Story: Tides
Rating: M-MA
Triggers: Bullying, Smut, Rape, Gay themes
Summary: A new school, new and old friends, and enemies galore. Especially for Izaya and Shizuo who just can't seem to get along. But one will find out that the tides that pull away will bring them close together. But will the other accept?
Genre(s): Drama/Romance/Angst
Pairing(s): ShizuoxIzaya, TomxShizuo, ShinraxIzaya, KadotaxIzaya, ShinraxCelty
Chapter 2: Introductions and Hobbies
Shizuo groaned lightly at the persistant beeping of the clock next to him. He let out a sigh, not even looking at the time, and flailed his arms around to hit the snooze button. Instead he knocked it over and, groaned louder, finally getting up and turning the clock off altogether. With his feet on the floor, the faux blonde yawned the sleep away and stood up to get ready for his first day of high school. He was nervous overall, unsure on how he should present himself to the class. If anything he wanted to make a good first impression, make lots of friends, and hang out like a normal teen would.
Looking at his reflection, the teen noticed some budding brown poking from his roots. He'd need a touch-up and a hair-cut soon. 'I should've gotten this done yesterday...' Shizuo thought to himself. After brushing his teeth and doing his best to hide the brown in his hair, Shizuo went downstairs to make himself a light breakfast. Just as his toast was coming out the toaster, Kasuka made his way downstairs, yawning as well. Shizuo smiled, plating the buttered toasted bread on a plate and giving it to his little brother.
"G'mornin." Shizuo greeted, ruffling the child on his head.
"Morning, Nii-san." Kasuka greeted back, munching on his piece of bread.
Between Shizuo and Kasuka, they were almost like polar opposites. Kasuka was quiet and near emotionless. His face remained plain as day, no matter the situation, whereas Shizuo, one could say, was like any other person out there. However they were as close as brothers could be, and not once did Kasuka ever misunderstand Shizuo, and vice versa. Partly due to Kasuka's quiet nature, Shizuo spoke often and Kasuka would listen to his brother. It would seem rather one sided, but Shizuo knew if Kasuka had any worries, he'd tell Shizuo and Shizuo would listen. At least it was shown that the two loved each other, as brotherly brothers should, and both their parents, depite their personalities, was glad their boys got along so greatly.
The blonde sat down with his toast and they ate in peace, Shizuo taking his time to enjoy breakfast, and worry again about school. It didnt take long for the both of them to finish, so Shizuo walked up to his bedroom to change into his uniform. The blue uniform hung beside his bed, and standing in front of the mirror, Shizuo put it on and fixed it up. He struggled with his tie, and finally got fed up with it, stuffing it in his bag along with supplies. He ran back down one last time to exchange his slippers for shoes and looked back at the house.
"I'm leaving."
The walk to school was quiet and dull. Shizuo had his hands stuffed in his pockets, aimlessly walking until he met up with a few students who wore the same outfit as he did. It wasn't long when he happened upon the gates of Raijin Academy. Shizuo took a deep breath, stepping into the gates, and suddenly he had a weird feeling crawl over him. It was an odd feeling, something he'd never felt before. He frowned slightly, lifting his gaze up just in time to see a kid in a black outfit on the top balcony look over at him. Their eyes met for a few moments, Shizuo's face scrunching up, and he could swear the other kid smiled at him. The smile, held no friendly emotion however. Bah, he'd just ignore this guy whenever possible.
Continuing the walk, Shizuo walked up to the board where the list of classes were and looked for his name. He was on the last sheet when he heard a voice call out to him.
"Heiwajima-san!"
Wide eyed, Shizuo looked around for whom was calling him, and was greeted with a hug, and a flash of brown hair. "U-uwah?" Shizuo stammered out, pulling the person away from him with one arm. It was when he got a good look at his face, that Shizuo was able to recognize his childhood buddy. "Shinra?"
Shinra grinned at Shizuo happily and clasped his hands together. "Long time no see buddy! I'm glad you came to Raijin too!"
"Y-yea, I guess." Shizuo mumbled, scratching his head sheepishly. Thank heavens for Shinra though, Shizuo thought. He figured he was going to have to make some new friends on his own, and given his awkward nature, he wasn't sure if he could do that on his own. It was good to see a familiar face at least.
"And luckily, we're in the same class too!" Shinra rambled on. "C'mon! I wanna get a good seat."
Shizuo let himself get puled along out of the croud, but eventally was able to get his arm back and follow Shinra to their class. As stated, Shizuo and Shinra were childhood friends. They attended the same primary school, in which they created a fast bond to one another and have stuck close ever since. It was more like Shinra stuck close to Shizuo, while the fake blonde tolerated him, due to Shinra being annoying most of the time. But he was a friend none-the-less, and he was thankful for a familiar face.
"It's gonna be great being in the same class as you know? Oh also, I have a buddy you should meet. He's a pretty interesting character." Shinra pointed out.
Shizuo raised an eye brow and tilted his head. As much as he wasnted to make friends, he wasn't sure if he should trust Shinra or not. It was bad enough having one essentric friend, but two would be a bit much. The blonde shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "I guess," was all he mumbled as they entered the classroom. Shizuo took a seat next to the window, and Shinra sat in the seat next to him. More students filed in, some talking amongst one another until the teacher walked in. Once everyone was settled and quiet, she introduced herself.
"Good morning first years! My name is Ms. Hinomori, and I'll be your homeroom and English Teacher. I like reading travel guides during my spare time, and candle waxing. If you ever have any questions, I'll be sure to always be available for you guys."
Ms. Hinomori smiled at her students, a finger tapping on her desk. "Now, we're gonna start from this side of the class and introduce each other to one another, since you're all class mates, and will be graduating with each other."
One by one the students stood up and introduced themselves, some even giving a personal fact about themselves. When it was Shinra's turn the speckled teen had a wide grin on his face, and a radiant gleam about him. "My name is Shina Kishitani. I want to go into the medical field just like my father and marry the famous biker Celty Sturluson."
The class raised their eye brows a bit, some even giggled and called it impossible for Shinra to ever even have a chance of meeting Celty. Regardless the air in the class lifted a bit more as students continued introducing themselves, next being Shizuo. The blonde stood up and scratched his head. All he had to say was his name and a fact about himself right? He stuffed a hand in his pocket.
"Ah... my name is Heiwajima Shizuo... It's nice to meet you all." Quickly sitting back down, the blonde, felt like forever had passed when the next person stood to introduce themselves. At least he got his name out. When introductions were over the bell rung for the next class. Instead of the students moving classes, the teachers did instead. And with the teacher gone the students began socializing a lot more actively than when class first started.
The heavy cloud of nervousness that wafted over the new students were gone and replaced with intruged minds and those eager to know one another. One of which, a female student approaching Shizuo. "Shizuo-kun?" the blonde looked at the girl and stared at her curiously. She returned his stare with a smile. "It is you! We went to primary school together."
Shizuo couldnt place her name or face, drumming a hand on his desk and averting his eyes from her. "Sorry. I dont remember you." He felt guilty, but it wasn't quite his fault he couldnt remember anyone's face aside from Shinra's from primary school. The girl looked at him a bit disappointed and waved her hand dismissively.
"Oh it's alright. We never talked or anything but I just wanted to say hi. It's nice seeing you." the girl smiled and walked off to her friends. Shizuo watched her walk away, his peripherals catching Shinra staring at him. The blond raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.
"You could've been a little nicer to her." Shinra pointed out.
"Why're you so nosy? Don't you have anything else to do?" Shizuo grunted. He hated when Shinra meddled in his business. Sometimes it was alright, but majority of the time it ended in it being a bother for Shizuo, and left him irritated.
Shinra pushed his glasses up, laughing at Shizuo's question. "It doesn't look like you'll be making any friends unless I meddle. Trust me, the guy I know is a pretty interesting guy. I'm sure you both will get along."
Huff.
"Sure. Whatever you say."
Shizuo wasn't all that sure.
Another few classes rolled by, before lunch time came. Students eagerly hopped out their seats to get into the bread line except a few who either had home made lunch or just weren't eating. Shinra stood up from his seat, grabbing his wallet from inside his desk.
"I'm gonna make a bread run. I'll get you some sweet bread and milk alright?"
Shizuo held up a hand to stop Shinra. "You don't have to. I can eat when I get home."
"Noooo way!" Shinra shook a single finger at Shizuo. "We're gonna eat lunch together. Me you and my friend I want you to meet."
Mocha orbs rolled in their sockets motion, Shizuo finally giving up on protesting against Shinra. The speckled male smiled, and laughed cheekily. "Meet me up on the roof then. I'll bring him by when i swing by his classroom."
Begrudgingly, Shizuo complied.
"My name is Izaya Orihara. My hobbies are reading, and studying. Please treat me kindly."
If anyone could read Izaya, they could tell his smile wasn't genuine. Izaya didn't care about school, nor really needed any of the classes he was taking. He was placed in the advanced class for getting high marks on his tests, but he was so far ahead of the other students he could skip school and still pass all his tests. Really, coming to school was useless, but he had a reason none-the-less.
Izaya liked reading. He also liked studying (to a point). But Izaya's true hobby was watching people. He was an observationist, one who observes and watches over the crowd. Human interactions, choices, actions; anything and everything humans do he watched them with trained eyes. Studied them up and down left and right. He would even go as far as to say he loved humans so much, all he wished to do was look at them. And today there was someone in particular he wanted to observe.
He didnt seem all that human to be exact, and this was something Izaya argued with himself in his head. There was something off about this kid, something Izaya wanted to find out, and find out he would. It would probably be sometime after he was introduced to Shinra's friend. The young child seemed delighted to be sharing a class with his childhood buddy, not that Izaya minded. After sharing a class with him all through middle school it was finally time for a break. He'd gotten a text to meet with him on the school roof for lunch, perhaps his buddy would be there too. Wouldn't hurt to grab a bit of intel before he meets him right?
So when the lunch bell rang, Izaya filled out like the rest of his classmates and posted against the wall. On his phone, the informant was lazily looking up things on his phone, and listening in on the conversations the students were having.
"I talked to Shizu-chan today!"
'Ah, school's just started and people already have crushes.'
Izaya upturned his nose and furrowed his brows. The suffix of the word didn't seem to fit however. Usually, -chan, especially at this age, was given at the end of a girls name. Such as Hina-chan. Perhaps she has some odd woman crush on this Shizu-chan person... Wouldn't that be something?
Once the students were more sparce and there was room to roam around the home, Izaya closed his phone and looked up, just in time to see that blonde kid he was staring at earlier. His hands were tucked in his pocket, his stride resembled a shy meek person. However there was something not right about it. Call it a feeling of instinct, but this person wasn't who this person really is. He was hiding something.
He'd leave it for another day. As much as he wanted to meet Shinra's friend, Izaya had other matters to attend to. So he sent Shinra a quick message.
Izaya: Hai Hai~ Did you make your bread run already?
Gonna establish yourself as the group bread boy this early on?
Shinra: Go Die.
Izaya chuckled quietly at Shinra's reply.
Izaya: How rude =3=
Shinra: As are you. Assuming I'm going to be the bread boy.
Izaya: I didn't assume. I asked.
Anyways, don't think I can make it to your little pow wow
I have some other business to take care of
Shinra: Already? Are you still doing that stuff?
You know how dangerous this stuff is right?
Izaya: You worry about me too much haha
You're gonna make me fall in love with you if you keep worrying.
Shinra: Well I refuse your romantic attraction to me because I'm in love with Celty
Btw-
From there, Shinra sent lengthy paragraphs Izaya chose to ignore. He turned off his phone, and went walking around the school. Izaya walked down the hall and up a few steps to a classroom that was barely used. Sometimes it was given to clubs newly created, or used for study hall. But today, one of Raijin's most notorious gang members were in there. Smoking, gambling, eating junk food playing video games. Normal delinquent stuff that would get them expelled, had the leader of the group not been a rich kid with a controlling father who spoiled him. When Izaya opened the door he waved with a smile.
"Hello~ Nice to see you." the raven greeted cheerily. The group mumbled amongst themselves, before someone spoke up.
"Who are you?"
The smile grew on Izaya's face, everyone in the classroom getting cold chills down their spine. It was an innate feeling, one that everyone should have, especially about...
"My name... is Izaya Orihara. And my hobby is selling information."
The room was quiet, the man asking who Izaya was looked him up and down, and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Aite, so what's your deal huh? Did you come looking for a fight? Or let me guess, the teachers want me to come back?"
Izaya chuckled. "Oh no, that's not it at all. See I came to you guys, because I have someone I want you to beat up."
The man arched an eyebrow. "Ain't it kinda early in the year to be making enemies, pal? It's only the first day of school."
As correct as he may be, "Well of course not. Not when you've been putting up with his obnoxious attitude for years. It was such a drag being second in terms with him."
The men looked amongst each other as if agreeing, but the leader kept his face. "What's in it for us?"
"I'll pay you 200,000 yen if you do this job for me."
"You..."
Yuuki Note: I'm gonna try to update every week or so ^~^. Please fav and review this story! All comments are wonderful and appreciated ^u^
Hopefully every Monday, i can get a new chapter up, so we'll wait n see!