Durarara 5

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Durarara or any of its characters, except Jaden, who is awesome.

Her name is Jaden. She is originally from a small state in the U.S. known as Oklahoma. From Oklahoma she traveled to New York, then China, and now Japan. Ikebukuro, Japan. She works with shady characters, in bad parts of the town. She is qualified, on the streets of course, as an underground doctor, an underground informant, an underground spy, an assassin, and an occasional torturer. She has a knack for hacking computers too and often, sub-consciously, manipulates someone. Jaden came from a rather ordinary family, but an ability showed up when she was about six years old. The ability to make anyone tell the truth and only the truth, which is useful and dangerous. As she made her way down the sidewalk of Ikebukuro, she caught many glances, especially from men. Jaden's long, silky auburn hair fell in a blanket to her waist and she wore a navy blue skirt with unnoticeable shorts beneath, a white tee, a navy blue long-sleeve jacket and she had a tan over-the-shoulder bag bouncing on her hip. She wore comfortable, flat blue boots that matched the rest of her outfit. She always traveled alone, only contacting her assistant by email or text. Her choice of weapon was usually a switchblade, or her strange ability that separated her from normal humans. Either that or combat. She loved to fight, whether she was facing two opponents, or ten.
As she strode towards her destination she began to wonder if she would meet any of her friends. She had several friends living around here from childhood days. Jaden was fluent in Japanese, English, Chinese, Spanish, and sign language in accordance to what she did. One of her idiosyncrasy's was while passing someone she saw lying, she would make them blurt out the truth to their lover/friend/relative/spouse/parent/etcetera. In the bag she carried with her was her life. It had her phone, her flashdrive, her mini laptop, everything. If she lost it her life was officially over. Another habit of hers, was chewing gum, which she now smacked loudly…until a vending machine smashed into the wall in front of her, narrowly missing a handsome, young brunette man in a fur coat.

She knew who they were too and wondered if they would recognize her.
As Izaya darted behind her he noticed her pale blue eyes and stopped at her side, staring.

"J-Jaden-San?"

She smiled, giving him the answer.

Shizuo, who was blinded by his anger, swung a newly uprooted street sign. Izaya yanked her to the ground with him. Then Izaya darted towards Shizuo, pulling out his knife and flicking it open.

"Izzy!" She exclaimed. Shizuo remembered the nickname, the nickname only one person got away with saying.

Jaden had lunged, matching Izaya and she threw her own switchblade. It hit the blade of Izaya's weapon and both of them went flying. Izaya paused, then retrieved the two knives, tossing Jaden hers. She caught it easily by the handle, then sighed.

"Jeez, can't I at least get a proper 'Welcome Back' before you two try to kill each other?"

Izaya hugged her tightly, grinning wildly.

"You're back!"

Carefully avoiding Izaya, Shizuo patted Jaden's head.

"Nice to see you again. You still got the switchblade skills too."

Izaya pulled back, still smiling like crazy, at the same time maneuvering her between him and Shizuo.

"Well of course. I wasn't going to give them up that easily. Hey, how's Shinra doing?"

"Better. He found himself 'the one'."

"Does she agree?"
"They live together."

"I have to know her name."

"Celty."

Jaden frowned slightly. "Celty, Celty, Celty…where have I heard that name before?" Then her eyes brightened. "Celty! The Dullahan? Er, Headless Rider?"

Shizuo and Izaya both nodded, agreeing on a temporary truce upon the arrival of their friend.

Then she waved. "Well, I gotta go, but I'll meet up with you two later. Separately. Don't kill each other by then!" She strutted off, leaving them. Shizuo turned a glare on Izaya, who once again drew the preferred weapon.

"You're gonna die." Shizuo threatened.

"You keep saying that…"

Jaden laughed, hearing a crash coming from the two men she had left. Their hate for one another would never change, no matter what.

"At least that's one thing…" She said to herself, thinking over her newfound information on Shinra. "I wonder where he lives now."

She walked along the curb, feeling a rush of air each time a car passed. Then one suddenly careened to the side, bouncing on the curb ahead of her. She slowed. The white van's side door screeched open and two people jumped out. She reached for her switchblade, prepared to fight, until she recognized her captors and paused, humoring them with a brief struggle as they grabbed her and threw her inside, then sped off.

She tugged the bandanna from her eyes, chuckling.

"Do you guys have to treat everything like a kidnapping?"

"Yes, yes we do."

Then she was bombarded by hugs from Erika and Walker. Kadota just watched them, smiling.

"Welcome back, Jay."

"Yeah, where have you been! You missed this HUGE autograph signing! Suzie's voice actor was there!"

"Sorry, I missed it." Jaden said, choking back her amusement.

"What are you doing here, Jay?"
"Business actually."

"Business? What do you do?" Kadota was aware of her past, that she had a knack for getting into trouble and knowing things she shouldn't, but he hoped she wasn't still involved in that.

"Uh, I…" Then the van jerked to the side, avoiding a fatal car crash, while slamming Jaden into the seat at the same time. She winced, touching the back of her head.

No blood, whew. And perfect timing. I didn't want to answer…

"Well?" Kadota pressed.

She couldn't lie to him. It was a promise to herself. Never lie to friends, since she always got the truth from them.

"I have many jobs, very flexible," It wasn't a lie, just wasn't the whole truth either. She crawled forward, took a piece of paper from a pile on the floor, came up with a pen somehow, scribbled a number down, and handed it to Kadota. "Call or text if you guys want to meet up or something. Meanwhile, I'm getting out here." She opened the door, the van still speeding along the highway.

"Jay, don't-" She jumped, catching the roof of another car and flipping herself upright, landing safely and gracefully on the concrete. Then she stood, straightened her outfit, and waved briefly before Walker shut the door to save their comic books from flying away.

P.S. When you review, which you'd better, tell me who you want Jaden to end up with. There's the choice of Kadota, who I'm kind of leaning on, Izaya, or Shizuo.

P.P.S. What does P.S. even stand for?

P.P.P.S. Any of ya'lls who write Shizaya stories, I probably won't read them. No offense, I just find them especially DISTUBRING.

P.P.P.P.S. (Last one I promise) If you have a plot or something you don't want to write yourself including Naruto, Durarara, Metal Fusion: Beyblade, Bakugan Battle Brawlers, or Fullmetal Alchemist tell me and I'll try to write it best I can!