Accidental Hero

Initial Incident

In the life of an actor, one didn't expect to have any real problems besides stalkers and stalkers and people who didn't like you.

Kasuka was used to this.

"Yuhei-san!" His bodyguards cried out as Kasuka turned, oblivious to his surroundings as his thoughts of how narrowly he had escaped yet another group of fangirls distracted him. He frowned as he saw the men running forward. They must have fell behind. They weren't the brightest of the bunch. A loud blaring interrupted his thoughts as Kasuka turned to see a van zooming forward, about to hit him.

OH SHIT!

He stared in surprise at the vehicle as it moved almost in slow motion to hit him. He was like a deer in headlights. There was no escape. He was a goner. He didn't have the type of strength his brother had, this would kill him.

"IZAYA~"

Something rammed into his side as Kasuka stood transfixed by the vehicle in front of him. The world spun before his eyes as crimson reflected his impassive face back.

Orihara Izaya.

The famous informant of Shinjuku.

He was staring back at him, pulling him out of the way just in the nick of time.

Time resumed its normal speed as Kasuka felt himself land on the informant. The bodyguards rushed over to hover about in a panic.

"Yuhei-san!"

"Who the hell was supposed to be watching him?"

"What were you guys doing?"

Shizuo stood in shock, the stop sign in his hands falling to the ground.

Fangirls nearby shrieked, "OH MY GOD! HE WAS ALMOST KILLED!"

"YUHEI!"

"SOMEONE TELL ME HIS RESCUER'S NAME!"

"I LOVE THEM BOTH!"

The van screeched to a halt before the man inside bolted out, looking panicked, "are you both alright?"

Slowly, Kasuka gathered his inner storm and nodded, "I'm fine."

Izaya sat up and winced, gathering notice by even more than the actor and the nearby fangirls.

"OH MY GOD! Yuhei's rescuer is bleeding!"

"SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE!"

"Are you alright sir," one of the bodyguards moved forward and bent over, addressing the informant.

"Yes, yes. I'm fine. I was just a little scratched."

"Brother..." Kasuka looked over to find the blond remaining in place.

"Yuhei-san. We should get you to safety."

Kasuka nodded before waving the man off, moving forward, he held out a hand to the informant. The man looked up at him before snorting quietly, "it was nothing. Hurry up and get to safety."

Chivalry? Modesty?

Kasuka gave the man a small smile before returning to his impassive state and leaving the scene. He nodded to one of his men before they left, "make sure he is properly taken care of."

The fans squealing in the streets would be heard the rest of the week.

~.~

Less than one minute.

That was exactly how long it had taken for Izaya to royally fuck himself up. He had saved Shizu-chan's brother!

He had just been minding his own business, getting chased by Shizu-chan, going on about his daily routine, and Kasuka just had to get in front of the van, he just had to be in danger, and of course, with his horrible luck, Izaya just had to accidentally save his life. It wasn't like he gave a shit, he had just been the unlucky bystander.

"OH MY GOD, IT'S IZAYA!"

SHIT!

Izaya looked behind him before breaking into yet another sprint. He threw himself onto an alleyway fire escape before climbing up the side of the building. The girls were smarter than the others, they followed after him at a breakneck pace.

"WE LOVE YOU!"

No, my precious humans! You are just being insane! Of all the times for his humans to love him back.

"IZAYA-CHAN!"

Izaya leaped down onto an overhang and rolled off onto the sidewalk, quickly continuing down the street. It wasn't safe anywhere!

He screeched to a halt as another wave of fans appeared before him. He was walking on thin ice, traversing through tall grass with no pokemon in his party. Basically, he was fucked.

"THERE HE IS!"

Izaya threw himself upon a nearby passing vehicle and climbed onto the roof, riding down the street before leaping off to reach safety.

"Thief!"

Shouting to his left caught him by shock, so much so that he lost his balance and went flailing off the roof of a car and falling against a man running down the street. His fans paused before him and shrieked.

"OH MY GOD!"

"OH!"

"I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!"

Izaya rubbed his once again sore, bleeding back and looked over to find a policeman handcuffing the man he had fallen on. A woman picked up the purse the other had dropped and checked it a split second before flinging herself into his arms.

"Thank you."

"...um..."

She pulled back to smile at him, tears streaming down her face, "my son is suffering from cancer and my paycheck for his treatment is in here." She held him tighter and sobbed into his arms, "Thank you... Thank you so much..."

"He's a hero!"

"I'm going to have his babies!"

Izaya, very disturbed by the mess, pulled back, "miss... it was nothing."

She cupped his face and kissed him before media came.

"Orihara!"

"How does it feel to have saved another person in need?"

"Are you trying to impress someone?"

"Are you thinking of becoming famous?"

Izaya stood up, pulling away from the woman again, he turned and sprinted off again, leaving no comment. He didn't stop running until he reached the safety of his apartment. Ignoring the murmurs of his neighbors and beloved humans, he threw himself into his home and slammed the door shut.

"Welcome back, hero." Namie didn't even look up.

"Oh Namie-chan, as if I would care so much!" Izaya laughed, "my naïve little humans, they assume too much."

"Fine. I really don't care. I'm done with your paperwork so I'm leaving."

"Bye Namie-chan~ I'll miss you ever so much~ I know how much you can't resist a hero." He smirked as the room turned several degrees colder. Namie glared at him in fury before slamming the door shut.

How funny~ She was just so amusing.

He turned when he realized just what she had been doing, gifts lined his wall, blocking his view out his beloved floor to ceiling window.

Damn her, she probably put them there on purpose...