(Medieval fic) "You will marry the king, disguised as a woman, drink the poison handed to you the wedding night and die, understood?" A soft nod was given as Izaya's father circled his son wearing the dress specifically adjusted for tomorrow's departure. Disgust displayed on the duke's face as his glance hit Izaya's hips. The feeling was mutual. "At least you look the part."
There's something wrong with the new chatbot in the Dollars chatroom.
Love is more dangerous than anything out there in the world… Izaya can freeze time, he didn't meant to drag Shizuo and his heart into it.
Without the pressures of high school life, Izaya, Shizuo, Shinra, and Kadota are free to dedicate their time to the business of ghost hunting. PRO was founded by the four friends after graduation, and with their gained experience and vast knowledge, they are prepared to accept their first cases as professionals. Sequel to Ghost Hunt Club.
[Spoil post-anime!] Malgré tout ce qui s'était passé entre eux, Shizuo n'arrivait pas à l'oublier. Il savait que cette fois-là, leur combat avait été beaucoup trop loin. Pourtant, il attendait encore son retour. Parce qu'Izaya finissait toujours par revenir... non ?
Their first encounter started innocently enough – a meet-cute that should have fizzled into mutual irrelevancy almost immediately, because real life didn't happen the way they made it seem in romantic comedies. In the real world, when a woman locked eyes with a good-looking stranger in a thoroughly non-romantic setting, ninety-nine percent of the time it led nowhere. Izaya, the 1%
Izaya and Shizuo lose their memories of their romantic relationship and ultimately forget they became anything more then enemies. Their friends try to hide it, but it isn't long before they feel the two former lovers need to know the truth. Forced to confront their feelings; Izaya denies everything, but Shizuo starts to realize that their maybe something more between them.
Izaya gets caught working for the Awakusu-Kai by the son of a opposition gang leader. There is no mercy for snitches. (Graphic rape/non-con, violence, some comfort)
More thoughts with the tadpoles as we get to know all of them all over again- old and new.