Oh my god guys!
Sorry for not updating sooner! I just got busy, and then I didn't like how the chapter turned out so I had to rewrite it, and then I didn't like that either so it became a vicious cycle
I deeply apologize *sweat drops*
I'll try to make my updates more frequent, probably weekly!
Sorry once again!
Not like anyone cares
Disclaimer: I hate this but to avoid some gay copyright claim I have to say this: I Cielsakitty do not own Durarara! and am simply using it for my own amusement, all original characters belong to some person who's name I forgot and I only own the twisted plotline and my OC's.
Warning: Mild cursing, and stupidity
Let's get on with it now, shall we~
"So Sakura how was your little adventure in the city?" My mother asked as I sighed and flopped down on the cozy purple couch in our living room. "It was pretty good I guess…" I mumbled glad that I had found my way home. I don't know how I did it, don't ask me. "What's for dinner?" I asked my faces mushed into the somewhat uncomfortable cushions.
"Steak." She replied simply and I felt my green eyes start to sparkle a little bit. Man I love steak!
~Le time skip to end the randomness… I mean unless you like it.~
"Two single hearts on fire currently on the wire as inhibit-" I slammed my hand down on my alarm clock groaning as I rubbed my eyes. "Is that seriously your alarm?" she tried sounding like a smartass and I gave her a yandere smile. "Are you seriously in my room Emily-san~?" I asked with a sickly sweet tone and she went flying back to the safety of her bed covers in a snap.
Ah, I really do have a knack for acting now don't I?
I stretched a bit before purposing falling out of my bed, onto the floor face first. My face stung a bit as it came in contact with the rough, cheap white carpet but I ignored it. Honestly the only real way for me to wake up or even get out of my bed once I was in it was falling out of it. Figures.
I did my daily routine and smiled in joy when I saw I had about 45 minutes of free time this morning to myself since my little sister went to her friend's house for the morning. Joy to the world. So much happiness just fucking everywhere.
-Shinrai has entered the chat room
Shinrai: I here this morning?
-Kanra has entered the chat room
Kanra: I'm here Shinrai-san
Shinrai: Thank God! I'm really bored right now since I have no friends yet
Kanra: Aren't I your friend? You wound me Shinrai~
Shinrai: Haha of course Kanra, but I meant real life friends… you know since I like just moved here
Shinrai: And I'm American
Shinrai: And what not
Kanra: Yeah, I get it… I get it. So Raira?
Shinrai: Yeah do you go there?
Kanra: No
Kanra: But I know a few people that do
Shinrai: Cool, look I gotta go now or I'll be late since I'll probably get lost haha
Shinrai: Don't laugh at me Kanra, I know you're typing out the ha's
Shinrai: Bye Kanra-san
Kanra: haha bye Shinrai-san
-Shinrai has left the chat room
I kicked the rolling chair back with my legs and jumped off while it was spinning, quickly scooping up my overly heavy backpack and heading off towards my new school. I took my time on the short walk to Raira, enjoying the sight of the cherry blossom trees once I had reached the front gate. I always thought they looked so lovely.
This place truly is beautiful.
Luckily school passed without too much of a hassle- I even made a friend! His name was Masaomi Kida and sure he was only a freshman- EXCUSE ME- first year but he was still pretty cool. But he was a total flirt, I mean that's the only reason I knew him. While walking into the school building I bumped into the blonde and he gave me some cheesy pick up line.
But I didn't mind, in fact I thought it was kind of funny. Besides he still seemed like a pretty cool guy and he sure as hell was helpful enough so yeah…
Not much more to say on that matter.
Except that he offered to show me around the city and while I was exceedingly grateful- still turned down the offer.
I sighed as I glanced around the crowded city and all the shops selling all sorts of things. I made my way through the bustling crowd trying desperately to find something ENTERTAINING to do since well… I still had writers block. I could go into a rant about writers block and why it's such a bitch I hate it that much. And trust me I'm not commonly a girl to hate things, I'm actually pretty nice as long as you stay on my good side.
If you don't well, prepare to have your ass kicked by a girl.
I froze and gave a look of pity as I noticed a poor girl with short hair, and strangely big boobs (WTF BRAIN?!) getting picked on by some cliché bullies and I felt anger boiling in me. As a foster child I had my fair share of bullies and while some people say 5 year olds can't be vicious I have evidence to prove otherwise. I silently watched the event unfold in front of my, digging my nails into my skin to keep from getting involved.
I even tried to ignore the fact that these girls were such tools that they brought some douche along to defend them, but still they were pissing me off. Badly. With one quick movement I stormed over to the younger group of girls with Raira uniforms on and pushed them away from the shy looking on with a glare present on my face.
"What's your problem bitch?" the leader asked crossing her arms and I growled at her. "Yeah we were just talking to this parasite over here, stay in your own business bitch." The blonde one hissed and my eyes narrowed.
"Yeah just go jump off a building." The third one smirked and I scowled. "Yo, you best leave my girls alone before I kick your ass!" the douche yelled getting in my face and I lost it. I smiled brightly as my fist roughly connected with his face sending him flying backwards into the group of bullies.
"You know, as a former foster child I've had my fair share of bullies so clearly I know how to fight. Honestly you're all pretty weak so If I were you I'd just back off." I warned checking my brightly blue painted nails.
They all quickly ran off and I heard a hoot from around the corner and smiled when I spotted Masaomi. "Hey what's up?" I waved as he walked over with a somewhat frightened boy with spiky black hair and forest green eyes and another older looking male with a fur jacket, also spiky black hair, and somewhat red eyes followed behind him. I'm guessing the younger one was new here. He definitely looked the part.
"So who are these wonderful people Masaomi-kun?" I asked politely as I leaned in examining the male's faces. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could the older one interrupted him and introduced himself. "My name is Izaya Orihara, and you are?"
"My name is Sakura Rog-" I was cut off and frowned when I heard that annoyingly familiar voice yet again.
"Look it's the bitch." The pink haired one stated and I noticed the douche held a wooden board now, but paid no notice. I really didn't care all that much to be honest. "You know bullying people isn't nice." Izaya grinned.
"What are you like 40? Butt out." The blonde fired at him trying to sound fierce and I stifled a giggle. This girls were completely pathetic, it was hilarious at their weak attempts at looking tough.
"Listen~ it's not my problem if you lovely ladies get pummeled to death and die. I could knock your teeth down your throat or you can bag on my age when I'm actually only 23. Ha, I don't care. You're in a class that's so beneath me it doesn't matter." He grinned as he said his little threat(? I'm not really sure what that drabble was…) with confidence radiating off of him like heat from the burning sun in the middle of July, right as you're eating your melted popsicle only to find that it's fallen on the cruel unforgiving sidewalk. O-kay brain, that's enough with the exaggerated examples for one day.
"Huh?" the leader asked confused and I literally facepalmed, right then and there. Wow she really isn't very bright now is she? He looked down, smiled and looked back up at her before continuing.
"Human beings are weak things. But, beating up chicks isn't really my stich-" he paused while flicking one of his wrists slightly and I almost didn't notice it, in fact I barely caught the slight movement at all. And when I looked back at the girl, her purse fell onto the ground, none of the contents really spilling but one or two things did roll away.
He walked over and picked up the girl's hideuos pink phone with yet another cocky grin plastered over his face. "So I guess the next best thing I can do, is take your precious cell phone… and smash it." He finished dropping it onto the concrete before he repeatedly brought his foot down over it several times laughing like a madman.
And just as soon as he had started, he had stopped.
'This guy truly is insane, no wonder my mom told me to stay away from this psycho!' I thought to myself. "Now I'm bored... I guess that's enough cell phone smashing for one day." He chuckled and I gave a WTF look. This guy… needs to be locked away in a mental facility. I don't care if these girls are bitches YOU DO NOT FUCK WITH A GIRL'S PHONE. NOT NOW, NOT EVER.
The girls cowered in fear and the brown haired bitch called for the douche known to the world as Hiroshi. I just rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest, watching how this all unfolded in front of me. It was actually rather entertaining. Almost like a TV show.
"Yo! Yo! Yo! You goin' down fool!" Hiroshi yelled getting all up in Izaya's space as he grabbed his crotch like the classic douche he was. Go fucking figure. "Violence, ooohhh~ that's so scary." The raven haired male mocked.
"You mother!" the idiot yelled lunging for Izaya, but at the last minute he dodged and for a second I saw a gleam, but thought nothing of it. It was probably just my overactive imagination going wild yet again.
It wouldn't be the first time.
"Whoa! You're too tough for me!" Izaya mocked yet again and I couldn't help but let out a little giggle. When the brown haired male flipped off his hood I immediately noticed something hilarious and it took all my will power at that moment not to start laughing my ass off. The dude was now half bald. I guess that gleam I saw was him taking out a knife and swiftly giving the douche a haircut.
Genius.
They all let out little frightened squeals as they ran off like frightened pigs scampering off into different directions while the male shouted death threats that none of us took seriously. How could we?
I gave a few slow claps. "Well that surely was awesome."
"He didn't even know it was coming."
"So what brings you out this way Izaya, after all you're not normally in Ikebukuro…" Masaomi sounded less than happy talking to this guy and I got why. He was fucking crazy. Crazier than Sebastian when he sees a picture of a neko Ciel.
He practically ignored my blonde friend and introduced himself to the shy boy- who's name I learned was Mikado Ryugamine- and then did another introduction with me seeing as we never finished the previous one. Of course I told him my name was Sakura Rogers, when actually it was Thompson.
No way in hell am I giving out my last name to a damn stranger!
Especially if I've been warned to STAY AWAY from them.
"Well I came to see somebody, and now I have." He answered Masaomi's question and seconds later- before any of us could react he was hit square in the face with a convenience store trash can…
What the hell?
"RIGHT IN THE FACE!" I couldn't help but scream as I pointed at the now probably dead Izaya on the pavement. Oh that's got to hurt.
So did you like?
I hope so. Originally I didn't have the cellphone part since well you know... Sakura and what not but decided to add it because that scene is classic
More classic than the classic car Mail Jeevas from Death Note owns
More classic than Classical music
Wow I feel like I'm copying my friend Xxle-grellxX with her endless examples
In my opinion she needs medical help, as do most Otakus... I mean umm *sweat drops again*
I know you'll hate me for this but reviews good and bad are much appreciated, if you think I could improve on something please tell me so I don't keep being a blundering idiot
I mean this is my first fanfic so I have no idea what the hell I'm doing in all fairness
See you nest time~
Sincerely, Cielsakitty
