Five years.
He has been living to the fullest for five whole years ever since she passed away. He was still an informant, but not for the mafia. He was in the information bureau of Japan.
Five years.
He had gradually changed from the notorious information broker to a law-abiding citizen of the country, as the head of the information bureau of his country, though he gave a blind eye to Shinra and Celty who were still in the underground business. Hey, even if he's changed for the better like what she wanted him to, there was no way he'll turn against his friends.
Five years.
He's shocked so many people during that time, Shinra and Celty thought the world was ending because of his change, Dota-chin and his gang were somehow less surprised, seeing as they knew the circumstances of why he changed and the people who he had hurt in the past came to realize that he, indeed, had a change of heart. Kasuka acknowledged his innocence and was on good terms with him. Though there were some who still wanted revenge, he dealt with them using legal means.
Five years.
During that time of her absence, he also became a parkour instructor and he used his money to build schools for children who wished to learn it. He managed to set a trend in both Shinjuku and Ikebukuro – the idiotic trio, consisting of Ryuugamine Mikado, Sonohara Anri and Kida Masaomi, with his girlfriend, helped him establish his schools and were his first pupils.
Those five years were filled with change for him and for those around him who were pleased with the new Orihara Izaya.
So here he was again, at her grave. White flowers in his hands which were soon put on top of the well-managed tombstone. "Kasuka-kun must have been here." When he put down the lilies, the small, gold ring on his left ring finger shone as he pulled out a paper plane from his pocket, and placed it the tombstone together with the white flowers. He just remained standing there, in front of her grave, a small smile on his face as the wind blew harder and he felt arms wrap around him.
"You're living your life to the fullest… I'm so proud of you, flea."
He was pretty sure it wasn't his imagination. It was her. She was hugging him. But before he could turn around, the feeling of her arms disappeared and he was once again left alone. No, wait. He wasn't alone. He'll never be alone. She was always with him. She was with him every step of the way.
The wind blew harder, and as it blew, it carried away the paper plane from her tomb. He did not make a motion to retrieve it for he knew that the summer breeze that took his letter with it was her. His smile grew wider; his heart fluttered and soared together with the paper plane which held all his emotions for the woman who managed to change his life for the better.
Dear Shizu-chan,
Thank you very much. Thank you for everything. Though I've written it in every letter I've sent you for the past five years, I'm sure I still haven't told you how much I'm grateful for everything you've done for me. I know you're with me every step of the way, and I'm sure you know this too, but I'll just come out and say it.
I'm engaged.
Surprised you a bit didn't I? I'm pretty much surprised myself; I never thought I could love anyone again after you passed away. But I stand corrected. I fell in love with someone else, and she, much to my shame to admit, resembles you in some ways.
Don't worry Shizu-chan; I'm not using her as a replacement for you. I… really do love her. I think I might love her as much as I love you. Jealous? I'm kidding, hehe, don't get mad at me.
Seriously, though, how can I not find someone who's a complete Yamato Nadeshiko but shamelessly pushes herself on to me unlovable? Tsukushi-chan looks like you but she's very different, instead of honey-colored eyes, she has deep blue eyes that make her look like a foreigner, if not for her traditional Japanese clothing. Her choice in clothes is a total contradiction of your Western clothing preference. Her personality is the opposite of yours. She's quiet, reserved and shy. But she never fails to tell me how she feels. She tells me every time that she understands that I cannot forget you, and probably never can, but she assures me all the time she loves me all the same.
But despite all that, she has a very, very strong personality that can be close to forceful at times. She reminds me of a certain someone.
Kasuka-kun and the others have met her, and they completely adore her. Especially Kasuka-kun. He treats her like a sister, maybe because she reminds him of you. Not that she minds, she tells me its sweet and that she understands.
She wanted to come to your grave with me, but I insisted that I come here alone this year. Though next year, after we're married, I'll be taking her with me.
I hope you don't mind Shizu-chan. You'll always have a special place in my heart.
And Shizu-chan, I'm properly following your order, right? I'm living my life to the fullest. I would like to thank you, again, for giving me that order. If it wasn't for that, I probably would have forever wallowed in self-pity.
Your words gave me courage to not sink into depression.
That's why I'll forever be indebted to you.
Orihara Izaya
P.S. I'm not telling you how I met Tsu-chan. She insists she'll be the one to tell you about our unlikely love story hehe. So you have to wait until next year Shizu-chan!
A/N
Forgive my eternal sappiness. This fanfiction was inspired by the Kagamine twins' songs Paper Planes and Prisoner. Though they both die in the end, I couldn't bring myself to kill off both Izaya and Shizu-chan. That would hurt too much.
This stupid plot bunny has been haunting me, I'm sorry for not updating my other fanfiction, but seriously! As soon as I started typing this, I finished this in a whole day. Some evil bunny has possessed me into writing this.
So Tsukushi-chan. That's the female Tsugaru. Hehehe, sorry, I have a lame naming sense, okay? And I don't know the genderbent names of their alternate personalities okay? Spare me. And I think Tsukushi is a cute name, I got it from Hana Yori Dango hehe! I'm a sap for that story!
In the end, I still wrote a happy culmination didn't I? Forgive me; I can't seem to write angst! My hands automatically type in happy endings.
So I hope you enjoyed this supposed to be one-shot, now two-shot because of my brain's incapability to write sad stories. Do review, and tell me what you think. Do point out spelling errors, etc. I really need some criticism on my writing. Please do review this, and my other fanfiction, Forget Me Not.
Algorithmic Paradox of Love, the sap for happy endings and fem!Shizuo, or simpy Vega-chan, signing out.