I'm so sorry that this took a while to write! But nevertheless, here is the last chapter (or chapters). And yes, there are 2 endings. This ending I guess you can say is the 'good ending.' I'll have you guys know that I'm already thinking of a sequel for this ending. I started this fic almost a year ago so I might take a short break and write other fics for now. Oh and by the way, is it just me? Or is the Durarara english dub just as good as the original? I love it so much! For the most part, the voices are exactly how I'd picture them. Maybe not Izaya's but it sounds way better than what I had in mind. Well thats enough of me talking. Enjoy the story !
Kida woke up dimmed room. He sat up and flinched at his treated shoulder. He was shirtless and his shoulder was bandaged. Then he remembered. He looked around for the informant, hoping to get the truth from him. Then he turned his head to the window that viewed the bright city lights. The room was familiar to him. It was Orihara's room. The blonde gripped the sheets under him angrily and then sprinted to the door. He slammed the door open, searching for the informant, who was sitting at his desk.
"Masaomi? You shouldn't be walking around." The man stood up and approached him.
"G-Get away from me!" Kida yelled. Orihara had a surprised look on his face. The teen kept his head down, avoiding the man's eyes. "Were you…? Really just using me?" Kida's voice trembled. A few moments passed and Kida finally broke the silence. "Well!"
"That was the intention." Orihara finally spoke.
Kida's hands gripped his head. His eyes started to get watery and his breathing got heavier. The room started to spin around him.
"But…"
Kida looked up at Orihara, who began speaking.
"You're different from the others." Orihara went on. "I wanted to see your heart shatter in a million pieces. I wanted to see fear in your eyes. I wanted to be the person you'd come back running to. I wanted to break you." Orihara paused, then continued a few moments later. "But… When we did it, it was like you were made for me."
"Just shut up!" Kida yelled. "You're the worst! You got my friends involved in all of this!"
"Masaomi." Orihara began to approach the teen. Then suddenly, he was pushed down on the floor with the blonde straddling his hips.
Kida's eyes glared into Orihara's calm red ones. He suddenly screamed hysterically and began to punch the informant's face in.
"I'm so angry at you." Kida finally stopped. He grabbed the man's collar and glared down at him. "I'm so angry that I could probably…"
"Kill me?"
Kida froze and was at loss for words. Orihara chuckled and returned Kida's stare.
"Go ahead then."
"What?" Kida let go of Orihara's collar, taken aback by his words.
"You hate me right? I probably deserve it. And besides…" Orihara brought his hand to Kida's cheek. "I wouldn't mind dying by your hand." He dropped his hand to the floor as he stared at the blonde.
"Izaya…" Kida's voice trembled.
"I'm so glad to hear you say my name." Orihara closed his eyes. "Go ahead Masaomi. I won't mind."
The room was silent. Kida then brought his hand down to Orihara's jean pocket and pulled out the knife he always carried around. He flicked the blade out and held it over his shoulder.
Orihara opened his eyes at Kida and chuckled again, making the teen flinch.
"I love you, Masaomi. You're the only one-"
Kida silenced him by stabbing the blade down right next to the man's cheek.
"Stop…" Kida let go of the blade and covered his eyes. "Just stop!" He began to shake. "Don't say that to me now!"
Orihara was astounded at the sight above him.
"…What have you done to me?" Kida spoke. "Everywhere I go… you're always there. I keep hearing your voice… You keep showing up in my dreams…" Kida paused to clear his throat. "But you keep hurting me and the people around me. I don't know… what to think anymore."
"Masaomi?" Orihara brought his hand to Kida's blonde hair.
"Mikado…" Kida started again. "You didn't have to hurt him!" The teen yelled as he punched the informant's face again.
"So…" Orihara spoke as he recovered. "What are you trying to say Masaomi?"
Kida froze and realized everything he just said.
"I can't forgive you. Especially after what you've done to Mikado." Kida said. "I should've killed you by now." The informant slipped out from under Kida so that he was now facing him properly.
"You still can you know." Orihara said as he picked up the knife. They sat in silence as they waited for the blonde's response.
"…You're the only one I have left. And besides, those eyes of yours would haunt me forever if I kill you now."
A warm feeling began to course through the raven as he reached out and embraced the teen.
"I'll make it up to you Masaomi." Orihara hugged the blonde tighter.
"Sure you will." Kida replied blankly.
"I can't escape."
I'm guessing some of you are curious to know what happens to Mikado and stuff like that right? Don't worry, all will be revealed in the upcoming sequel. I've already thought of a title! Leave reviews so I'll keep them in mind when writing the new fic. See ya !