A new story that has been in my head for weeks, but I hadn't started writing the layout, and I didn't know how to start it. Now I do though, and I'm excited to publish this and see what you all think! So, let's see how this goes!

Full Summary:

Izaya Orihara finally does the one thing that nobody expects, he leaves. But why? Well, nobody cared enough to look, especially when he was finally out of their lives. But, a day will come where they meet again, and that will be the day when they will learn just how fragile the great Orihara Izaya truly is.

Enjoy~!

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Izaya Orihara always seemed to do what people never expected, he always had something up his sleeve, always was 20 steps ahead of the rest of the world. Despite everyone's wishes, he was like a roach, a flea, a parasite. No matter how hard you tried to get rid of him, he would always come back eventually. Despite what everyone wanted, they expected him to always be around, unfortunately. That's when he did the one thing nobody expected, he left.

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Namie huffed, running a hand through her long hair as she sat at her desk in her home. She was checking her email again, for lack of anything better to do. Things had been getting more violent in the cities sometimes, so she preferred to work at home unless she had to. However, Izaya tended to force her to go to his apartment to cook for her anyways, threatening her paycheck. Ugh.. She really hated working for people.

Speaking of which, she saw an email from her boss, from one of his many email address that he liked to use. She huffed, clicking on it, as she wondered what he would be doing today to torment her. What would it be? Color coding manila folders? Cooking him hotpot? She could only imagine what stupid task he wanted. But she opened the email, and found herself confused.

[Dear Namie,

I apologize for the way I treated you. You are now fired, as I am leaving Ikebukuro, I'm leaving Tokyo all together. I know you've had another job offer for a long time, so go ahead and take it. I won't be in your life anymore, I hope you are thankful.

Your last paycheck has already been wired to your account.

Goodbye.]

Goodbye? Goodbye?! He was leaving? Why would he do that? Sure, Izaya had gone underground before, but he always came back. But once again, why would he leave? Izaya was at the top of the world, he could crush any gang between his slimy fingers and use them for his twisted game. Why leave?

Wait, why did she care? She got her last paycheck, after all, and she was already planning to quit and go work for Nebula. Now she could do that. She hummed, closing Izaya's email and moving to send one to someone else. She had a flight to America to make.

– – – – – – –

Shiki stared at the letter in front of him with slight annoyance.

Izaya's simple letter, telling him that he was resigning for reasons he wouldn't reveal, and that Shiki shouldn't bother trying to track him down.

'I'm not just quitting being your broker, I'm quitting being a broker entirely, but don't worry, what information you did give me I destroyed. I will never reveal your secrets, as long as you let me leave,' The letter read.

Normally, something like this would leave Shiki furious, before he went and sent some members to bring back the traitor and kill them. But, Izaya never betrayed them. In fact, he was usually one of the more helpful people. He had never insulted or attacked Shiki personally, so he decided to grant Izaya this chance. If he was leaving, Shiki could always find a new broker, and maybe the chaos in the city would die down after a while.

Standing up, Shiki took the letter and threw it in the trash.

He would soon push any thoughts of Orihara Izaya to the back of his mind.

And forget.

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"Yo, I-zay-a," Simon waved,"Sushi miss you, come have sushi~!"

The raven had been walking with his head down, his hood all the way up and jacket zipped up, hands in his pockets. When Simon called him, Izaya jerked slightly, before looking over at Simon. His hood blocked his face, Simon could not see it.

"I actually thing I'll take some to go Simon, thanks," He said, in a strangely quiet voice. Simon didn't comment on it, though his lips did grow into a frown.

Simon turned and walked into Russian Sushi. If he had been paying more attention to the raven behind him, he may have noticed Izaya stumble, grabbing onto the side of the building for support, before pushing himself up and walking slowly after him.

It only took a few minutes to put together the box, but Simon found time to finally ask Izaya about his behavior. "Oi, why the strange behavior?" He asked the hooded man in Russia. Izaya didn't respond for a moment, wanting until the packaged box was in his shaky hands.

"I'm going away Simon, I'm not coming back," He replied, his voice shaking slightly,"I came in to say goodbye"

Simon tilted his head. "Goodbye? For good?" He asked, this time in Japanese. "Are you gonna cause trouble somewhere else?"

"No, Simon, I'm leaving forever, I'm leaving this job forever," Izaya said,"Please.. Just don't try and find me, okay?" His body had started to shake, Simon could tell something was scaring Izaya, and didn't have the heart to question him more.

He tried to hand Simon the money, but he refused to let him pay, calling it a goodbye present. Izaya left Russian Sushi as quick as possible afterwards. He wanted to stop, but he knew he still had a few more visits to make.

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"I think she was reincarnated as the flower"

"That's stupid, why would she be a flower?"

Erika huffed, leaning against the side of the car. "Because, Walker, it's paradise, that's why. Didn't you read the full manga of Wolfs Rain?" She questioned him.

"But who wants to be a flower in a paradise? I'd much rather be a superhero!" Walker said, eyes creasing even more in excitement.

"No, Walker! You can't be a superhero in a paradise?"

"Eeeh~? Why not?"

"Because It's a paradise! There's nothing wrong!" Erika continued, before seeing a familiar coat. "Ah! Iza-Iza! Hello!" She waved excitedly, though Izaya didn't wave back.

He looked towards them, hood hiding his face, as replied,"Hello, Erika, what are you guys up to?" Kadota blinked at the different tone his voice had taken, it was quiet, and soft. It was.. Strange..

"I'm trying to explain to Walker why you can't be a superhero in a paradise, especially in Wolf's Rain, only wolves could find paradise-!"

"Well I don't want to be a wolf, I wanna be a motherfucking superhero!"

Kadota scoffed, crossing his arms. "Why does it even matter? It's fiction, it's not like it's real," He said in drowsily.

This seemed to make Erika and Walker return to each others' sides as they yelled at Kadota, telling him random things that supposedly showed that Manga and anime was the work of gods and their warnings towards the humans of Earth.

"Nothing is that important in this world, except my Ruri," Saburo said simply, before placing his hand over his heart in a happy sigh.

Walker snorted and replied,"Right, her recognizing you and actually talking to you is a work of fiction, Sabu-kun!"

"What?! Why you little-"

The sound of soft laughter cut through their argument, it was Izaya's laughter. But it wasn't evil laughter, it was the laughter one would make when remembering happy times in their life.

"You guys never change," Izaya said quietly, before looking up slightly,"Please keep it that way.." He then turned, walking away.

They watched him go silently. He hadn't told them anything, but for some reason they felt like this would be the last time they'd see him for a long time.

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Mikado has been checking his mail outside, wondering if he had anything he needed to pay, when he found two envelopes. One had his name, while the other the last had Anri's name on it.

He opened his. It was from Izaya. Everything was in it, from the fact that Izaya was the one who gave away the Dollars password, to what he did to Kida and Saki. Why was he telling him this? Was he apologizing?

'I am telling you all this because I need to make up for all I have done, and because I am leaving. This is my goodbye,' His handwriting became more sloppy as the letter went on. 'Please deliver these letters to your friend, Kida and Saki have already been sent one as well. This is the last you will ever hear from me'

At the bottom of the page, it read:

'And please, Mikado-kun, don't become a monster like me'

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When Shinra's phone rang, he wasn't sure what to expect.

But he certainly wasn't expecting Izaya.

Izaya never called, he just came when he wanted, even if he wasn't injured. But this time, he called, and Shinra was slightly worried.

"Shinra, I moved Celty's head," Izaya told him,"I'll be sending you the address, you are now in charge of it"

"Wait, why? Did something happen?" He asked, worried. Did someone try to steal his beloved's head again?

Izaya seemed to be taking a while to respond,"I'm leaving Shinra, I'm leaving Tokyo and I'm not coming back, I'm not taking Celty's head with me"

Shinra didn't know what to think, as he asked,"Why?" Izaya didn't respond once more, something sounded like sniffs in the background.

"Shinra, I can't explain why. Just know that everyone will be much safer with me gone, don't look for me, you'll only do more harm than good," The raven declared,"And can I tell you one thing?"

"W-what?"

"You should tell Celty about the head, it's unfair to keep secrets from her," Izaya told him firmly,"She loves you Shinra, she won't leave you because of this"

Shinra wanted to argue with him about that, wanted to ask where Izaya was going, but Izaya didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Thank you Shinra.. For being my only friend," Izaya whispered into the phone,"Goodbye"

The phone clicked off, and Shinra knew that his friend was probably far away by now.

– – – – – –

Shizuo could smell him.

He knew the fucking flea was here somewhere.

With that parasite in his city, he wouldn't be able to get any FUCKING WORK DONE! Shizuo pulled himself away from Tom, the man not noticing that he was gone, but he would soon after Shizuo threw something at the flea.

He grabbed a trash can, grabbing it and carrying it towards where he smelled the flea. That's when he found him, he was walking towards the train station. His hand was on the wall next to him, lazily holding onto it.

"Shizu-chan," The flea suddenly said," Please, just let me leave. I'm going away forever, that's what you wanted, right? Me to get out of Ikebukuro.."

His voice was so detached, so empty, that Shizuo almost believed him for a second. But Izaya was a liar, and a bully. He probably was trying to trick him.

"Yeah right!" Shizuo snarled, clutching to the metal of the trash can so hard that he was denting it. "You're probably lying! You'll leave, and then come back when you think everyone is least expecting it and then destroy other people's lives!"

Izaya's shoulders slumped, and for a second Shizuo thought he was about to confess, or turn and throw a knife, but then he spoke.

"Shizuo," He said, causing Shizuo to jolt slightly. "Please just let me leave, I'll promise you I'll never come back.."

"Why should I believe your promise?" He growled out, and Izaya didn't turn around, as he replied,"I paid off all your debts from our fights"

Shizuo jerked up in shock, and dropped his trash can. "Y-you what?" He croaked,"Why? Why would you.. Why would someone like you do something like that?!"

"It's my apology"

"Apology?"

"Yes. I'm sorry Shizuo, I promise.. I'll never come back.."

Izaya was apologizing? Izaya was begging?

Shizuo couldn't move, eventually Izaya realized this, and then turned to walk away. He continued towards the station, while Shizuo stood there dumbfounded, until Izaya was out of sight.

The next day, several confused people would search, but their searches were in vain. Then, they would ask themselves why they were searching for a person who caused nothing but hatred, and stop. Orihara Izaya was gone, where he went? Nobody knew, and frankly nobody cared.

After all, the world continued to move..