Angel Of Death (DRRR!! FF)

2. One Down

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It still felt surreal that he was back in the human realm, Izaya could feel the difference in the air and even just in the atmosphere.

He sat on the roof of a 10 storey building, it was the dead of night and Mikado was asleep. They're spent the entire day on bed, he had exhausted his lover to the point Mikado passed out.

It seemed the city had not changed to much without him, maybe a little less exciting but there was still gang wars and yakuza rivalry alive among the streets. Girls still jumped from buildings for childish reasons and delinquents still harassed those who were vulnerable.

The biggest difference was that Heiwajima Shizuo had not been seen since his death. All of Ikebukuro blamed the blond for Izaya's gruesome murder but had since forgotten about it as it was buried under the constant movement of the city.

There was barely any news on Tanaka Tom's death, there was a few articles online that explained the dead body of the man had been shot and they were investigating but no one really cared about a debt collector's death. It was something that happened often, they upset a lot of people after all.

Izaya smiled at the streets below, to a human the people would look like ants but with Izaya's supernatural eyesight he could see them as clearly as if he were standing on the street itself if not better. Sadly, he spotted no one of real interest.

Izaya stood up his ankle length coat blowing in the wind. He stared at the city with a smile. "Ah~ nothing quite beats home. I can't wait! It's going to be so fun!" He giggled, "What should I do? No, what should we do Mikado~?" He sang as he balanced on the thin edge of the buildings roof.

He spun around happily "Who shall we kill next? How shall we play this game?" He skipped away from the edge as he heard the neigh type noise of Celty's motorbike.

Perhaps she knows there in another entity in the city. He thought as he heard her speed through the streets nearby. I wonder if she knows what I am? maybe that knowledge in locked up in her head as well. Izaya grinned, dullahan's were messengers of death and he was death itself. He was sure the fairy would come in handy at one stage.

As the sound of her bike disappeared into the night Izaya stretched his arms above his head looking up at the moon.

"What are you looking at?" He asked the image of the man who seemed to be looking at him. Izaya looked down at the streets again.

"So? Where are you Shizuo Heiwajima~?" He sang dragging out each character of the man's dreaded name as he skipped away. It seems that all types of things had gone array since his death. All his targets had disappeared even Kida Masaomi.

He needed more information to find out what happened, he was going to ask Mikado about but instead he ended fucking the poor teen into oblivion which had been more fun for both of them but he didn't know when the teen would wake again due to just how exhausted he was.

Izaya would have to be more careful during their next session, with his new inhuman strength and the inability to tire, he would end up hurting the teen if he wasn't careful.

Izaya jumped off the tall roof without a care in the world, he hovered for a moment before slowly descending to the ground. It was so fun being death, he could do some many things he had only dreamed of when he was human.

His favourite skill however were Shadow portals. They were made with darkness alone and opened a doorway to anywhere in the world. He guessed it was so other angels could collect human souls quickly without worrying about distance but for Izaya it was a way to get around without having to waste time.

When he was human he loved walking everywhere because not only did it keep him fit and healthy but it was an excellent way to observe his humans and interact with their lives in a casual manner but now that he was an angel of death, he could no longer walk the streets visible.

The entire city would blow up at the sight of the informant that had been confirmed dead casually walking down the street with a demonic appearance and a dark aura.

Izaya stepped in and out of the portal in a matter of seconds, he stepped onto Mikado's apartment which was dark and silent. The teen was still sleeping peacefully in his futon.

Izaya pulled up the covers over his naked lover and turned to his laptop which was sitting on the desk. He used to love how fast the city moved but it had moved so fast that 'Orihara Izaya the informant' had been left behind, from the date stamps on various posts they had forgot him in a span of a month after his death as his murder case went cold and Heiwajima Shizuo was no longer being sighted in Ikebukuro and surrounding cities.

Izaya tapped the cheap wooden table with his fingers which had been dyed black in the transformation from human to Angel. Izaya stared at the screen his red eyes narrowing as he looked at various news sites.

Humans are so simple minded, people stop talking about it and they all forget there is a live and free murderer who gruesomely beats people to death in their mist. They could be truly stupid sometimes. Izaya briefly thought about all the unsolved murders in the world and how many people in the underworld met their demise without anyone ever knowing.

It's quite cruel when you think about it. I wonder if they would be comforted by the fact that angels of death know and send those who sin to their punishment. As he thought that Izaya realised something and his eyes widened and he stood up so fast his body was that of a blur.

"I didn't collect Tanaka Tom's soul!" He exclaimed, he started pacing rapidly. "I was so caught up in seeing Mikado again that it completely slipped my mind!" Once again making a portal on the shadows Izaya ran into it leaving the apartment once again free of anyone but the sleeping teen.

Izaya must have had luck on his side because when he arrives at the crime scene of Tanaka Tom's murder his soul was just standing there staring at where his body had once been. The transparent ghost of the man clearly had a bullet wound in his forehead. The man looked at Izaya in surprise and then it slowly melted into a look of utter defeat.

"So not only did I get killed by that kid but you turn up here too. Are you here to poke fun at me and celebrate my death?" The man said angrily but Izaya didn't reply he only held out his hand.

The air begun to glow and out of thin air a scythe appeared. It was sliver and craved with many skull like faces that laughed and cried, around the whole thing was wrapped a vine covered in thorns like that of a rose bush. It was a beautiful piece of art but Izaya showed no sign on acknowledging it at this moment.

"I do find it hilarious that you met your demise through Mikado and meet your fate by my hand. Tell me Tanaka Tom, do you feel remorse for your actions in this life?" Izaya asked with a powerful voice that seemed to echo off the alleyway walls.

Tanaka Tom shut his mouth and clenched his jaw and Izaya shook his head while smirking. "How disappointing. Tanaka Tom for I find you guilty of sin and sentence you to the court of fate where your true punishment will be given." Izaya said grabbing his scythe with both hands, he pulled his arms back to swing and as he did he grinned at Tom.

"Have fun now~. I think it is a waiting list of two million years to get into the court itself." He said cheerfully as his scythe made contact with his ghostly figure which disappeared with a faint scream.

Izaya beamed at his handiwork as his scythe disappeared into a cloud of smoke. He turned around and skipped out of the alley, humming a merry tune off the top of his head.

One down~ Three to go~!