Mikachi: well, I just realized I have the attention span of a two year old. I have this spur of imagination and I love a story and I write a few chapters and then. Get. Bored. :( So chances are I might get bored of this story, but since its so awesome and I planned it out this time xD IM SHTICKIN WITH ET. Sorry if you cannot understand my language, but youll know if u read that out loud xD Ok, finishing the ramble. Time for epicness…after the disclaimer xD For character point of view switch, it's (!) and for time skip its (-) just to make it clear ^.^
Disclaimer: I do not own DuRaRaRa!
The Stranger with Red Eyes
Shizuo ran into the woods in a random direction, not even paying attention to the fact that he was wounded. He was afraid, and he felt like he had nothing left. Just wanting to get away from the scene of the disaster, he flew through the bushes for miles, running for hours with no destination.
He soon had to slow down as he could feel pain growing in his head. Shizuo's vision started to blur, but he kept staggering and limping through the woods in the opposite direction of his village. The village he called home, Zerrok.
Remembering the name of his village, he felt like crying again but was all cried out. He didn't have any more tears to shed even if he wanted to.
Shizuo turned around sharply as he heard the crack of a branch. He looked around, but everything was blurry and tinted red. Confused, he reached up to his forehead and sucked in air as he felt a sharp pain. He faintly remembered being cut by somebody…but that was not important right now.
"Who's…Who's there?" He called groggily, his hand going to his sheathed sword.
"You're hurt," a voice said matter-of-factly. Shizuo couldn't tell whether it was man or woman, but he didn't really care. The voice echoed all around Shizuo, so he couldn't tell where the person was hiding. The fact that it was night didn't help Shizuo find the voice, either.
"Sh…Show yourself!" Shizuo said, trying to sound menacing, but he was quickly losing consciousness. I have to stay awake, I know that much! He thought frantically to himself. Shizuo spun around slowly, looking in all directions for the other person.
(!)
The other person smirked, watching the blonde man from the trees. It could tell that he was about to faint. The fool was staggering around like a drunk, covered in blood, with his hand on his sword sheath. The voice decided that the man wouldn't be able to defend himself even if he tried. It squinted at the sword, and was momentarily shocked as he saw what it was. Ah…So he is the new wielder of Kuron. Smirking, the voice made its decision.
(!)
Shizuo still wasn't having any luck finding the voice, but he knew it was still nearby. The hair on the back of his neck stood up, and he turned around. There was nothing there, just like he expected. He could tell that he was going to lose consciousness very soon because his eyes were already closing from exhaustion.
"Show…yourself, damn it," He said quietly, hoping it might work. The last thing he saw before he passed out was a pair of red eyes staring at him from the shadows. Then he fell limply to the forest floor.
Mikachi: Okay, I need to end it here. This is THE perfect place for questions! We only know two people with red eyes…is it Izumi coming to avenge her comrades, maybe finish what she started? Or is it cheeky Izaya, who may be a little OOC in this story XD you'll have to wait to find out…maybe an hour. xD