AN: I always take so long before I decide to begin a new chapter, so I'm going to try and make this a pretty long chapter. I don't know how long though. We'll just have to wait and see.

Oh, I've joined a new role play forum that my friend started based on two YouTube DRRR! Gangs. I'm Izaya on there and I must say I am in love with my Izaya side. It's spot on in some parts. We actually have the same view on humanity~ I really am the Shizaya love child.

I don't want to make this author's note too long, so I am going to begin typing up this chapter now.

Enjoy! ^^

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Izaya walked down the streets, his hands tucked inside the jacket of his fur trimmed jacket. His mind, side tracked. He had hours before he had to meet up with Anri Sonohara, so he had to find something to entertain himself until his meeting with her at five later the evening. He had already walked all over the district, finding nothing interesting going on with his beloved humans. There goes forty five minute of his time completely wasted.

That left him another forty five minutes to find something to do in the city.

Izaya was being absent minded and was not paying attention to where he was stepping. This caused him to occasionally bumped into other pedestrians. Since he couldn't apologize to them since his voice was currently gone, the only thing he could do, at least that he could think of was just to keep walking away from them.

Bang!

Izaya stepped back and rubbed his forehead and groaned silently. Who had he walked into this time? Some kind of robot or something? No. He looked at the person he had bumped into, but it wasn't a person at all. It was a metal street sign. He had finally been hit by one. Irony.

He must have hit the metal harder then he thought because a excruciating headache came to his head. He felt a small vibration in his throat, almost like he were talking. What surprised him even more was the sound, even though it was barely audible. "O….ow…"

Izaya could have sworn he had heard a quiet noise coming from his mouth, but he decided he was just hallucinating and continued on his way around the district.

After some more walking, the time until his meeting the "Mother" went by in what seemed in the blink of an eye. Or something like that. Izaya had passed by the park ten minutes ago. He turned back, beginning the walk back to South Ikebukuro Park. Sure, he would be a couple of minutes late to his and the teenage girl's meeting, but still, he would be showing up and in his defense, he was a pretty good distance away from the park.

At the park, Anri sitting on one of the wooden benches that sat across from the large fountain, still in her school uniform. Izaya slowly walked over to her as he brought his flip phone out of his jeans pocket so that he would be able to communicate with the fifteen year old teenager.

"You're late," she said. She hardly lifted her head to look at him at all.

Izaya sighed silently, typing a message onto his phone. [In my defense I was half way across Ikebukuro about ten minutes ago...]

Anri nodded, the sunlight making a bright light reflect off of her glasses and causing Izaya to squint. He put a hand over his eyes, sitting across from the teenagers, his back now blocking the sun from her glasses. He was now able to look at her without squinting.

He typed another message onto his phone. [I haven't seen her around lately… She hasn't been around for a while.] Izaya felt a small about of hope, wishing that she had gone back to her home country all the way in Russia. But, this blond girl was a stalker after all, they wouldn't just disappear that easily.

"I haven't seen anyone who fits the description you gave me either." Anri sighed, looking at Izaya. She had trouble believing what he had told her from the beginning. She knew that he liked to give out information for his own personal entertainment. It was hard to believe anything Izaya said unless you were new to Ikebukuro, or else you were screwed. Izaya would be able to play you easily. "Are you sure you're not the Slasher and you're not just trying to cover up your own scheme by pinning it on someone else? That is something that you would do, Izaya, and I'm sure just about everyone in the city, possibly the world would agree with me on that."

Izaya rolled his eyes. [You can tell if I'm lying, remember? That why you cut me with Saika. Is it really that hard to believe?]

Anri sighed, knowing that the statement the informant had just said was one hundred percent true. That is why she had cut him with Saika. She wanted to be able to know if he were lying and she would be able to control him as well.

Izaya typed another message onto his cell phone. [I have a feeling that she knows we are looking for her, and that she is in hiding. That seems pretty reasonable, right?]

"True…"

Izaya went to type another message onto his phone. From the corner of his eye he spotted a familiar blond girl. He tensed where he sat, freezing in his place, hoping that said girl would not see him. No, Izaya wasn't scared of her, he just did not want anymore injuries from her. She had already taken away his ability to speak. The next thing she might take away from his is his life.

Anri saw where he was looking, following the raven's gaze over to the Russian. Something in her told her that this was the Slasher that Izaya was telling her about. However, this girl look harmless, minus her ice blue eyes that made her look like she were ready to take you down.

Just keep walking… just keep walking… Izaya thought to himself.

Izaya watched as the blond girl continued to walk on after a moment, most likely in pursuit of a certain blond debt collector. He sighed. [Should I follow her?]

What the hell am I saying? Izaya thought.

"That'd be nice…"

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AN: I know, cruel of me to leave you guys with a clip hanger after so long… oh well.. I finally updated.

Please review! ^^"