Disclaimer: I don't own 'Durarara!'.

Author's Note: Bax Embre here! I love this story so much. So, there's been a time skip between this chapter and the last one. A whole year, actually. Enjoy~~~

"It's always fascinating what you can find in other people's closets, ne~?" I muttered to myself, grinning as I opened one of Izaya's drawers.

It had been a year since I'd first started working for him, and I figured it was about time to actually learn something about my ever-so-mysterious employer. He'd gone out for the day, so I was going through his stuff. I'd already found some interesting things, but…

"Jackpot~" I lifted a small black miniskirt from the drawer. "Ahh, Zay-chan, I knew you were feminine, but a miniskirt?~"

"I never thought you were the type to go through other people's things, Liz-chan~"

I jumped as Izaya's voice sounded behind me. "I-Izaya!"

He leaned against the doorway, staring at me with a half-amused, half-annoyed look. "Well? I'm gone for a few hours, and I come back to find you in my bedroom."

"Like you're one to be talking, ne." I lifted the skirt. "This isn't Namie's size, but it's been recently worn. Fur trim even. Quite well matched to a certain jacket…?"

"Are you implying something, Liz-chan~?" He stepped closer to me, smirking a bit again.

"I'm not even implying. I'm stating. You've been cross-dressing."

"You can't prove it, ne~"

"Oh I doubt that. You've given me plenty of resources to do just that, and I can use them. This is still warm even. I wonder what I'd find if I went through the building security footage for the past few hours…?"

"So, you really have been paying attention to my methods this past year~" He seemed impressed.

"More attention than you know~"

"Really, now?" He closed the distance between us, almost to the point where it was uncomfortable.

I felt my cheeks grow hot, and I moved back a bit, running into the dresser. "Yes, really."

"And what have you paid so much attention to, ne~?"

"How to play with humans, of course," I looked up at him. "You are still one of them~"

"I don't see you playing with me~"

"That's because you're not as fun as the other humans, Zay-chan~"

"Oh, really?" He smirked then.

"Yes. Really."

He sighed finally, stepping away, shrugging his shoulders. "Well, you've caught me, ne~ I may or may not have a female alternative that I use for work…and other things. Actually, you're quite familiar with her. A certain Kanra-chan, ne~? "

I stared. "WHAT?"

He smirked. "Oh, yes. Your 'best friend'? Little Kanra-chan~? That would be me."

"You—but—I've…" My heart fell into my intestines, remembering how much I'd confessed to Kanra. I'd told Kanra EVERYTHING…everything about my life, my problems…my secret attraction to Izaya…

I flushed. "Oh, fuck…"

He grinned. "Yes, I'm sure you'd love to, or so you've told me…"

My fist moved faster than my brain, and was soon colliding with his nose. I stomped out of the flat before he could retaliate.

The trip back home was short and painful. The other people on the subway inched away from my obviously angry countenance, and more than one poor innocent soul received the brunt of my wrath as I shoved my way through the crowds, back into our apartment building. My mood was only worsened when I realized that no one else was home to rant to. I roared, stomping over to the wall.

"Stupid. Bloody. Fucking. IZAYA." I punctuated each word by hitting my head violently against the wall, ignoring the crimson that began to stain the white paint. I slammed my head against the wall, but to my dismay, instead of a satisfyingly solid blow to my head, my head KEPT GOING…

I blinked, surprised to find myself looking at someone else's stuffed-animal-laced bedroom.

My head had gone THROUGH the wall, and I was stuck.

I whimpered pathetically, trying to pull my head back out. "Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shiiiiiiiiiiit…"

After what seemed like FOREVER, the bedroom door opened. I looked up and was greatly dismayed to see a familiar, tall, blonde man. Yet, probably not as dismayed as I would have been usually…in fact, I was feeling rather dizzy…I giggled a little.

"Hiii~~~~~~~"

He jumped. "Wh-what the hell!?" After a pause was a tentative, "...Mori-san?"

I giggled some more. "That's meeeeee!~~~ Mind helping me out here? I'm a little stuck…Oh, wow…You have…lots of stuffed animals…Are those ponies?!"

He grimaced a bit. "Yeah..." He coughed, and looked at me. "How the HELL did you get stuck in the wall?"

I ignored him. I liked ponies. I didn't like being stuck in the wall. Therefore, pony conversation was more important.

"Personally, I prefer Pinkie Pie. She's so funny and I'm pretty sure insane. Who doesn't like a little bit of crazy? You're obviously a Fluttershy fan, which is kinda funny, since that's Nile's favorite too…You two are so cute with each other. Though you're a big meanie-face to my Zay-chan. Though Zay-channy's a meanie-face too. And a little liar. And meanie-face. He was a meanie-face today, so I punched him in the nose. But I was still mad. So I came home and was mad and started hitting my face on the wall. It really wasn't supposed to go through the wall. Do you like Pinkie Pie, too?"

He blinked at me. "Um..." He ignored my question and stepped closer, like he was going to push my head back through the wall, but then stopped himself. "Is your front door open?"

"Yes, but you are not allowed to come and butt-rape me."

He protested. "I'm not going to do that!"

But I still glared after him suspiciously as he left and came to my apartment.

"...This is so awkward..." he muttered, coming up behind me, and grasping my shoulders.

I blushed, tensing up. "Y-you think?! You could at least stop…rubbing against me!"

"I am not!" he groaned, pulling a bit to try and get me out of the hole. I pushed against the wall as well, trying to help. It took a while, but eventually I fell backwards against him, free of my drywall prison.

He sighed, picked me up, and brought me over to one of the couches. I blushed again.

"Jeez…regular knight in shining armor…aren't you…" I grumbled up at him. "No wonder…Tia-chan's…so in love with you…"

He flushed and shook his head, pulling out a cell phone. "Hey, Shinra-kun? I need you to come help someone out…"