That was uh... quick, I'll admit. I ended up typing this entire thing out in two days. Which is quick, for me at least. Granted, this isn't a big chapter, but still.
This is offically, chapter one. Not much happens, besides Aomi fighting and Tatsumi being weird. I'm thinking that the next chapter is where actual DRRR! characters come in. Okay, I'll promise that real DRRR! characters come in.
Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara! or it's trademarks.
"I feel like crap." I whined, almost crying at the fact I spent all night video gaming. One of my very few friends gave me an Xbox for my birthday, and now she's dumping all these games on my lap after she's played them. I normally hate video games, but I love Left 4 Dead 2 way too much.
"Sis, maybe you should stop playing video games all night…" Tatsumi said, as she turned her head, obviously worried for my sleeping habits.
"I can't help it. The British seem to love the fact that I'm so good at video gaming, and swear a lot." I said, shrugging. "I'll sleep tonight though, I have to get used to sleeping again, after all."
"Yup! Schools starting again!" Tatsumi looked so excited, for a fourteen year old teenager, that is. Yes, she skipped a few grades, she's smarter than me. If she didn't teach me a lot of stuff I didn't know in middle school when I took school seriously again, I would be screwed. She has a photographic memory, she remembers everything she reads, and sees. Tatsumi's honestly college level, with the stuff she knows, but I'm guessing that she wants to enjoy high school while she can.
"I'm not too happy about that… I hear that second years have it tougher then first years." Not like first years have it tough, they're just let off easier than most of the second and third years. Not to mention they have less homework…
"You'll get use to it, sis." Tatsumi said, smiling at me. She's just way too cute at times.
"Hey, little girl." Said a college kid, sneering his way towards me and Tatsumi. This was always happening to Tatsumi; at times she's too innocent looking.
Glaring at the idiot, I put my hand into a fist, just to be on the safe side. "Whaddya want, ya stupid little creep?" Now that I noticed him, he had a yellow scarf on. 'Oh crap, he better not be with one of those color gangs I've heard about.'
"Woha, woha, little lady. I'm not so sure where you get your attitude from, but all I'm-"Before he could even finish his sentence, I punched the guy's nose so hard that I heard a little crack. I'm guessing that I broke it, oops. It seemed that he was out cold, which would be obvious. One of my punches could cause brain damage to someone.
"Oiiii, you better not be messing wit Yuuchi-Chan!" Oh geez, I didn't know that he had partners. Now they were surrounding me and Tatsumi, about ten people altogether, each of them had a yellow scarf. I made Tatsumi go behind me while I deal with these wannabes. She did as she was told, and silently shuffled her way behind me.
As I punched another member of the gang, I felt something that I hadn't felt for a long time. Joy. I'll admit, I loved fighting. That's one of the reasons why I became a yanki, other than the awesome jacket and bandages around the chest. Most of the wannabe's at my school normally do fist fights, which is all dandy and all, but these guys had metal poles and baseball bats. Well, at least some of them did. By some, I mean two or four of them.
I roundhouse kicked another member, briefly checking on Tatsumi. She was still in the same spot, though because I move too fast for her, at least she wasn't getting attacked. As I was on my last guy, I noticed that he had a metal pole.
"Yo, girlie, how come you're so strong?" The guy asked me.
Smirking, I picked up a metal pole that some other guy dropped. "I dunno. By any chance, have you heard of 'The Blue Butterfly of Shibuya'?" I asked the wannabe, spinning the pole around in my hand. It's a talent that I picked up from one of my yanki friends. She may or may not be in jail, by the way.
"Psh, hell yeah. She's a legend 'round these parts for taking down twenty yakuza members! Isn't she supposed to have blue- Oh shit." The wannabe looked surprised as I was trying to hold back my laughter.
Putting my left hand on my hip, while continuing my spinning adventures on my right hand. "To be fair, I took out thirty members. They were fully armed, but had horrible aim." Sighing as he realized who I was, the wannabe soon ran full speed at me, only for his head to be smacked by my metal pole.
Clasping her hands together, Tatsumi jumped up and down. "That was quite the show, sis!" Tatsumi really creeps me out lately, she thinks that my fighting style is something that only big action movie stars do on the big screen. I mix a lot of martial arts and that, so my fighting style is… different, to put it another way. She doesn't really help me calm down anymore, which is making me worry a bit.
"Uragh, I just hope this doesn't happen again." I'll admit, I had fun with this fight, for once. But I gave up that lifestyle a long time ago.
"Awww, but sis you had so much fun. Or at least, it looked like you had fun." Tatsumi said, with a cute confused expression on her face.
I couldn't help it, I ended up hugging her, and petting her head, messing up her hair in the process. "You are just way too cute for me at times, Tat-Chan."
After an hour had passed after uh, my little fight, I treated Tatsumi to ice cream. Her favorite thing in the world. I'm amazed that she can eat like, one pound of ice cream without gaining a pound. Oh wait, I'm the same way too. Then again, I work out a lot.
"Sis, how're things with your band uh… The Black Peas?"
"The Black Comets." I corrected Tatsumi. It wasn't exactly my band, I only played second guitar and sometimes sang. It was my friend's that I mentioned earlier, band. She made us into nobodies singing in restaurants and bars, into famous internationally. The lead singer and guitarist is Misaki Sora, I have no idea if that's her real name or not. She has really good talent, I'll give her that. But she's super weird, and loves groping my breasts. Maybe because she's so small…
"The Black Comets are doing alright, I guess. We have an advent in Shibuya in a few weeks, and after that another one in Osaka." I sighed, as I drank my chocolate milkshake. "Misaki, is needless to say, so excited that she's jumping around."
"That's good, is. And at least you're getting paid decently now!" Tatsumi said, inhaling her double chocolate sundae. With extra chocolate ice cream.
"Yeah, at least I am." You may be wondering how me and Tatsumi are wondering around the streets, with no parents or adult. Well, our parents died when I was ten years old, Tatsumi at the time was only seven years old. We were officially handed over to my Mom's little sister, Hana. That was when everything turned upside-down. Aunt Hana is with the yakuza, so of course she's rough and mean, but she's always hated me and Tatsumi. I hate her so much.
In a way, I do thank Misaki at times, she makes sure that I and Tatsumi have enough to pay for our little two bedroom apartment, food, and other things. Our aunt doesn't pay us anything, despite being super rich.
"Hey, hey, hey, sis. You know how my laptop hasn't been working right lately?" Tatsumi says, with stars in her eyes. Oh boy, here we go. Tatsumi has a knack for playing around with computers, she even knows how to hack into them. She once hacked into our high school's computers, which sort of pissed off the teachers. Tatsumi somehow made an explanation that the school computers were acting up, so she 'fixed' them. I have no idea how, but she somehow made the teachers believe her.
"Well, as it turns out, after fixing my laptop, I got an invite to this gang group called the Dollars." Tatsumi said, putting her hands together. "I accepted the invite, and now I'm the member of the Dollars!"
'Oh shi-' "T-T-Tat-Chan, are you being serious with me? Did you really join the Dollars?" 'Please tell me that she's kidding…'
"Nope! You got an invite too, but I wanted to talk to you about it before you accept it!" Tatsumi said, while inhaling her ice cream.
Slamming down a few Yen dollars on the table, I grabbed Tatsumi's arm, and left the little restaurant before anyone seriously heard her.
'I was hoping that she'd never get an invite… she's the type who'd never think twice after joining one of these things.'