Chapter One

Anri stood on the overly crowded train with a look of indifference across her face. Celty had asked Anri to give her a little help on a job she was required to do, Anri simply had to find her Saika children to hopefully get a little information on a group of people Celty had been hired to deal with. Once they had gotten the information they needed, Celty had been willing to get Anri home, but Shinra had called with another job for her that needed to be done quickly. Anri was glad to help Celty, but the job had taken place in Mukaihara, a twenty five minute train ride outside Ikebukuro. Celty apologized profusely and swore she'd make it up to Anri, and had even offered to pay for Anri's train ride. Anri had, of course, said that there was no problem and refused the money, bidding Celty luck on her job as she left.

As Anri got elbowed for the fourth time in a minute, she idly wondered if there was a limit to how many people were allowed onto a train because, if there was, she was fairly certain that they had long since exceeded it.

Anri released a slow sigh when she heard overhead that her stop was the one coming up and began pushing her way closer to the door, eager to get out of the hot, crowded environment. The doors opened and a cold breeze blew through her short hair. She rushed into the station hoping to beat the crowd to the exit. Just as she made it through the doors, someone shoved into her. She stumbled before regaining her balance and looked around for the cause and saw a man with his head turned slightly towards her. He had short, scruffy, dark hair with dark eyes that were looking at her and was wearing a wrinkled suit. He mumbled something in a scratchy voice, which Anri assumed was an apology, before rushing off into the streets of Ikebukuro.

Anri opened the door to her apartment before too long and went almost immediately to her bed. She had gotten up early to get to a class representatives meeting that was being held before school to discuss an upcoming event, then had ran some errands after school before Celty had contacted her and now it was late enough that, if her parents were still alive, she was sure she would have been scolded about returning at this time. Maybe. It wasn't that late, but her parents were strict and she was a teenaged girl in a city, so, probably.

Anri was just about to get undressed when she thought she should send Celty a message that she made it back alright, not that Celty had anything to worry about but she had a tendency to do so anyway. She went to find her coat, which she had folded over the back of her desk chair as she walked into the apartment. She felt the pockets, searching for her phone, but when she didn't feel it she scrunched her eyebrows and went to search her school bag. She couldn't see nor feel it when she dug around the bag and had even pulled out all of her school books and placing them on her desk a to look more easily, which she'd forgotten about her homework, but it was Saturday and she didn't have school tomorrow so she didn't worry about it. She groaned as she realized it wasn't there and sat on the floor trying to think of where it could be.

She sighed and went to her neighbor that never seemed to sleep and timidly knocked on the door. When the man opened the door, cigarette between his teeth and long hair pulled back into a loose elastic, Anri almost decided her phone wasn't worth it and walked away, but the feeling of Saika wriggling beneath her skin reminded her that she nothing to fear of the man in front of her.

"I'm sorry, but can I borrow your phone for a minute?" She asked in a quiet voice.

The man inhaled a bit of the cigarette then spoke, smoke escaping his mouth as he did so, "Ya, sure, it's in the kitchen." He scratched the back of his head as he turned and walked down a hallway that was identical to her own, presumably returning to whatever it was he was doing before the knock on his door disturbed him.

Anri walked into the smoke scented apartment and closed the door behind her and walked into the kitchen that was, once again, the very same as hers but different at the same time, giving her an odd feeling. She quickly located the phone on the small counter and dialed her number and listened to the ringing until it clicked and a scratchy male voice answered.

"Ya, who's this?" The voice said. Anri thought that he should have been a bit more polite since he's answering someone else's phone.

"Hello, um," She never thought about what she was going to say if someone answered, "you found my phone, it has some personal information that I need, so if you would send it back-" Anri was cut off when she heard the dial tone, signaling the other person had hung up. Her eyes flashed red in a moment of anger.

What was the point in answering if you weren't going to return the phone! Obviously no one would be calling you on it!

Anri felt Saika itch the palm of her hand, wanting to come out, reacting to Anri's anger. Anri took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down and turned to leave once she had control over Saika again.

Anri went back to her own apartment, she thought she should let her neighbor know she was leaving so that he could lock his door, but ignored the thought as he would probably hear her leave anyways. She sat on her bed and thought about what she should do. She could call the police. No, she turned that thought down, her phone had all the slasher incidents on it, and no one had ever caught he slasher so she could be in trouble if they went through her phone, not to mention that her and Celty often talk about Celty's or Shinra's very illegal work and she didn't want to get them into trouble. She could look for the person herself. But she didn't even know where to start, or where her phone even was when she lost it. Or if she lost it.

At that thought, Anri's head shot up. The man who ran into her when there was no reason to, there had been enough space for several people to walk at that time, yet he ran right into her. And if she thought about it enough, the mumbled voice of the man did sound similar to the one on the phone. He probably wasn't even apologizing when she looked at him, he was probably swearing at himself for letting her see him when he had just stolen from her.

Anri groaned at herself while running her hand through her bangs and rubbing the heel of her hand against her forehead. How could she have been so stupid?

As Anri berated herself and thought through all her options, she came to realize there was only one and she had to go fast or she'd miss the last train and she still needed to find a public phone so that she knew she could find him. She grabbed her wallet and coat, along with a card that had a number she was unsure why she kept but was now glad she did.

She ran to the station and found a public phone and quickly entered both her phone card and the phone number as there was only a few minutes before the train arrived.

"Hello?" The voice on the other end of the call both sang and had an edge to it, but Anri was thankful to hear it either way.

"Is this Izaya Orihara?" She asked.

"Hello, Anri. What can I do for you?" Izaya's voice held the last syllable for slightly longer than necessary, still in a sing song tone.

"Are you in Shinjuku?"

"Are you coming to kill me?" Anri huffed lightly, she only had maybe a minute.

"I need help, and if you don't answer I'll miss the train."

"Oh, is it that time already? Well, fine, yes. I'm home in Shinjuku. I assume you know the way."

Anri nodded but then spoke out a yes, and she heard Izaya call to someone that they have a guest coming so to get some things ready before she heard the train arriving and ran aboard, unsure if she even managed to hang up the phone properly.

Hello, Muses, this is just something that came into my head a while ago, and so I started to write it out. I'm thinking this will only be four to six chapters long, probably four, I'm not really sure yet. So, yeah, let me know what you guys thought of this chapter and I'll be back soon.