Shape Shifter Ch 1: Encounter

This was Ikebukuro, a city where abnormal things happen. Where a rumored headless black rider, appears at night, an abnormally strong man that can lift up a truck, a hoard of illegal foreigners lived as yakuza, assassins, and vampires. So, it wouldn't be shocking to find another being blended in the crowd.

"Hey, did you hear? There was another murder…"

"What? That killer hasn't been caught yet?"

"Seems so, and it says that the body was more gruesome than the others this time…"

"Scary…"

"…"

"You want me to investigate what?"

"You heard me…" The man on the other line of the phone replied.

"I don't really mind but do I have to start now?" said the raven haired man as he glanced at the wall clock. "I'm busy… and Shizu-chan isn't home yet…"

"I need information on that thing NOW; his been taking down some of my men these past few days"

"That thing, randomly chooses maybe it's because it knows you're after it"

"Just do what I told you…"

*sigh*

"…and be careful."

It was midnight; on a rooftop was a silhouette of a man holding a pair of binoculars as he watched the city, specifically eyeing the dark alleys and streets that seemed completely unoccupied. I wonder if he's going to show up. Well I hope I'm not waiting here for nothing. That thing better show up…

It was all over the news, a sudden serial killer appearing out of nowhere. Corpses were found in random places, all monstrously scarred, scratched and bitten. Faces no longer recognizable, lying in a pool of blood, none of them seemed to have any connections with each other. The killer would just choose a random civilian, bring the innocent thing to somewhere dark and attack mercilessly. Some rumors even say that the killer would first rape the unfortunate victim before sending it back to the creator. Izaya didn't intend to get into this, knowing how much his lover worried. But a job is a job, in all honesty he wanted to know who this killer was, that thing has been killing some of his beloved humans after all. He'd have to thank Shiki-san for giving him an excuse. Now, Shizu-chan can't stop me from getting into this, he'll have to understand that it's part of my job. He grins at the thought of his beloved insisting to accompany him while snooping around for more information. He forgot to inform Shizuo that he wouldn't be home to greet him this time. Well, maybe I'll be able to go home earlier than him... if that thing doesn't show up in one more hour, I'll leave! He declared internally, he'd have to think of a proper excuse or if needed, an apology for the temporarily unfinished job to his yakuza boss.

The black silhouette of the informant then jumps to a neighboring building's rooftop, thinking he might get a better view of the dark alleys. He also needed to make sure he wouldn't be spotted by anyone, carefully avoiding the moonlight. There's completely nothing going on, he isn't showing up… maybe that thing finally got bored, or is taking a night off of killing anyone right now. Why would shiki-san even insist me to go searching for that thing now of all times? it's not like that thing kills a person a day, it's not going to show up every night, maybe it has a pattern of which day it's going to kill… should've read through those police reports first before going out… I have no idea what I'm looking for here…

I, the famous informant actually have no ideas about a serial killer on his own turf…. This is all shizu-chans fault… always warning me and saying cheesy stuff… he pouts as he realizes how obedient he has become thanks to the blond. I definitely won't tell him tha- his train of thought stops as he notices two black figures entering a vacant alley. Izaya takes a step back to hide more of his presence in the shadows, zooming on what was happening with his binoculars. He sighs… he notices that the pair were smiling at each other cuddling and laughing, probably just a pair of lovers who wants to try something out on public, not that anyone would see them in the dark. Izaya calms himself, that thing really isn't coming, what a complete waste of time….

Hmmm…. Maybe, well… it's been a while, not that this is a strange hobby, but no one ever knows~ he smirks as he pulls out his mini camera from his pocket and zooms in on the couple, enjoying each other's warmth. That girl looks like a teacher, probably married, oh! There's a ring~ but what's this, her partner doesn't seem to have one~! I got your pretty little faces~ if he didn't have to hide, he'd have rushed over the two and toyed with them, laughing hysterically at the woman's shocked face.

Okay, that's enough pictures; it looks like they're finished too. He stops taking pictures and waits for the couple to disappear from view, surprisingly, he sees the male partners head on the woman's abdomen, as if trying to hear or feel something, the woman only chuckles at his actions. Is this guy checking if she's pregnant? That's not a very accurate way to tell though, is he scared? Then he should know better, ah his eyes widened, pfft don't tell me he actually thinks he'd- Izaya takes a step back and hides back in the shadows, eyes turning serious… he takes last one picture and runs.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! What do I do? He definitely saw me- *stomp stomp* *stomp*

Izaya picks up more speed, using his skills he jumps from the rooftop down the streets hastily thinking of a hiding spot eager to lose… to lose those extra pair of footsteps echoing behind him. He's following me.

"That's it for the night Shizuo, and you can have a day off tomorrow, I'll just be at the office." Tom says as he waved goodbye. Shizuo just nods as a reply. A day off huh, I hope Izaya'll be free all day. His mind wanders off; thinking of spending an entire day with his favorite informant as he blankly walks home.

Maybe I should give him a call…

*ring*

*ring*

…

He blocked my call? What was that about? Well, guess I'll just go home to find out, maybe it's because I'm going home pretty late tonight… going to have to comfort him if he's a little angry. The tall blond man grins at the thought of going home being greeted by an accusing pout. I should buy him ootoro just in case. With that, he stops by the Russian sushi shop for a box of the informant's favorite tuna.

Now, time to go ho- "HIIIIIISSSSSSS"

Blood? Wait, I think I'm stepping on something… it was a black cat. Oops. "Sorry about that."

He apologizes as if the thing actually understood him. He raises his foot off the bloody fur and wouldn't you know it the thing started scratching and biting his raised leg with all its little might. "Well, you're energetic for something injured…." The blond comments completely unhurt of what the ball of black fur was doing. He wouldn't let it continue doing that though. He reaches for the cats back and raises it away from his leg, ignoring the dripping blood from his own leg; he notices that the cat's injury looked more like of a slice rather than being stepped on. "Did you get bullied or something?"

The cat only glares at the violet covered eyes and starts biting at his captors arm. "Izaya is not going to like that…" I should take him home, just until his injury heals, I probably made it worst anyway, and Izaya, likes cats right… The blond thinks as he continues his walk back home, stretching his arm to keep the enraged cat from hitting his face, leaving his arm to turn into some vertical cat scratching post.

Author: Hello, if you're reading this, this means you were actually able to withstand my terrible grammar, thank you ^^.Um, please feel free to violently criticize, this is my first fanfic and I plan to improve so, I should do a disclaimer, right… I do not own any of the characters… I'm seriously nervous about this ^ thank you for reading…