Title: Brand New Tomorrow
Pairing: Eventual Shizaya, other pairings to be shown in later parts.
Rating: T for now.
Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara! Or any of its characters.
Summary: Two and a half years after the events that shook Ikebukuro and everyone is starting to get their lives back. Or…almost everyone. Shizuo Heiwajima would rather bite his tongue to death than admit he was worried, but what would happen when after that much time, Izaya Orihara comes back in Ikebukuro? Will he be out for revenge? Or will he be different now?
Warnings: Probably OOC and blood and violence for later chapters
A/N: I can't thank everyone enough for noticing this fic. ^^ Again thank you, it makes me happy when people actually read my random stuff. It may seem a bit Izaya-centric too, but only because I was curious what had happened to our favorite informant. I also forgot to mention I don't have a beta so whatever grammar mistakes and crappy wording you find, they're all my fault. I apologize.
I'll try updating as fast as I can.
To these awesome people who reviewed ch3 for me:
DracoSH (Wah, Thank you! I've wondered why I can't find any shizaya post 13 too…I think my Izaya is a little OOC though, with reason of course. Ah, but Shizu-chan IS feeling guilty, not simply because of what happened tho (but between you and me, Shizuo is really bound to feel guilty…even if he hated Izaya, he's never really killed anyone before. I'll try to explain in the next parts! ^^)
KN (thank you! Kine's really awesome so hopefully in the next season of durarara! We'll have more fics of Kine coming up since dragon zombie arc is coming up XD)
MarikSebastianIshtarThe3rd (Thank you! ^^)
Evilkitten3 ( It would be interesting indeed. XD I'm not in the liberty to give out spoilers about how they would meet again…but I think it's safe to say Izaya isn't scared of Shizuo ^^)
Rarateetsuuyaa (Thank you! XD We'll see more of Shizu-chan next chapter, because we need to let Izaya finish his moments first! Lol)
Clear-skyz ( It makes sense if he does actually. XD I just had to point it out somewhere. Come at me with them then! ^^)
Anon (XD Shizu-chan's part coming soon! XD…Oh, if you watch the anime Kine and Manami are also coming soon enough lolol)
Rhymos-Ethereal ( I had to! After several days of knowing what happened in volume 13's end…and seeing no fics of Shizaya after that time, my mind had to compensate! Orz…I do hope he comes back soon. Ikebukuro won't be the same without him.)
Okay! On with the chapter!
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Two and a half years since he was gone.
Izaya Orihara never thought he'd be back in Ikebukuro. That day two and a half years ago he was ready to die, already accepted that it would be the punishment for the destructive uproar he caused over the city, He was even ready to wake up already burning somewhere deep in hell (Which contrary to his belief of a God not existing, he did believe in punishment and reward in afterlife) for everything he's done while he was still alive. But somehow fate decided to laugh at his face and ignore his expectations, and here he was standing on the very grounds he tried to ruin.
It was almost suffocating, the way he wanted to be here and run away at the same time. He knew he had no right to be here after everything he did…after the mayhem he caused and all the lives he ruined. Yet he couldn't help it, Kine was probably right about him actually loving Ikebukuro. He sighed, but that realization didn't really lift the guilt he carried inside himself.
Izaya Orihara feeling guilty, Hah, almost like saying crows are white in color. He thought bitterly, shaking his head.
If anything, it made him want to run away from the city more because if it was true, the more Izaya Orihara loved Ikebukuro, the more problem he was going to cause. It was twisted and wrong, but then again he never knew how to love anyone…or anything properly.
The informant lowered his head, hiding his eyes behind his bangs. "Let's just go back Kine…"
Kine stared at the younger, Izaya looked as if he was having some sort of internal turmoil. He wished the kid would talk to him about it sometimes, but Izaya always kept everything to himself, even if he knew the young man trusted him now, it was still hard to coax him into spilling whatever it was he kept bottled inside him. "Izaya…"
…Please.
"I understand but…don't you want to see if your friends are doing okay?" the former yakuza asked, instantly bringing Izaya's gaze up to meet his. Kine inwardly smiled, ah…so the kid worries about the people he left behind after all.
But the informant looked away again. "I'm not interested" he lied through his teeth.
"Ah, of course. You are the informant after all…you probably check up on them even from where we're staying right?" he felt a little bad for goading him like this, but Kine had a feeling he had to do this, for Izaya's sake.
"…" Izaya looked away. He wanted to. Damn hell he wanted to check up on them the moment he was well enough to use a laptop again, but he couldn't. He couldn't bring himself to find out anything about them at all…it was pitiful. He was…afraid. Fuck, Izaya Orihara…afraid. Not only are crows white in color, but now pigs are flying too.
"They're still trying to find you"
Izaya looked down. That, he knew…but of course, even if he was gone for a while, Izaya was still the best information broker around, he controlled information. He could find or conceal information as he wanted. If he didn't want others to find him then others would never know where he was. "I have no intention of getting found" he deadpanned, meeting the taller man's eye.
"Even from the people who values you?" Kine challenged. "Your sisters—Kururi and Mairu-still enter your former apartment every once a week, trying to see if you would come back and sneak in." Izaya's expression changed slightly, he didn't know that. "You doctor friend, Kishitani Shinra's been calling hospitals all over Tokyo…trying to find if they ever had a patient under the name Izaya Orihara…Shizuo Heiwajima-"
"Shinra hates me for what I've done to Celty" Izaya interrupted sharply. "He probably just wants to confirm I'm already dead so he could put his mind at ease, or at least try to do me in himself if I'm still alive. My sisters are better off by themselves…if people know I'm gone, people won't target them in trying to get back at me. Shizu-chan…" why did Kine even think he was one of those people to me anyway? "…hates me. He's probably the first person to rejoice when I disappeared from Ikebukuro" he shrugged.
"If you really checked on them you'll know the truth, Izaya…"
"Just get to the point Kine"
"You already know my point"
"Just what good would me being back in Ikebukuro exactly do, Kine?" he snapped sarcastically. True, he missed Ikebukuro, he missed his city, he missed his humans, he missed those who weren't really just random people to him, but he wasn't needed here. He couldn't be here. "Do you want me to start another pandemonium simply by walking up to the middle of the city screaming, Hey everyone, Izaya Orihara is back?!" he spat bitterly, letting out more emotion than he intended. Shit. He was seriously becoming a wreck. He slumped his shoulders, too tired for anymore of this. "Let's just go….please"
He was trembling…on the verge of getting overwhelmed by these emotions so damn raw inside him. Izaya was never one to let feelings take over him. After all, emotions are only a liability in his line of work so he tucked them all away to the back of his mind and threw away the key. However, it was like the door he carefully sealed away was slowly opening on its damn own, and he didn't fucking know how to deal with it.
He didn't want to deal with it, he wasn't supposed to deal with this—he was supposed to be dead-!
"Breathe, Izaya" he jerked, realizing a second later that Kine had him enveloped in a hug. Instinctively the informant struggled to get away, but he couldn't break the taller man's grip. "Relax kid; come on…take a deep breath…that's it…easy…"
I hate this. Fuck. I really hate this. I don't want to feel like this. Why do I have to feel this weak? Eventually he found himself following the bald man's instructions, and Izaya managed to regain control of his breathing again. He slumped against the bigger frame, physically and emotionally exhausted. "Kine…"
The man simply nodded, knowing that was his limit for the day. "I understand kid, if that's what you want…let's go back now" Izaya pushed himself away from his grip, swaying just a little before he managed to keep himself upright. Kine let him go, the informant hated showing any kind of weakness, and he was sure Izaya was hell embarrassed about the hugging thing…if the tips of his ears being red wasn't yet a dead giveaway.
The two made their way out of the park…and towards the edge of the city to take a cab ride away from Ikebukuro.
Izaya wondered if it would be the last time he would see the place…then scolded himself for the thought, of course not, he could always come back…at least visit from time to time…maybe in the future he would even get enough courage to at least try and see how everyone's lives were much better without his constant meddling.
Ah~ maybe I can even run into Shizu-chan again…he thought randomly, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. I'm not sure I can outrun him anymore though…
Wait why does he have to be the one I think of? It should be my sisters! Or even Shinra…or Celty! Why did it have to be him?
Then again, Shizu-chan must be really happy this past few years…with me being 'dead' and all…maybe I shouldn't come see him after all…
"Izaya! Ride's here…let's go" Kine called, snapping the informant from his thoughts. He moved to follow the man into the waiting vehicle, shaking away the heavy feeling in his chest. "You ready?"
"….yes" He closed his eyes, trying to imagine everything as it was two and a half years ago. His sisters coming over to nag at him for stuff, Shinra's annoying ideas about how he would propose to Celty…Shizuo screaming his name and running after him all over Ikebukuro…swinging a signpost at every opportunity…
"IZAAAAYAAAAAA-KUNNNNNN"
Izaya chuckled to himself…that loud, obnoxious voice, always yelling bloody murder after him. If he was going to be honest with himself, it was one of those things he missed in the time he was away. Shizuo may have been the only one he failed to predict, but it was always fun messing with him. He even daresay enjoyed it. Their cat and mouse chase all over Ikebukuro, it was just one of those things that felt… "normal"
Guess that's not happening anymore huh…
"IZAAYAAAA!"
Seriously Shizu-chan, stop appearing in my head you're supposed to be celebrating I'm gone…
Then he heard it again.
"IZAYA!"
That wasn't in his head this time. Eyes wide, Izaya looked around wildly, half expecting Shizuo to jump the car they were driving, but no bartender-clad monster appeared leaving him to wonder if he really did just imagine the man's voice.
What? I'm losing my mind now?
Then again, he lost that years and years ago. He looked out the window one last time for what he felt like his final glance on his city…and had to hold in a gasp. There, standing at the edge of the city, looking almost as if he had been running after them (That can't be right-No, that's impossible! It has to be just some sort of coincidence!...Right?) was the monster of Ikebukuro himself.
Heiwajima Shizuo.
S-Shizu-chan?
-tbc-