Disclamer: I do not own Durarara! or its characters. Nor do I own any of the alternatives.
"Are you okay?" the boy asked again; there was more concern in his voice. Hachimenroppi just stared back at him trying to register why he isn't in pain, or dead.
Who the hell are you!? Why didn't you let me fall? Why are you even here? You look like a high schooler and unless Izaya brought you here, it's not a place to people like you? Also how did you catch me? I was falling pretty fast if my math is right.
"Oh my Gosh, you're bleeding!" the blonde gasped and set the raven down on the ground and fumble stuff around the inside of his white messenger bag. Hachimenroppi sits up to examine the boy who stopped him from dying. He was wearing something similar to a bartender suit with its black vest and white collared shirt with black dress pants. But in addition to that, he was wearing a white scarf that covered the lower half of his face and a red and black triangle patterned belt hanging off on his right side. Aside from that, he almost looks like…
"Shizuo?" the raven asked. The other looked like the violent beast of Ikebukuro, but last he checked, he doesn't wear a scarf and didn't have a reddish eye color. Not to mention this kid looks younger than him. The blonde looked up and tilted his head in a puzzled look.
"S-sorry, but you're p-probably mistaking me for s-someone else," he stuttered and continued rummaging through his bag. "B-but I understand the c-confusion. H-he's my c-cousin."
What's with the sudden stuttering? He wasn't doing that before. Well if he's related to Shizuo, that would explain the catch. But this kid is nothing like that brute. Hmm whatever, I'm out of here. Besides, anyone from the Heiwajimas usually don't like the Oriharas. Hachimenroppi stood up and started to leave.
"W-Wait! You're bleeding a-a lot! I-If you don't t-t-treat it, i-it'll get infected," the blonde continue to stutter.
"I've dealt with worse kid. Go home," he merely replied. He continued out of the alley, but winced once felt his cuts sting as the boy grabbed hold of his slit wrist. The raven looked in his eyes that were pleading him to stay.
"I-I-I can't. P-Please, let me t-t-treat your wounds. I-I can't leave kn-knowing that someone w-was hurt." Hachimenroppi stared at the blonde's innocent face and gentle but pleading eyes. He sighed in disapproval, rolled his eyes, and turned to the other and nodded.
For a human and a Heiwajima, you sure have a way to be convincing with that face. Dammit, I must be getting soft.
They both sat down and Hachimenroppi offered his wrist. The other hand was stuffed in his pocket and gripped onto his knife; just incase this kid plans something funny. The blonde took out a first aid kit and an unopened water bottle. He opened the bottle and held it above the cuts.
"Th-This will st-st-sting," he warned before pouring the water onto the wounds, causing the raven to tense up. He dealt with worse, but it's always the first contact that lets him feel pain, everything else feel numb. The blonde then takes out a cotton ball from the kit and dabs it onto the cuts, absorbing the blood like the sketchbook the raven left at the roof.
Right, I should probably get that after I humor the kid.
"Umm…" the boy started, "c-can I ask w-w-what your n-name is?"
"Only if I know yours," Hachimenroppi replied. He could use the boy's name as another label on his recent page.
"Oh uhh, okay." He cleared his throat and looked up at the raven. "My n-name is Tsukishima Heiwajima; but you c-can call me Tsuki. I-It's nice to meet you," he said smiling.
"Hachimenroppi Orihara."
"Hachi- uhh…" The child named Tsukishima gave a puzzled face. "Can I call you Roppi-san?" The raven was dumbfounded.
It is not that hard to say. Not only that but I already have someone annoying me with a similar name. But at least it's better than Pi-chan I guess.
"Fine." Tsuki continues cleaning the cuts. He starts to unwrap the rest of the old bandages but paused as he stared at how far it traveled up Roppi's arm. He removed all of it to reveal old and recent scars traveling up his elbow. Some of them are still scabbed over but were poorly taken care of. Said raven glared at the blonde and tried to pull his arm away. But Tsuki pulled down his scarf from his mouth and brought it to his face; holding it gently with both hands, as if one wrong move and the raven would shatter like glass. Roppi could feel his cheeks warm up.
What the Hell!? What the hell are you doing? Don't do something like that to someone you don't even know. And why are you doing this. You are by far one of the strangest humans I've ever met!
"I'm sorry," the blonde whispered and Roppi could feel his nose and steady breathing on his palm. Roppi continues to pull away, but his grip was firm.
Why are you even sorry? We just met for crying out loud! What happens to me shouldn't concern you. And why are you doing something so embarrassing. I refuse to degrade so low that it needs to be pitied upon.
Before Roppi could flick open his knife and scare the kid off, Tsuki blinked before releasing Roppi and pulling his scarf back over his mouth to cover the redness in his cheeks.
"S-S-S-Sorry ab-bout th-that," he apologized and got back to work, taking a fresh bandage wrap and dress the arm nice and tightly. Not long after that, the wounds were covered, but Tsuki looked fidgety.
"I-I'm s-sorry to bug you a-about this Roppi-san… b-but could you h-help me g-get s-s-somewhere?" he asks hesitantly. "Uhh, I'm n-new around here so I'm st-still trying t-to find my way a-around."
Ah so that's why you're so nice; you needed something from me. You are just like the rest of them then.
"Depends on where," Roppi calmly responded and pulled his arm back into his jacket pocket and stood up to dust off the dirt off of his black jeans.
"I'm t-trying to get to Sh-Shizuo-san's house, b-but I-"
"You do realize that he's on a rampage right now right?"
"Y-Yes, I know. But he will be w-watching over me w-while I'm in school."
Is it just me, or is he stuttering less and less overtime? How odd. But right now I really don't wanna meet up with Shizuo after he's been chasing Izaya since noon. Ugh, don't either of them have jobs they need to do? But with me looking like my bastard cousin, he might punch me into a concrete wall.
Tsuki must have seen the disapproval face on Roppi, and got on his hands and knees and bowed.
"Please help me. I don't know anyone else here other than Shizuo-san and Kasuka-san. I am completely lost and I lost the address to Shizuo-san's apartment. Please, I'm begging you Roppi-san." The raven stared completely in shock.
I take it back, you are the strangest human I've ever met.
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