Various x Reader Oneshots

That Crazy Info Broker (Izaya Orihara; Durarara)

Edit: I do not own the picture above. It belongs to the artist who drew it. If you know who, please tell me so I can credit it properly :3

Well, isn't this fun. I haven't updated for months. I'm not even sure if I can ACTUALLY catch Izaya's character since I can't imagine him well. Sorry if it isn't to your liking.

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Another day, another-

"Izaya!!" Crash.

"Shizu-chan~ How mean of you to greet an old friend like this~" A laugh. Another crash.

"Shizuo! Just stop chasing Izaya right now! You're making a wreck of Ikebukuro. Again!!" I shouted, but my words fell into deaf ears. Again.

Ever since I moved in to this city, all I ever heard and saw is Shizuo chasing the info broker, Izaya Orihara.

"So much for running. I can't even run!" I sighed, attempting to jog when I caught my reflection on a glass window of an antique shop.

I sighed, looking at my reflection. Specifically my two-toned eyes.

My right eye is (e/c) while my left eye is a shade of blue. I loathed myself for having this.

People think it's cool or awesome, but I know that it's horrible.

In more ways than one, it affects my organs.

I sighed and shook my head. I looked away from the window and was about to jog off again when-

"_____-chan~" A laugh made me freeze. Hands were propped on my shoulders as a chin was placed atop my head.

"What the hell, Izaya?!" I was about to shove him off, but a vending machine was thrown at us.

"Shizuo, you idiot! I almost got hit god-" A knife on my throat silenced me.

"Come any closer and I'll paint her a pretty red, Shizu-chan." Izaya smirked. "What the hell are you doing, Izaya?" I thought, raising an eyebrow.

He obviously w-

"Let her go, you-" Sorry kids, I have to tune him out because he's swearing. And that's not good for kids.

........ Did you just break the 4th wall?

Maybe~ But, back to the story! Hahaha~

I felt someone hit my pressure point and I went limp.

"Izaya, you ****ing weasel....." Then I blacked out.

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"I almost died, you bastard!"

"Now, now ______-chan, we were only playing~!" He gave me one of those smirks of his. I glared at him.

"You involved me in one of your games. Again!" I bickered and went to sit on my sofa.

After that fiasco, he took me back home. Not to mention tucking me into the bed for some **** reason.

As soon as I woke up, I found him in the living room then I proceeded to hit him with the pillows on the sofa.

Now, I'm just sitting there and crossed my arms.

Did I mention that Izaya and I are in a relationship? Oh well, that crazy bloke never says anything anyways.

I was suddenly lifted off of the couch by Izaya. He's carrying me in what seems to be a-

"Put me down!"

He chuckles. "____-chan~ I know another game we can play."

God, that smirk of his.

I scowled. "I said, PUT ME DOWN!"

He proceeded to run out the door and into the streets.

"Izaya!!"

Oh boy....

I sighed.

And this is my life with the crazy info broker, Izaya Orihara. My boyfriend, and a weasel.

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That was horrible, I'm sorry ;-; I have no idea what I just typed and I just went with the flow on this.

I'm so, so, so, so sorry for the late update of this. This is to whoever requested a heterochromatic reader with Izaya.

Peace out,
HeavenlyAngel761