Hey guess what, too lazy to make a nice introduction so this is what it is. This is a World for Izaya, Shizuo, Psyche, Tsugaru and whatever other Durarara!! character that comes into my head when I write these. This is actually part of a collaboration fan-fiction that I am working on. Feel free to leave comments - constructive feedback is appreciated.
This is a World of Drabbles featuring the characters from Durarara!!
Good Morning Flea
Featuring: Shizuo, Tsugaru, Psyche
Written by: Vecker
Word Count: 291
“What are you doing?” Tsugaru asked, looking over Shizuo’s shoulder.
The bartender was sitting on the couch, typing on Izaya’s computer. “I am sending a picture of flea sleeping to his Facebook and writing the words ‘good morning flea’,” Shizuo responded without looking at him.
“Why?” Tsugaru asked.
“When flea wakes up, the first thing he does before he even gets out of bed is check his Facebook and his messages on his phone. This is the first thing he will see,” Shizuo replied. “He always tries to post pictures of me during the day to piss me off – I think this pisses him off to see pictures of himself sleeping with messy hair in the morning. Everyone else on his friends list will see it too.” The bartender paused; a little smirk crossing his face, “And… Izaya has a lot of friends.”
Picking up on Shizuo’s thoughts, the clone realized the hidden innuendo of his actions. Tsugaru smiled. “That’s cute, Shizuo-kun!”
“It’s not supposed to be cute!” Shizuo snapped. His face started to turn red as he looked seeing Tsugaru giving him a smug expression of disbelief.
“I am going to do that to Psyche!” Tsugaru announced.
Shizuo watched as his clone walked away, leaving the living room and the computer. “Oi!” the bartender called, “Where are you going?”
Tsugaru walked down the hallway, heading into the guest bedroom where Psyche lie sleeping. Crawling into bed he hugged his counterpart. Nuzzling on him, he continued to snuggle with him until Psyche finally started to wake up. Eyes half opened, the sleepy clone could feel Tsugaru snuggling against him.
“What it is, Tsugaru?” Psyche mumbled. “Why are you so affectionate now? It’s too early.”
Tsugaru smiled, quietly responding, “Good morning ‘flea’.”
Easter Bunny
Featuring: Izaya, Shizuo, Psyche
Written by: Vecker and Gokusangel20
Word Count: 192
The day before Easter was slowly winding down. Shizuo and Izaya had resided on the couch while Tsugaru and Psyche sat on the floor. The pink cloned, glanced up, smiling happily at his friends.
“Shizu-chan, guess what?” Psyche said. Before Shizuo could respond he answered, “I saw the Easter Bunny today at one of the stores and asked him to come see you and Izaya-kun. I told him we were at your house so he will know to leave our baskets here this year instead of in Nerima.” Psyche then turned his head, going back to watching television as he kept speaking, “Izaya-kun even talked to the Easter Bunny too!”
“Psyche!” Izaya suddenly snapped. “You said you wouldn’t say anything!”
The clone smiled, turning around to face Izaya, “But Izaya-kun, it was cute seeing you talking with the Easter bunny.”
The Information trader frowned, pulling his hood over his head to cover his embarrassment.
Watching his actions, Shizuo smirked. “Did you ask the Easter Bunny to come to our house?” He teased poking at the covered information trader.
Izaya growled, remaining hidden underneath his hooded coat. “Shut up! I hate you both!”
Quandary: Switching Places
Featuring: Izaya, Psyche
Written by: Vecker
Word Count: 240
Poking his head into the room, Psyche peered in to see Izaya sitting quietly at his desk. His eyes were fixated on his computer but it was clear to Psyche that his mind was elsewhere. Bounding into the room, Psyche happily made his way over to his counterpart.
Approaching Izaya, he threw his arms around him, hopping into his lap, “Izaya-kun!”
The actions of the clone immediately broke the informant’s concentration as he now had a weight in his lap, clinging to him with affection.
Pulling back from his hug, Psyche smiled as he now made eye contact with Izaya, “What are you doing?”
“Shouldn’t you know that seeing as how you can hear my thoughts?” Izaya asked staring up at him with calm expression.
“I can but I thought I would be polite and ask anyway,” Psyche smirked cunningly in response. “Why are you thinking about Shizuo? I thought you hated him.”
“I do,” Izaya said. “That’s why I have been thinking of him. Fighting with him has become monotonous. All our fights are the same. I think it’s time I gave him a new reason to hate me.”
“Oh?” Psyche asked. “What are you going to do?”
“I wonder how Shizu-chan would fair against someone like you,” Izaya spoke, his tone more reflective than suggestive.
“Would Shizu-chan even know the difference between Psyche and Izaya?” Psyche asked.
Izaya smiled. His eyes shifted from Psyche to the wall. “I wonder.”
Quiet Evening at Home
Featuring: Izaya, Psyche
Written by: Vecker and Gokusangel20
Word Count: 273
Psyche sat on the floor of the living room. Watching the television, he hummed to himself happily whenever the commercials came on. From his position on the sofa, Izaya sat curled up under one of the sofa blankets. A phone in his hand, he kept his focus on the screen, texting emails and messages as he began closing out his daily routine of informative discussion with his clients. Rocking back and forth from his position on the floor, Psyche glanced up towards his twin curled up on the couch. Smiling, he crawled over, looking up at the information trader.
“What are you doing?” Psyche asked curiously.
“Nothing,” Izaya responded. He did not meet Psyche’s glance as he continued to work using his phone.
Not satisfied with that remark, his double now crawled up onto the couch, leaning forward, “If it’s nothing then why are you messing with your phone so much?” Psyche reached for it, his curiosity peaked. “I want to see!”
Izaya turned his body just as Psyche reached over. The double fell, landing face down in the couch, his grasp avoided. Looking down at him, Izaya frowned when he saw his clone ‘come back to life’. Lying down on the couch, Psyche turned so that his head was in Izaya’s lap. Looking up at him, he smiled.
Izaya frowned, “If it was any of your business I would let you see it.”
Psyche’s eyes seemed to light up, “You would?”
Izaya smirked. Pushing Psyche off the couch, he smiled, “No. I wouldn’t. But that slight sparkle of hope getting crushed was enough to amuse me through the last set of commercials.”
End
