I've been working on my oneshot . So far I only have about one thousand words for it, and I just started writing some KuroBasu fic. Quick question to you guys out there, how long do you generally write a oneshot? ouo
I don't own Durarara!
After Shinra and Izaya's short conversation, the student-doctor left Izaya to rest in the room for a while. When he went back to see if the teacher wanted dinner, he was shocked at the scene that lay before his eyes. The sheets were tangled; there had clearly been some sort of struggle on the bed. And Izaya was gone.
"Celty!" Shinra yelped when he heard the door to his apartment opening. The brunette rushed to meet his 'girlfriend'. "Celty, I need you to take me to meet Shizuo-kun; I'll call him now. One of my, er, patients disappeared and I'd like to have Shizuo-kun's help in finding him."
The silent rider waited patiently by the door as Shinra called his friend. Though she didn't know the details, this patient must be someone who meant something to Shinra. And Shizuo, for that matter.
"Ah, Shizuo-kun? Izaya's gone! I need you to help find him; it looks like he was kidnapped! ...no, you must help find him! I'll meet you outside of your house in a few minutes with Celty. I don't know who took Izaya, but I'm guessing it was his father. Just be there, okay?" The brunette sighed and pocketed his phone after a while. "Let's go, Celty."
Shinra was glad to see Shizuo standing at his front door. Though the teen had an irritated look on his face, he was there, ready to begin the search for Izaya. Shinra had told Celty about the details on the way, so she was informed about the situation. Shinra walked up to his friend.
"Okay, Shizuo-kun. Where did you find Izaya-kun yesterday? Assuming that where you saw him was his him, and that his father was the one who took him, I'd say he'd be there."
"...follow me," Shizuo said as he stared walking to his left. Though the blonde may have not noticed, he was walking rather quickly, and Shinra was back on the motorcycle with Celty, the two driving slowly next to Shizuo. After a while of walking, Shizuo stopped. "This is the place."
The three stared at the house in front of them. It seemed normal enough, but of course, looks could be deceiving.
"It doesn't look like anything's happe-" Shinra started, but was cut off when he heard a series of bangs and crashes coming from inside the house.
Before Shinra could say anything else, Shizuo rushed up to the front door of the house, raising a fist and ramming the door down in one swift motion.
"Shi-Shizuo-kun! You can't break down peoples' doors like that! Well-"
The me was cut off when Celty shoved her cellphone in his face. [You'll have time to lecture Shizuo later. Just focus in rescuing Orihara-sensi now.]
Shizuo and Celty walked into the house, Shinra just behind them. They listened for more sounds, and were rewarded with a few thumps coming from upstairs, followed by a high-pitched shriek. "Stop! Don't do this!"
"...that wasn't the flea, was it?" Shizuo grunted.
"No, I'm pretty sure it isn't," Shinra replied. "Most likely his mother. Quick, let's get upstairs."
The three made their way to the second floor, quickly pinpointing the noise to a room upstairs.
Shizuo grew more and more tense as the sounds continued. Now that he was closer to the source of the noise, he could clearly hear the sound of flesh on flesh. Finally, unable to take it anymore, the blonde barged into the room, flinging the door aside and shoving away Celty, who had been trying to calm him down.
The scene in front of his eyes was worse than he thought. A dark-haired woman was sitting in a bed, wailing and crying out incoherent words. At the foot of the bed, a man stood, Izaya's thin form at his feet. The teacher was worse than he'd been before, with several more visible wounds all along his body. His clothes were torn, and small pools of blood were forming on the floor.
"Huh? Who're you?" the man demanded, his dark auburn haze glancing up at Shizuo.
Shizuo guesses that the man was Izaya's father. "None of your business," he growled, slowly making his way towards the other male. "Let the flea go."
The man laughed a harsh laugh, making a sound like ripping metal. "Flea? You mean this trash?" A hand gripped Izaya's dark locks of hair, lifting him.
"The flea isn't trash! He's just... A pest..."
The disturbing laugh came again. "Tell me, boy. If you think this son of mine is a pest, why are you trying to stop me? I've tortured him in ways you probably can't imagine, and I can do it some more!"
"Stop! Stop" the woman on the bed screamed.
Shizuo clenched his fists. Everything about the scene in front of him was making him mad. "Shut up!" he barked, not exactly knowing who he was talking to. "The flea may be annoying some times, but he's a great teacher! He might have some issues with his personality, but I bet that's because of his sadist of a father! He never fails to make me mad but I-I-"
Shizuo was cut off by a piercing, high-pitched laugh coming from the woman on the bed. "You mean to say you love him, don't you? You faggot! You're almost as worse as my useless son!"
The blonde heard Shinra mutter something about bipolar disorder. Celty's body language showed that she was uncomfortable; Shinra had that look he got in his eyes when he wanted to dissect something, a trait he, unfortunately, inherited from his father.
Shizuo was angry beyond belief. He wanted to get this over with. He didn't have time to waste. With a roar, he lunged at Izaya's father, fist out to punch the living daylights out of the man. Giving a grin, the older Orihara moved out of the way and threw his son's body in the way of Shizuo's punch. The already lifeless body slammed against the wall, dropping to the floor and looking more lifeless than ever.
Izaya's father smirked as he saw the horrified look on the blonde teen's face. His smirk, however, was soon wiped off his face as he was hit in the face with the door that had been standing in the doorframe of the bedroom just moments ago. He fell to the ground, unconscious.
Izaya's mother seemed to have fainted, most likely from the action she had witnessed.
Shizuo was frozen, but Shinra and Celty both rushed over to Izaya's crumpled form on the ground. After a quick assessment of the teacher's injuries, Shinra decided what to do. "Shizuo-kun, take Izaya-kun and go back to my place with Celty. We can't leave him like this. I'll stay here and call the cops to report Izaya's father and meet you at my apartment when this is all sorted out. Izaya will be fine if you get him there soon, and Celty can do some simple first-aid before I arrive."
Shizuo bent down to pick up Izaya, hoping he wouldn't disturb the raven-haired male's wounds in the process. As he exited the room with Izaya in his arms and Celty just behind him, he paused for a couple seconds. "Thanks, Shinra."
"No problem."
See? Shinra's a good friend~ I have no idea what should happen in the next chapter, though… I'll probably end this fic in the next couple chapters, though. Thanks for reading~!