Hiya! This is my first story here in Durarara so please bear with me. Aside from that, I guess I can do this since I've been quite hanging around for a while (though I'm in a hiatus in my other category). Welcome to Rain of Despair and this will be a Shizaya or ShizuIza (personally, ShizuIza sounds like a Yuri pair… just sounds like) fic like what you thought it would be. DRRR-verse and I will be fabricating some facts I can come up with. This is just a product of my imagination anyway. Enjoy yourselves!
Disclaimer: I do not own DRRR. I seriously haven't read any Shizaya or DRRR fics so similarities are coincidental. Can someone help me find the continuation of the anime? I mean Episode 26 to the latest?
Warning: Shounen-ai for now… just starting to get the feel. Further events might lead to Yaoi. ^^ Horror and gore… not that explicit in accordance to Rating MA and Rating M thing.
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Rain of Despair
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Summary: In just one night, Izaya's life suddenly gets a turning point where the information he holds is futile. And just as things get scarier and harder, will he find someone to save him from the writhing cold?
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Rain of Despair
One nightmare after another… and all I get are shaky legs…
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Loud tapping of steps against the wee water ponds formed below echo through the alley. The loud bursts of breath come with it… fatigue creeping along his body. Unexplained fear is forcing him to run away… grave danger resonating through his veins. Constricting and exploding at every heartbeat, his chest feels as if it is breaking apart from his very body. He can fight back to whatever is chasing him but his body responds differently from his commands and it acts as if something else is controlling him. The surroundings are vague but he knows everything is dark and eerie. The alley gets never-ending and everything else seems to be shut away from him.
He keeps on running and running until a man jumps at him from above. Whatever he is holding cuts through his shoulder… leaving the runner shocked from the intense yet numbing pain crawling through his body. Blood spurts out from his deep wound and sudden coldness makes him shudder within. His body falls backwards slowly… his eyes widening as he stares longer at the perpetrator. But the image starts to darken and become vague. Yet the creeping feeling of grave fear never left his body. He feels his body stiffen in cold and fear… leaving him unable to do anything. Yet he remains awake while lying down at the wet ground… watching the man walk to his side. The man lifts his foot… and immediately stomps at his face.
"Whaaaa!" Izaya suddenly rises up from his bed… his heart racing and his body embraced by sweat. He wipes his face clean with his blanket and then he twitches at a sudden gut feeling. His eyes then begin to hurt and he shakes his head a bit to shed away the dizziness. He gets up and faces the mirror he had in his room. His eyes have become swollen and red… has he been crying at his sleep? Not to mention that he had a very ridiculous yet disturbing nightmare. He then just decides to take a shower to refresh himself and put on spectacles to hide his swollen eyes.
"Namie, can you…?" Izaya goes to his office and looks around to see no scientist lurking around. He then takes a note from his desk which is probably from her. 'Izaya, I will be going somewhere and I won't be in Ikebukuro for days. Namie.' The guy then sighs and sits down at his chair only to make a paper plane out of her note. He throws the plane away with a childish 'Wheeee' and looks around once again. His gloomy office has been always like that… but the once imagined atmosphere of loneliness escalates terribly. He burrs in cold and pulls his jacket closer to his body. He then decides to leave and take a brisk walk outside.
The usual breeze around the city makes no difference in what he has been feeling ever since he woke up. The presence of the passers-by is unfelt and it makes him feel incredibly pissed off. Another sigh comes from the usually jovial Izaya Orihara… until something feels not right once more. Hands suddenly grip at his waist and his legs suddenly lost the feel of the ground. And before he knows it… a very violent voice has been calling him for a while, "IIIIIIIZAAAAAAYAAAAAA-KUUUUUUN… DIIIIEEEE!" The guy unintentionally screams as he flies away from where he should be only to hit the concrete wall up ahead.
"…Fuck."
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Rain of Despair
Rei Haruno —Sakura no Imooto
Chapter 1: Misfortune
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Apparently, Shizuo has thrown him towards the wall where he gets his face sore and the specs broken. The informant regains complete consciousness and chuckles as he sees the angrily panting blonde at a distance, "My. You caught me there, Shizu-chan." The other guy spits at the side and rotates his shoulder, "Why don't you just die, you flea." The brunet fishes for his knives from inside his jacket, "Hmph. The protozoan seems to be— huh?" He fishes some more… only to remember that he hasn't brought them with him. He then laughs out and cutely shrugs his shoulders… only to run away as Shizuo starts throwing things his way again, "I'll kill you!"
And even he is being chased into a manhunt by the superhuman, Izaya forgets about the horrifying dreams and terrible feeling. However, the bliss ends with a second… as his view gets shrouded by darkness yet again. As he feels suspended in mid-air, blood starts painting everything in his path. The people at the streets begin disappearing quickly. A distinct and agonizing shrill cry from a woman then makes him terribly shudder. And before he knows it, he gets caught at a billboard which he destroys and brings down with him at the busy streets. The people roar in surprise as Izaya tries to get up. Dammit… how could he be so unlucky?
"Ugh. What's gotten into you today? You look bad." Shizuo walks up to him with a signpost at hand, "Need some good beating?" The guy then grins and stands up as Shizuo readies swaying the thing, "Sorry, Shizu-chan. Something came up." He then runs off again… now with serious attention to where he is going. With his hands clutching at his probably sore tummy, the guy takes a long path back to his office where he can possibly remain safe. However, the blond tosses away the post and leaves after lighting a smoke, "Tch, what's wrong with that guy?"
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Rain of Despair
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Kanra has logged in.
Kanra: Konnichiwa, minna! The ever wonderful Kanra is here!
Bacula: Die.
Tarou: Konnichiwa, Kanra-san.
Saika: Konnichiwa, Kanra-san.
Kanra: Hm? Setton-san seems to be out.
Tarou: She was here but she said she has to leave.
Kanra: OK. Neh, I have been very unlucky today. I almost died. *cheerful face*
Bacula: It should have happened.
Tarou: Really? What happened, Kanra-san?
Kanra: …nothing much. Oh, I forgot to do something. See ya!
Kanra has logged out.
"What am I doing?" Izaya whispers and then he stares at the clock… and then to his phone. No one has been calling him ever since last night… quite rare for a man such as himself. And then he opens a drawer and draws out a small coin amulet that seems to be old and has no monetary value. He stares at it as he spins the lace with his fingers. A memory then plays within his head… as how he obtained the item. It is just something that falls off from somewhere and directly at his face. He then sighs and hides it again… only to hum a happy song as he prance out of his office again, "Nothing will happen if I just sit down all day. I guess I'll be dropping by Russia Sushi for now."
The human lover tries to be himself again that time… despite the insides of him has been shaken up. It's not that he's scared of what he gets to see… but to the fact that he doesn't know what's causing everything. He successfully reaches Russia Sushi without spotting or being spotted by Shizuo along the way. Simon then greets him with his normal weird Japanese, "Yo, it's Izaya. What would you like to get, yo?" The human lover orders for some normal-looking sushi and eats up cheerfully as he watches Simon go outside again to give flyers. He then sighs and familiar voices echo from one of the rooms… until one man frantically runs away, "I don't wanna die!"
Shizuo then tries to chase the guy… but Izaya's loud presence easily takes his attention, "O, it's the flea." The 'flea' then waves at the 'protozoan' and then Tom whispers something at the blond. The guy nods and then Tom walks out of the restaurant. Shizuo then goes to the counter and sits a seat away from Izaya, "The usual please." The cook nods and starts preparing. Izaya then attempts to start a talk, "If you always look scary, business will be running bad, Shizu-chan." The blond then ignores him and digs in to his food as it arrives. Izaya frowns and then stares at the sushi the blond is eating…
"Somebody help me…" Izaya suddenly widens his eyes as the place changes in a wink of an eye. The place has appeared rundown and the people are nowhere to be found. The place has been painted with blood like all of the places in his little delusion. And even though everything feels real, he does know that he is still at the Russia Sushi. He then looks down at where his plate is supposed to be… only to find a hole at the table whose secrets are concealed by darkness. He then frowns and then the same voice calls out again… fear escalating at his spine again. He is not supposed to feel scared… but it feels like his body responds automatically every time it happens.
"Somebody…" The whisper has sounded close and then he turns to his side only to see a lady (who is not even there before) sitting at where Shizuo is supposed to be, "Somebody…" The man watches her cry… until she starts to move as if trying to face Izaya, "Some… body…" The head then suddenly bursts before him… as if someone has fired a shotgun right next to her. Apparently, someone has… and that guy is aiming at his face as well. With the undue fear paralyzing him once more, the man stares at the nozzle directly aiming at his face… until… BANG!
"Ouw!" Izaya feels extreme pain coming from his nose… only to find Shizuo pinching his nose with his chopsticks, "Why are you staring at me, huh?" Izaya grins and tries to take the chopsticks off but Shizuo will not simply let him break away from the small torture. The small movements then turn to violent jumping around just to take the chopsticks off. The other people then begin to gossip about the commotion but the view of Shizuo frightens them so bad. Shizuo and Izaya have come near a wall that is threatened to be broken by their movements… only to have the chef throw a knife near Izaya's face, "Leave."
With a grin, Izaya pulls the knife and uses it to break the chopsticks. They then begin chasing around town again just like earlier… however, Shizuo miraculously catches up with him and grabs his hood, "Hey, bastard!" Izaya then squeaks at the pull… only to have a speeding sword to cut him in half. The pain bites his senses again and he suddenly falls to the ground… breaking into sweats and deep breaths. Shizuo raises a brow and then he picks up Izaya by the collar of his gray shirt, "Oi, bastard. What's up with you?" Izaya wipes off his forehead and tries to ease up his breathing. Why is this happening to him? Did he stumble upon something that…
"My mistake, Shizu-chan. Got'ta leave!" He grabs Shizuo's hand off and set to run but the blond grabs him again, "What? Hey!" The blond then shakes the other guy in agitation, "I'll kill you today! You can't leave!" Izaya smirks and is about to make a comment… but then a mysterious voice rings within his head again. "Kill you, kill you, kill you…" It chants so hard and fast that he can barely notice if she is saying something else. Izaya then looks around and sees figures sway along with the distortion of the shadows. By that moment, he can't just feel Shizuo's tight grip at his shirt… he just wishes he can. The distortions than give way to red globs to move out and somewhat surround him. "Kill you…"
The blobs then turn to bloodied corpses… rising to heed a calling for their masters. Izaya watches everything as it happens… trying to tell his mind that everything is unreal. Then there comes the man that is armed with the gun… another one that looks identical to the other goes out as well as he wields the sword. The same feeling when he is being chased conquers him again. And instead of running away, his legs stand still… despite the shaking they are giving in. His body trembles as the corpses march to him as well as the mysterious men. As his heart races far faster than it ever has, a scream brutally makes its way out of his mouth.
"NO! STOP!"
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Rain of Despair
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"Izaya…" The mysterious voice calls out… "Izaya?" But then she seems to grin and starts screaming, "Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya!"
"Fuck." A hand then slaps his own face just to wake himself up from the nightmare. But instead of his office fan, an apartment's ceiling welcomes his eyes. He then frowns and he feels water flowing down his cheeks. He wipes the water off… only to realize they are tears. Has he been crying without a reason again? He then sits up and wipes his face with the blanket… then noticing the mysterious change of clothing after. He expects the slightly big clothes he is wearing… definitely not his. And even though he does not want to admit it, the place smells familiar… must be a place of someone he hangs out with. And along with the wonder, his headache starts to strike and then he decides to just sit there.
"The flea bastard is awake." The pissed-off voice registers in his head and Izaya chuckles, "If it isn't Shizu-chan. Where are we?" The blond snorts and then sits down before the desk just almost beside the futon where Izaya is, "You just fainted after weirdly yelling earlier. Hmph, I just took you here out of pity." Izaya then grins and speaks in awe childishly, "Whaaaa! So this is Shizu-chan's house, huh. It's AMAZIIIIIIIING!" The blond then looks at him and unpacks the food he has bought on the way home, "If you're able to stand up, I'll kick you out already." Izaya then shoots his hand at his head and acts as if he can't handle the headaches, "Not good! Not good! My head hurts so bad!"
He then slams himself back to the futon and rolls along as if reacting in pain. The blonde guy then just snorts and eats up his food, "Fine. Just get the fuck out tomorrow. I'll surely kick you out tomorrow." The brunet stops rolling and lies stomach-flat at the futon with his arms folded before his face. He stares at Shizuo as he eats his supposed dinner. The brunet's eyes then turns to the clock which is visible from his position, "My, have I been sleeping so long?" The blond grunts in agreement and speaks, "Sleep. It's fine to have you here as long as you keep your mouth shut." Izaya shifts his gaze back at Shizuo and then he whispers, "Shizu-chan…"
"Hm?" The guy answers as if just trying to keep his cool and not destroy his own house. Izaya sits up again and looks out the window that is barely open, "…" He then closes his eyes and grins, "Nothing. I'm just going back to sleep." Shizuo then calls him and the brunet receives a rice ball from him, "I don't want you bothering me at the middle of the night for food." Izaya grins bigger as he gets insulted by the comment, "Shizu-chan, I'm not a little kid, you know." The guy grins in victory and then Izaya stuffs himself with the rice ball… the only food he has eaten for the whole day aside from three pieces of sushi.
Shizuo then disposes of their trash and arranges a futon across Izaya's, "Bathroom is at the one at the left. Don't bother me when I'm sleeping." The blond then lies down and just ignores Izaya as he watches him intently. The brunet then stands up to turn off the lights… but the sudden embrace of darkness pricks his spine a bit. The disturbing feeling then gets to him and he stares at Shizuo's futon. He then grins and sighs… "Gomen, your house is too cold to sleep at." He sneaks behind the blond and lies with his back against the other guy's. He is about to close him eyes but then flashes of the bloody corpses standing at the corners of room freak him a bit. He then turns around and his hands clutch at Shizuo's shirt…
"Oyasuminasai, Izaya."
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Rain of Despair
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"Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya!"
As soon as he opens his eyes, he sees himself standing at a long narrow path which is almost impossible to walk on. His balance trembles as the path behind him starts to collapse. He shrieks and runs off with a grin at his face as if enjoying the run. Everything around him is either painted with black or red. He is running with incredible speed until a sudden vision disturbs his pace. In a second there, he feels as if he just fell off the path. He then takes time staring at the darkness creeping beneath the path. Sparks of light then trickle down as Izaya twitches when he sees spikes are arising from the void. He frowns at the spikes… but the crumbling path catches up with him.
"What is happening?" Izaya whispers and then he starts running off again, getting halted by the pain of falling and getting pierced by multiple spikes. He keeps on running but the path before him starts crumbling as well. "What?" He looks around and then the last square he is standing at falls to the ground. He screams as he falls down… in rapid speed, he does. Then he gets actually pierced by multiple spikes with some even passing through his body. He coughs out blood and tries to move despite the condition. Then he blinks in pain and when he opens his eyes, a girl is sitting at his waist. She then raises a dagger up and stabs his chest repeatedly as she chants his name like psychotic girl, "Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Izaya! Iza—"
"Shit!" He hisses as he wakes up from another weird dream. He then notices that the blanket has been pulled past his head. Izaya puffs for being covered and then he slowly raises it up… only to see a rather interesting scene. He grins and slowly takes the blanket off his head and he lies at his stomach. He leans his chin at his hand and childishly sways his feet while watching. Shizuo twitches as he notices that a familiar gaze gets fixed on him again. He finishes buttoning up his white shirt and hisses at the brunet, "Stop eyeing at me like that." Izaya chuckles and then he speaks, "I wonder why no woman would dare…" Shizuo huffs and puts on his bartender vest, "The next time you watch get dressed, I'll pull your eyes out."
"I was just looking at your back, Shizu-chan. Ke-ke-ke." The brunet then sits up and watches the blond walk around as he gets prepared for work. As soon as he gets out of Shizuo's sight, his grin drops into a thin straight line. He then holds his forehead and smiles a weary one, 'Uh-oh, this is getting serious. But I wonder who that girl is. She acts like the Slasher… but Anri Sonohara wouldn't be able to command someone to visit my dreams and kill me.' He then clutches at the blue shirt Shizuo has lent him, "The pain feels so real…" The blond then suddenly squats before him and then he twitches, caught off guard. The blond leans closer as if trying to look at Izaya's eyes, "Seriously, spacing out too much. I wanted to kill you but it feels like backstabbing."
"Why, thank you. Shizu-chan." Izaya grins and then Shizuo glares at him badly, "But I guess right now… you're not—" Shizuo gets interrupted as Izaya suddenly leans at his shoulder, "Oi." The other grins and then he whispers, "Can we have a truce just for today?" The blond frowns and then gently pushes Izaya away just to make him sit up again. Shizuo sits at where he is and lights up a cigarette but Izaya takes it from his mouth as soon as he makes the first blow. He then puts it in his mouth and tries smoking. Shizuo starts boiling up again and breaks his lighter just to grab Izaya's collar and hits Izaya's forehead with his, "What the fuck do you think you're doing, HUH!"
"Chill out, Shizu-chan." Izaya grins as they glare at one another within the narrow distance between their noses. Izaya then blows smoke at his face and then the blond groans in annoyance and grabs Izaya to throw him away again. The brunet cannot just fall for a trick twice… so he grabs Shizuo's hand and kicks him at the face. The blond let goes of him and Izaya jumps off and stand before the writhing guy, blowing off some smoke from his mouth, "Smoke tastes horrible. I wonder how you like doing this every day." The blond then wipes the blood on his nose clean, "I thought we're having some kind of truce?" Izaya chuckles and then he waves his free hand, "Don't misunderstand. We're having a truce. But you hit me first."
Shizuo rages again and then Izaya grins much more sinister… until his vision starts going off again. In a blink, everything has become once again dark. He then frowns again and then something pierces through him again. He looks down at the blade struck at his waist from behind… which slowly moves upwards to his face. Something also drips from his mouth and he touches his chin only to find blood covering it already. Lightheadedness starts conquering him and then he feels utterly weak. 'What is going on? Why do I always feel like dying every now and then?' But in another blink, he sees Shizuo staring intently at him. Izaya tries to grin… only to find blood blotting his clothes. He then faints and Shizuo goes to him as he hits the floor, "Oi! Izaya!"
'Seriously…?'
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End of Chapter 1
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Quite shorter than my newest story lengths but I hope you enjoy the first chapter. Please review and thank you for reading.
"I don't know who you are… but you're not from Ikebukuro. Shinjuku perhaps."
"I fail… because he loves you. Shizuo loves you."
"Too bad, isn't it?"
"No matter… I'll make him suffer then."
"That will be amazing to watch. I'm so excited!"
"I know. I know you can stand watching him suffer. But the question there is… for how long?"
Chapter 2: Breathe
"I wonder how strong knees can get."