Durarara
Roppi and Taukishima
I don't own Durarara or any of the charters this is a story I made in school I have more chapters but I have to type them up because there on paper so it might take a while (ps: sorry for the spelling)
chapter 4: Shizaya~
Shizuo POV:
Tsuki was lying curled up on my bead snoring softly his cheeks slightly flushed due to the alcohol that I had bout him awhile ago.
In between drinks he told me how he started drinking 'he was more confident when he was drunk' he told me about the people who would bully him and at one point he stopped going to school because of it, he told me how his where never around and when they were they would ignore him so he stopped trying to get there attention and he became shy and quite.
Then he told me about the bar he worked at 'I knew he worked at a bar but I couldn't of guessed' he worked at a gay bar he also said that he was gay which to be fair took me by surprise.
It seems that when there's alcohol near he gets more confident... I wish he was that confident all the time.
I got up grabbing my cigarettes opened the window and leaned out lighting the stick and holding it in my mouth "what am I going to do with you Tsuki."
I let my mind wonder, today has been a tiring day; first Tom and I had to work late, I find Celty and have a chat then find Tsuki collapsed, listen to Shinra talk shit then see Izaya wit-
The flea. Who was that person he was dragging?
… could it be his lover?
SNAP my cigarette fell out of the window in two half's. Just the thought of Izaya. The flea. With another man pissed me off.
It was because the flea should be alone forever... yep that,s what I'm mad about its not like I lov...
NO!
"Aarrgh" I put my hands on my head all this thinking is killing me I'll just sleep it off...
Izaya POV: 6pm (just after Shizuo&Tsuki saw them)
I sat on a chair outside Roppi's changing room. I brought him to the same shop that I got my jacket from when I left high school, all the clothes here are one of a kind so you will never find another one like it you may find one similar but not the same.
After I dragged Roppi in hear I grabbed a bunch of jackets that were similar to mine pushed him into a changing room and told him to pick his favourite and that I would buy it for him.
Sigh, today has been a tiring day...
~(FB)~
Bring Bring
bring bring bring bring
"Uurr what the?" I sat up on the couch where I had fallen asleep, getting up I rubbed my eyes and checked the clock; 0:30am
if I wasn't an information broker I would have left the phone and gone back to bed but I have a record to up holed.
I checked the number, it was Roppi my cozen. Fear shot though my veins, it was always bad when Roppi called... very bad. Most of the time I expected the police to be on the other end telling me that he was dead or had committed suicide.
I answered it franticly "Hello. Roppi?"
there was a short silence and held my breath
"...Hello Izz-kun? Could you come and pick me up... please." I sighed happy it was him, but he was asking me to pick him up in other words his parents had beat the crap out of him... again!
"sure were are you?" I held the phone with my shoulder while I was putting my jacket on, grabbing my switch-blade and heading out the door.
"...The east train station in Ikebukuro."
"Okay I'll get a taxi there and meet you outside." lets see if I get a taxi it will take me about half an hour
"Thank you... bye bye..." if I wasn't paying attention I would of misted his quite little 'bye bye' he can be so cute sometimes.
I got out of the taxi and told him to wait as I started to walk towards the train station. It was cold outside so Roppi would probably be inside.
And I was right, he was sat there arms hanging from his knees looking up at the ceiling with his black eyes. I got closer and stood in front of him but it seems he didn't see me so I took this time to check his damage.
My face turned into a scowl as I laid my eyes on all the cuts that littered his face and arms, cut that were probably under his clothes as well. Thankfully it seemed they had stopped bleeding well excepted one... it was the one on his wrist.
I love humans but I can't love aunty and uncle. No. not for what they have done to Roppi. I. WILL. NEVER. LOVE. THEM.
"Roppi?" I held out my hand, he slowly looked at me then at my hand with his dead blanc stair then he slowly took my hand and I pulled him to his feet he wobbled slightly.
"The taxi is waiting outside." I said already walking away knowing full well that he would follow.
We got in the taxi and as it started moving away from the train station Roppi's head hit my shoulder. I could of sworn I had a heart attack but all my worry was quickly wiped away when I heard soft snores coming from him.
I looked down at him his face almost similar to my own and patted his head "Don't scare me like that, you dyeing is one of the few things I fear..."
~(end FB)~
"Izz-kun?"
I snapped back to reality. I can't believe I lost constriction like that. I looked in the direction of Roppi's voice "Yes?"
Roppi was stood by the changing room door. He was wearing one of the jackets I had frown at him.
The jacket was black and it hung from his elbows the arms of it were long so they went past his hands, the bottom top and the sleeves were covered in blood red fake fur
it suited him... very well just like mine suited me.