Title- An Amalgamation
Pairing- Shizaya (Shizuo x Izaya) Sebaciel (Sebastian x Ciel)
Slight Pairings- Sebazaya and Shiciel
Rated- M
Disclaimer- I do not own any characters. All characters belong to Durarara! and Kuroshitsuji... Only the story line is mine ^.^
Warnings- Boy x boy (yaoi), Smut, Jealousy, Blood, Fighting, the usual hot guys and stuff...
A/N - Hey my lovely readers. Sorry it took so long to poop this chapter out, but I seriously didn't know where to go from the first chapter. But then I realized I should probably make a plot line (which I never do) and voila~ I came up with an actual story. So this story will (hopefully, if everything goes as planned) have 28 chapters plus 1 epilogue. God, that seems so long, but it'll be manageable. I realize that the Sebazaya will be very present in future chapters, but the Shiciel will be a lot smaller and with less action. Sorry guys, I just don't like pedophilia all that much unless a certain sexy demon (cough*Sebastian*cough) does it.
Thank you for all the faves/follows/reviews. You guys surprised me with the amount! So many peeps seem interested :D
Also, I don't have a BETA, but if anyone's willing, I'm always up for a go. So if there are any mistakes, please tell or kindly ignore ^^ Sorry, but this chapter is short (shortest in any of my stories) and doesn't really have anything new, but expect a lot more action (or, well, plotline) in the next chapter :D And now...
Enjoy~
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"It's about time, Informant-san. I thought you would leave us hanging." A burly man in a purple tweed suit wrinkled his nose in distaste as he eyed the young male from head to toe, and back again.
Izaya did his best to remain composed, suppressing the desire to shudder at the man's horribly thick Japanese accent. Instead, he smiled mockingly as he switched the language to English when he replied.
"Ah, I like to be fashionably late, Mr. Jones." He didn't miss the way the guards were more numerous than they had been when the older man had first come to Japan, nor did he miss how the group around the two was slowly tightening.
Jones seemed to visibly relax as his native tongue became the main language to communicate.
"Of course you do," the older male replied, and Izaya was quick to catch the look of pure and utter disdain flashing through his eyes. "A sly and vile man such as yourself."
This is it. Izaya thought with a smirk as the man made a motion with his left hand. And now he is finally showing his true colors. Time to run.
Izaya jumped backwards, using one of the guards heads as leverage to propel himself higher. He deftly bounced over the group now trying to capture him, occasionally using body parts to run over the crowd.
"After him!"
"The bastard's getting away!"
"Hold fire until ordered to!"
The informant barely heard them screaming after himself as he began to run for the door out of the waiting room. People began to run in different directions, all of their destinations the same - get away from him.
As he ran through the door, he was slightly surprised to see one man still holding the door, but ignored it in favour of continuing to run. Well ahead of the rest, he slowly skidded to a complete stop, turning back as he did so.
Smirk still fixated, he thumbed the handles of the disposable knives with both hands in coat pockets. He could see worried glances pointed in his direction, not for him as much as for themselves.
Ah, they recognise me.
And those who didn't recognize the infamous, red-eyed man were quickly told of him through hushed whispers behind quivering hands.
The men chasing him surrounded him in a circle, different then before because they had more space between themselves and the informant. This gave Izaya the space he loved, enough to maneuver around on his own to put on a show, as well as have handy objects in case he needed a propellant.
It's going exactly as planned~
But when the airport security suddenly burst in from all directions, he felt his shoulders slump in gloom and his smile slip into a frown.
Damned justice.
The men surrounding him quickly put away their guns and dispersed, leaving Izaya alone.
But he needn't have gone into his bored state so soon as he heard a voice call his name, a voice belonging to only one person he knew.
Or should I say, only one monster I knew.
""Izaaayyyaaaaa-kuuuunnn, why the hell are you in 'Bukuro again?" Shizuo yelled as he threw a chair at the informant.
And now the fun begins once again, despite it not being pleasant at all. And reeking of shit.
Izaya ran off to the side, laughing at the irony of his own thoughts.
"Ah, Shizu-chan! I really didn't expect you to be here. What an unpleasant surprise! And just for your information, this is Shinjuku, not Ikebukuro. You're in my turf~" Izaya smirked at the blonde's - what's new? - stupidity as he pulled out a switch blade from his sleeve.
"The hell louse, I'll kill you!"
And now the usual clash of agility against brute strength before I run off to enjoy the rest of my day away from this imbecile.
The two strongest men of Tokyo went sprinting towards each other, thoughts of the other's pain used to propel them closer.
But just as they were about to clash, both took notice of a child between them, and skidded to a stop.
What the heck? Where - and when - did this kid come?
Izaya dropped his switchblade in shock, almost cringing in disgust at his own inaptitude to notice beforehand.
But he was pleased to see that the kid didn't only manage to shock him. Shizuo seemed to be going through the same thoughts as he stared at the kid with wide eyes.
When the informant was about to open his mouth to make some type of witty remark at the brute, the kid beat him to it.
And he was in for a surprise when he realised that the kid was completely ignoring the two men in favour for another standing a few feet away.
"Sebastian Michaelis, what is the meaning of this?"
The man addressed was a long, lanky man with an ever-present smirk. He bowed to the young boy and stood upright again.
"I'm sorry, Young Master. I was caught up in a little sideshow."
"I see that." The boy looked at the two. "But I'm here now. Carry my belongings."
Izaya felt an eye twitch at the kid's outright disrespect and arrogance. He could tell by the still-stupefied look on Shizuo's face that the monster didn't get a single word of what was going on between the "master" and "servant", since they both were taking in English.
Well, they do look like foreigners as well. Must be from England, based on the accent and appearances of them both. But their speech, it seems to be an older type than the usual English accent most people have.
Meanwhile, the tall man was bowing once more.
"Of course. And... Welcome to Japan."
Hahaa! These two make such an amusing show to watch. It's like they think they're above humans. Must be some rich guy's son and his man-servant.
Just as Izaya was about to open his mouth to tell these two off for being such a comedy act, Shizuo beat him to it.
"Hey, who the hell do you two dweebs think you are?! Can't you see we are in the middle of something? Take your stupid asses outta the way before I pummel you with the Flea!"
Of course, Shizu-chan has to ruin everything with his vulgar speech and blunt actions. And to top it off, he yells at them in Japanese! As is they'd understand such a language when they are foreigners.
But to Izaya's surprise, both the newcomers seem to understand the blonde just fine, judging by the annoyed, dismissive glance of the child and the amused glint in the eyes of the tall man.
The man with the bright red eyes and jet-black hair turned his attention to the ex-bartender after a curt nod from the sassy, young boy. Putting a hand to his heart - he's seriously taking his dramatizing actions too far! - he bowed to the two men.
"Sorry for interrupting your fight, but please, feel free to continue. We were just heading out anyways."
All said in perfect, flawless Japanese.
Turning away from the two, he picked up the luggage the boy was holding and lead the boy out. The two strongest men could only stare in wonder as the other two left. After the usual chatter of an airport began to awaken once the citizens realised there was no fighting, both snapped out of their stupor to glare at each other.
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Kasuka frowned as he stood up from his chair. He was to make his way to his airplane in less than ten minutes, and his brother wasn't back yet. Shizuo had told him he'd be back right away, but that was more the fifteen minutes ago!
Kasuka could only reason that Shizuo had a good explanation for not coming back, but the actor was really hoping for a proper goodbye before he left for Canada. After all, he wouldn't be back in a while, and he knew Shizuo would never travel to meet him.
After wandering the vast halls in search of his older brother, and mildly wondering what all the commotion was, he was starting to get impatient. But when he drew closer to where there was a lot of mayhem, and people running out of a certain room, he heard the whispered names of "Shizuo" and "Izaya", and suddenly knew the reason for Shizuo's lack of return. There was only one man who could take Shizuo's attention away from Kasuka, and that was Izaya Orihara.
Mind you, Kasuka didn't really hate the informant. Hate was such a strong word, and Kasuka had little energy to go around hating people. After all, he wasn't his brother, and his stamina wasn't the best.
But he rationally believed that it was within grounds for him to dislike Izaya. The young man had ruined his life, indirectly, in more ways than one. The largest motive his dislike was surrounded on was his older brother. By making Shizuo angry every day, and playing with him as if he was nothing more than an amusing, broken toy, the sly young male became an affixed centre of Kasuka's aversion.
So as the actor made his way to the interior of the chaos, he found his hands squeezing the handle of his tote bag a little more tighter, his ears being bombarded by the noise of the pandemonium around him, and his heart feeling a little heavier with each step.
By the time he had made it to the room, the noise had begun to die down, showing the end - or pause - of a fight. He saw his brother standing in the middle of the room, panting a little. There was a broken chair lying a little ways away from him. He didn't seem to have any injuries, so Kasuka could breathe a sigh of relief. The less the wounds, the less the reminders.
After he did a full body check of his brother from the distance, he turned his attention to the man his brother was glaring at. Izaya Orihara.
Said man was also breathing a little heavily, though it showed far less. He had on a grin that threatened to turn into a frown any moment as he kept on the glaring contest he seemed to be having with Shizuo. His brown-red eyes were bright, showing he was still ready for a fight (or to run away). His pocketknife seemed to have fallen in the little disarray that was present, so his hand were empty.
Looks like it's safe to go to them. Kasuka thought as he exhaled the breath he was holding in, in relief.
So he took one step, just to measure the waters and see if he had their attention yet, but it seemed he was relatively ignored. He took another, and the procession was the same until he had made it to his brother's side, just an arm reach away.
Izaya was the first to notice him, and his unrelenting gaze swiftly moved to eye him in discreet suspicion. Kasuka had to work to suppress the shiver that threatened to take over his body as those sharp eyes warily glared at him. They were calculating, and Kasuka could faintly make out the makings of a plan in action behind those irises before they lightened up and all readability vanished. Kasuka almost winced when he saw the shit-eating grin plaster itself over the informant's features.
"Kasuka-kun! How nice of you to drop by! I knew dirt-poor Shizu-chan couldn't be here for himself..." With that said, Izaya's gaze slid over to Shizuo to watch his reaction.
Shizuo's eye twitch in anger and he gritted his teeth, but that was the only signs of annoyance he showed towards Izaya's mocking. Instead of fighting back, he turned to Kasuka with an apologetic face.
"Sorry, Kasuka. I almost forgot about your flight when I noticed Izaya was here..." Kasuka concealed the urge to wince at his brother's rude bluntness. Shizuo continued without noticing his own offensiveness. "But it's almost time for you to go right? Well, we should head off now, or you'll miss your flight. Can't have you doing that."
Kasuka nodded, delighted inside when he saw how Izaya took to being ignored. The informant seemed to be one very pissed off soul right now.
Luckily, Izaya merely shrugged it off as he turned to leave, waving goodbye to Shizuo and voicing a farewell to Kasuka before sprinting off.
He was sadly ignored.
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Namie watched the computer screen in front of her in boredom. She had finished her files easily and was now sporting a cup of coffee while wondering what to do.
Just as she was about to turn to her picture of her brother, Seiji, the door was opened and in burst the informant, making a dramatic entrance as he was prone to do.
Namie rolled her eyes as he ran in and flopped onto the couch, head-first. It seemed she would be getting no more peace for the next few hours.
"Naaamiieeeeeeee~"
Yes, she would definitely not be getting any more peace, and she miserably said goodbye to it as it flew out the window upon her boss's arrival.
Well, at least she wouldn't be working overtime.
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"Sebastian, what hotel did you book for us?" Ciel asked nonchalantly as he watched his butler put the luggage in the back of a limousine he bought.
Sebastian closed the trunk and moved to open the back door for his master. "I didn't book a hotel, My Lord. I've bought us the pent-house of a large condominium. Is that not to your liking? I'm sure we'll be able to get a hotel room booked for you in no time."
Ciel shook his head as he stepped into the limo. "That won't be necessary. In the meantime, I would like you to ride in the back of the limousine with me. You have hired a driver, right?"
"Yes, my lord."
A/N- Whoo- that took forever to write out, and I don't even know why. Gosh, the ending was so much lamer than I was hoping, but I'm pooped. Well, hehee, expect the Izaya x Sebastian interaction next chappie ;) Hopefully, I'll be able to get it out sometime this week, or month... Yeah, probably a week now that I have motivation again. And gosh, all the reviews! Only for the first chapter too! Wowwiee 0.0
So, now the replies to your awesome reviews (keep 'em coming):
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