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!!
Bartender Harassment
Featuring: Izaya
Written by: Vecker
Word Count: 101
Izaya could feel the warmth of the bartender leave him. Lying there he let out a soft groan of irritation. The excitement and fun had long since ended. Now, he could feel pain all over his body. Reaching to the back of his neck, his fingers slowly grazed over his skin feeling the multiple bite marks left behind by Heiwajima Shizuo. Izaya felt his eyes narrow. They were all over his neck, on his shoulders, on his arms and his legs. The information trader lowered his hand. He closed his eyes, letting out a heavy sigh.
So much for safety words…
Flea Harassment
Featuring: Shizuo, Tom
Written by: Vecker
Word Count: 104
The bartender let out a yawn. Lighting up a cigarette, he took a slow draw, hoping the nicotine would wake up his system. Noticing his tired state, Tom turned his head, looking at Shizuo.
“Another rough night?” Tom asked.
“Yeah,” Shizuo replied. “That bastard flea wouldn’t leave me alone. I didn’t get any sleep.”
“I don’t know why you let him stay with you,” Tom said. “Ever since he’s been living with you, you always come to work tired. Is he really harassing you that much?”
The bartender remained silent for a moment. He then let out a smoky exhale, “You have no idea.”
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’.”
Kill you, Kiss me
Featuring: Shizuo, Izaya
Written by: Vecker and Gokusangel20
Word Count: 358
Bouncing on his way, Izaya was suddenly caught off guard when a trash can slammed into him from behind. Knocked over, the information trader turned his head to see the infamous bartender towering over him with a smirk on his face.
Izaya smiled, “Oh Shizu-chan, I was wondering when you would show up today.”
“Shut up!” Shizuo snapped.
He reached down to grab Izaya but the information trader was not going to be taken so easily. Summersaulting backwards, he evaded the bartender’s grasp as he rolled away from him. Jumping to his feet, Izaya let out a playful laugh as he began dodging the insistent reach of the bartender.
“C’mere jerk!” Shizuo snapped, becoming more and more furious with each evasive maneuver by his victim.
“Jerk?” Izaya smiled. Taunting he pointed, shaking his finger towards Shizuo in a scolding manner, “Is that any way to get your flea’s attention?”
In Izaya’s pause, Shizuo reached out, finally grabbing the information trader by his coat. Caught, Izaya suddenly felt the bartender’s hands around his neck, choking him in a strangling motion.
“Asshole!” Shizuo yelled, tightening his grip around Izaya’s neck, “Die!”
“Bastard!” Izaya coughed out through his strangulation. Pulling his knife from his pocket, he jabbed it into Shizuo’s shoulder. “Let me go!”
“No!” Shizuo snapped. Feeling the pain in his shoulder his grip loosened slightly. “I’m going to kill you!”
As the bartender’s grip relaxed Izaya leaned up, crushing his lips against him in a deep kiss. The knife still embedded in his shoulder, Shizuo’s hands went from choking to now cupping Izaya’s face tenderly as he returned his passionate kiss.
Slowly removing the knife from Shizuo’s shoulder, the information trader broke the kiss, his lips brushing against the bartender as he spoke quietly, “We better get home if we plan on doing any more of that.” He smiled, his voice remaining soft and subtle, “I wouldn’t want the whole town seeing us having alone time.”
Feeling the knife removed, the information trader’s words echoed through the bartender’s mind. Releasing his hold on Izaya, Shizuo narrowed his eyes. His voice was breathy, intense as he growled, “Start running fucker.”
End
