Hello my magnifiscent people who are interested in literature. This is the first chapter to a fanfiction that I am going to try REALLY hard to keep going. This isn't my first fanfiction, but it is my first one in a few yeas. And it's also my first properly written one. So read this chapter, and if you like, go to the next! I will try my hardest to make the waiting times between 1-2 days, and I'm sorry if one of the chapters is pushed to 3. But so far I have 1 and 2 done, so enjoy!
When his phone rang time seemed to be slowed. He reached for the phone with a smirk on his face. He was going to pick up the phone and be told how great the drop-off went, and then probably be nagged into going to get some Sake for the night. He felt the vibration of the phone ringing under his fingers as he picked it up to answer it.
When she dialed the number, she was running for her life. She was going to call him and he was going to answer the phone and he would be smirking on the other side telling her that he planned it all out and that she was going to be fine. He was going to tell her what to do and they'd go get some Sake later. She was going to be saved.
They were both wrong.
"Mashi-mashi. What can I do for you?" Izaya purred over the phone. He smirked triumphantly waiting for those words he imagined to come, happily awaiting the nagging that would follow after. Everything was obvious to him. The world held no secret that he didn't know about. He was confident of himself.
"…h-help me! Izaya-kun! I'm in trouble! It didn't work! I…. I can't use my powers!" The shrill voice that slightly irritated him screamed throught the phone, followed by loud panting of running. Wait… what? That couldn't be right. He remained silent for a second, dumbfounded.
"Wait… what do you mean, it didn't work?" Izaya shouted furiously into the phone. The panting of her thin breathing passed throught the phone.
"I-I don't know! They knew it was me! They have something that won't let me use my powers! Izaya, help! Please!" She shouted again. Izaya froze in his place. All the sudden, time seemed to be frozen again. This wasn't right. There was one thing that Izaya Orihara liked more than anything since he was a child, and that was being in control. Izaya loved playing god. He was the all-knowing, all-seeing god that was sure to rise above everyone later in life.
So now, when he had no control, and things weren't going according to his say-so. It really pissed him off.
"Alright… listen to me..." He started. He was going to give her the first advice that popped into his head, but he was interrupted by her deafening scream and a cracking sound. Everything went silent for a minute, and then he heard breathing in the phone.
"Hello, hello, Izaya-kun! Looks like I've found you're little black birdie, hasn't it? Well I have one thing to tell you… she's not going to be seeing you anymore for a long time, you hear?" A mysterious voice said over the phone. Izaya froze. He was in too much shock to respond to the mysterious voice.
"Quite a babe you have here… I'll think I'll hold onto her for a little while… and if you want her back… you'll have to bring the ransom money. And no freak incidents with the Dullahan, or we'll make little Kizuki one of them!" The voice continued. The only other heard sound was the sound of the phone on the other side clicking off. It was then that Izaya felt an overwhelming feeling. A feeling of helplessness and being thwarted out of his own plans. It pissed him off more than seing Shizuo.
He was always a fan of observing a human's reaction when put into a miserable situation, but he didn't get any enjoyment out of this. In fact, everything in him told him he never actually wished any harm on Kizuki. He came to a conclusion that Kizuki was, in fact, important to him. Everyone else could be burned in fire and he would just start the game anew, but with Kizuki, a woman like her only came around once.
She was everything he needed. His partner in crime. His alternate information broker. His motherly figure. His advisor. She was better than his secretary. She was everything he could have asked for in a partner. And now, her life was on the line. It was then that he dropped his phone on the ground and crushed it beneath his feet in his attempt at a rage quit. He wanted to curse. He wanted to light things on fire. But the only thing he could make out was a maniac-level laugh.
"Ahahahahaha!" He bellowed. He wiped the tears of over-anger from his eyes and smirked as he walked over to his Goh table. "This is the most interesting theing that could have ever happened!" He shouted, moving his piece back a step and flicking Kizuki's off the table. He poured Gasoline on the Goh table and lit it on fire, the flames bringing a divine level of amusement to him as 6 months worth of work was reduced to ashes.
Then the door flew open.
The furious woman in the doorway strode across the room and immediately over to Izaya, dropping her phone out of her sleeve and typing angrily on it while Izaya kept laughing histerically. She whipped her phone around in fustration directed towards him, so he could see the writing and know she was furious.
"Kizuki has been kidnapped! It was Itsuwaribito!" The phone read. She took it back and typed some more, that flipped it in his face again. "And you sit here and laugh?" She took it back again and typed some more, flipping it back around. "They could be doing something horrible to her!" It read. She started typing at amazing speed, showing her worry for the human and the rage she felt for Izaya at the same time.
"Rape."
"Murder."
"Torchure."
"Arso-"
The last thing she couldn't complete because Izaya interrupted her.
"Realax… they're holding her ransom… and I'm simply refusing to pay it." He said, diverting his attention to her instead of the roaring flames. Celty stomped her foot in complete rage and began typing on her phone again.
"What?"
"Why?"
"Are you an idiot? I thought you liked her and that she could trust you to have her back!"
Izaya blinked for a second and gave her an evil grin.
"Relax, my dear Celty. They simply hit my blind spot… I'll get her back… and without paying the expensive ransome they're trying to force out of me." He said, knocking over the Goh board and extinguishing the flames by doing so. "I'll simply start a new plan. She's disabled anyway..." Celty kicked the table over in rage and started typing again.
"Is that all you care about? The money?"
"I thought you were better than that!"
"She's out there now, expecting you to save her!"
"I'll go get her instead!"
Celty anxiously walked to the door, but Izaya stopped her.
"You don't want to do that. They say they'll cut off her head if you get involved." He said, a little too calm for his current mental state. Celty froze in place, unable to cope with the idea of someone else losing their head because of her. She knew how sad it was to miss her head, and she didn't want anyone else put in her shoes. She took out her phone and started typing again.
"Fine."
"But if you don't do something…"
"I will most likely get involved."
I think I owe everyone an explanation. Kizuki Aihara is indeed a witch,a nd is an expert at it. She has a crush on Izaya but she has an attatchment to Shizuo, putting her in an awkward situation. I can try my best to include a later lemon in the story if anyone is interested…. If so, please do tell me. I can try my best to add a lemon, so feel free to tell me if you want one!
Sayonara!
Until the next chapter, my dear reader…
