Mitigate
Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara…or Shizuo. TT^TT
Comments: Okay, okay, now I know some of you, if not all (wow, I'm getting déjà vu) are maybe kinda angry at me for...leaving you guys hanging like I did, and I'm am honestly soooooooooooooooooooo sorry. I honestly didn't mean for this to take so long, but with school and exams and such and such, well...it's been a tedious few weeks and the stress I had been trying to ignore is really starting to catch up with me, so now I'm really tired every day.
And I know that's not really an excuse, but like I said before, you know I love you guys, right?
Mitigate has been stuck at 12 chapters too long for my liking, so that may help speed things up.~
Chapter 12:
I lay on my back, staring at the bright blue sky floating above me. There were a few puffs of fluffy clouds drifting around, but, in all, the sky was pretty clear. I smiled as a gentle wind ruffled my hair, closing my eyes, giving a matching sigh.
A week had passed since the Dollars meeting, and nothing new had happened. I'd been in Ikebukuro for over a month, and so much had happened to me in such a small amount of time. It was almost unbelievable. Almost.
I sighed again and opened my eyes, letting out a small shriek of surprise at the face bent over me.
"Shizuo!" I giggled nervously and pushed myself up, blushing and pulling the hem of my pale yellow dress over my knees. I swallowed and twisted around to look up at him. "What's up?"
He shook his head, lips twitching, and pulled out a cigarette. I watched him slip it between his lips, feeling myself blush slightly. I turned my gaze slightly further up and felt myself go red when I noticed his eyes trained on me. I felt my breath get caught in my throat and I looked away, coughing to hide my embarrassment. I forced myself to swallow again and felt a sense of awkwardness flow over me. I gently brushed the grass beneath my fingers before pushing myself up, standing and swaying slightly.
I stared at the floor, suddenly finding his shoes very interesting. They were simple, nothing designer, but they were well made. The material was worn down and there were creases along the parts where his foot bent most often. I felt myself smile slightly before freezing and looked up at Shizuo slightly, trying to look innocent and not so very nervous. I had completely forgotten he was there, despite the fact I had been staring at his shoes. I mentally slapped myself for that.
I felt something flutter in my stomach as his lips tilted up. I swallowed (again) I felt a smile stretch across my face as the blush ever refused to fade. Why was it that whenever I was around Shizuo that blush crept up on me? It wasn't like I liked him, or had a crush on him.
Was it?
The thought made me freeze, and the happy expression dropped from my face as I detached myself and turned inward.
Did I like Shizuo? In that sense? Was that it? But it couldn't possibly be. But if it was? It would make sense, what with the blushing and fluttery feeling I got whenever he was present. Was I unconsciously aware of my feelings for him? I mentally started. Feelings for him? Did that confirm it? Did I feel that way about him? More importantly, if I did hold some form of feelings for him, what would I do now that I realised it? Would I ignore these feelings? Pursue them? Wait until they fade? Express them? But I had to decide first. I had to be clear.
Did I have a crush on Hewaijima Shizuo?
I frowned mentally. But that couldn't be right. Whatever these feelings were, they didn't seem like a crush. It didn't feel like a crush. It was...stronger. Stronger than a crush? But that couldn't be right. There was no way. That just wasn't possible.
I couldn't be in love with Heiwajima Shizuo, could I?
I blinked as a hand clicked in front of me and the object of my thoughts stood frowning in front of me. He was stooped slightly to level his eyes with mine and I could feel slight heat from his breath fan over my face, the smell of nicotine invading my senses.
I felt my lips tilt up again, and my hand swung forward, slipping into his. He started but I held on firmly, a grin stretching my lips even wider.
"Let's go get something to eat." He raised an eyebrow before nodding slightly, a questioning look in his eyes. I let out a small giggle, unable to help myself, tugging gently on his hand. He relented and stepped forward, taking the lead, hand still grasped firmly in my hand. I stared at his face, what I could see of it, anyway.
And as I watched the familiar face, brushed with blonde bangs, and the narrow brown eyes that held a glimmer of energy and power at every given moment, I felt my previous thoughts all mesh together to chorus a single thought.
Yes, I believe I was.
~ Chapter Word Count: 752
End Comments: Short and fluffy, t'was what I wanted. ^^ I noticed whilst reading over the previous chapters that I was missing a kep amount of fluff in my ficcu, in spite of it being a "romance" fanfic () so I felt the need to put some in, at least from Hana's side.
I was also gonna upload this yesterday, but it was taking too long to change and choose a upload chapters and it was about 11:30pm when I finished, and I had to go to bed for school in the morning, and I have a butt-load of other excuses that I can't be bothered to type and you probably don't want to hear/read, so I'll leave it here for now.
Hope you enjoyed~
