proudly presented to Izaya the next day at school. They two boys sat together on the rooftop as they both stared at the little picture Shinra now called his prized possession. The picture didn't have much color seeing that it was taken at night but Izaya could still make out the slightest bit of green from her eyes. The lack of color made her skin appear more like fine porcelain, her calm expression mimicking that which you would see on a doll. Her steed was mostly out of frame, her body took up most of the picture while her head graced a small portion of the lower half.

"Can I have a copy of this?" The words escaped Izaya's mouth before he realized what he had just asked for. Was he actually asking Shinra for a copy of a picture of the woman he loved, probably the only picture of her in existence, what was he thinking?

"I'll do you one better." Shinra replied and what he did next left Izaya completely dumbfounded. He took the picture, his prized possession, and ripped it cleanly in half. He handed Izaya the ripped picture with a warm smile on his face, not a single regret in his eyes.

Izaya looked down at the image in his hand, he was greeted to the image of the head as it laid peacefully on the woman's lap. A soft smile graced her lips.

"Thanks."

Shinra: I got it!

Izaya: You got what?

Shinra: The sword, the one you said we needed

Shinra: well I don't have it now but I will soon

Izaya: What! How?

Shinra: I talked to that woman

Shinra: Kasane? Yeah she agreed to give me it if I met up with her on Saturday for some coffee

Izaya almost threw his phone out of anger at what he had just read, Kasane Kujiragi had agreed to give Shinra one of her precious swords in exchange for a coffee date? It was preposterous! Shinra wasn't the one who spent years researching Irish mythology, Shinra wasn't the one who had meeting with people like Seitarou Yagiri, and Shinra definitely wasn't the one who had researched the cursed blade to begin with. What right did he have to be the one to obtain Saika?

Izaya was overcome with resentment, after agreeing with Shinra on his little plan he immediately went to work on finding a way to obtain Saika. He had learned from one of his more unpleasant talks with Seitarou Yagiri that the legendary sword might hold the power to separate the head from her body. Izaya had gone as far as employing Seitarou's niece in the hopes of learning more without setting off suspicions in the older man. Namie was of little help, briefly mentioning her uncle's odd fixation with the Irish fairy here and there, a fixation that plagued her childhood and supposedly affected her younger brother as well. Izaya couldn't help but laugh at the thought that he wasn't the only one who had a strange interest in the fairy's head. It honestly wasn't fair, it wasn't fair at all.

Saturday morning came and Izaya had begun tailing Shinra the moment he exited his apartment building. He followed him inside the small café and sat far enough to not be noticed but close enough to hopefully hear his conversation with Kasane. Izaya wore a dark hoodie in the hopes of obscuring his face, not wanting Shinra or Kasane to recognize him, if Kasane knew Izaya and Shinra were working together she'd never hand over the sword. He had the feeling Shinra knew it was him but he honestly didn't care.

The sound of high heels hitting the floor told Izaya Kasane had entered the café, he looked up slightly to see a small briefcase in her hand that most likely held the legendary blade. Izaya had to suppress his laugh when he saw what she was wearing, instead of the yellow business suit she wore when she met him she wore a much more casual black dress. From where he stood it did almost look like a young couple going out on date, he wanted to laugh, it just wasn't fair.

" it's nice to finally meet you. I must say you look lovely." Shinra said as the young woman took her seat.

"Just Kasane is fine." Despite what she was asking of him her face showed no change in emotion.

"Okay Kasane then you can call me Shinra."

"I'm afraid I cannot do that , as my customer I must act completely professional"

"Oh...okay." Shinra began flipping through the menu in front of him "I'm sorry I'm afraid I've never been here before I'm not really sure what to order."

"It's fine, take your time." Kasane reassured him, the atmosphere completely different from when she had met up with Izaya. She might not have been acting like it but it was pretty clear she saw this as being a date.

About an hour had past but it felt more like an eternity, Izaya was bored beyond belief, this actually was no more than a date. Their conversation consisted of nothing more than just talking about their jobs and how good the coffee was. This café wasn't even a good place to watch people either seeing that there were only two other couples who were also just talking about their days. His attempts at disturbing them weren't going great either, on more than one occasion he had bumped into a waitress causing her to spill iced coffee on Kasane's dress. The waitress would apologize and would offer her a discount but Kasane never took it, she would just start cleaning herself up completely unbothered by the action. He'd even gone as far as to order twelve small cakes in Shinra's name but honestly that might have improved the date if anything. Every now and then Izaya would check his phone only to see that nothing was happening online either. Just as he was about to die of boredom he saw Kasane grab the suitcase from off the floor and place it on the table.

"As you know I agreed to give you one of my swords in exchange for an evening with you but there's actually something else I want now"

" I'm flattered but I'm really not that kind of guy, it's only the first date after all!" Shinra laughed, his poor attempt at humor flying right over the woman's head. "Um...never mind, what exactly did you have in mind?"

"I want to know why, what reason could someone like you have for reaching out to me to buy one of my swords? Why do you need it? You must understand you are completely different from my usual customers." Her face continued to show no emotion but her voice displayed her genuine curiosity.

Izaya almost wanted to barge out of the café in frustration, she hadn't even given him the chance to explain himself while his reason for wanting the sword were exactly the same as Shinra's. What made Shinra so special?

"Why? Oh that's easy! It's love!"

In a way that was what make Shinra special, he called it love. Izaya was somewhat hesitant to call it love. This was different from what he felt towards humanity so he didn't really believe it was love. Shinra on the other hand never faltered to call it love, going as far as to call this whole thing a "mission of love" when he first told Izaya about it.

"Love? Are you planning on using Saika to force someone to love you?" There was a bit of concern in her voice, as though she did not approve of his motives and was considering calling off the deal.

"No that's not it, you see I've fallen in love with someone but if I want to be with her I need Saika. Sorry if I'm being vague it's just that-"

" if you do not intend to use Saika to force someone to love you is it possible that your beloved is not human"

"No, she's not, looks like you have me all figured out, you really are quite the woman." He let out a small laugh but he didn't seem to regret telling her the truth.

"I think I've heard enough" she pushed the suitcase over him "it's yours now, use it as you see fit."

"Thank you!" Shinra exclaimed, completely overjoyed. He was just about to open the suitcase when Kasane suddenly stopped him.

"Be warned , this blade is quite powerful. I do not doubt it will serve your purpose but if you allow yourself to be overcome the consequences could be disastrous. Be careful when you use it and avoid holding it for long periods of time. It will try to speak to you, it is imperative you do not listen. Usually I would not inform my clients of this but I consider you are a special case"

"I'm special? Really? Why?"

"I'm afraid I've fallen in love with you"

splitting this into 2 chapters cuz it was real long

i cant believe i wrote 12 pages of shinra and izaya try to get a gf in the creepiest way possible

for the real fanfic experience chapter to will be posted never lol jk