I've decided to continue this X3 Izaya's sorta a shigami in this fic xD
"How dare she?" The raven gritted his teeth at the couple snuggling under the covers. He so wished to grab the katana in his back and just slice that slut for touching his Shizu-chan! His hands were around the hilt of the sword, mental images of him killing Vorona and making love with Shizuo in her pile of limbs afterwords were too tempting but they are rules which he cursed Kami for that. His arm glowed an eerie red and he sighed, he touched it briefly and he was quickly transported to a hotel room. A brunette in a wedding dress was carving the man under her with a knife, a sadistic smirk twisted on her lips, the man was dead already he could tell and a chain from the body to the soul was distant wise short. The cowering black haired man with the tips of his bangs tinted blue was quaking in fright in a corner of the room, Izaya walked over and wide blue eyes shot up at him.
"W-who are you?" The man stammered as he pulled himself more into a ball. Red eyes shifted over the woman who deemed the body dead before snuggling up with the corpse, a motion that made some bile in the back of Izaya's mouth form. "I-I didn't know she w-would do that." The soul cried, tears streaking down his face.
"She's a closet necrophiliac, you wouldn't know, and that's fine, you're going to a place much better, alright...um...what's your name?" Izaya asked a bit sheepishly.
"H-Hisato..." The boy stuttered.
"Well that's just irony," He mumbled to himself. "Well Hisato, see you on the other side," He smiled slightly before putting the hilt of his sword to the other's forehead before the soul slowly transformed into a ball of light and then lifted into the sky. He then turned to the dead body and bit his lower lip. He remember being told that the number one rule was to not steal bodies for your own pleasure, but it was so tempting to get into Hisato's body and run back into the arms of his beloved. He sneered, he was fucking Orihara Izaya, he never care for rules, so why did he have to follow them now? He smirked widely before entering the body of Hisato.
Izaya turned in the mirror, looking at his new body after he washed all the cuts off which stung like a bitch. He had a dragon tattoo on the upper part of his arm, black hair with blue tips on only the bangs, blue eyes and a slender body. He admired himself more before pulling on a black sweatshirt, jeans and Vans he found in Hisato's luggage along with a shitload of money (no wonder since they were just newlyweds), a touch screen cell phone and some keys. He slowly crept out of the hotel before finding out that the keys were home to a nice sleek black BMW. He whistled before slipping in and began driving it, he found out he was at Toykyo, not too far from Ikebukuro. He smirked before putting on some black shades he found, "Orihara Izaya is back, bitches."