Mikachi: Warnings, this chapter is sad if I did well. Involves character death with a side of unexpected depressing factor. :( I hate the dream I had, but it just screamed 'you have to make this a story!' lol And Shizuo doesn't have his strength in this story, he's just a normal guy. Who can totally have random moments of extremely awesome martial art skills that he never even knew existed. Pfft, who doesn't do that? *whistling*

Tarochi: Spoiler alert. Lol.

Disclaimer: I do not own DuRaRaRa! if i did, it would be a longer series xD

The New Wielder

A few years later…

Shizuo opened his eyes slowly and looked at the morning light pouring in from the window. He sat up and saw his mom and brother sleeping in the other bed across the room. His brother, Kasuka, was about eight months old, and Shizuo loved him to no end, even adored him. Shizuo smiled widely as he remembered that it was his sixteenth birthday today. How could he forget? This would be the greatest day of his life! When you turn sixteen, you officially become a man in the village. Shizuo could finally get a good job and start supporting his family. The people in the village would probably start saying he should get married soon, but he just didn't think that way about any of the girls in the village. In fact, he had always felt awkward around all girls but his mother, so he was quite relieved when Kasuka turned out to be a boy.

Shizuo stood up and slid into his clothes quietly so as not to wake his mother. He walked into the kitchen-like area in the next room and started cooking breakfast. When he finished, he went back into the bedroom to find his mother awake and playing with Kasuka, who was smiling widely at his mother's goofy expression.

"Morning mom," Shizuo said, smiling widely at Kasuka.

"Good morning, Shizuo," She said, handing Kasuka to him as she stood up, "Happy birthday!"

"Thanks. Breakfast is on the table," He said, throwing Kasuka up in the air a couple of times.

"It's your birthday, you should let me make it next time," She said, frowning and wagging her finger at him, "Besides, I need to make your cake! You're going to love it."

"Of course I am, mom. It's your cooking, how could I not?" Shizuo asked, smiling and following her into the kitchen, "But remember that we have to be quiet, Ketsueki Akai Sakura is supposed to be near town."

"I'm sure they won't come through here, but we can never be too careful. It'll just be me, you, and Kasuka here," She said, "Now go play with your brother while I bake your birthday cake."

"Okay. Just be careful not to burn yourself," He said, walking into the other room and playing with his brother.

In a few hours, they had eaten the cake and taken a walk, Kasuka smiling at the villagers they passed. The three were in front of their house when they suddenly heard a scream.

"Help! It's the Ketsue -" The man didn't get to finish his sentence, a gruesome sound of flesh being torn echoed through the town before the chaos started. There were screams everywhere and Shizuo grabbed his mother, who was holding Kasuka, and ran into his house, locking the door behind them.

Shizuo motioned his mother to hide below the window with him, panic on his face. They were on the slope of a hill, so if Shizuo looked up a little he could see down the road. Their window was also very low on the wall, which could be bad or good depending if the Ketsueki Akai Sakura were still in town.

Kasuka was luckily staying very quiet, but he was starting to get a whiny look on his face as if he was about to cry.

"Shhh, shhh, it's okay, Kasuka," His mother cooed him, trying not to be loud.

Shizuo peeked out the window to see if they were gone. His eyes widened when he saw the figures a few houses down, facing away from him. He glanced around and saw that most of the villagers were lying on the ground, covered in blood and probably dead.

Shizuo nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a shout, but soon realized it was someone across the street from his house.

"Hey, murderers! You can't just kill anyone you see, we all have lives and family!" A man yelled as he ran towards the group. One of the women, she had bright white hair and her eyes looked red to Shizuo, even from down the street, spun around swiftly and threw four small weapons.

Time seemed to slow down to Shizuo as his eyes trailed the four deadly stars, watching three of them sail into the mans neck. His eyes widened as he watched the fourth fly all the way up to his house, through his window, and into the back of Kasuka's head.

Shizuo stared at his brother, his mouth wide open in shock. His mother looked at Shizuo, at Kasuka, and back at Shizuo again. Kasuka smiled a small smile at his brother before his head fell limp over his mother's arm. The shuriken in the back of his head scratched his mother's arm, but she didn't notice.

"Wait, no…that didn't really happen, did it? Ahaha, that was just my imagination! Kasuka's…just taking a nap…" His mother said, her eyes tearing up as she smiled at Shizuo.

Shizuo just stared at his mother holding his brother, barely registering the voices of the group.

"Hey, Izumi, looks like your aim is getting worse," Said a red-haired man, swinging his sword over his shoulder.

"Shut up, Kai, my shurikens have a spell on them. It probably hit some stray dog or something," She said, glaring at the man.

Shizuo turned back to his mother as he realized she was getting up. He tried to stop her, but before he could act, she had run out the door, screaming and waving her free arm. Without even looking, the woman named Izumi threw another star that landed in the middle of her forehead. She fell backwards in what seemed like slow motion to Shizuo.

He looked down the street and saw the group laughing, but it all felt far away to him. It hadn't even registered in his mind that the only family of his had just been taken in the flick of a wrist.

Shizuo stood and walked to his front door, his limbs hanging limply at his sides like a zombie. Tears started pouring down his cheeks as he walked down the street, the group not noticing him behind them. When he started laughing like a maniac and crying at the same time, they turned around and looked at him oddly.

"Hey, Meroko, what do you think is up with this guy?" Izumi asked, leaning her arm on the other's shoulder.

"Hell if I should know. Can we just kill him already?" Meroko asked, holding up her daggers like a fork and knife, smiling.

Shizuo's vision went black and white, blurry at the edges as if looking through plastic. The only think not black or white was the red of Izumi's eyes. They looked as if they were glowing, driving him into insanity as they bore holes into his soul.

"You…You killed them. Heehee, they're dead! All of them…But it was…you," Shizuo said, lifting up a shaky finger to point at Izumi.

"That's it, I'm getting bored of this nutcase," Kanata said, aiming his bow at Shizuo's chest. They rest of them charged towards Shizuo, going in for the kill.

Shizuo giggled, and lept forward with more agility than any of them had seen before. The shock soon wore off and they started charging him again, angry that he even considered fighting them. Natsu was a few inches from Shizuo, about to place a bomb on his shirt, when Shizuo placed his foot on Natsu's neck, creating a sickening crack. Meroko was the next to come for Shizuo, but she was more cautious. She lashed out at him and created a large slash across his forehead, only to have her wrist grabbed as he brought his other fist to her gut, making her kneel on the ground. Shizuo swung his foot in the air and brought it down on her head, splattering his shoe with blood.

Kanata scowled and shot an arrow at Shizuo's face, but was shocked when Shizuo grabbed it inches from its mark. Shizuo turned and looked at Kanata crookedly, smiling through the blood covering his face. He wheeled his arm back and threw the arrow at an incredible speed, sending it straight through Kanata's left eye.

"Well, guess it's my turn now," Kai said, grunting.

He reached down and unsheathed his sword, swinging it a few times before charging at Shizuo, screaming. With the state Shizuo was in, he failed to realize that the sword was as big as Kai himself and razor sharp, decorated with a red ruby on the hilt and a red streak down the center of the blade. No, Shizuo didn't notice how terrifying Kai was with his eyes narrowed and his sword swinging in the air like a snake. Because Kai would be nothing in a matter of seconds. Shizuo laughed one last time before he ducked under Kai's sword and stuck his fingers into the man's eye sockets. He flattened his other hand and chopped the pressure point between Kai's shoulder blade and neck, killing him instantly.

Shizuo hadn't noticed that in the midst of the battle, Izumi had run into the forest and away from the battle she knew she could not win. He fell onto his knees, surrounded by the corpses of the four murderers. Shizuo himself was now a murderer. His vision suddenly returned to normal, and he lifted up his hands to look at the blood pooling in his palms.

"No…no, no, no. That…I…what…?" He asked himself, looking around. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something glowing.

Shizuo turned around swiftly, sitting on the blood-covered ground and backing away franticly. His eyes focused on the glowing object, and he realized that it was Kai's sword. It looked like it was…shrinking? No, the blade was getting smaller, but wider. The hilt grew a little, almost like it was making itself fit Shizuo. The ruby on the hilt turned into a bright emerald, so beautiful that Shizuo had to stare. Emerald green swirls started to form along the edge of the blade, and the glowing faded out quickly.

Shizuo stood and slowly walked over to the sword, placing his hand on the hilt as if to pick it up. He felt a deep, shaking feeling in his core, as if telling him to pick it up. Shizuo slowly lifted the sword, and was surprised to find that it weighed very little. Glancing over at Kai's corpse, he noticed that the sheath had also changed, matching the sword. Shizuo walked to Kai's corpse and lifted the sheath from his waist, buckling it onto himself and inserting the sword. A perfect fit.

Shizuo didn't know what was going on, but when he looked up and saw his family's corpses, he knew he had to get out of there before he went insane with grief. Tears poured down his cheeks and he turned and ran into the forest, not knowing where he was going.

Mikachi: wow…T.T…that was depressing. I had to end the chapter here because my computer time is up and I didn't want to make it longer than 9 'Microsoft Word' pages :l