The crimson orbs stared at the figure in front of him.
For god knows how long, he had been standing still, just watching the whole damn thing replaying in his field of vision. His blinded eyesight long forgotten, his focus now on the scene;
The man, a reflection of himself had been swallowing pills after pills of illegal drugs, gulping down bottles of alcohols, cutting more flesh than should and spilling more blood on the floor; yet he had no power to even approach him and tell him to stop.
He was petrified.
He was shocked.
He was unable to comprehend a single thing about this--
Because he swore he didn't do this-
Never in a million years-
"Nee, Shizu-chan, are you happy now?"
He then reached for a piece of paper on the table, scribbling something Izaya couldn't remember at that point. Seemed like his memories hadn't fully recovered yet, but he watched closely;
Hey, Shizuo, is it okay if I let myself go this way? You're a lot happier now, right? The world would be a better place as well, so why not I grant this huge wish of yours, nee? No one would notice it, except for you; or maybe not even you. But since I'm going to your place, you might as well see my state before I die. And I could die peacefully once I've seen your reaction; you must be ecstatic, eh? I could just imagine how you would-
He stopped writing.
Tears falling down his cheeks-
"-would step on me numerous times before you go and tell the world about it, right...?"
...before yelling to himself.
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"It seemed that the informant had been gone for a while now, Shiki-san,"
The redheaded man with scarred eye pointed out as he observed his partner entering the room, straight towards his own seat. The man in white looked at him with cold eyes as he replied him with his usual smile. The cane rested nicely in the redhead's hand as he sat across the man.
"He's been on vacation it seemed,"
The man in white replied, his eyes boring the same stare.
"But isn't it weird for him to not notify us? He was your gem, right?"
"It's his business if he wants to vanish; it's not the first time anyway," He stopped before proceeding, "As long as he did the things promised-"
The door clicked open and the two gentlemen turned to the source. The brunette with dark shirt and eyes hidden beneath his fringe entered the room with a smirk. A file tugged tightly near his pelvis as he walked in confidently, without bothering to notify the superiors in front of him.
"Good evening, Shiki-san," Only now he could greet. The smile grew wider by seconds.
"Who are you?" Shiki frowned, but wiped it off in mere seconds to even let anybody notice. Akabayashi's expression changed into shock, but the smile still plastered on his features.
"Let's say I'm a messenger," He began, before letting the file fell onto the desk in front of the two, "And I have information on the person you were discussing about,"
"I have the right to refuse your assistance,"
"But isn't he some part of you, Shiki?"
Akabayashi was amused to hear the younger male said this to Shiki, considering how cold he was. Though of course, Shiki wasn't in the slightest intimidated by this.
"My life isn't your business, kid. Now if you please, the exit is over there," The man in white suit pointed to the door, expression still as cool as a cucumber.
"You'd never accept my help, would you?"
"I don't care about that bitch anyway,"
"Oh wow," He laughed, "Do you think people won't know about your affair with him? It's already spreading in a flash of light!"
Shiki stayed silent.
"There's even proofs on the net that you might not know, sir-"
"What's your motive?"
He changed the topic instantly. No, he was not mad; because this man was known to have a poker face even while dealing with crazy businesses-
But rather, he couldn't stand the male currently standing in front of him.The brunette smiled gleefully;
"Oh? My motive is very simple-"
He then took out the contents of the files before throwing it into thin air,
"Revenge,"
Okay, this thing is starting to get more and more complicated lol
Idk what I'm writing anymore haha
Anyway, just for opinions, I'd like to ask;
Do you want the bastard who did these things to Izaya a character from the anime or not? Because I can't seem to think of anyone right...so sorry orz (I'm the type who write by moods, not by plots lol)
But ofc, if the readers want him to be a character in Drrr, then I'd try my best to find the right person!
Also, I want to make conflicts for Izaya-kun--
That's why Shiki is here hahaha
And no, I don't ship them (despite their great fanarts)...I only ship Shiki with Akabayashi haha~ old men are hawt, don't you think? xD (okay, maybe not all, only these two haha)Anyway, do leave your opinions in the comments. I really want to make the bastard a character in the anime, but I can't seem to think of anyone...it didn't have to be a brunette though really. It could just be anyone you could think of, but ofc I'd keep the decision a secret :3
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FanfictionPairing: Shizuo x Izaya (Durarara!!) Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort *I do not own Durarara, the characters belonged to their respective owner, Ryohgo Narita* --- In the darkness he seeked for an answer. Memories replayed, dreams surfaced. His vision num...