The Outsider

Disclaimer: I do not own period.

Warning: This is will have dark themes

Chapter One: The Monster

"Welcome to japan Miss, have a nice day."

"Thank you for your hospitality." I told the woman as I collected my passport and work visa.

My name is Victoria Lancaster and I am a manga and anime fanatic despite being a twenty two year old woman, but it was my obsession which led me to major in the Japanese language, and join the J.E.T. program. I will be teaching student at one Raiya Academy how to properly pronounce English, a simple job really and I get to do it for an entire year. I'm so excited.

I took me a while to find my apartment. It was small, but I never needed a lot of space. It was a studio style apartment and I only had one complaint with it. I hate heights, and my apartment was located on the tenth floor which was much too high for my taste.

My first day went off without a hitch, then the next, and before I knew it I had already been there for six months.

And what a boring six months it was. The only thing even remotely interesting was when I was told about all the unusual things that happened in this district, a headless rider, a man with superhuman strength and a very short fuse. I've seen the vending machines and signs flying from a distance but I've never actually seen the man sadly. I was also told to avoid the color gangs, the dollars, and some guy called Izaya Orihara. Apparently he's the most dangerous guy on the street.

I've apparently had very good luck considering I hadn't met a single one of these so called dangerous people.

Well looks like my lucks about to change.

I was relaxing in my apartment after a long day of work when my door was kicked in.

"What the hell! My Door!"

Ryozuma Richiyo your debt is due." A man with dreadlocks said calmly.

"My door!" I despaired for a second then I got angry. "Why the hell did you kick my door in! Do I look like this Ryozuma person? I don't owe anyone in this country money either! Everything is paid for by the government." I spat at the two … wait two men?

"Are you saying we got the wrong address?" The blond spat angrily.

"Yes! Because my name is Victoria Lancaster and if you didn't notice I'm and American and I've only been in japan for six months!"

Dreads look at the paper in hand, looked at the number on my door then motion the blonde over. "Is this a 4 or a 9?"

"Nine."

"Oopps!" Then he walked out down the hall and kicked another door in.

"You two are paying for my door!" I yelled after them

They didn't pay for my door which pissed me off, and I swear if I saw them again I was going to give them a piece of my mind. I got my chance a lot sooner than I thought I would.

I had just been on my way home when I noticed Blondie from yesterday. "You jerk! You and Dreads owe me a new door!"

"Who are you?" he asked clueless.

I saw red then, and did something very stupid. Yep you guessed it, I attacked him all while yelling angrily. "You broke down my door last night accused me of not paying a debt I didn't owe, and didn't even apologize, and you can't remember me!" I yelled as I flipped him on to his back. It's not that I'm strong or anything, I'm just a black belt in Aikido where the whole point is to use my opponents strength against them.

It was then that I notice the gathering crowd staring at me in shocked silence, so was Blondie. "Why the hell is everyone staring at me!"

I saw one of my students in the crowd looking back and forth between me and Blondie.

"Because you just attack Shizuo Hiwajima and sort of won." Mikado offered.

Oh I thought absently, that's why. Then the name Shizuo registered, and I look at Blondie then paled, and jump away from him like I had been burned. Then I asked him from a semi safe distance. "Your Shizuo Hiwajima, as in the guy with super strength?"

Well that snapped him out of his stunned dazed. "What of it?" He responded rudely.

You know what, you only live once.

"You owe me a new Door!"

Ah stunned silence, how I love the sound.

"You not afraid of me or something? You should be." He cracked his knuckles threatingly.

"Why should I be? Because your strong?" I asked in a disbelieving tone. "So what."

"Because I'm a monster."

At those words I felt all my anger drain away. Is that really what he thought of himself? I took note of the crowd, walked straight to Shizuo and started to drag him along with me. He was so stunned with my actions he didn't he try to fight me as I lead him, I knew if he did I would be able to though.

We were almost at my apartment when he seemed to realize what I was doing and stopped causing me to sigh. I was hoping to get him to my apartment before he realized I was leading him.

"What the hell are you doing?"

I stood on my tip toes to get as close to his face as possible, and the of my head still barely reached his chin. Why did he have to be so freaking tall?

"Me and you are going to have a nice private chat away from those noisy crowd, cause it none of their business, now I can't force you to follow me, but we're going to have that talk regardless, and I'm sure you'd rather it be private as well." I stepped back and looked at him expectantly. His gaze was calculating for a moment, then his entire body relaxed.

"Che, lead the way then."

Well that was easier than expected. He followed me to my apartment and winced as he took note of my missing door. Now of all times he remembers me!

"This is a private as I can get as I seem to be missing my door, surprisingly enough, that is not what I want to talk to you about at this moment." He winced again. "Why the hell would you call yourself a monster?"

"Because I hurt people. Because once I get angry I can't control myself."

I snorted. "That does not make you a monster, no a monster is someone who feels no remorse for what they done. Being different doesn't make a person a monster, because I seen real monsters, and you are most definitely not one."

"And what if I said I didn't regret it, that I never regret it." He was calculatingly clam, but there was a cold rage under the surface.

"I'd call you a liar."

And his rage broke, I was throw on the floor then he was on me one hand holding my arms above my head in a bruising grip, and the other gently squeezing at my throat, he was making a point, but he probably didn't realize the control he was showing me.

"And now that I hold your life in my hand, all I have to do is twitch my hand and I'd snap your neck. Am I still a liar." His voice was a low growl. I just calmly stared into his eyes, he either do it or he wouldn't, but I would not show him fear, because that what he wanted.

"Yes." I said and all the tension and anger flowed out of his body. He let go and stared at his hands in horror. "A monster would not have hesitated. A monster would have just killed me, or worse. You are not a monster."

"I'm not going to convince you otherwise am I?" He asked me softly.

"I refuse to fear you because of what you could do. Because then I would have to be afraid of everyone. Ponder that Shizuo Hiwajima. Now if you could get off of me, this position isn't the most innocent, and my neighbor just saw us, thanks to my missing door. I don't even want to think about the rumors that are going to be flying about tomorrow."

He stared at me for a moment before jumping back as if he had been burned. And was he blushing. The blushing was cute but it had to go, and I knew just how to do that. "Oh and your still paying for my door."

Yep worked like a charm.