Title: Cognitive Disequilibrium
Genre: Angst, crime, humour, smut, (romance?)
Main Characters: Nakura Kurokami (OC) http: / pelissa .com/art/Nakura-Kurokami-289296887 , Izaya Orihara, Alice Bane (OC) http: / pelissa .com/art/Sketch-Alice-Bane-289613117 , Mikado Ryugamine & Shizuo Heiwajima
Pairings: SHIZAYA, Maybe MikadoxNakura - That wasn't my idea in the first place! xDD
Plot: The story takes place about 5 years after the actual story of Durarara.
A new gang -if you can call it that, it was more like an organization- took secretly the lead of the town. Streets got destroyed, buildings set on fire, disgusting incidents everywhere and everywhere they left "GORIA" was written in big, red letters on walls, streets, everything that was around. Big red letters on walls... there was probably only one person who came up with this idea.
In this shattered world Nakura Kurokami was a strong and feared man. He led several drug rings and yakuza groups and partly worked together with Yodogiri Jinnai. Although many people knew of the first 2 facts the police wasn't able to find evidences to finally capture him. A special police group tried to follow every of his steps to finally find some. In this group were Iwao Imai, Akihito Ine and Hazuki Masoni who has absolved a psychological training. But unluckily for this group Iwao Imai is Nakura's second assistant. So he is always one step ahead of them and free to do whatever pleases him. He wants to destroy the whole human race.
-I don't know if this will turn into a big story … let's see xD-
Cognitive Disequilibrium
What is actually the meaning of this?
Why did he have to be so different? Why did theyhave to be so different?
A young man was sitting at his desk in his office barely acknowledging what is happening around him. He always was like this, spacing out and seemingly not being bothered by the world around him. More over blacking it out on purpose. A part of him captured deep down in him never wanted to live in this world but dying wasn't an option. But he still accomplished to disappear from this world without losing his life…. He let it live someone else.
"Nakura! You have a meeting soon~" A beautiful blond woman, named Alice Bane, was leaning against his desk as she spoke. She was about the same height, maybe even a little taller than him. He was quite small for already being 27.
"…I see. Cancel it." He avoided looking at her face. Something about it disgusted him to no end and made him wonder why he still kept her as his assistant. But on the other side she was the only one he could truly trust.
"Eh? Why? This would be the fifth meeting this week you canceled… Don't tell me it's because of that again! Nakura, my darling…" His shoulders tensed after she called him that "Why are you so afraid? You don't have to. I will always, ALWAYS protect you my love~"
"….I hate you"
"You will grow to love me one day Nakura!" She leaned down to Nakura in his sitting position who was still avoiding looking at her face.
"Back off. I hate you. Now cancel the meeting."
Taken aback she straightened herself in front of him and put her hands on her hips. And if this wasn't enough she put on a pout. "You can't always ditch away from work Nakura! Someday some of your contacts will get really mad at you… You are so hard to handle 1. I like 2 better at moments like this. He loves me back."
"…As hell he does. You're lying again. Now leave me alone and cancel the meeting!" This time he looked her straight into her eyes but his emotionless face was replaced by a glare.
Alice seemed to catch the warning in his stare and left him alone in his office with a sigh.
All he could think about now was 2. His second personality.
If it was even possible to hate something that is basically yourself then you could say he hated 2. Ever since he appeared for the first time he hated him. Back then it was only him and his third personality.
To be exact his 3rd personality was the first one to appear in his childhood to save him from this world. The second one that appeared was his 1st a little later. Nakura 1 is also his main personality now. The 2nd one appeared pretty late while he attended his high school, the Raijin Academy.
At the memory of his time in the Academy he felt a shiver run down his back. Those thoughts weren't allowed to come back, they were hurting him more and more every time he thinks about what happened back then.
He stood up and glanced to the wall on the left side. On this wall stood in an ugly dark red: "DIE IZAYA DIE"
It wasn't one of his best moments when he wrote that on the wall. Actually he was pretty drunk at that time. He normally doesn't drink anything because a drunken human is vulnerable, controllable and manipulable. Other people around him would make full use of his state, he was sure about it.
He couldn't trust anyone and the least Izaya Orihara.
Izaya Orihara was manipulating bastard who was toying with his so called "beloved" humans. And on top of that he often used a pseudonym, called Nakura. This coincidence made him quite furious every time he thinks of Izaya. His paranoid side believes that Izaya used this name to put the blame of one of his "games" on Nakura to destroy him.
He clenched his fists in anger. The man was pissing him off for way to long. Today he would finally kill him, he was sure about that. Well, Nakura 2 would. As soon as he saw the man his 2nd personality would try to get the upper hand of the body. And this fact made him hate Izaya even more.
He took his phone out while he was walking to the elevator to leave his loft. One of Nakura 1's rare hobbies was to chat with other people on the net.
-Grandma has joined the chatroom-
Grandma:Hello.
Mary-sue: Ah, hello! I already thought you wouldn't come online anymore. Where have you been?
Grandma: …in my room.
Crimson: Grandma-san~ You never fail to make me laugh~!
Grandma: …
Grandma: …I don't get it.
Mary-sue: …
Crimson: Yeeeeaaaah. Anyway~ did you hear of GORIA again? It seems they burned down two company buildings this morning, so scary~~!
Mary-sue: N-no way! Really? I wonder what they are up to.
Grandma: …
Crimson: Ah, why do you have to type "…"? If you don't have anything to say it would be better to don't write anything at all, don't you think so too~?
Mary-sue: Don't bully him Crimson. You know how Grandma-san is, it can't be helped.
Crimson: True, true~
-Grandma has started the private chat with Mary-sue-
Mary-sue: ?
Grandma: Do you know where Izaya Orihara is?
Mary-sue: Why do you want to know, Nakura.
Grandma: …
Mary-sue: You know your typing "…" annoys me too.
Grandma: Where is he?
Mary-sue: Nakura, I warn you. You can't kill him now. Later, but not now.
Grandma: …
-Grandma has closed the private chat with Mary-sue-
Grandma: I'm going.
Crimson: Awwww, already? You are no fun at all~
Mary-sue: Hold it! I have to talk with you, Grandma-san.
Grandma: Sorry, bye.
Crimson: Saaaaayonara~
Mary-sue: …bye then.
-Grandma has left the chatroom-
"That wasn't helpful at all." He put his phone back into his pocket and walked down further the streets of Ikebukuro, avoiding to brush against any other human on the street. Nakura already knew how he could find the underground informant. It was really simple. Izaya "loved" his humans because they were predictable. Izaya himself was it too. He "hated" the unpredictable ones.
A few steps later he already saw his target, Shizuo Heiwajima.
It wouldn't take too long for Izaya to appear to have "fun" with the monster of Ikebukuro.
And it truly didn't.
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I think you can guess who Crimson and Mary-sue are ... XDDDDD
I hope it didn't suck too much ^^;