Title:- The promise
Pairing:- Izuo
Rating:- T
Disclaimer:- I don't own Durarara
Warning:- language, violence, kissing
Summary:- It's a promise.
Requested by:- The loner
Seven years old. That was how old Shizuo Heiwajima was, when he first discovered what love was and at the same time rejection. The reason for the rejections? It could be his personality or the slight pudginess he carried around with him.
Shizuo is raised by a normal family, they let him do and eat what he wants. So perhaps he was a little indulgent in his dairy fixation. Love isn't really what a seven year old should be thinking about but Shizuo isn't really normal. He's mature for his age after dealing with ridicule for the first year.
It's ridiculous how easy he falls in love. It could be the way a girl smiles, how cute she is or if she walks past his desk. It doesn't matter how it works, the ending is always the same. Realise his feelings, confess because he doesn't like the weight of his feelings, get rejected and binge on sweet treats in a short spell of depression.
The problem with confessing is everyone knows. The class is like a prison, everyone points and laughs. Shizuo bows his head munching on a cream cake before the teacher can confiscate it. It feels like he'll never be loved by anyone except his family.
x-x-x
Izaya isn't an ordinary kid. He isn't human. He's special and superior to everyone else. Now for the umpteenth time he's been forced to change schools. He's only seven too. The class is as expected the same as the rest. Twenty five little humans sitting and picking their noses or whatever normal children his age do.
"Class this is Orihara Izaya." The teacher introduces him nudging him forward a little. "Make him feel welcome. Let's see there's a spare seat next to Shizuo-kun."
At that a few of the boys snigger. Izaya plays along running to where the teacher has pointed. It's the row of desks at the back. The spare seat is at the end next to the fat little human.
"Okay, there will be a ten minute break." The teacher announces leaving them to it. Izaya sighs watching as everyone in the class turns their attention to him.
"You're new. Where are you from?"
"Did your parents move?"
"Do you want to play?"
Question after question is fired in his direction. The only one that isn't interested in him is the fat kid. Izaya smiles deciding that's where he would direct his attention. It wasn't right that one of his subjects would ignore him. Just like every other class he had been in, Izaya would have them all following him.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!" One of the girls repeatedly hit his desk. "Why are you looking at Shibo?"
"Shibo? Is that your name, Shizu-chan?" Izaya cackles. The fat kid twitches but doesn't respond.
"Yeah, he's gross. He told me he was in love with me."
"Eeeeww!" The rest of the class chorused.
"Yeah, he's always eating cakes and getting told off by sensei."
"Shibo eats like a pig." Izaya glances to the side wondering why the boy hasn't responded.
x-x-x
At break time they're let outside to play. As expected the fat kid stays at his desk. Izaya hides under the teachers desk waiting until the small minded children have run past looking for him.
When they're gone, Izaya crawls out brushing himself down. "So is there any of the girls you haven't confessed to?" Izaya teases.
"Go away." The boy snaps. Izaya can see he has a cake in hand. "I don't like you."
"Why not? Because I'm popular and you're a fatty?"
"No. I just don't like you."
"There's a reason for everything, Shizu-chan."
"Doesn't have to be. Go away."
"Sorry pudgy, I want to stay here." Izaya sat at his desk crossing his arms.
"Fine. Just don't bother me. Ah! Excuse me." The fat kid got up running forward on stunted legs. Izaya watched with interest as the boy went outside after a girl not in their class.
It didn't take long for the girl to run away and the boy to hang his head. "Another confession?" Izaya asked when the boy came back in.
The fat kid didn't answer taking a plastic container from his desk. It was full of cakes. Izaya grimaced seeing the boy eat. That much sugar wasn't good for anyone.
"Gross."
"I don't care what you think. I told you to go away."
"Sure sure Shibo-chan."
x-x-x
For Shizuo, the constant in his life came the annoyance by the name of Izaya. The transfer student never left him alone. The two of them didn't get along, the raven as mean as the rest of the class.
Shizuo was now nine years old and nothing had changed. He still fell in love too easily knowing it was pointless and Izaya still bothered him- continuously.
"Out of the way, Shibo!" A group of boys pushed past him. Shizuo sighed leaving the classroom. As always he was the slowest.
"Sorry!" Another girl from a different class apologised as she crashed into him.
"That's okay." Shizuo smiled staring after her. There was a familiar fluttering in his chest. "...again huh."
"What's again?" Izaya popped up next to him, poking at his cheek.
"None of your business" Shizuo scowled slapping the raven's hand away.
"Mmhm. So you haven't just developed a crush on that girl?"
"Looks like it." Shizuo sighed trudging forward.
"You're only going to get rejected."
He knew Izaya was right. The girl would turn him down flat. That didn't matter. He was no stranger to rejection.
"I know. I'd rather be honest than keep everything inside."
x-x-x
"Stupid." Izaya murmured watching as Shizuo hurried after the girl. The fat kid didn't even know her name. "Why don't you pay attention to someone that actually loves you?"
Izaya didn't fall in love easily but he knew what it was he was feeling for Shizuo. Unlike the fat kid he hadn't confessed right away. Instead he had let the feelings grow. It didn't exactly hurt every time his crush was rejected but he didn't feel good about it either.
It was a complex feeling. Izaya waited for the boy to trudge back towards him after once again facing rejection. "Again, huh?"
"Yeah. What? You wanna say something?"
"Nothing you haven't heard before." Izaya shrugged.
x-x-x
Shizuo glanced over at the quieter than usual raven. Izaya met his gaze before bowing his head and turning away. They were heading for their final year before junior high.
Izaya still teased him rotten, enough so that the rest of the class felt sorry for him. It helped that the other boys were finding out what rejection was. Shizuo still didn't have any friends or get any valentines but it didn't matter so much.
The closest to a friend would be Izaya. Strange since they didn't like each other but true. He wasn't sure why the raven stuck so close to him and he hadn't really cared. Now that Izaya was avoiding him, he wanted to know why.
"...hey, Izaya!"
"What do you want, Shizu-chan?"
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Shizuo grumbled.
"Damn. Come with me." Izaya got up taking his pudgy hand and dragging him from the classroom, ignoring the teacher's call.
"Hey! Wait up! I can't go that fast." Shizuo panted struggling to keep up with the pace. "Izaya! Where are we going?"
Into an empty classroom by the looks of it. Shizuo found himself pulled inside. Hands on his knees the boy panted heavily. "Sorry, Shizu-chan." Izaya reached out poking his cheek. "I'm moving."
"Oh. Well suppose I won't have to deal with you any more." Shizuo shrugged. He didn't understand why there was a pain in his chest.
"About that...I'll be back. Raira academy. That's where we'll both attend high school." Izaya smirked. "That's why you can't ask any more girls out."
"Why not?" Shizuo growled crossing his chubby arms.
"Because you're mine."
"Hah?"
"Because no one else is allowed to have you. I want you to save yourself for me." Izaya smiled sheepishly.
"I don't understand a thing you're saying."
The raven ran a hand through his hair looking frustrated. "You really are a protozoan! I like you."
Shizuo's eyes widened in shock. "What? You hate me."
"Teasing, Shizu-chan. That's not exactly hatred. I didn't expect to like you but I do! You're not allowed to ask anyone else out."
Shizuo shook his head taking a step back. His head was spinning and he needed to sit down. "...you're not a girl."
"Love doesn't choose gender."
"In case you didn't notice, I'm fat." Shizuo hung his head.
"I don't care. I like the way you look. Besides you can't run away from me." Izaya moved too quick for him, the raven's lips pressing against his own. " .you."
Shizuo shook his head not understanding a thing. He couldn't answer Izaya's confession- be it real or a joke. Nor could he bring himself to reject the raven. His heart had been broken many times, there was no point in hurting anyone else.
Izaya's arms were around his thick neck hugging tightly. "Goodbye, Shizu-chan. I'll see you back in high school."
Shizuo closed his eyes unable to answer. The bombshell Izaya had dropped had him speechless and now the raven was leaving. It felt like he was being rejected again. This time he hadn't even been the one to confess.
x-x-x
High school. After years of being apart, Izaya was holding up his end of the promise. Standing at the window of the classroom with the best view, the teenager stared down at the crowd entering through the school gates. Not long now and he would be reunited with Shizuo.
"What are you doing in here?" Shinra asked standing at his side.
"Observing." Izaya shrugged.
"Right. Listen, I want to introduce my friend-"
"Not interested."
"Understandable. This one is different. He has this adrenaline strength. I've seen him tear signposts from their concrete beds. It's incredible!"
"A little interested." Izaya conceded narrowing his gaze down below. How hard could it be to spot an overweight teenager with messy brunette hair. "Another time."
"Okay. Just don't be an asshole when you meet him."
"I treat all my humans the same." Except his Shizuo. "I can't see him. We have the entrance ceremony now, right?"
"Yeah. Who are you looking for?"
"...my boyfriend." Izaya smiled stepping back from the window. Anyone passing through the gate was now late. His Shizuo had never been late when they were in school together. It was doubtful that would change now.
"Y-your boyfriend?" Shinra gasped clutching at his sleeve. "Since when?"
"Last year of elementary school."
"Wait! What? And you didn't tell me?" He didn't understand why his middle school friend was making such a big deal over one small detail. "A boyfriend...I guess since you love humans, it could've been a girl or a boy. So your boyfriend attends this school?"
"He should do. It was our promise."
"What are we waiting for then? I want to meet the guy who puts up with you."
"Shinra, you're so mean to me." Izaya scowled leaving the classroom.
"Who was it that didn't introduce their boyfriend to me? You're a terrible friend."
"We haven't seen each other since the last year of elementary." Izaya sighed wishing he had taken Shizuo's contact details. It looked like he hadn't been the only one to move.
x-x-x
Izaya being the freshman with the highest grades in the year was to give a small speech. It was a good vantage point for a lookout. Standing at the podium, vermilion hues scanned the rows for Shizuo.
He was left painfully disappointed when there was no sign of the soft plumpness. Already he had checked the student roster and his boyfriend's name was on there.
"Top scorer on the entrance exams, Orihara Izaya." No sooner had he taken his place to speak, a fight broke out amongst the students. He didn't know what caused it but he knew the one in the centre was a delinquent with shockingly blonde hair.
Izaya watched as two students went flying to the back of the room. That would be Shinra's friend then. The raven realised, thankful for the distraction. Slowly it was sinking in- Shizuo wasn't in the auditorium.
x-x-x
Izaya was starting to get the feeling Shizuo was avoiding him. The raven had entered his boyfriend's class only to find the seat empty. The register was marked down that he was in. The seat however was empty.
In the desk was a container of cakes as expected. "Uh...I wouldn't touch those." The girl in the seat behind muttered.
"Yeah. You don't want to get involved with him."
Izaya took the container. "When he comes back, tell him Izaya took his cakes." Even now he could see the disgust in the students' faces. Nothing had changed from when they were kids. It would only be a matter of time before Shizuo came after him. Izaya smirked at the thought returning to his own class.
"Orihara-san." One of the girls stepped in his way. "There was this blonde delinquent looking for you."
"Oh." He was a little disappointed it wasn't Shizuo looking for him. It looked like Shinra's friend was eager to meet him. "I suppose I should send a greeting."
x-x-x
The greeting came in the form of the third year football team. Izaya sat on the fourth row of the bleachers twirling the container of cakes in his hand. Shizuo had yet to collect them.
The boy had fulfilled the promise of them going to the same school. So perhaps he wasn't being avoided. Izaya looked down at the field seeing the blonde teen storming towards him.
With a lazy smirk the raven watched as the football team blocked the way, ambushing the delinquent. Shinra was right. The blonde was incredible, his strength inhuman. Like bowling pins, the entire football team was sent flying into the goal net.
Impressed with the display Izaya clapped his hands together, giving the blonde a smirk as he got up. Shinra was next to him, shaking his head with a sigh.
"Izaya, this is my friend Shizuo Heiwajima. Shizuo, this is my friend Izaya Orihara." Shinra smiled introducing them. "He's a bit of an..."
Izaya wasn't listening, staring at the delinquent standing in front of him. "That's not-" it couldn't be. There was another Shizuo Heiwajima? Then where was his one?
"Oi. Give me my cakes back." The box was snatched from his loosened grip. "You know better than to touch these."
"...Shizu-chan?" Izaya murmured.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that!" The blonde growled. "It's been a while, Izaya."
"You two know each other?" Shinra asked looking between them.
"Yeah. We were in elementary school together."
Izaya shook his head. It wasn't his Shizuo. The delinquent with inhuman strength and fake blonde hair, wasn't the cute fat boy he had left behind.
"No. It's not you." Izaya hopped down from the bleachers, running across the field and out of the school gate.
"Izaaaayaa!" The blonde bellowed chasing after him. Izaya ran. It wasn't his Shizu-chan. His Shizu-chan couldn't run, he was adorably pudgy and human.
"Ugh." Izaya gasped finding himself caught against someone he didn't know. "Let go of me!"
"Why?"
"You're not my Shizu-chan!" Izaya kicked out.
The blonde sighed keeping him trapped. "It's not my fault I have this strength!"
"I don't care! Let me go! A monster like you isn't my Shizu-chan!" Izaya groaned landing on his butt.
"You too...I knew it." The blonde scowled shoving his fists in the pockets of his ruined blazer. Izaya watched him trudge away.
x-x-x
"Where are you going?" Izaya sighed following after Shinra.
"To see if Shizuo wants to join us for lunch." Shinra smiled. "He went home early yesterday."
Peering into the blonde's classroom he could see the desk was empty. "Doesn't look like he's here." Izaya muttered.
"No, he's here. My beloved told me so. The two of them are best friends."
"Is that so? Two monsters together."
"You two looking for Shizuo?" Kadota stopped next to them.
"Is he already on the roof?" Shinra asked.
"No. I just saw him by the large tree. Everyone is staying clear."
"Ah. He's in a really bad mood then." Shinra sighed. "Or upset. Celty says it can be either way. Let's go and see him."
"I really wouldn't." Kadota advised.
"I think we should listen to Dotachin."
"It's fine. I asked Celty what was wrong last night. Looks like he had a fight with his boyfriend. At least that was what she typed."
"Boyfriend?" Kadota asked. "I didn't hear anything about that. There was no one- ah! It could be Tanaka-sempai."
Izaya twitched.
"Sempai?" Shinra seemed genuinely interested. "I've never met him."
"You wouldn't have. Tanaka-sempai was older. From what I heard he guided Shizuo through junior high. They were close."
Izaya said nothing. It wasn't his Shizu-chan. There were no similarities whatsoever.
"Does this Tanaka-sempai go to this school?"
"No. They parted ways. I guess he's not doing so well without him."
"Or it could be something else." Izaya smirked. "I did steal his cakes yesterday."
Shinra sighed. "Not to mention you got him to use his strength. Shizuo hates violence."
"Yeah. It really looks that way." Izaya rolled his eyes thinking back to the damage caused.
"It's the truth." Kadota sighed. The three of them were leaving the school building out into the playground. Izaya could see a lone figure sitting against the tree. That was where they were headed. "Shizuo used to be slightly on the plump side. It was during the first year of junior high that he snapped."
"Snapped?" Izaya slowed stalling for time.
"Yeah. Out of nowhere he threw a classmate through a window. There were this group of boys who really had it out for him. They took his cakes and started calling him and Tanaka-sempai fags."
"It's fascinating what happened. It's like a dam. The adrenaline is there and with it that strength. It doesn't help that Shizuo has such a short fuse."
"So he can't control it?" Izaya asked ignoring the guilty pang.
"No. Shizuo doesn't have the discipline or control. Every time he used his strength, he broke a bone. I think he spent half junior high in hospital." Shinra explained looking like he was describing a scientific find. "There's a benefit though. He lost a tremendous amount of weight. No matter what he eats, his temper works it off."
Izaya hung his head. "I'm an asshole."
"I do tell you that." Shinra grinned. "Frequently. What's wrong now?"
"Nothing to do with you." Izaya glanced at the small paper bag in Shinra's hand. "What's that?"
"Oh this? It's cake. I was hoping it would cheer Shizuo up."
Izaya snatched it running over to the tree. Behind him Kadota and Shinra turned away leaving them alone.
x-x-x
"Room for one more?" Izaya held up the bag.
"What's that?" The blonde grumbled.
"Peace offering." Izaya sighed sitting down next to the other teen. "I was quick to judge."
"Aren't you always? Forget it. My fault for believing in our stupid promise."
"Shizu-chan, you changed so much. It was a shock." Izaya reached out poking the blonde's cheek. It wasn't the soft sponginess he remembered. "It'll take a bit of getting used to. Are you at least going to let me try?"
"...might as well." The blonde sighed. "I waited this long for you."
"Yeah. You did." Izaya handed over the cake. "So who's this Tanaka-sempai, Dotachin thinks is your boyfriend?"
"A friend." The teen shrugged.
"Just a friend? Friend has many definitions."
"Just a friend. Couldn't really see anyone else when I had already promised to save myself, could I? Strange though. I actually had three girls ask me out in junior high."
"Shizu-chan, shut up." Izaya scowled. "Let's skip the rest of the day."
"Why?"
"Our long awaited date. I want to hear about the Shizu-chan in junior high."
"It's only our second day."
"We can stop by the bakery. My treat." Izaya grinned brushing himself down as he stood. Holding out his hand, he watched the blonde take it. Slim, sexy, Shizu-chan.
"Thanks. I don't have any money on me."
"Your parents didn't give you any?" Izaya asked skipping towards the gates, hand in hand.
"I didn't want to take it. I got into a gang fight last week. The damages got billed to my parents." His Shizu-chan kept up with ease.
"Ouch. That can't have been cheap. Well I have plenty to cover your sweet tooth." Izaya grinned squeezing the strong hand in his own. "Now, junior high?"
"Oh. I was still fat when I started. The upper years bugged me from the start, then Tanaka Tom interrupted and-"
"I changed my mind." Izaya sulked. "I don't want to hear about it."
"Then why ask?" The blonde grumbled at his side.
"Protozoan."
"Flea."
Izaya sighed, the two of them leaving the school premises. "I love you, Shizu-chan."
"Liar. You said it would take getting used to. That means-"
Izaya pressed their lips together, quickly backing away as they walked down the street.
"What was that for?"
"It's a kiss. Because you don't believe me. Your sweet tooth hasn't changed and neither has your heart."
"...really?" The blonde questioned dubiously.
"Really." Izaya confirmed with a nod.
"...good. I was worried you were one of those chubby chasers. I mean I still eat the same and I'm still like this."
"Shizu-chan!" Izaya mock gasped. "I'm insulted you'd think that. I like you in any shape or size. It's the inhuman strength of yours that will take some getting used to. Maybe I can help you control it."
"Yeah. You can try. Hey, flea."
"What is with that nickname?" Izaya muttered.
The blonde didn't respond sneaking a kiss. "I love you too."
Izaya froze, blinking slowly. With a groan he looked over his boyfriend. "I miscalculated. We should have met in our second year."
"Huh? What are you saying? You didn't want us to meet?"
Izaya clung to the teen before he could break away. "I didn't mean it like that." With another sigh, Izaya averted his eyes. "You'll understand soon enough. I'm more mature than you-"
"Hah. Yeah right. You're like a little kid." The blonde scoffed. "You're jealous of Tom-sempai."
"Shizu-chan, shut up before I make you."
"I'm stronger than you and mmph!"
Izaya smirked pulling the other teen into a small alleyway. Quite easily he pinned the blonde's wrists against the bricks nipping at his lips.
"Oi!"
"I meant this, protozoan. You have no idea what I want to do to you." Izaya sighed staring at the blonde's soft lips. "What I've dreamt of doing to you. I could eat you whole-"
"You turned to cannibalism now?"
Izaya smirked resting his head forward against the blonde's shoulder. "You have much to learn, Shizu-chan. Don't worry, I'll teach you everything. Ne, look forward to my seventeenth birthday."
"That's next year. Who knows if we'll even be together."
"We will." Izaya grinned taking a healthy step back. "The year after that and the year after that."
"If you say so." The blonde shrugged holding out his hand. Izaya took it, the two of them continuing on their short journey to the bakery.
"And the year after that and the year after that and-"
"Izaya, shut up. That's annoying."
"And the year after th-" Izaya groaned hitting the wall. "Definitely have to work on your strength control."
End
