Story: Masks of Deception, Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara!
Note: A quote from Durarara! Volume 11 that Izaya as the narrator said was very interesting.
"I understand that if I take action when my mood is high, it won't turn out well for me in the end. Although there are many times I can't control myself and lead myself into terrible situations."
Just thought I'd leave that there. :P
In the end, I decided to go with the biology club. However, even the novels were sort of vague about this point in time so I'm trying to work with it, but I had a hard time writing this. I still really hope it wasn't too rushed. I swear I'm trying to keep this interesting. I'm gonna list random things about Shinra and Izaya.
The people that hurt Shinra were Nakura, Adabashi, Jinnai Yodogiri, and Kujiragi Kasane.
Izaya basically vowed to make Nakura's entire life hell.
Izaya locked Adabashi in his apartment for three days until he managed to escape with a broken leg of his own sheer will.
Izaya got rid of basically the whole Jinnai Yodogiri(in volume 11, he pretty much confirmed he had nothing against being stabbed) corporation.
Izaya had plans to get rid of Kasane Kujiragi as well, and that when Shizuo showed up, appearing to have befriended her. And also when he coincidentally really began to want to kill him, right before he threw down the crane tower.
And in the Epitome of Eighteen Histories, Izaya's part, he goes on to tell Shinra's sister the dangers of Shinra being involved with Shizuo because of the possibility of him getting hurt. Though it's possible that he was just trying to get her turned against Shizuo, he also was obviously jealous of Shinra and said to Kazane something to the degree of refusing to share Shinra with Shizuo(and also said to Shinra "I'd rather you cut your ties off him as soon as possible." Pffft He totally wanted Shinra to himself.
Also his conversation with Celty in Volume 9 before he punched the telephone pole kind of reminded me of Haruna's first conversation with Anri. "I could never hate Takashi for falling in love with somebody else, but the one he falls in love with; I won't forgive them." Or something like that.
I also believe that Shinra is Izaya's "god"((aka his past)).
((The thing about Haruna, I feel really bad for Celty and Anri, but I also feel bad for her, because Takashi used her and her family to get money! She said herself in spite of everything he did to her, she still loved him even when he basically threw her away when he "got bored of" her. He's a piece of scum that deserves to rot, and both Izaya(said for a teacher he was pretty stupid, and I agree. I'm glad they showed his evil past in the light novel) and Shizuo for once felt the same. Thank Narita that Shizuo got to beat him up in the Volume 2 epilogue. X3))
Plus, when he realized he might be betraying Shinra and that he would probably be mad at him, he laughed before punching a telephone pole.
Furthermore, he actually told Mikage that the "guy I thought was my best friend" just hung up on him in the hospital.
Also, before Shinra and Izaya talked on the phone in the hospital, Izaya had plans to leave because he knew they probably saw his pocket knife, therefore he seemed suspicious to them.
But suddenly after Shinra tells him "go die chest-first into an iceshaver", Izaya suddenly decides to stay at the hospital thinking, "might as well go out with a bang".
Kadota(despite all of his advice to stay away from Izaya) also said "If you want his love, you have to be his friend first. Start with your own to love him on the line, go to him as a friend on the line, and you will that he was unexpectedly the type of guy who has the strong bond of friendship."
Plus, confirmed by Durarara! Light novel Volume 2 epilogue, according to Izaya, Shinra, Simon, Yumasaki, Karisawa, Kadota and Togusa are not his pawns.
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"...A mile run on the second week of school? What even, man?"
A mile run around the field of Raijin Chugaku - that's what the physical eductation teacher was asking the students to do and what quite a few of them were complaining about. However, Orihara Izaya, unlike most of the rest of them was actually excited by the event, because for one, it was actually rather amusing for him to watch the other kids in such distress and others trying to pick themselves - and each other - back up, even in such a situation as this, and, secondly, he was also rather agile and slim compared to the rest, so exorcise came easy for him, but that wasn't why was enjoyed observing them.
It was because he knew how some would act and how some wouldn't, and it was all interesting to and guess and watch how they would handle themselves and even how they handled those around them. He liked putting the endless pieces of the puzzle together as they went along with their life. Also, it was most amusing because they were completely unaware that he was watching them.
Even though these situations were starting to get old to him by now because he'd seen the same thing and same actions, so many times before. Even these people, he recognized some of them and so there was becoming less to see for him who loved humans.
He wouldn't call himself something like a stalker, because there was not one sole person he was interested in as an independant being. He said he loved humans, and was unbiased, but that didn't mean he actually accepted people unconditionally as a part of his life.
In a way, if somebody else with an open mind like Izaya knew how he really was or heard his full thoughts from him, himself, they might assume he just loved everything so he didn't have to love anything, truly face anything or, more importantly, so he didn't have to face himself. Then they might also feel compelled to inquire if Izaya even saw all this in himself or if it was more on a subconscious level. They might question "if he 'loves' observing humans, then does he 'love' himself at all or does he just subconsciously distract himself from facing such questons, and avoid facing his real heart by telling himself or believing that he doesn't even have one. But the only who might or might not know that would be Orihara Izaya himself. Either way, one thing he obviously did tell himself was that he "would always love humans", without even caring to assume, or ask himself if, he was actually just playing around with the meaning of his spoken words.
But that was who he was. That was all he was - a human loving anti-hero if he were in some anime or manga. Or at least this was what he told himself, anyway.
Not one person he 'loved' loved him back, but that was "alright" and that as well was just what he told himself. Somehow, he just wasn't phased by it perhaps because they didn't know the real him, so he had nothing to be afraid of, or maybe he just accepted everything as it came while always still searching for more.
The saying to rather be hated for what you are than be loved for what you're not did not apply to Izaya, and was quite the other way around. If one hated him for something the surface of him said, he wouldn't be bothered, but if somebody saw through him and hated him for just being him and went out of their way to simply make his life hell for no reason, he would not know how to deal with it.
Even giving people a reason to hate him would likely be better for Izaya. Fortunately, he hadn't had the bad luck of being faced with such an event of meeting such a person, yet.
Nobody seriously loved him, but nobody seriously hated him, therefore he could always continue "loving" them for who and what they all were, people in the good and bad masses alike. Love and hate are two strong emotions; this he knew. Both required constant devotion, in different ways. And so he did just that, and never focused on himself, just watched others.
And in this case, it was no different to him.
"I feel sick. I'm going to the infirmiry."
He loved the girl that had tried to dart out of this situation by giving a reason or two like sickness, regardless of whether he or she really was sick or not.
"It'll go by quicker if you don't complain."
He loved the one person that would always try to 'half-ass' encourage everybody else, while in reality actually mocking said encouragement.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, unless I die first. I never do exorcise."
He loved to observe while one would throw in their own exaggerated 'doubts', obviously just not wanting to participate.
"Me either. Hey, guys, if I happen to trip, and end up doing a full split, you might as well call the ambulance, 'cuz I'll be out'a here, y'all!"
He loved the bespectled long brown haired class clown in this class named Takumi Aizo who would likely often make jokes of sorts throughout the classes, as well as the short fine brown haired American transfer student that giggled at his antics, Erin Dason, and he loved the others that might or might not have rolled their eyes at that guy's joke.
"What's even the point of doing this, anyway? Why outside? We have to go all the way out here just to do some stupid laps, and then to just head all the way head back up to the front? We could have just saved this time by doing a normal "mile run" in the gymnasium. If they really wanted us to do it, they could have just measured it out or something." He also loved the one girl, Yuri Kurosawa, who was probably having a bad day, and grumbling to herself while hoping somebody else heard her irritation.
"I'm hungry, sensei. Maybe you ought to order some pizza. Maybe the class would feel more motivated, then. Who agrees?" He also love for the odd blue eyed boy, Sato Hideki, who smirked to rub off on the teacher as somebody he'd be able to get along with, in which the teacher smirked back.
"Are you ready to work extra hard and make the rest of the class do so as well? I might at the end of the year if everybody participates well." He also loved the vasly different teachers out there who lived their occupations for different purposes, some being money, and some being the students themselves in a sense but not for each indenpent student, and even those you came across as hitting on students. In reality, that wasn't quite love; he knew that. But whether it was something terrible or something really good, his preference was always in the middle. He loved when it was stirred up equally, so it would be fair to both sides.
"I should have recorded that one. You'd have to do it, then." Hideki sighed.
"But I'm serious, though. How about this? If everybody in the class makes A-plusses, then I might actually consider it. You never know." The gym teacher, Itou Kazuma, told him.
"Wait, really?" The student questioned excitedly at hearing the teachers offer.
"I suddenly like this teacher, guys. You heard what he said, everybody? You better listen to him! Cause I want some ham and pineapple pizza at the end of this year, or pepporoni is fine. And I'm pretty smart and flexible, so if anybody needs any help with somethin', I'm your man, ladies and gentleman!" The boy proclaimed his excitement to the class, making his joke known, but also showing that he wasn't that hostile of a figure, and would probably be fairly easy to get along with throughout the year.
"...Sorry, I don't care about pizza or any of that nasty grease. I'm a vegetarian, bud." One girl spat.
"That's fine, my sister is too; I understand, so how I buy you a dinner you want, instead, then?" Hideki whispered, smiling, unphased by her cold attitude. It appeared to surprise the other for a moment before she sighed, looking away.
It was actually contradictory, considering the boy wouldn't be getting anything for free if he went and bought a dinner for somebody.
"Whatever, do it if you want, but I don't want or need your help on anything." The girl muttered, most likely awkward.
Some had remained silent throughout every thing so far.
And some didn't appear to really care that much way because they didn't want to ruin their image and were trying to just deal with it for they knew that complaining wouldn't fix anything, so they began to converse with those around them.
Most just went along with it to simply "to get it over with" and because they knew there was no way around it.
And lastly, but not leastly, there also appeared to be some that had completely and excitedly embraced the assignment, and already were making their way out to field, because down deep either they probably knew they needed it and that it would help them, or maybe they actually enjoyed running, so they were obviously grateful for it, and might even decide they'd go a little above and beyond. Also, it appeared that they obviously couldn't care less what other people said. They were just facing their problems head-on.
For Orihara Izaya it was interesting to observe all of the above and he loved all of those people, but the last type was the one he could actually say interested him the most. How much would it take to deter their excitement? He couldn't help but wonder, for he wasn't somebody who ever stepped in and said anything because of how he withdrew himself.
"Or, class, I could assign you a five page essay on why running is good for you? Anybody want to do that? No talking, and no moving around for the rest of the class. Doesn't that sound fun?" The teacher 'offered'. His tactic was naturally to give a less entertaining alternative option, and while a couple suddenly seemed like they would have possibly prefered that option maybe because they like writing more, but because they were out numbered, most everybody grew silent except for one who grumbled, "it's not like I would write anything anyway" and another one that muttered, "I couldn't write five pages on why running is good for you, but I sure as hell could write a 100 page essay on why running is bad for me."
Somehow, the teacher had managed to hear the last one, to which he simply replied with "That'd be a good assignment. Want me to assign you that, then? I'm not sure that the head office would listen to your complaints, though."
Growing stiff, and slightly blushing, the student had not expected anybody to hear them, and then grumbled a simple and angry 'no', looking away.
"Hey, Izaya, I was wondering... do you want to co-found a club with me?" But then, though he'd tried to forget, there was also one lone male student who would utterly thrown him off by completely showing his utter indifference to any of the matters at hand like he had caught everything but actually hadn't caught anything; who acted as if his attention was focused on something else completely, therefore ignoring the situation and assignment completely while still somehow participating almost like he was doing the tasks subconsciously while his mind was somewhere else. He looked, once again, just as carefree as he ever did.
There were definitely already people sort of like that, but there was just something completely about that person that just wasn't right. He wanted to see some kind negative reaction from Shinra, but so far he had only seen glimpses of things. He wanted to understand Shinra and know who he really was, but Izaya wasn't the type of person who typically asked much to find out everything he could about somebody, and instead learned by his observations.
To his annoyance, the said student was the bespectacled boy named Kishitani Shinra.
"Huh? You mean an after school club?..." Izaya found himself asking for confirmation.
"Yeah," Shinra nodded, with a smile. "I was thinking we could go with biology or something since you like observing humans."
"Why would I want to join one, much less form one? And what does observing humans have to do with biology." He honestly didn't even want to argue against Shinra's astounding 'logic', but was still curious how he had even made such a connection. His observation was more about the occupations of humans and not the way they're built.
"Because biology is about living things and humans are living beings just like plants and stuff; that's why. Besides, it's not like I'm looking for you to found something with me that you would participate too hard in."
"Then what's the point of forming one if you don't care to participate in one and you don't want me to care to participate in it that much, either?" Izaya raised an eye brow, slightly irritated and letting out a sigh.
"Well,... I guess I really just want an excuse to spend time away from home, and do something with a friend, is all. So what do you say?" Shinra asked him, carefreely as ever.
-"That's not something you should smile about saying,..."
Those were Izaya's thoughts, but he couldn't say them out loud. In fact, he didn't even know what quite what to say with Shinra saying such a thing. He felt a sudden and strange urge to take up Shinra's offer, but he felt like it would be too much of an inference to his original way of life to "never get too close or too far". If he allowed himself to get too much closer to Shinra, it could cause problems, right? Shinra just seemed too innocent for him not to be hiding anything. And he still wanted to ask what Shinra's "real intentions" were in becoming his friend. There had to be some ulterior motive, right? Somebody doesn't just randomly walk up to you one day and say, "hey, let's be friends", or ask classmates about you without even knowing you, but Shinra had.
"Ah, why am I thinking into this so much? Shinra's just odd; that has to be all there is to it."
At that moment, he realized he hadn't answered Shinra's offer, but surprisingly the other hadn't pressed further until minutes later, as they were running on the field.
"I know you probably... don't know what to say...or think about my request," he said to the raven, "but I promise... it'll be fun and even if you don't want to do biology, you can choose... whatever theme you want for it or whatever because again,... I just want to spend... as much time with you as I can, anyway." He panted as he picked up his speed to keep up with Izaya.
And yet again, Shinra was doing and saying things not exactly within the ravens comfort level almost as if he was ignoring it, and yet again, he really didn't know what to think of what the eccentric boy was saying or asking, or more importantly why he was asking what he was of somebody odd like himself; he couldn't read him. There was something about him that was just different than all the rest. Why him? Why himself?
Not that he wanted to dwell too much on the matter.
Even though he had his own questions, he'd stopped himself from doing so because he felt like it would be too odd to pursue Shinra on too many matter even if Shinra had just so happened to sort of step over those same boundaries with him.
Was he actually afraid that he might even "weird out" his first (best)friend ever? As apposed to how he had tried to distance himself before, he somehow found himself actually clinging to this relationship he'd been given a chance at.
On the other hand, there was still an annoying subconscious thought that almost always drifted back to into his head when he was around this human named Shinra, precisely why he didn't want to risk too much.
-What if he decidedly got too tired of him like with everybody else and just abandoned him?
Humans are like that, he knew, but Shinra was supposed to be different since he said he wasn't in him when he was not interested in the others or that's what it seemed like he kept trying to tell himself, yet he still felt a strong sense of doubt well up within him, and suddenly found it hard to swallow and involuntarily laughed sadly every time he unintentionally pictured Shinra leaving him behind like that.
Did it actually scare him? Was he "hurt" by that thought alone?
He wasn't sure either way, but there was no denying that he was always somehow relieved to see him again. Even now, he wanted to be around him, but yet at the same time he wanted to be far away to keep from relying too much on Shinra being there, but he was sure that he never would never pull away from him when he probably should. In a way, he guessed Shinra was the most intriguing person he had ever possibly met. In a way, since day one, it could even be said that Shinra was an addictive human being to somebody like himself. His persistence was one thing, and then there was his smile, he could never tell if it was genuine or fake, and more importantly, he never acted how he would expect one to.
Or perhaps, he only ever did and said what he actually wanted him to down deep; to see through him and accept him for who he was, unlike most people.
Furthermore, he, who was not used to feeling so many emotions, didn't understand why Shinra was causing this change in him, nor what that feeling would be called.
And it had only been what? A few weeks since school started? Not even a month? But, in measly said few weeks, he had began experiencing a sense of bliss and excitement he'd never experienced before and it almost felt to him like he might could actually be himself with somebody for a change, and when he was with him he hadn't had a care in the world about things around him at points, and slowly found his attention being taken away from the other humans, but that was also what scared him just as much and made him anxious when they were away from each other. He still held back, but found himself beginning to feel the urge to open himself up to the odd boy; wanting Shinra to know the real him, and more importantly wanted to know the real Shinra more. But if Shinra did get to know him and he was turned off by something in him, he couldn't bare the thought of the possibly expressions on Shinra's face.
Maybe it was the fact that Shinra usually always smiled, so he couldn't help but wonder what he really thought of him.
He was aware that he wasn't the best of people, but that didn't stop Shinra from approaching him even if he'd seen through him to the point that he did.
Maybe, in actuality, he was afraid because of his eccentric behavior and how he never seemed turned off by anything. So if even Shinra couldn't "accept" him, surely nobody could.
Maybe that was true, but there was still something about him that bothered him, again, and made him want to know more about him.
Above all else, a possible contradiction to everything he'd considered about him before, in truth, he was actually more grateful to Shinra than he could ever express. Acting cold and teasing, though; that's just part of who he was, he told himself, and he was glad that Shinra didn't appear to be taking it personal or anything.
"...I'll think about it, okay?" He finally told him, akwardly, not wanting to see the expecting gaze in Shinra's eyes anymore. He doubted he'd follow through with it, but Orihara Izaya needed at least some time to himself before even considering doing such a thing and taking on such a task.
"Awesome! That's fine by me!" Shinra smiled. "Let me know if you decide to, okay?"
"Yeah."
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At Raijin, later that day, Izaya was eating his lunch on a bench along with Shinra, as he was rambling on about the something incomprehensible to himself about his dad and once again back to his hospital visit, when he happened to mention his elementary school friend named Shizuo again.
If there was one thing he had gathered about him, it was that his name alone was pretty damn contradictory to his actions.
"...that was honestly one of the most terrible a boring visits to the hospital ever, but I guess it's not as bad as when Shizuo-kun beat me up. That was pretty bad. I was out of school for at least five weeks that time."
A girl in his homeroom had once mentioned that Shinra used to often follow "Shizu-chan" around back at his elementary school. And after piecing it together, and hearing other students also mention some boy named Shizuo as well.
According to the varying rumors, Shizuo was a pretty destructive kid to say the least. He had heard about him throwing a desk at a student that had thrown a compass at him.
And according to Shinra, Shizuo had also tried to pick up a refrigerator and hurl it at his brother once.
And as he heard more and more about this guy and Shinra's fascination with him, the more he was beginning to get irriated and his disdain only kept growing. Why, he didn't know, but something set off alarms in his head and there appeared to be more of an irrational anger in his whole being when he heard that Shinra had gotten hurt even once by Shizuo.
Why just Shinra, though?
"Why the hell would you have even stayed around a monster like that? He's liable to have killed you, whether by mistake or not. And even if it was an accident..., once you're dead you're dead." He said bluntly, almost snapping his words.
Shinra almost seemed taken aback for a moment, before giving a thoughtful look and then giving a warm and gentle smile. "...Izaya, you're really kind. It seems like you're getting very protective over me. You keep getting worried for me when you hear I was hurt. Even in the beginning, you asked if I was okay, even if you didn't want to worry. Thank you."
When he said that, Izaya immediately turned away a bit, a frusrated and slightly irritated look on his face, and felt his face slightly heat up akwardly when Shinra thanked him even though he had just called his friend a monster.
"No, I wasn't... I was just-"
"Trying to convince yourself that you weren't?"
"..." Izaya couldn't deny it. "...Say, Shinra, isn't a bit hot out here? I'm gonna-"
He had started to get up. He didn't like looking so vulnerable to Shinra, but Shinra reached out and pulled grabbed the back of his shirt to prevent him from walking off.
"Hey, you don't have to hide it, you know," Shinra laughed, trying to him back a bit, but while Izaya had stopped he didn't dare turn around. "because it's perfectly normal to care for a friend, and it actually it makes me quite happy that you do care so much for me. You really don't have to get so worked up about me being hurt back then, though. After all, I am here now, aren't I?"
"...yeah, I guess."
"Come on, then. Sit back down next to me. I'll feel lonely if you don't."
"...Now you're just saying things to test me now, aren't you?..." Izaya muttered with a laugh, but decidedly sat back next to him a little too close for his comfort level, courtesy of Shinra.
"Whatever you say." Shinra beamed, before speaking again.
"And anyway, about the thing with Shizuo-kun, I was kind of to blame for it for provoking him in a way. I was talking his ear off before that and made a teasing comment for him to apologize to the desk he threw into the wall when he happened to get into a fight between some kid who wrote something insulting on his desk and even evidently dared to say something to his little brother. He did feel really bad for hurting me afterwards, though, even if he typically only saw me as more of a nuisance and told me to leave him alone many times."
"...Still, putting yourself in such a situation, that's dangerous. And did he at least get suspended or something for that?" Izaya hated to admit it, but somehow, he felt a little bit of curiosity yet irritation toward the mysterious person, even though he knew he would still never be able to get along with somebody like Shizuo who had hurt one of his humans. Wait, his? Why was he suddenly getting so defensive, anyway?
"And why does it seem like it's just over Shinra?"
"Yeah, for about a month. That was back in our fifth year of elementary school. He started having those problems with controlling his thoughts and body back in the third grade or around that time, at least. As you may know, he tried to pick up a refrigerator to throw it at his brother that day. Not that he succeeded in actually picking it up, much less throwing it, but it sure caused him some neck damage to say the least. But it's always himself he hurts first, so I assume he stopped holding back since he feels he would only ever hurt and be hurt, anyway. Since he'll just break down in the end over and over again-Oh! Maybe you both are little bit alike, Izaya, with how both you and Shizuo-kun both have problems with connecting with people and are afraid of trying, because you don't understand yourself and you don't want to hurt somebody more than you would otherwise, and more importantly because you're afraid of being hurt by your own mistake of letting yourself get close to people, so you'd rather stay at a distance, but you don't want be completely alone either, do you?"
"..." Izaya was silent, thinking over what he said. "I guess we'll see about that if we meet one day, but I have my doubts."
He actually didn't believe it would be possible for him and this Shizuo person to ever get along if they ever happened to meet even if he was human, simply because he himself wasn't too fond of violent situations to begin with and more importantly because of how, once again, he'd hurt Shinra, and was liable to hurt anybody if they crossed him wrong, and more importantly if he was as unreasonable as he sounded to be. And either way he looked at it, he didn't even want to think about him, because aside from all that, he honestly just wanted to make his time with Shinra as pleasant as it could possibly be at this point.
He could focus on the student named Shizuo some other time.
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Four days later, during mathematics, he suddenly realized something. It wasn't something that he'd thought much about to be able to put the pieces together to come to the conclusion of, but more or less something that had dawned on him, and hit him out of no where.
Kishitani Shinra was practically the exact opposite of him. He didn't care about humans at all unlike he himself did. Shinra was very good at observing people and reading them(like a damned book) but he didn't even have to try and it was like he didn't even care that he could; Like he wasn't and couldn't be swayed by them at all, as if there was something else entirely that he was focused on and being influenced by, while nothing else mattered at all to him, but the question was: what was the Kishitani boy even focused on? Why had he wanted to become friends with a standoffish person like himself?
With those two lone questions in mind, he had finally decided to accept Shinra's plea to found the biology club with him, for the sole purpose of being able to keep a closer eye on the strange boy named Kishitani Shinra.
"So, about the biology club, I've decided to accept your offer to found it, but only under the condition I get to be the vice president of the club." Izaya told the bespectacled boy, as they were able to leave for the day.
Shinra's eyes immediately sparkled, as he jumped up from his desk with a huge smile.
"Deal! I couldn't possibly ask for anything more!" Shinra proclaimed excitedly, as he suddenly pulled him into a tight embrace.
Izaya's body froze momentarily at the physical contact this boy had given him once again, before smiling shakily, but forcibly it was proud still, but obviously looked too out of place. "Ah, it's really nothing."
-"Honestly, it really is nothing that spectacular, right?"
He felt that way, but, even if he wasn't that great at reading Shinra, he had sort of expected a similar reaction, minus being embraced. Yet, somehow, that didn't make it any less desirable to him. In fact, he'd even say that seeing Shinra so happy had somehow even made him far more excited. However, the one thing he hadn't expected at all was the sudden butterflies-in-the-stomach-yet-blissful feeling he received when Shinra had wrapped his arms around him, and he would almost say he felt disappointed when Shinra had let go.
"...What am I even thinking? I don't like him like that. He just happens to interest me; that's all. He's just unique and is just a new goal and happens to be a human I want to understand so much more. If I can understand somebody as odd as him, is it possible that maybe I could understand myself better as well?"
Maybe he was just deluding himself, but he refused to think of Shinra as anything other than a supposed best friend, more importantly to feel any kind of craving for any kind of physical contact from somebody he'd only just met about three weeks prior. Not to mention that he didn't even know Shinra that well.
After all, his only goal and/or hobby was human observation and Shinra happened to be a human who just seemed different to him than any other.
Regardless of his feelings he decided it didn't matter, because with their decision in place, and after they got permission from staff, Raijin's biology club was officially created, with Izaya as its vice president and Shinra happily following behind.
~ End of Chapter
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A/N: What do you think? Let me know, please!
Replies to reviews:
To KSdees:
I know, and I think that Shinra often utterly ignores the atmosphere even if he reads it.
Well, at first, because of how Shizuo had kind of stopped holding back, he sort of saw things in black and white, didn't really go by moral until later after he learned that his power could be used to protect.
Volume 2 says,
|Shizuo's thought process was very simple, though it wasn't the result of some kind of strong belief or ideal. He put everything in the world into two categories.
People who pissed him off and people who didn't piss him off. Those were the only two choices.|
He's still one of my favorites, and I really like his development over the course of the second half of the anime(minus the final battle but that's from both ends and even Volume 13 showed just how messed up and pointless that fight was.)
I actually think that least selfish of all the characters would have to be Kadota.
Erika even makes that point that "you couldn't even find somebody as good as him in a manga" and considering that both fiction and reality are just as important as the other to her, that's saying a lot. Kadota even reaches out a hand to any enemy at many points if they're hurt. I really enjoyed Kadota's part of the Epitome of Eighteen History's series which showed how he and Togusa met. That was awesome and made me love Togusa more.
I just love how purposefully put himself into dangerous and troublesome situations even by himself, just to try to get the peace back to Ikebukuro.
Anyway, the only supernatural thing I can of is Vampires(there are hints that Ruri and Kujiragi are actually half vampires), Werewolves, Succubuses, and ghosts. xD
To unknown: Thank you! No problem! I hope that this one was still good.
To Rren Cross: That is definitely something I've decided to keep. And you've given me so many ideas! Thank you!