Authors Note: I made this a short chapter cause I want to see if anyone even gets interested with it let alone if I like the way it is going. So far i have quite a few ideas for this story. So I hope people read and like it. The chapters in the future will be more of a length then this puny thing. Lol. Ok So here it is Chapter One...

Chapter One: The Start of It All

Spinning round and round in his chair Orihara Izaya sat, laughing in his mischievous fashion while staring at a photo on his phone. The informant tapped his ringed finger on the screen as he swung around. "Shizu-chan, what fun we have..."

A knock on the door of his office was displayed before the door was opened to reveal his secretary. "There is a man a um- man here to see you sir." She appeared nervous, it was shown all over her body. From her trembling hands to the stutter in her voice.

Without paying any of those details any mind Izaya replied without thinking, "Yeah , whatever send him in." Without taking one look off of the screen of his phone he gestured the girl to leave still twirling himself in his chair. Without another word the woman left the man to be in his privacy.

Suddenly the wooden door to his office opened with a bang to the wall behind it. Izaya simply looked up to see who was causing such a noise disturbing he silence. When his dark eyes looked up, he gazed at a bulky sized man. He was quite muscular compared to Izaya, but Izaya just brushed off the other's size knowing that he, himself, hand more cunning and wit. Feeling this feeling he trailed his eyes back to his phone paying the most likely a client no mind.

Then more of those men appeared his office making more sounds interrupting his peace. Now feeling with these men here he wouldn't be able to enjoy himself in his office alone he shut his phone and for his safety replaced it with his knife hidden up his sleeve just in case. "What can I help you with good sirs?" They said nothing as they inched closer to him. "If you want information your going to have to speak or are you guys just to much of the silent type macho man for that?"

Izaya watched them closely, calculating his move when he seen them getting closer to him behind the desk. When one of them harshly grabbed his shoulder he swiftly took out his knife and sliced a cut on the man's arm and jumped on his desk. "AH! That little punk! Get him you fucking morons!" The man holding his now bleeding arm shouted then at Izaya, "Your coming with us!"

Izaya still being himself clearly stated back, "Oh me?" Speaking in the best girly voice he could. "Why what would you want with little ol'me? You want me for something dirty don't you?" Jumping off the desk Izaya went for his office door only to have it shut in his face and him pressed with his cheek against the wood and body firmly pinned down. He struggled but he couldn't break out of the grips of the men. Deciding to try and keep calm about the situation Izaya spoke up, well at least tried to with his face nearly making out with the door. "What do you men want? Clearly it isn't information."

The man who cut, who seemed to be the head, spoke to him while bringing his face close to his mocking him. "Your coming with us, our boss wants you alive."

"And your boss is?" Without an answer to his question, Izaya was struck in the head, blacking out all things around him. Swallowing himself into the darkness.

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