Author Note:
Okay, so my first fanfic. Oh god, I'm so nervous. Shizuo is kinda out of character, sorry but too bad. I wrote this at 4 in the morning. I appreciate reviews, tell me how awful it is. :)
Shizuo Heiwajima and Itsuki Watanabe were childhood friends until one day, Shizuo loses control of his strength and hurts the person closest to him. Shizuo pushes him away and Itsuki decides to leave Ikebukero. 8 years later, Itsuki comes back as a famous singer but he's sick and doesn't have much time left. Will Shizuo realize his feelings for his dying friend before it's too late?
Rated M for sexual content, it's not until later. Like a lot later.
BTW, Itsuki is a boy because I realized it's a little hard to figure that out right away and I'm too lazy to edit it.
Sadly, Durarara and it's characters do not belong to me. However, the precious baby that is Itsuki Watanabe does. Itsuki is my precious baby and I will make him cry all I want. Mwahahahha :D
ITSUKI'S POV
A fist slams into my chest and sends me flying into the brick wall behind me; I can feel my ribs breaking with a loud crack. I fall to the ground and try to catch my breath; every inhale and exhale causes another jolt of pain. I look up to see my best friend looking at me with horror.
'What just happened?' is all I can think to myself.
Well let me rewind a little, I'll start by telling you about myself. My name's Itsuki Watanabe and I'm a mute orphan. My parents died in a car accident when I was about 6 years old and the shock of seeing both of my parents die right before my eyes left me with the inability to speak. It's not that I can't speak; I can, but only to people I truly trust. So after my parents died, I was sent to an orphanage. I would get beat up a lot because I couldn't talk and the fact that orange hair was unusual in Japan. I'm only half Japanese. My mother was from America and she too had bright orange hair while my father was from Japan. They met when my mother was on a college trip abroad.
My best friend, his name's Shizuo Heiwajima, otherwise known as the strongest man in Ikebukero. We met back in elementary school, I remember the day like it was yesterday. I was getting beat up on the playground by some of the older orphans when a boy with brown hair came to my rescue. I remember him running over and putting himself in between me and the bullies. He put his arms up to protect me as he was yelling at the boys to pick on someone their own size. Shizuo was a lot taller than me even though we were the same age. I knew him from school, everyone did. He was the boy with the "monster" strength.
One of the older boys threw a punch at Shizuo but he grabbed the fist before it could hit his jaw. He ended up breaking the boys arm. When another boy tried to hit my hero, Shizuo punched him so hard that he flew half way across the city. Eventually the rest of them just ran off, screaming that Shizuo was a monster. Shizuo looked down at me and smiled. I knew right then that this boy was not someone to be afraid of. He wasn't a monster, he was my savior.
"Are you okay?" I nodded and he helped me to my feet. "I'm gonna walk you home. Lead the way." I just started walking 'home' and Shizuo walked beside me the entire time. When we got to the orphanage he just looked at me. "This is your home? Where are your mom and dad?" I just shook my head. He turned around and walked away, and just like that, he was gone. I walked up the old steps and into the orphanage to bandage up my new cuts and bruises.
The next day, I was leaving for school and that familiar brown head was waiting for me by the front gate of the orphanage. I walked up to him and looked at him. He rubbed the back of his neck.
"Um, hey. I've decided that I'm gonna walk you to and from school. Ya' know, so you don't get beat up anymore." I just nodded and started walking. Shizuo followed, not by my side but a couple steps behind me. I kept glancing behind me to see the strange boy following me. We ended up spending a lot more time together after that. He kept to his word and walked me to school every morning, then we would play together at recess and even spent hours together after school since neither of us wanted to go home. Then he would walk me home right before it got dark, sometimes I would even spend the night at his house. His parents were never really around; he told me that his parents were afraid of him. It saddened me that a mother and father would be afraid of their own child, especially someone as kind as Shizuo. His brother, Kasuka, was nice but he was always busy with drama club; he really liked acting, which was strange since the boy showed little emotion.
Shizuo and I became best friends and I eventually opened up to him, it took four years but I finally could talk to him. He never pressured me to talk and that's what made it so easy. He would usually just ask me yes or no questions. One day after school, we were sitting on the swings in the park and I told him that I was glad I met him. We were in middle school, I think; but it was just the beginning.
That leads to the present, it's our junior year of high school and I guess some people saw our friendship as being too close for just friends. A rumor was spread around that we were a couple. I didn't really mind because, well, I've always loved Shizuo. I would never tell him though; because I know he would never feel the same. I would never risk ruining what we have.
I was walking with Shizuo and Shinra, who we became friends with when we first entered high school. Shinra was going on and on about what him and his beloved Celty were going to do after school, but I tuned him out and watched the blonde next to me. Shizuo had dyed his hair so that people would recognize him and I gotta say, I love the blonde hair. It looks so soft, I want to run my fingers through it but that would be weird.
I looked away when I realized I was staring. A group of 6 or 7 seniors were smoking cigarettes outside; they were looking at me with a disgusted look on their faces.
"Fucking faggot." One of the seniors said as he threw his cigarette butt at me. I just looked down at the ground and kept walking. I was used to this; I was either getting picked on or avoided.
"What the fuck did you just say?" I looked up to see the blonde had walked over to the group of seniors and was holding the one who threw his cigarette at me up by the collar of his uniform. He slammed him into the wall. Shinra was trying to tell Shizuo to stop and ignore them but he wasn't listening. There was no point in talking to him when he was angry. I walked over to Shinra and dragged him a couple feet away from the upcoming fight. The seniors attacked Shizuo, but he was stronger and faster, he knocked them all unconscious within less than a minute.
I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder. The fight was over and just like I would always do, I tried to calm him down. It would always work but not this time. When I put my hand on his shoulder, he flinched away and slammed his fist into my chest. My back crashed into the brick wall and I fought to catch my breath. I could hear Shinra screaming my name but everything was unfocused. I looked up to see Shizuo looking at me with terror in his eyes. His eyes shifted down to look at his own hands in disgust. I used the wall for support and stood on my feet. I tried to walk over to Shizuo, to let him know that I'm okay. As soon as I took my first step away from the wall, my knees gave out and I fell to the ground. I couldn't breathe without it feeling like a thousand shards of glass were piercing my rib cage. Shinra was by my side, he was speaking but I couldn't hear him. All I could focus on was Shizuo; he had told me once that his biggest fear was hurting those closest to him.
"What have I done?" I heard Shizuo whisper before he ran off. I ignored the pain as best as I could and got to my feet. I ran after him without looking back. Shinra was calling my name but I didn't care.
SHIZUO'S POV
I ran all the way home and locked the door. About an hour after the incident, I heard a knock at the door. I knew exactly who it was.
"Go away!" I screamed.
"Shizuo..." I heard the quiet voice gasping for air. I hurt him pretty badly, I felt those delicate bones break at the impact of my fist. To think he had run all the way here even with broken ribs, it must have been painful, but nevertheless, I couldn't give in. I needed to put distance between myself and the people around me. I am a monster and I will only hurt everyone around me.
"Just leave me alone!" I screamed as loud as I could and slammed my fist through the nearby wall. I heard someone else running up the stairs towards my apartment.
"Itsuki, I need to look at your injuries.." I heard the faint voice, it was Shinra. Shinra Kishitani, the only other person that dared to hang around me, but he was more interested in my inhuman strength than being my actual friend, I knew it was true. "Shizuo! Let us in, we have to talk and Itsuki is hurt so take responsibility like a good friend and open this door!"
No, I couldn't let them in, I couldn't. I needed to get away from them before I hurt them more, but, Itsuki could be seriously injured. I hesitated, but I didn't know what to do. If I opened the door, I would be putting them in more danger, but Itsuki is probably in a lot of pain. I couldn't bare the thought of my friend in pain, I opened the door but refused to look at anyone.
"Shizzy-kun." I heard the familiar nickname that only Itsuki used and couldn't help but look up at the injured boy. I regretted it immediately, I felt my heart break when I looked into those bright blue eyes filled with pain. I did this, I caused this pain. I darted past them and down the stairs, ignoring the calls from my friends. I needed to get away.
ITSUKI'S POV
I felt my heart shatter as I watched my closest friend run away from me. This wouldn't be an easy fix. I tried to run after him but Shinra grabbed my arm.
"Just give him some time. He cares for you like he cares for his brother, and he hurt you. He won't be able to forgive himself easily."
I knew what he said was true, but I still wanted to be there for my friend. We were always there for each other. I needed Shizuo and I liked to think that Shizuo needed me too. I still couldn't say the things I needed to, I couldn't protect him, and I couldn't even be there for him when he needed me. All I did was cause problems. Shizuo always protected me, Shizuo was always there for me, Shizuo always did everything for me. I was just weak; so very weak.
"I need to check your injuries so let's go inside," Shinra said as he walked into the empty apartment. "I don't think Shizuo is really going to mind if we use his apartment for a little."
I sat down on the couch, it felt strange. I had been inside this apartment so many times, I knew where everything was, but it felt strange with Shizuo not being here with me. Shinra kneeled down in front of me and lifted up my shirt. The cold air made a chill run up my spine and I shivered.
"Agh!" Shinra gasped. My entire chest was already bruising a dark purple. "Tell me if it hurts." He pressed lightly on several spots on my chest and sides. I hissed in pain at multiple points in the examination. "You've definitely got a couple of broken ribs; I'll get you some ice." Shinra retreated into the kitchen. My chest hurt, not from the pain of broken ribs, but from the thought of losing my best friend. I needed to make things right.
"Try to take it easy for the next three to six weeks while your ribs heal, I'll bring you over some medication for the pain." Shinra said as he walked back into the room holding a freezer bag wrapped in paper towels. I took it from him and hissed in pain as I put it on a small section of the bruises. I need to find Shizuo.
"Hmm... it's going to be hard to find Shizuo, he could be anywhere. This is a big city after all." Shinra said as if reading my mind. Shinra was always so talkative and always spoke what was on his mind. I wish I was a little bit more like him, I wish I could speak my mind. I only nodded to him.
"Well, I have to get back to my lovely Celty." He started toward the door, but paused and turned back around. "You probably shouldn't go to school for a while. But I don't think it's a good idea to go back to the orphanage with your injuries." I realized he was right. The other kids would definitely use my injury to their advantage. "And I don't think it's wise for you to stay with Shizuo right now. He needs some time to get over what happened." That made me frown. Shinra walked back over to me and sat on the couch, putting his hand on my shoulder. "Listen, I know this is hard. We all know Shizuo didn't mean to hurt you. I want to things to go back to the way they were just as much as you do. I don't want to lose him either." Then Shinra seemed lost in thought for a moment.
I just stared at him with a frown on my face. I wanted to talk to Shizuo. I liked Shinra and all, but I didn't want to waste any time. I need to see Shizuo.
"Come stay with me for a while. Just until your ribs heal." No, I want to stay with Shizuo. "Oh, Itsuki-kun. You're breaking my heart with that look of disapproval!" He faked being struck in the heart and fell back on the couch.
'Drama queen' I thought to myself as I chuckled.
"Well sadly, whether you like it or not, that's your only choice." My smile fell. "Oh, don't give me that look mister. I will text Celty and tell her all about what happened and then have her drag you back to our apartment if that's what it takes! And don't think you can just leave while I go to school, I will handcuff you to the bed if you misbehave."
Shinra then grabbed my hand and gently pulled me off the couch and out the door. I gave up on refusing. It was either this or go back to the orphanage and most likely, get the shit beat out of me. And struggling was just causing me more pain.
We finally arrived at Shinra's apartment; Celty was not home at the moment. She was probably out looking for her head again. Shinra was going on about his undying love for the dullahan and how he liked her better without a head. I eventually just tuned him out as I sat on the couch and watched the news.
"Are you listening?" Shinra jumped on the couch, making me hiss in pain at the unexpected movement. "Oops, sorry. Oh! Let me go get you some pain medication!" Shinra ran off into the other room.
I would never get used to having Shinra around. He's a nice guy and I did like him, but he was too energetic for me. That's why I liked Shizuo so much, when he wasn't throwing vending machines out of anger; he was a pretty calm guy. He didn't mind that I couldn't talk much but somehow he still managed to hold a conversation with me. That's just another reason why I had to fix this.
Shinra ran back into the room while I was lost in thought. He tossed an orange bottle at me and it landed in my lap as I made no effort to catch it.
"Take one every 8 hours. They are pretty strong and they might make you drowsy." I popped one into my mouth and swallowed it dry.
Suddenly, the front door opened and Celty walked in. Shinra jumped off the couch and into Celty's arms. She caught him and then immediately dropped him, his butt hitting the hard floor with a thump. I tried to get up to greet Celty but the movement caused me to hiss in pain, so I simply greeted her with a nod. Celty took out her phone and started typing up a message. She then held the screen up to my face.
[Are you hurt?] I shook my head in denial. Shinra just gave me a look as in to tell me to stop lying.
"Yes, my love. He is indeed hurt. Shizuo hit him and broke a couple of his ribs." That was a horrible way to explain the situation. Celty shook with anger. Even though Celty and Shizuo were pretty close, she wouldn't put up with it if Shizuo ever went out of control. Shinra put his hands on her shoulders in an effort to calm her down. "Celty, it was an accident. He didn't mean it. You know he would never actually hurt Itsuki-kun on purpose. Things happened and they just got out of hand." Shinra looked at her with a pleading look as in to beg her to understand.
"It was my fault..." My quiet whisper resonated through the apartment, I hadn't intended for it to be heard. Shinra just looked at me in shock, while Celty slowly walked over and sat next to me.
[It's not your fault, Itsuki-san. I bet Shizuo is blaming himself right now too. No one is at fault. It was an accident, right?] The screen read. I nodded. It was an accident but if I wasn't so weak, none of this would have happened, and Shizuo wouldn't be pushing me away.