"Please step back" a fireman pushes you back.
"Let me!" home is drowning in fire, it's done for good. The heat is burning your skin. Blankly you can only stare at remainings of your home.
"Step back!" someone grabs you by the shoulders. He recognises your lost, with compassion guiding you away; behind the tape.
"We'll try to do our best" he pats your shoulder.
"Thank you.." miserably you nod. For a second you think; there is nothing that you can do about it...now...Lighting up a cigarette while walking away; still holding up to usual cool attitude. Faking numbness, convincing your own self that it's not such a big deal. And still. Rage. Sadness. How could this happen! Who!? Who could have done it...How pathetic. Isn't it? All the struggle. It's such a drag. How badly do you wish to this pain to end. But you can't let that, can't you?
"don't you want any more of this try, try again stuff. You just want out? You've had it. You are so tired. Aren't you?" words resonente in your head. You're walking on thin line.
"Here" Someone sticks a file under the nose. It's Orihara? What is he up to? He smirks with peace in his bloody eyes. He for sure knows what kind of misfortune befell you. Is he even capable to show any compassion at all? With straight face you hide devastated nature.
"those are the people who set the fire up" instantly your hateful emotions convert into something else. A trigger; tears fill your eyes and still you prevent them to flow down your face. Terrible when you realise it. Emotions begin to sway your thoughts as even more tears gather in your eyes; you're about to lose it any now. Izaya suprised backs away for a moment; is he about to laugh...
"it's harsh, you don't have to hold back" he moves closer. So close that you can hide in his arms. Unable to say a single word you let him to embrace you. Still not ready to shed a single tear, just blankly staring at distance while holding his jacket with firm grip. All kind of problems are buzzing through your head. Why is Izaya acting like this; at moment he's caring and kind even if it's out of his character, even if he has no reason to be. Or does he?
Let it
A hard pound in chest begins to speed up. Anxious pressure starts to strengle as prickle feeling of shyness flows in your stomach. What are these unknown emotions which seem so familiar to you?
"T-Thank...you.." his arm slips on back of your head. In wonder you gaze up to him. Bright smile widens on his face when he lets a new side of himself out. Not sure if it just seems like it, but something loving is hiding in his eyes. Such warmness surrounds; is this when they say that you feel like you're home?
"It's not big of a deal" he pushes you closer to himself then lessening his grip, quickly letting go of you. The moment seems just right to satisfy your curious self.
"W-what happened?" A bit uneasy and still emotional.
"that day?" uncomfortably he steps a side pulling a smirk over his face. At once a distance seems bigger; his eyes turn cold creating the gap between. Timorous fear. Look down the precipice; something unknown is hiding below.
"You got hurt. That's all" he expands his arms acknowledging. Saucily he mocks, denying his previous soft behaviour. Just for a second regret widens on his face, quickly carelessly he turns away ready to escape.
"Until next time" you don't know him well, but. For sure you can tell that that's not how would Izaya act; he would keep mocking? Or? But. Do you really know anything about him at all? Or is it that you only think that you do; connecting what other told and feel about him.
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Snake[Izaya X Reader]
FanfictionThe story is placed a year after the start of Durarara!! SH There is a newcomer in Ikebukuro, in whom Izaya takes interest. A game of cat and mouse soon grows into rivalry or is it something else? The story focuse...