Heyyy again, guys! ^^ I really had fun with this chapter, right up until... SPOILER ALERT! And do you like the title of the chapter? o3o It's in Russian! Anyways, this kind of ended on a HUGE cliffhanger, so I apologize beforehand. xD Enjoy! :3
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" Shizuo exclaimed, grabbing a butter knife from Izaya. Izaya looked up at him with a frown.
"I was just cutting my toast…" Izaya mumbled. Shizuo stared at him for a moment and pointed to the living room.
"You. Living room. Now," Shizuo ordered. Izaya crossed his arms.
"But, Shizu-chan, I was just cutting my-"
"Toast. I know. Just go to the living room," he ordered once again. Izaya nodded slightly, leaving the kitchen. "Ugh…" Shizuo muttered, cutting the flea's toast.
Izaya sat, curled up on the couch. He watched Shizuo come out of the kitchen and set a plate of horribly cut toast in front of him. "… Shizu-chan, is that even toast?" he asked quietly.
"Y-Yes… What else would it be!?" Shizuo questioned.
"Well… Now… It kind of looks like a dead frog," Izaya shrugged. Shizuo grabbed the plate, walked outside, and threw it thousands of feet into the air. When he turned around to go back inside, he heard a woman scream.
"… I didn't do that," Shizuo told himself.
"SOMEBODY JUST HIT ME WITH A PLATE OF DEAD FROG!" a female voice cried out.
"… Nope, didn't do it," Shizuo sighed. He reentered the house, seeing that Izaya was watching anime. "Huh? Which one is that?" Shizuo asked him, sitting beside him.
"Kuroshitsuji," Izaya replied. (Nope, don't own that anime either 3 I WISH.)
Shizuo nodded. "Oh…" He sighed and turned the television off.
"… Ne?" Izaya asked, looking over at him.
"Shinra said we had to do something fun and uplifting so… What do you usually do for fun?" Shizuo asked Izaya.
"Mess up people's lives, why?" Izaya asked back.
"… Okay, well, we can put that in our back pocket… And think of something else, okay? So, do you do anything other than… mess up people's lives?"
"… People-watch so I can mess up their lives," Izaya shrugged.
"Okay, how about something normal people would do?" Shizuo asked.
"We could walk around, I guess. I dunno."
Shizuo took Izaya's hand and pulled him off of the couch. "Okay, then let's go." Without another word, Izaya was dragged outside and into the streets of Ikebukuro.
Shizuo saw his brother, Kasuka Heiwajima, (or Yuhei Hanejima, for the fans) and smiled to himself. "You wanna watch?"
Izaya only shrugged.
"And so, you got it right, fans!" Yuhei said cheerfully. "Today, were doing another showing of the cutest couple in Ikebukuro! It was the most requested show yet! So, how about these cuties?"
"My love for Masaomi is greater than anyone's love ever!" Saki giggled.
"I'd have to say the same," Kida smiled, kissing Saki's head.
"Well, that certainly is great, you two!" Yuhei chuckled.
And then, Erika, who was watching Yuhei, looked over and saw Shizuo and Izaya. Holding hands. And Izaya was leaning against Shizuo's shoulder.
"Heyyy, Yuhei! What about those two over there!" she exclaimed happily, pointing at Shizuo and Izaya. Yuhei almost frowned, seeing his brother with Izaya Orihara, and now being asked to interview them as a couple, but he knew Shizuo would understand.
"Okay! What about you two lovebirds?" Yuhei asked.
"…" Shizuo stared at him for a second. Izaya only looked up, not really knowing what was happening because he was too busy thinking. "Lovebirds?"
"Yep! You're now on the Cutest Couple in Ikebukuro! So, how did you two meet?" Yuhei asked.
"Well, we were in middle school, and we tried to murder each other. Like… freakin' massacre," Shizuo replied. Izaya giggled. "Eh? Why are you laughing?"
"Massacre… It's funny, 'cause… 'Cause you didn't die," Izaya replied. Shizuo smiled at him, happy to see that he wasn't emotionless anymore. But, of course, he still wasn't his usual, arrogant self.
"Well, that's a nice story," Yuhei flashed a grin. "So, I notice a ring on your finger, young man. Are you two engaged?" he asked Izaya. Shizuo could have sworn that Kasuka was just trying to embarrass him now, but he knew he'd never do that.
"No," Izaya shook his head. "Shizu-chan, can we go now? I'm hungry…" His smile disappeared, and he was once again a robot.
"Oh, you're going now?" Yuhei sighed in relief. "Okay, well, then, have a nice time, you two!" He quickly walked off to another couple.
"That was… stressful," Shizuo rubbed his temples. "Oh, god… So, what do you want to eat?"
"Ootoro!" Izaya cheered.
"Well, thank god you have some personality back… It's only because of the fatty tuna, isn't it?" Shizuo asked him.
"Ne, yep!" Izaya smiled happily. "So, to Russia Sushi!"
When they arrived, they saw Simon talking to a young girl.
"REALLY!?" She asked, her face filled with awe and happiness.
"Mhm! So, you go now?" Simon frowned. "Okay, but tell your parents to come and eat Russia Sushi again soon!"
"Hey, Simon," Shizuo held a hand up.
"Oh, hello, Shizuo! What are you doing with Izaya?" Simon asked him.
"Huh? Oh, we're just here to get him some Ootoro," Shizuo replied.
Simon narrowed his eyes. "No kill? No anger? No… Fighting?"
"Nope," Shizuo shrugged. "Well, see ya," he nodded, walking inside. Izaya waved to Simon then followed behind.
As Izaya ate his Ootoro happily, Shizuo was texting Celty.
"Hm?" Shizuo sighed, his phone running out of battery.
"Hn?" Izaya asked, stuffing his face with fatty tuna and rice.
"Phone died. So, where do you want to go after this?" Shizuo asked.
Izaya didn't reply for a moment.
"Izaya?"
Izaya shook his head. "Eh?" he looked up at Shizuo.
"I said, where do you want to go after this?"
Izaya looked out the window for a moment in thought. "Ferris Wheel?"
"Alright," Shizuo shrugged.
Izaya finished up his Ootoro and grabbed Shizuo's hand, pulling him out of Russia Sushi. "Bye, Simon!" he said, waving as they walked away. "Oh, and…" he stopped for a moment, a serious look on his face as Simon listened. "Вы были хорошего друга. Если есть Эдип, увидимся там."
Simon paused, nodded sadly, and then went back to handing out flyers.
Shizuo stared at Izaya as they continued to walk once again, Izaya's smile gone. "What did you say?" Shizuo asked. "I never knew you spoke Russian."
"I just said thanks for Ootoro, Shizu-chan. It's not important," Izaya lied.
"Er... Alright," Shizuo sighed. "So, Ferris Wheel? That's about three minutes away from here."
"Yep. And now it's about thirty seconds away," Izaya replied. Then, it was silence until they reached the huge 'Wheel of Ferris'. "It looks nice, especially with all the lights, since it's getting dark."
"It does," Shizuo nodded, leading Izaya into the cart. Once the door was closed, Izaya leaned over the edge, rested his head on his arms as they slowly went up, stopping momentarily for each cart to be at the top for about two or three minutes each.
"Shizu-chan?" Izaya asked.
"Hm?" Shizuo looked over at him.
"You know I really do like you, right?"
Shizuo stared at Izaya in shock. At first, he thought he must be lying. Then, after the intensifying silence and no remark of it being a joke, Shizuo spoke up.
"I... I do now," he said.
Izaya looked back at him and smiled. "You know how you said the fall from the building would kill me?" he asked. Shizuo looked down over the edge as they reached the top.
"Yeah… Why?" he stared at Izaya expectantly.
Their cart stopped, and Izaya hugged Shizuo, even if only for a second.
"Exactly," Izaya backed up from Shizuo and climbed onto the edge of the cart in one swift move.
"Then what do you think this would do?"
And those were his last words before he let himself fall over the side of the Ferris wheel from 160 feet up, causing multiple screams and cries of urgency. Immediately, ambulances and police vehicles began to crowd the area.
"Izaya!" Shizuo reached for Izaya's hand, but failing to grab it, just inches away. He growled, jumping off the side himself, looking around for the most-likely-dead informant. He silently cursed at himself for not realizing this.
I swear, if he's alive when I find him, I will slaughter him…
Shizuo kept looking until he found a body being wheeled into an ambulance. He ran over to the police beside it.
"Am I allowed to ride in the ambulance with him?" Shizuo asked.
"Depends," the cop shrugged. "Who are you?"
"I'm the guy who brought him here."
Just minutes later, he found himself silently staring at the gurney, wanting to see Izaya's face, but not willing to take the blanket off of his body. He tapped his foot, waiting for the ride to be over. Just how long would it take to get to a hospital, anyways?
"Izaya… You better wake up," Shizuo spoke, somehow hoping that the message would get to Izaya, but knowing it wouldn't. He began to wonder how Izaya had been so happy half an hour ago, then suddenly resort to suicide. Then he realized…
He didn't notice that Izaya was never happy to begin with.
DUN! DUN! DUNNNNNNNNNN! The story does not end here! I will make it to at least 10 chapters! (like always, unless I discontinue the story x3)
So, anyways, I finally broke down and wrote a Pokémon fanfiction. xD So, stay tuned for the next chapter! ^^ Also, if you're into Kuroshitsuji, read my other fanfics.
And finally, I am going to be writing a TOTAL crack fic for Durarara, which is much different then my usual writing style. So, anyways, I'll see you later!
I love you guys. You're my little fatty tunas 3
