Shizuo is telling:
When I heard that I turned around. There, in front of me, stood my enemy since High School, Izaya. I looked at him.
"What are you doing Shizu-chan?~" said Izaya. He looked really happy, which annoyed me. I hated this flea
"Nothing, flea." I'm sure I looked pissed, but I didn't mind. Then he could see how much I hated him. Why did he have to come back? The only thing he did was annoy people. No one liked him
"Awwish~ Is there something there annoys you?" Izaya Asked.
"No, not something, someone. You annoy me. Why did you even come back? I thought you hated it here?" I took a smoke from my pocket, lightened it.
"You're so mean, Shizu-chan~" said Izaya.
"Why do you look so happy? It pisses me off " I asked him. How could he always be so happy? I almost always felt angry. I sighed. Maybe he'll go away if I don't get angry, I thought to myself.
"Why I'm happy? Hmm I don't know I just am~" he answered. "Well, b
Shizaya CalmIt was a Friday night like any other. The information broker, Izaya Orihara, was at his desk looking through his files like he usually did until there was a light knock on the door.Shizaya Calm4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well I wonder who it could be? He thought to himself as he got up and made his way to the door.
When he opened the door, he was shocked and slightly horrified to see the strongest man in Ikebukuro standing in front of him.
Shit! What the hell is he doing here? He's never once left Ikebukuro to come and find me.
In his mind he was panicking but he was acting his usual self on the outside. Well at least he'd like to think so.
"Shizu-chan! What brings you all the way to Shinjuku?" His question received no answer and he noticed the taller man didn't look pissed off in the least even though normally he would be yelling and throwing things at Izaya by this point.
Why isn't he getting angry? He looks so calm compared to how he normally is...
"Is there something you need Shizu-chan? I'm kind of
How It Ends :: ShizayaHow It EndsHow It Ends :: Shizaya4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The darkness felt like it was smothering him, crushing in on him from all sides. Izaya looked around, he hated not being able to see anything he couldn't even see his hands when he held them up to his face. The darkness was complete and total and the silence was deafening. All he could hear was a ringing in his ears.
Where am I? Where why am I alone?
It felt like he was back then, back there, back in that time where he was alone, where there was no one.
No, no, no I don't want to go back there!
He extended his hands forwards, as if he wanted to grope himself towards something, anything, that he could use to ground himself. But his fingers groped blindly and he grasped nothing but thin air.
Izaya couldn't help it, he sobbed. His hands were shaking and he was biting down on his lip to keep himself from crying. The silence was starting to get to him.
Desperate for any sort of noise, Izaya called out. He called out for Shi
Old Calendars :: ShizayaOld CalendarsOld Calendars :: Shizaya5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Outside of his living room window, Shizuo could see snow floating down and creating a little drift along the edges of the balcony. It had been colder outside than usual, and his coat was hanging in the hall drying out and leaving little puddles of water on the floor. He'd worry about cleaning it up later.
The microwave beeped, announcing to the apartment that the mug of milk he'd stuck in there to heat up was done. Shizuo turned away from the window and the TV playing a rerun of some show or another was spilling more noise out into the otherwise silent apartment. He pulled out the mug, carefully, and set it on the counter and added the hot chocolate mix, stirring it in and watching as the white milk turned a creamy brown.
Around this time of year, this was his routine: Come home from a long day at work in the cold, make himself a mug of hot chocolate always his favourite brand and then settling down on the couch for a quiet evening.
Sickness - ShizayaIzaya was grumpy, miserable and extremely fucking sick. His head was spinning ferociously as he tried to sit up in his bed. He must have been sweating as his clothes stuck to his lithe body. He felt his forehead which felt as if it had been boiled like a kettle- he half expected steam to start sprouting from his ears.Sickness - Shizaya5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Fuck-" He exclaimed as he held his pounding head in his hands. He needed to get up, at least to grab some pain killers for his aching head and body- but his vision was a little blurry and he could hardly move with his aching limbs. He wondered how exactly he had gotten sick in the first place. It must have been when Shizuo had chased him through the freezing snow the other day.
"Damn Shizu-Chan." He cursed, hoping the blonde protozoan was suffering just as much as he was right now but he knew that because of the way Shizuo was it was very unlikely that he could even get sick. The thought made Izaya extremely angry, he had even planned to go to Ikebukuro specifically to p
Into the Dark :: ShizayaInto the DarkInto the Dark :: Shizaya4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
i opened the window, and softly whispered out
「how are you?」
There's no one here, i'm alone in the room
the morning's come, a morning of pouring rain
somebody, wind up my coil...
It had been raining for the past few weeks. Izaya wasn't sure if he was glad for it after all, it matched his mood or if he just wanted to start glaring at the sky for making him feel worse.
Maybe it was both, he really wasn't sure anymore.
He'd retreated to his bedroom early maybe that was a bit of an understatement, it was ten AM and he was curled up by the window after sending Namie off with only a text message not to bother to come in today. The rest of his work he'd shoved off or taken care of with another all-nighter. Namie wouldn't bother him about his health, since all he was to her was basically a walking ATM that happened to be particularly annoying.
Not like he cared about her. Or his health for that matter. It wasn't like he was
Warmth :: ShizayaWarmthWarmth :: Shizaya5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"You're seriously scared of this shit?"
"... it's psychological, it's supposed to be scary." A pause. "This is all going over your head, isn't it?"
Shizuo shrugged, grinning a little when Izaya jumped and moved just a little closer to him on the couch. "Does it matter? I'm not the one who is jumping at every little noise whether it's in the movie or not."
At that, Izaya blushed just a little and looked away. But he remained curled up against Shizuo's side and bit his lip to suppress a whimper when the floorboards creaked under the woman's feet while she tried to creep down a hallway. The entire room and apartment was dead silent.
Then the fridge hummed to life and Izaya jumped practically into Shizuo's arms.
In response, Shizuo wrapped his arms tightly around the smaller man and pulled him close to his chest. The informant welcomed the contact and snuggled closer, burying his head into Shizuo's arm while peering over it so that he could
Soap Bubbles :: ShizayaSoap BubblesSoap Bubbles :: Shizaya4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Izaya was still shivering from having been stuck outside in the cold for as long as he had been, and internally he was cursing Shiki for being late and leaving him standing there on a street corner like a cheap hooker. Needless to say he still wasn't happy about it he didn't take well to essentially being stood up.
"Something came up, we can talk about that matter tomorrow."
His eyebrow twitched at the memory; his fingers had been too numb to effectively push the buttons on his phone when it went off, and he'd wound up dropping it and missing the call. Luckily, though, Shiki had been kind enough to leave him a message. He'd fumbled with his phone in order to listen to it and he'd been pissed to find out that he'd waited out there for no reason.
What had made it worse that no less than two people had propositioned him, thinking that he actually was a prostitute.
Needless to say, Izaya hadn't been a happy camper when Shizuo had found him there.
Falling and Catching: shizayaThe dark brunette took in a deep breath of the city's polluted air and smiled as he stared out at the sky from the roof of one of the many buildings. The phone beside his ear was spurring out noise, a voice of a woman reminding the man that he still had unfinished papers to finish up although he wasn't focusing on what she was saying, rather it centered around the thought that popped into his mind.Falling and Catching: shizaya5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ah, humans are so interesting. Take Namie Yagiri as an example. She's one of the more intelligent ones but at the same time stupid. The woman fell in love with her brother! How bizzare! He let out a soft chuckle. She lost in the game of love to that stalker girl and I won myself a house wife! With that in mind, he let out his uncontrollable laughter, interrupting Namie's nagging session.
"Orihara," she asked, her voice monotonous. "What exactly is so funny?" She was replied with more laughter and she shook her head in disgust. "Never mind. I'd rather not know." She let out and
This is My Idea :: ShizayaThis is My IdeaThis is My Idea :: Shizaya4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Despite what Izaya or anyone else might say, secretly Shizuo does have a fairly romantic streak in him. He'd deny it if ever confronted with it. Although, he only really has one because he's stuck in a relationship with Izaya and the informant gets absolutely flustered whenever Shizuo does anything even remotely romantic for him.
So it's really no surprise to them that they're walking through a rainy day in Tokyo and sharing an umbrella.
Whether or not the fact that it's red or the fact that it's Valentine's Day has anything to do with it is, of course, up in the air. In any case, neither of them would own up to it being their idea. And neither of them were going to mention that they may or not have been holding hands the truth is that they were.
For the record, Izaya doesn't like the rain or the snow; he doesn't like being cold since when he is, he loses some of his precious control over his body. Incidentally, he doesn't have this issue wit
All These Battles :: ShizayaAll These BattlesAll These Battles :: Shizaya4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Izaya could count on one hand the upsides to being sick. There were a lot of downsides, and there was a very good reason why he hated being sick. He always felt completely miserable and that he'd been run over by a truck, then back up over; everything ached and his muscles were tired and sore and stiff. Then there was how his head would be pounding like he had the world's worst hangover, he had a raging fever and if he moved too much the world would sway and swirl around him.
To put it simply, being sick fucking sucks.
One plus is that Namie isn't there to make fun of him. He got lucky, in a way, when he collapsed in that alley. She wouldn't bother to go looking for him and she also wouldn't care to call the police. Instead, she'd just be happy to have some time off. Or something.
Of course, there was the risk of someone finding him who happened to be an enemy. But that wasn't a strong possibility.
He'd gotten lucky. Shizuo had been the one to fin
Games - ShizayaWARNING! THIS CONTAINS MALEXMALE RELATIONSHIPS, IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEN DON'T READGames - Shizaya5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"IZ~A~YA!" Yelled a very furious Shizuo as the informant laughed and ran for his life. A street sign whizzed dangerously close to his head and into the wall at the opposite end of the alley. He quickly turned the corner to escape any future objects from hitting him. The informant stopped, peeping his head around the corner to taunt the fuming blonde who was chasing after him.
"Catch me if you can Shizu-chan!" He quickly ducked his head away as a trashcan flew in his direction, smashing against the wall and falling to the ground in a pile with the broken street sign. Izaya started running again down the new alley, Shizuo never faltering in his chase. Izaya loved this little game they played- he revelled in the reactions that Shizuo made at his taunts and even his mere presence. It excited him to no end- the danger of someone so fervently trying to kill him. He really loved humans- He stopped when he rea
Shizaya: SunsetWarning!: Boys Love, Yaoi, Shounen-ai etc. If you don't like it don't read and check some other art ^^Shizaya: Sunset4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
! I'm looking for someone who will check this story, because English is my second language and I'm sure that I've made a lot of grammar, vocabulary and spelling mistakes ^^'
Type: Comedy, Shounen-ai
Pairing: Shizaya - Heiwajima Shizuo x Orihara Izaya
Length: 627 words
It was the end of a warm, June day, the Sun was starting to set. Ikebukuro was getting empty - it was time when people already have gone back from work but young people haven't come out yet. You could say it was quite peaceful, unless two guys haven't chased themselves.
- I-za-ya! I'll kill you!
- How do you want to kill me if you can't even catch me? - Izaya laughed, running before Shizuo - It's starting to be boring. Oh, I've got an idea! Let's have a deal! If you win, you won't see me for a week - he said, stopping in some back alley.
- Yeah, and what if I lose? You'll stab me with a knife, won't you? -
Shizaya-Numb Chapter 1DISCLAIMER! Sadly, I do not own the wonderful Durarara!! and it's amazing characters. All rights belong to the creators.Shizaya-Numb Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Note This is my first time writing a fan fiction, so if it sucks well...deal with it. I'll accept criticism, but don't say anything unnecessary. Also, this will continue, but I would love feed back first ^^
I don't remember always feeling so numb. Not in the physical sense, but more in the psychological. I used to have friends. People who actually cared about me, wanted to be around me, wanted to make sure I stayed who I was. I know the change wasn't gradual, otherwise people wouldn't have noticed as much. It was just like something in my brain stopped connecting with the other bits, and changed my personality for the worst. Sometimes, I wish I could go back and fix what I did to all those people... No. I don't care about making it better with them I just wish, as if it were possible, that I could make it better with one certa
Retrograde :: ShizayaRetrogradeRetrograde :: Shizaya4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The hallway was long and dark, with the radio blaring static every so often whenever a grotesque creature appeared in the meagre light that the flashlight provided. Even the soft sounds of footfalls sounded impossibly loud in the dead silence of the apartment.
With great caution Izaya maneuvered his character through the halls, tense as he avoided all of the monsters that prowled through the building. It took a bit of effort since the hallways were narrow and the creatures spewed acid from the holes in their chests.
The door to the apartment opened and Izaya jumped, nearly dropping the controller. His heart was hammering wildly in against his ribcage and it took a lot of effort to calm it down again.
Shizuo looked at him sheepishly, hands raised in a supplicating gesture of apology.
Glaring at him, Izaya turned his attention back to the game; dodging around another monster as he continued to explore the building.
Each thump of Shizuo taking off his shoes made Izaya te
Shizaya: ComplicatedIt was a cold, stormy day in Tokyo, and it didn't look like the weather would be clearing up any time soon. After all, it had been just as gloomy all week, and there had even been a small blackout a couple of days ago. To most people, this dreary weather was getting annoying, but Izaya didn't care. At first, it was amusing to watch how the weather affected the behavior of Ikebukuro's and Shinjuku's citizens. Now, however, the weather was getting to him, maybe just a little.Shizaya: Complicated4 years ago in Romance More Like This
He wasn't sure exactly how he had gotten himself into this mood. All he knew was that he had started thinking about some rather trivial things and he hadn't been getting much sleep lately. Nevertheless, here he was, walking down the sidewalk in Ikebukuro, soaking wet with his jacket's hood up on his head. When he had left Shinjuku earlier, he had decided to find someone he knew and pester them, but after about two and a half hours of wandering around, he was back to staring off into space and thinking.
Away From Here :: ShizayaAway From HereAway From Here :: Shizaya3 years ago in Romance More Like This
So maybe he was pissed off. Yeah it was raining outside correction: it wasn't just raining, it was a full-blown thunderstorm outside and he was completely soaked, but that was totally unimportant. Well, maybe not; it just contributed to his already crappy mood.
He'd woken up that morning to find out that his heater had broken again so his apartment was freezing. Then he'd burnt his toast and been late for work. Once at work, three people had managed to piss him off; the last of which had decided that it would be an absolutely brilliant idea to dump their coffee all over his shirt and vest. And to top it all off, a bird had crapped on him when he'd finally gotten off work.
Then it had started to rain, which the sky had been threatening to do all day.
So, needless to day, Shizuo had had a really crappy day and he was grumpy and on edge and pissed off.
And since he was in the area, he figured that the best idea would be to drop in on Izaya; either to ge
One for All - ShizayaOne for All - Shizaya5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Drip, and I feel the water flowing down my spine, tickling my sore skin and easing my strained muscles.
Drop, and a drip of my blood mixes up with the water in the drain.
It's the blood from a scratch I got while running from you, nothing serious, its fine, but still it makes me smile. It makes me smile as I think back twenty minutes a go when you were still chasing me through the whole city. Screaming and throwing things after me.
Like always, when we see each other.
My smile only widens.
What would you say if you knew that the reason I hound Ikebukuro lately is you?
No, what would you do?
Would you get angry?
A laugh shatters the silence. It's my own.
Of course you would!
I turn off the water the same moment as a impatient knocking breaks through my fainting giggling.
Stepping out of the shower, grabbing my towel I already know that it has to be Shinra. Shinra looking for some interesting medical cases under the cover of being co
The Story You Don't KnowThe Story you Don't KnowThe Story You Don't Know4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I didn't say it, I couldn't say it.
Izaya leaned against the wall of the alley, sliding down it until he was sitting hunched up against it. The burning in his eyes was ignored and he balled his hands up into fists. He was frustrated and angry with himself, and that all too familiar ache in his chest refused to go away; living with it for years hadn't made it any easier, and it had just gotten harder to ignore over the years.
Whoever said that time healed all wounds was full of bullshit. Izaya dearly wanted to punch them. He wished that he had Shizuo's strength so that it would hurt more when he did.
Shizu-chan... He couldn't deny it, just seeing the other made his heart thud wildly in his chest and made his mind race with all the possibilities ones that he'd given up on even dreaming about but his mind kept tormenting him with them that would never come true. Too many years had been spent pushing the other away to repair their
:.Shizaya.:Best Christmas Ever:.Shizaya.:Best Christmas Ever4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
:.Shizaya.: Best Christmas Ever
Celty's sentence is marked with [ and ] 'cuz she actually doesn't speak xD
It was a rainy day in Ikebukuro. Izaya sat in his office and played his own game. Sometimes I just looked at the rain. The sky was gray, and he couldn't see anything, besides the rain, on the window.
It was in the middle of December, but Izaya didn't look forward to Christmas. He was always alone the 24th of December, so it was just a normal day for him.
I guess even Shizu-chan has someone to be with in the Christmas, Izaya thought to himself.
In the second he thought about Shizuo, His stomach started to hurt. He didn't knew why, but every time he thought about Shizuo, his biggest enemy, his stomach started to hurt, and every time he saw Shizuo his stomach started to tickle. It felt like he hat 100 butterflies in his stomach.
Now that he thought about it, he hadn
Shizaya- Your Heat--- 1Shizaya- Your Heat--- 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Izaya sat on the couch. It was raining. His secretary had broken his TV. And he was bored on the internet. "What should I do?" He said aloud to himself. The thin black haired man sat in though, slightly nibbling on the tops of his knuckle. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. It scared the crap out of him, and he jumped up. "Who..." He walked over and opened the door a crack. "Shi-"
"Izaya." The tall, blonde man said. He was soaking wet. Izaya didn't say anything for a minute, he was observing Shizuos face, watching the water drip from his hair and slide down to drip off his chin.
"Shizu-chan what are you doing here? You usually call before-" Shizuo toppled over at Izayas feet. Izayas eyes widened as he saw a puddle of blood form at his feet- Shizuos blood puddle."Shizu-chan!" Izaya knelt down and put his arm around him, helping him up. He practically dragged him to the couch. "W-What happened?" Izaya trembled, he didn't like this sight at all.
"Some stupid gang... I wasn't paying attention...
Equation of Love"Shizu-Chan~!"Equation of Love4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The taller, more irritated blonde snapped his innocent pencil in half at the sound of the all too familiar voice. A head covered in inky black tresses popped out from behind the door and into the nearly empty classroom. It's only occupants were an irritated Shizuo Heiwajima and now the head of, in Shizuo's mind, a pesky flea.
"What the fuck do you want? Isn't it a bit early for you even?" The blonde made a good point. School wasn't supposed to start for another 2 hours or so, but yet here the two sat, awake and already at their usual antics.
"I was about to ask you the same thing, Shizu-Chan~" Izaya purred in his smooth voice, a voice which sent a shiver down the taller male's spine. That nickname always made anger start sparking even more in Shizuo's mind.
"Don't call me that! Can't you go find something better to do? I'm sure some other people are here for you to bother. I'm busy." Shizuo growled and turned his attention back to the paper sitting in front of him
A very Shizaya ChristmasIt was finally Christmas Day and Izaya was bored. He loved humans but as of yet, even with all this Christmas hype and cheer, none of them were making anything interesting or out of the ordinary happen. He decided it was time to pay his favorite human a visit; he had an idea of what he wanted for Christmas from the bartender he so adored.A very Shizaya Christmas4 years ago in Humor More Like This
"Oh Shizu-chaaaaan," He drawled cheerfully, "where are yoooou?" Jumping off the railing he had been perched on, Izaya adjusted his Santa hat and stuffed his hands into the warm pockets of his black fur trimmed hoodie. Humming a little Christmas carol, he went in search of his favorite blonde.
"Shizu-chaaaaaan!" Shizuo turned at the sound of a familiar voice calling out his name. He was shocked to see Izaya running up to him, a Santa hat sitting snugly atop his head of smooth raven locks.
Izaya grinned cheerfully, waving his hand in the air as he dashed towards Shizuo. The informant was faster than Shizuo thought he was. Before Shizuo could react and
Shizaya Fanfiction Part 1 KitsuzayaShizaya Fanfiction Part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Written from the perspective of Heiwajima Shizuo. ShizuoXIzaya, DONT LIKE DONT READ DONT FLAME. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!)
It all started when I saw this pathetic thing by the side of the road. It was a small thing. Very fragile, and very pale. A fox. But it wasn't just any fox; damnit, if it was I wouldn't be this damned irritated! I took pity on it. Who wouldn't? It was raining and it wasn't even in a box. It was just...lying there. I thought it was dead, but a slight shiver that trembled through it's lithe body told me otherwise. It didn't look normal either, it was a darker orange than any other fox. In fact, the colors of it's fur strands were mixed, brown, gold, red, orange, black...it had them all.
Anyway. I couldn't just leave it to die. I picked it up, low and behold it fit right into the palm of my hand.
...at the time, it did.
"Hey! Oi!" I said, shoving the fox's snout away from my nose. "I'm trying to read here!"
My name is Heiwajima Shizuo. I'm a teacher
Secret AdmirerShizuo Heiwajima never dated or liked any girls in all his life. He was too afraid he'd hurt someone and most people saw him as a monster anyway. The only girl who doesn't run away from him in fear is Celty and he only sees her as a friend. He wouldn't care if he went through his whole life without ever being with someone.Secret Admirer4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But what is he supposed to do in a situation like this where someone is sending him gifts everyday? Is he supposed to feel flattered or should he be worried? He felt annoyed more than anything since he doesn't really care for flowers or chocolates or any of these expensive gifts. He wished the person would stop or give him their name so he could tell them to stop.
One particular day he came home to a letter stuck in his mailbox and no gift in sight.
A letter? Is it from the person who's sending me all of that stuff? He wondered to himself as he opened the door and walked inside. I guess I'll just have to read it...
He sat down on the couch and opened th