Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara!

Starting more fanfics while not finishing others? Yes please! I'm curently obsessed with DRRR! So, this was just inevitable. Be grateful it's not the "chatroom drabbles" I was going to do initially. This fic takes place... Ahm... Probably... Well, before Masaomi leaves and "Byakura" enters the chat, but after Izaya gets his hands on Celty's head. No pun intended. So, probably like, around the time than Shingen (Shinra's dad) came into the picture.

Also considering doing another DRRR! fic because Saki pisses me off and she needs to die so Masaomi and Mikado can live happily ever after~

THAT SAID! That said, there will be eventual Shizaya in this fic, but it's going to start off mostly as IzayaxOC, but... Gah, if I talk any more, spoilers are going to happen, I just know it! Alright, on with the story. OH! And when Erika and Walker (Karisawa and Yumasaki) talk, I suggest you pay attention! I love the two of them, so I may throw them in for comic relief sometimes, but other times, what they say may be foreshadowing/things that are good to know.


8:46 PM, Chatroom

-Kanra has entered the chatroom-

Kanra: Hey guys~ Kanra-chan is here!

Setton: Evening Kanra-san

Tanaka Taro: Hi Kanra-san

Kanra: So, did you hear the news?

Setton: What news?

Kanra: Sounds like there's a new weirdo in Ikebukuro. Things are getting so exciting! I might just have to move back, myself~

Saika: A new weirdo?

Setton: Yeah, what's that supposed to mean?

Kanra: Well, in addition to the Slasher, the Back Bike, and Shizuo Heiwajima and Simon...

Kanra: I've heard there's rumor of a new weird face

Kanra: They're calling her the "Lady of the Night."

Setton: Lady of the night? Isn't that just a prostitute?

Saika: ...

Tanaka Taro: Not that I've looked any up myself, but I wouldn't be surprised if there were already some "Ladies of the Night" in Ikebukuro.

Kanra: No, no, you've got it all wrong!

Kanra: Before you all take your pants off and go off looking for her, listen to this

Tanaka Taro: Who said they had any intention of doing that...?

Setton: Kanra-san's the most likely to do that out of all of us.

Kanra: Hey, I'm trying to tell a story here

Saika: Sorry

Tanaka Taro: Saika, you weren't even talking lol

Saika: I'm sorry...

Tanaka Taro: lol

Setton: So what's the big deal about this new prostitute, Kanra?

Kanra: I told you, it's not like that!

Tanaka Taro: You sure are defending her a lot~

Kanra: Do you want to hear about this or not?

Setton: Sorry, sorry, just talk or we'll be tempted to keep badgering you.

Tanaka Taro: Pretty much what Setton-san said.

Kanra: Nobody knows for sure what's going on, but there have been some stranger than usual happenings in Ikebukuro.

Kanra: It all started one night when Shizuo Heiwajima and Izaya Orihara were having one of their routine turf wars

Kanra: Shizuo picked up a vending machine to throw at Izaya, and all the sudden, out of nowhere, Dotachin's crew's van crashed into the vending machine, knocking it out of the path of Izaya, and they both crashed to the ground just a few feet away, leaving everyone unscathed. I saw the whole thing myself~

[PM Mode] Tanaka Taro: Are you screwing with us?

Setton: ?! From Shizuo? That's insane! Who could throw something like that besides him?

Saika: Scary

[PM Mode] Kanra: I'm serious~ I was shocked when it happened, but this isn't an isolated incident.

Setton: But maybe it was Simon. He's probably strong enough to throw a van.

Kanra: I don't think so. Simon would usually block them with his body and fists, then say "Fighting always bad. Fighting make you hungry. Eat, eat sushi! Sushi good! Sushi make you happy!"

Setton: I suppose that's true...

Kanra: And there was nobody else around that could have done it

Tanaka Taro: I don't believe that. Vans don't just up and fly on their own, you know. You sound like Yumasaki-san.

Kanra: It's true! Most everybody had backed away from Shizuo and Izaya for fear of getting caught in the crossfire, so there was absolutely NO one by that van! Not even Dotachin! They were all in a nearby Karaoke bar.

Kanra: This wasn't an isolated incident, either.

Kanra: It turns out, there have been other things like this happening all around.

Setton: If nobody's seen the assailant, how can they call her a "Lady of the Night?"

Kanra: It's been rumored that people see black masses that look like a woman when some of these things take place

Kanra: Though that has yet to be confirmed...

Kanra: Furthermore, these events generally happen in the night.

Setton: A black mass in the shape of a woman...?

[PM mode] Kanra: It's not a Dullahan.

[PM mode] Kanra: Her powers are nothing like yours, and nobody sees or hears her coming. If she were a Dullahan, they'd have more trouble identifying her shape as a woman's because she'd be holding her head... Not to mention she'd be headless.

[PM mode] Kanra: Besides that, people wouldn't be able to see her all that well in the night. She's not a "shadow."

[PM mode] Setton: Then what is she...?

[PM mode] Kanra: What indeed~?

Tanaka Taro: I wonder if it has something to do with the Black Bike?

Saika: I don't think so...

Setton: I don't think even the Black Bike would try to get between Izaya and Shizuo-san.

Tanaka Taro: lol, good point

Kanra: That's all I have to say for tonight. I'm going to go looking for her~

Setton: Good luck with that.

Saika: Be careful...

Tanaka Taro: Let us know if you find anything.

Kanra: Will do. Later~

-Kanra-san has left the chatroom-

Setton: Actually, something just came up over here, too. I'd better get going.

Saika: I suppose I will too, then. Goodnight, Setton-san

Tanaka Taro: Goodnight Setton-san, goodnight Saika-san.

Setton: Night Taro-kun, Saika-san

-Setton has left the chatroom-

-Tanaka Taro has left the chatroom-

-Saika has left the chatroom-

-There is no one in the chatroom-

-There is no one in the chatroom-

-There is no one in the chatroom-


8:54 PM, Izaya's Apartment

Turning off his computer, Izaya Orihara turned to his secretary, Namie Yagiri, and said, "You can go home for the night, Namie. I'm going out for a bit."

Namie, who had been busily filing papers, looked up from her work and asked, "Going out? With whom? I can't imagine anyone who'd be masochistic enough to want to go out with the likes of you..."

"Ahh, you're so mean, Namie-san~" Izaya said in a hurt tone, though his expression was a bit too happy for this to be true. "No, it's not like that. I've no interest in romantic relationships anyway," He said, standing up and stretching his arms above his head, "I'm just going for a walk to Ikebukuro is all."

Interested, Namie raised an eyebrow. "Going to pester that Shizuo again?" She paused, thoughtfully, before adding, "Or are you going out in search of that rumored "Lady of the Night?"

Pulling his fur-trimmed jacket on, Izaya replied simply, "As an informant, I need to know these things. Besides, I've already got several clients on my case asking about her. The police included~"

"You seem happy about that. What are you going to do when that city falls into total anarchy because there isn't enough law enforcement to handle everyone?" Namie asked condescendingly.

With a shit-eating grin, Izaya looked over his shoulder at his secretary, "Wouldn't that just be so much fun~? All I would have to do is sit back and watch. After all, I don't live in Ikebukuro anymore~"

"Sadist." Namie accused, finishing up her work.

"You really are too mean to me, Namie-san," Izaya teased, opening the door to his apartment, "But I suppose it's fair enough to call me that." With this said, he stepped out into the night, going in search of the latest legend of Ikebukuro.


8:54 PM Celty and Shinra's apartment

"Celty my honey~ Do you want to play a game with me?" Shinra called to the headless faerie softly, peering into their office of sorts.

The woman typed something on her PDA, then held it up for him to see [Not tonight, I have to go somewhere.]

Shinra cocked his head, much like a confused puppy, "Did you get a job? I didn't hear your phone..."

[No, no, it's not that. It's just... Someone in the chatroom I frequent was saying something strange.]

"Ah, it's about the "Lady of the Night," isn't it?" The underground doctor questioned knowingly.

[You knew?! Why didn't you say anything?!]

"Celty, Celty, Celty, you know the only woman for me is- ow~ that hurts, that hurts, okay, I'm sorry!" He whimpered as he was punched in the ribs.

Sighing inwardly, Celty typed [Anyway, I'm going to see if there's anything I can find out about her. It's strange... The way it was being described almost made her sound like a Dullahan...]

"Another Dullahan? That seems unlikely, especially with customs nowadays. I don't think another Dullahan would be able to come here... And even if they did, why would they want to?" Shinra challenged her logic as he considered it himself, "In any case, be careful, Celty. Who- or what- ever it is, we don't know their motives."

Putting her helmet on, Celty nodded, [I'll see you later, then.] With this said, she left their fancy apartment with her beloved Black Motorbike, Shooter.


9:20 PM, Sunshine 60

It hadn't taken long for Izaya to get from Shinjuku to Ikebukuro, thanks to his mastery of Parkour, Why was he looking for the "Lady of the Night" in Ikebukuro? Well the answer to that is quite simple. Because he had thought up a way to lure her out. Almost all of the incidents involving her were about interrupting violence, so, all he had to do was make a scene. As if on cue, an angry male voice called to him, "IIIIIIIIZAAAAAAYAAAA-KUUUUUUUUUN~" There was a deafening crack, and Izaya turned calmly to see what would be thrown at him. Ah, a tree. "I thought I told you... To stay out of Ikebukuro!" The man holding the tree suddenly hurled it at Izaya.

Izaya easily dodged the tree with a small smile, "Shizu-chan! Good to see you again!" He greeted, as if nothing had happened. Though the strip had been rather busy when Izaya first arrived, most people knew well enough to clear the way for the two. "How are things~?"

The angry man, Shizuo Heiwajima, pulled a signpost out of the ground and held it over his head, "I have a name, flea! It's Shizuo Heiwajima!" He snapped, throwing the signpost at Izaya, who yet again, dodged it with ease.

"I have a name as well, you brute." Izaya said, perfectly calm as he pointed out the fact that neither of them were calling one another by their proper names.

Shizuo was about to tear down a light pole when he realized something strange. Izaya wasn't fighting back or running like he usually would. He hadn't even reached into his pocket for his knife. His hands still on the pole, Shizuo asked, "What's your game, louse?"

"This is our game, Shizu-chan! You should recognize it by now~ Look, everyone else does," He gestured to the crowd that had cleared an arena for them.

"This is not our "game"" Shizuo snapped, "You haven't moved an inch!"

Izaya internally cursed himself. He'd been hoping that Shizuo would be too angry to notice that he wasn't fighting back. In truth, all Izaya had meant to do was provoke the beast. If he fought back or gave chase like he usually would, he would be too distracted to catch the "Lady of the Night." Holding onto the hope that he could piss Shizuo off enough to get him to throw things with reckless abandon again, Izaya provoked, "Yes I have, I've dodged both of your attacks~ You're losing your edge, Shizu-chan~"

Unfortunately for Izaya, he was still completely incapable of predicting or controlling any of Shizuo's thoughts or actions. Shizuo took a deep breath, attempting to calm himself, "I don't know what you're playing at, you fucking flea, but I'm not going to play along." Shizuo may not have been the smartest individual, but even HE could tell when he was being played. The thought that Izaya was trying to play him pissed him off, of course, but he decided that there would be other days to kill him. For now, he was just acting way too fishy. "Go back to Shinjuku, Izaya-kun." He mumbled, heaving a sigh as he sat down on a park bench for a smoke.

An extremely frustrated Izaya shot Shizuo a glare before making his way to Russia Sushi. At least he could get something good to eat, even if everything else had gone wrong.

As people cautiously continued to go about their business on Sunshine 60, Shizuo felt something tug on his pant leg. Looking down, he saw that it was a shadow. Most people would be beyond confused at this, but, knowing Celty's abilities, he wordlessly slipped into the alley where the shadow had come from. Perhaps venting to Celty would calm him down a bit.

[What was that?] Celty typed, holding her PDA out for Shizuo.

"Beats me," The bartender shrugged as he continued to smoke, "He's playing at something, but I haven't the slightest idea what. That fucking flea, I just want to kill him- Hm?" He cut himself off as he looked down at Celty's PDA.

[I'm proud of you, Shizuo. You were really the bigger man this time, walking away from him. I was impressed.]

A small smile broke out on Shizuo's face as her words of praise. She was right, he had been able to keep his emotions under enough control to walk away from Izaya as the flea provoked him. "Thanks, Celty. That means a lot, you know."

Times like this, Celty wished she had a face so she could smile at Shizuo. [I'm just so shocked you were able to handle the situation so well- shocked in a good way. But, I have a question... Would you mind coming over to our place to talk for a bit?]

"Sure," Shizuo confirmed, a small shiver running down his spine. "Sure got windy all of the sudden, didn't it?" He remarked, glancing over his shoulder just in time to see a rather strange character making her way through the crowd. "Haah? A miko? In the middle of Ikebukuro? How odd..."

[Maybe she's on vacation?] Celty wondered, using her shadows to move the PDA into Shizuo's view.

"Do mikos take vacations?" The man wondered aloud, "Ah, anyway, let's get going before it gets any later." As the two mounted Celty's bike, another group of familiar faces came to notice the miko.

"Ehhh? Is that a miko?" Karisawa marveled at the rare sight, "How traditional!" The reason everyone jumped to the conclusion that the woman was a miko was because she war a traditional white kimono top and vibrant red hakama, the traditional miko garb.

Togusa shot her a glare, a bit annoyed that he was the only one who seemed to be mourning the loss of his beloved van. "What's with the Shakujo?*" Yumasaki pointed out, studying the woman. Her flowing black hair, tied up in a pony tail, swayed as she made her way through the crowd. "Wow, even a onr-toothed geta!* Ne, ne, Karisawa-san, what if our dreams of the real world becoming 2-D are coming true?"

Karisawa's face lit up as the thought crossed her mind, "Are you implying she could be a tengu?! No way~ That'd be too cool!"

Yumasaki beamed and commented, "It would certainly explain all of the weird stuff that's been going on lately. Like what happened to Togusa-san's van!"

"Ahh~ I can see it now, her flying gracefully through the air with the van, smiting everyone in her path with her otherworldly powers and-"

"Oi, you two! That's enough, come back to the 2-D world." Kadota scolded, well aware of Togusa's foul mood. Yumasaki and Karisawa fell silent, though their eyes followed the mysterious miko into Russia Sushi.


9:45 PM, Russia Sushi

Izaya sighed as he sat down in a secluded corner of the restaurant, waiting for his usual ootoro to arrive. Well, that was unexpected. Leave it to Shizu-chan to spoil my plans...

"It was impressive though, wasn't it? How well he controlled himself?" A female voice spoke softly to Izaya, as if she had been reading his mind. He looked up to see a strange woman, dressed as a miko holding a Shakujo in her right hand.

Cosplay? "Can I help you, miss?" He asked politely, noticing the fact that everyone else in the room was acting as if there was nothing there. They just kept going about their business. They're acting like they see traditional Mikos wandering around Tokyo every day! What gives? Surely I would've noticed someone like this on my turf...

The woman sat down across from him, her thoughtful red eyes coming to rest on his matching ones, "Ignore them," She advised him, "I am the one talking to you. They are all irrelevant. Orihara Izaya."


Shakujo is a Buddhist staff

I know she seems OP and totally out-of-place, but... We're getting to that. Meanwhile, I think I should mention that I LOVE Yumasaki and Karisawa, so if I can find places to make their banter useful... I will. Just saying... If you haven't figured it out by now, do some research on tengu, mmkays?