Title: Left Behind

Rating: T

Couple: Shizuo X Izaya

Prompt: Letter

Words: 586

I Do Not Own Durarara!

Shizuo stared at the note in his binder, telling him to go to this house, at this time, to meet these two little girls. The twins stared up at him with teary eyes. The same eyes as the boy he found out was in love with him. The older, or more mature looking one, handed him a piece of loose leaf paper. He took it from the girl's hand as his eyes skimmed over the written words.

"Dear Anyone That Cares,

If you find this letter, I'm probably already gone. Mairu, Kururi, I know you two will probably find this first, so I'm sorry I had to do this. I just couldn't take all of the pain of my life anymore. I do love you both, and I hope you may even miss me a little, but you will be taken care of and provided for. I put a letter in the binder of the only other person, besides you two, that I trust. He should come by to check on you two, because I know he doesn't back down from a challenge.

I leave everything I own to the both of you, and I have a lot of money hidden in my pillow case. Use it wisely, since it's the only money that we had left. If you need anything I'm sure Shizuo Heiwajima will help. At least, I hope he will. He's the guy that's supposed to come by and see you guys.

I guess you'll want an explanation, so I'll give you a short one.

The world is cruel, the people within it even worse. They say and do cruel and harsh things that leave you dying on the inside. By the time I got into high school I was already dead inside, so none of this is either of your faults.

There is so much more that I wish to say, but you'll be home soon so I only have enough to say this last thing. I love you both, and be safe out there. Make good choices and don't let people do to you waht they did to me.

Shizuo, if you are reading this, you know that I do indeed love you. I wished I could have seen you one last time, but you wouldn't even look at me anymore, even when the teachers made us work together in class. I'm sorry to put so much pressure on you but you're the only person I can trust now. I love you so much, please take care of my sisters.

Izaya."

There were tear stains on the paper, and it was crinkled in some places. He didn't know who the spots were from, maybe Izaya, maybe his sisters, but he knew the crinkling was from his tight fists.

He didn't blame the boy, but he laughed inwardly at him. Even when in a hurry and writing a suicide note, he was precise and made no mistakes. Just like the perfectionist that he was.

Shizuo pulled the two girls closer to him as he let them cry into his body. He let his head fall on top of the both of theirs.

"I wished I could have helped you. . . Been there for you. . ." he whispered quietly to the air, knowing Izaya could here him.