Miki: I'm a sorry excuse of a writer aren't I? I was supposed to upload the next chapter of my MFB story...but...yeah...this little plot bunny popped up instead...*shrugs* Oh well~? *sweatdrop* I hope you guys enjoy this~!
Kida: Miki-chi23 doesn't own Durarara! or the characters. She just owns the plot and her OC.
With a loud sigh the young girl looked out the window of her newly bought apartment. Placing her hands on top of the brown, worn out box that held her things, her light brown eyes filled with slight boredom. "So...I'm really here...I made it all the way to Ikebukuro...by myself..." she said in a monotone voice.
"Hear me out little Tiger-chan~. If you move to Ikebukuro, your little life as you know it will change completely. It'll be fun, all you have to do...is trust me."
His words. Those words that brought her to even think about moving to this city; echoed through her mind. Was it really a smart idea to listen to him and move here...I mean...I don't even really know this guy...yet I still listened to him and moved here anyways...maybe they were right...this was a stupid idea... Many thoughts flew through her mind as she remembered what happened the day before she left. What was said to her. What was done to her.
"Are you kidding me? Are you fucking kidding me?! What the hell were you thinking?!" The voice of her mother yelled as she told her what she planned to do. Yes, maybe she was being a little rash to have thought about moving at least half-way across the country on her own. Yes, maybe she didn't think this all the though. But did this stop her? Not one bit. Instead it pushed her even more to do this.
"I don't see the problem by doing this mother. Instead I see this as a potential to raise my education. Isn't that what you want me to always be thinking about? My education?" she asked with an expressionless face to match the tone of her voice.
The only thing that was heard next was the sound of skin being smacked. Why was this, you ask? Simple really; her mother smacked her across her face. Looking at her mother, an unfazed look in her eyes and face, waiting for an answer. "Fine then. If you want to be stupid and go live by yourself, by all means, do it! At least now I have one less thing to worry about. I'm paying just for your education and the first bill of your apartment. Everything else, you have to pay with your own money. Got it?" she asked with narrowed eyes.
Blinking, she looked around and noticed that she wasn't standing in front of her mother, but standing in an empty apartment. Placing her hand on her cheek, wincing slightly. Even though it was just a flashback, it still felt like it had just happened not even a few minutes ago.
With a sideway glance she found herself staring her the very few boxes that she brought with her. "I guess...I should go and find a job now..."she muttered as she walked away from the window and towards the door. Maybe...like he said...her life will change...and that it would be fun.
Looking at the list of jobs, she walked through the busy night of Ikebukuro. Coming to a halt at a red light she read through the list one more time, before the bustling sounds were interrupted with the sound of something crashing into a building. Looking up she saw that across the street was a red vending machine that was currently sticking out of the building. Then there was a loud voice screaming a name followed by some maniacal laughter. Is this what he meant when he said that her life would change?
*sweatdrop* I'm sorry this was so short...but I'm kinda just going with the flow and this is just an introducing chapter for Tora...anyways...R&R. -^^-