Yeah, before anyone asks, this will be my longest fan-fic. Or, at least, I'm planning on it being my longest fan-fic. Another thing, it will kind of be canon to DRRR!'s orignal story. Half of this chapter takes place when Mikado first comes to Ikeburuko, for instance. I'm not trying to aim for AU, really, but please bare with it. D:
Some people have been asking me how to prononse Aomi's name. It's AI-O-MI. Aomi has a long o, like in 'oh'. I have no idea if this is a real name or not, but I thought it sounded cool. Besides that, Naomi's a bit plain for someone like Aomi. *Gets punched by Aomi for saying her real name.*
I asked my aunt, since she's a nurse and all, and guess what? You really can't feel something like a huge cut or a broken bone if y didn't notice it, or you were pumped up before it happened. That's really intresting, or at least I think it is.
Did I ever mention how fun it is typing Izaya? Because it is.
Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara! or any of it's characters.
Getting Tatsumi out of the restaurant was… hard. She really wanted to eat her double chocolate sundae, but I kept on telling her in a harsh voice for her to leave it. When we finally left the restaurant, I held onto her hand, without talking to her. Thankfully, she didn't want to talk either. Tatsumi was likely mad at me.
Sighing, I left go of Tatsumi's hand, and finally broke the long silence. "Tat-Chan, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking, really. But… why did you join the Dollars? Do you know how dangerous it is?"
Looking at me, with that puppy dog look, Tatsumi put her index finger on her chin, and answered me. "I know there's a risk but… It just feels exciding, is all."
'Exciding, what?' "Tatsumi, um, are you sure about this choice that you've made?" I asked, rubbing the temples of my head.
"Yup! I'll have much more fun than you think I'll have, sis!" Sometimes I wonder about her, she's so innocent that you'd never mistake her for a fourteen year old prodigy. However, she is. Yeah, I know, it's really weird, but she's way smarter then I'll ever be. Not like that's saying much, I'm an idiot.
Almost jumping up ten feet in the air after I felt someone tap me on the shoulder, I turned around and almost slapped the person who tapped me. Only to stop my slap when I saw who tapped me on the shoulder.
"Misaomi, did you really want me to slap you silly?" I asked, with an annoyed expression on my face.
"I was just going to ask you how you're doing, but I guess you're doing fine! Humph!" Misaomi said, crossing his arms and pouting. He is so dramatic at times that I gave up long ago on him.
I noticed that there was someone beside Misaomi, looking surprised. "Who're you?" I ask, I surprised myself that I sounded rougher than usual. Maybe because I'm so stressed out right now.
"R-R-R-Ryugamine Mikado, miss!" He stuttered out, bowing at me like I was a God…
"'Dragon Peak Emperor'?" Tatsumi said. "Cool name!" I was baffled as to why Tatsumi knew this, but I didn't question her.
"You have such a weird name. Then again, I knew this guy with the name, 'dragon' in English. He may or may not be in jail." I said, almost laughing. Dragon was a screw up, but he was reliable, sometimes.
"Miiikaaadoooo. This is Aomi-Sempai, a friend of mine! And uh… this is…" Misaomi stared at Tatsumi, who was looking cute and innocent, as usual.
"Tatsumi Yue, age fourteen, a junior." Tatsumi said, with a huge smile on her face. "I'm Aomi's little sister."
"I didn't know you had a little sister, Aomi-Sempaiii!" Misaomi said, putting a hand over his already shocked face. It looked like he meant it this time too.
"Didn't I mention it too you- ah, wait, it was another person. Oops." I said, scratching the back of my head. I don't really like word getting out about me and Tatsumi being sisters. Mainly because we look and act nothing alike, and because of my past. "Anyway, country boy, you don't have to bow every time you meet someone. I'm not like, the president of the United States or anything." That was worded weirdly.
"O-Okay. Um, Aomi-San are you a…" Hesitating, country boy suddenly trailed off. I already guessed what his question was, though. I get it often enough, after all.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, country boy. I'm a former yanki. I quit two years ago, however." I said, crossing my arms and tapping my left foot in annoyance. "By the way, drop the honorifics. I hate 'em to death."
"Aomi-Sempai, why do you let me use honorifics, thennnn?" Misaomi said, back to his usual pouting face.
"Maybe because you're a bigger idiot then I am. Or maybe because yellow and blue make green." I said, almost wanting to laugh at Misaomi's current face.
"I hope that isn't a-" Before Misaomi finished his last sentence, I stomped on his food in anger. Did I mention before that I almost always wear combat boots? They leave a better mark, and they're tougher than the regular old running shoe.
I sneaked a glance at Tatsumi who was… talking to country boy? Mumbling under my breath, I peered into their conversation. Of course I had my hand over Misaomi's mouth, otherwise he'd be all over this in a second.
"… Do you have an e-mail address, Mikado-San?" Tatsumi asked, with her cheerful grin on her face. So far so good, I guess.
"E-Eh? Uh, yeah, I do." Country boy said, looking as confused as I did. Hum, I didn't know that country boys were so high-tech.
Grinning, Tatsumi quickly took out a piece of paper, and write down something. I guessed that it was her e-mail address. "That's my e-mail addresses. Both my cell phone's e-mail and computer's address are on it. E-mail me whenever you're in a bind."
Country boy looked as confused as I was. Finally letting go of Misaomi, I stomped on over to Tatsumi, and took hold of her hand again. "We're going. Bye country boy, by Misaomi."
Tatsumi let go of my hand, and started to walk ahead of me, she suddenly turned around and waved bye at country boy, and Misaomi. I'm getting really worried about her, lately. First the fact that she doesn't seem to be afraid of me whenever I get mad and punch someone. Then the Dollar's thing. And now this.
A month, or was it a few weeks? Whatever, I don't keep track of days. Anyway, days went by. I was bored out of my mind, but that's usual with me and school. I promised Tatsumi that I'd pass high school for her, so I only have to put up with two more years of this crap. I never look on the positive side of things, really.
Tatsumi made three friends; in so little time may I add. That country boy, a busty girl with dorky looking glasses, and Misaomi. I finally gave up on dragging Tatsumi away from country boy, since she kept on confusing him, but he seems less confused now. Thankfully, Tatsumi gave up the computer talk, and started talking normally.
Today, in particular, me and Tatsumi were walking home together. We don't get to walk home often, because somehow Tatsumi's student council president. I have a feeling that she has too large of a fan-club at school, but whatever. Normally I wait for her student council activities were done, but the meetings often end when the sun is almost setting. By that time, Tatsumi's yawning like crazy.
"Sis, I was thinking… would you mind being my body guard or something?" Tatsumi said to me, her face in her cute thoughtful mode.
"What? Are people starting to threaten you or something?" I said, loudly. Glaring at everyone who looked at me when I said that out loud.
Shaking her head, Tatsumi laughed. "No, no, no. It's just that you don't have any clubs, and you always wait for me after every student council meeting. I just thought that since you already have a rep here for fighting, that maybe you should be my body guard."
"Hmmm… I'll think about it, Tat-Chan." I said, smiling at Tatsumi. She's so nice to me, despite being weird lately. "Thank you for the-"I cut myself off, and stopping dead in my tracks. My eyes went wide, and my breathing suddenly became erratic.
I never, ever, even in four life-times thought that I'd see him again. He of all people was smirking at me, almost looking like he was going to laugh.
"Tatsumi, take my school bag, and just run." I said, giving Tatsumi my bag, she looked really confused, but she didn't question my motive. Breathing in a big chunk of air, I slowly walked towards the figure. Who was still smirking at me, looking like an arrogant punk.
"What the fuck are you doing here, Orihara?" I yelled, anger boiling up inside of me. "I thought you finally left Ikeburuko?"
"Ah? Is that you Naomi-Chan? I honestly thought you were killed by the yakuza by now. After all, your aunt hates your guts for what you-" Orihara stopped his stupid little ramblings after I balled up my fist and punched him. I didn't hit him, he's way too fast on his feet, which didn't really make sense, and he looks like someone who fails at running.
"Shut up you… you… arrogant little bastard!" I shouted, taking another punch at Orihara. Only he ended up dodging it again.
"Awwww, I see that you're still as much of a twit as you were when you were fourteen!" Orihara said, laughing after he said it. "You've changed a lot though! You've grown out your hair, and you're almost as tall as me!"
Crossing my arms, I stifled out a sarcastic laugh. "You're still the same arrogant fucker that loves teasing people."
"Owa, you've also gained quite a large chest!" That was it, blushing frantically; I punched Orihara in the face.
Tatsumi, from out of no-where, suddenly ran up to me and Orihara, and spread her arms out between us. "N-No fighting on school grounds, please!"
Still smirking, and holding his right cheek, Orihara spun around. "Oh well, I guess I'll come another time!"
Confused, I looked at Tatsumi, who was staring Orihara down. Likely taking a note to stay away from him, or, at least I hope she was. "Tatsumi, I thought I told you to run away."
Turning around, Tatsumi had this serious face on, she's normally never serious. "Sis, it's in the school rules. No fighting on school grounds, and your still on school grounds. It's my job as student council president to oversee the safety of the students."
Scratching my head, I suddenly felt a little dizzy. "Um, okay." Tatsumi never lectures me; I wonder what came over her to suddenly say that to me…
After awhile of walking, my dizziness wouldn't stop; I was swaying back and forth a lot. After awhile of not speaking to me, Tatsumi finally shouted something to me. "… Sis! You're bleeding!" Tatsumi shouted, her face going pale. Confused, I suddenly figured out why I was so dizzy. My left arm had a deep cut, and it was just gushing out blood. I didn't exactly feel it though…
'Whoa, this is so cool! I can't feel anything anymore!' I thought of, before falling to the ground. All I could hear after falling to the ground was Tatsumi shouting on her cell phone.
I didn't get any reviews this time around. BOOOO. D: