Hey, guys! What's up? I know I haven't posted much recently - okay, I have occasionally dusted off old stuff and posted them in the last few months due to my lack of progress in actually writing more - but the whole 'Life is hectic' yadda yadda is getting old, right? Although I will say that I was supposed to spend the last six hours studying for my finals tomorrow instead of re-reading a bunch of fanfics on my computer. Wish me luck? Well, anyway, I started watching Durarara! in around August/September time, and half got hooked out of sheer curiosity and what-the-heck-is-going-on (which was severely lessened once I realized that I had started the second season instead of the first but continued to remain because this plot is weird) and half because I find Celty and Shizuo completely adorable. (Although I ship Celty with Shinra.) Anyway, seeing as Shizuo is one of my all-time favorite characters (I just wanna hug him and squeeze him and never let go!) I wanted to read some fanfics about him. Except there were some problems with that. 1. Almost nobody seems to care/write about Shizuo. 2. People keep shipping him with Izaya. 3. I FREAKING WANT TO SHANK IZAYA. Given this and much more, there was not much I could read that had my precious Shizu-chan, and being the sweet adorable baby he is, he deserves love. So, I looked for OC fics. Sadly, there's only a handful (Just gonna say that 'Cookies, Cakes and Cigarettes' by Animelover007 has been my favorite thus far) so I thought adding another would help encourage the writing of ships for poor Shizu-chan. Anyway, thank you guys for reading, please review and tell me what you think! Hopefully some constructive criticism if you don't like something? I'm always trying to improve. Well, either way, I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer : I do not own Durarara! (But I am sure on my way to finding an easy way to pronounce it! I hope!)

I wasn't a complete stranger to Ikebukuro. Well, I hadn't been here in years and was terrible at not getting lost in even well known environments, but still. I remembered a bit from my childhood. I had lived here for a good eight years, albeit out was my first eight years, so the parts I used to frequent I more or less still remembered. Sort of.

I still had my penchant of getting... 'misplaced' to worry about. Who knew there was a maze in the middle of Ikebukuro Station?

"Mai! Mai!" A voice called, gathering lots of states and attention, as well as blatant glares. I turned towards the voice, seeing a familiar face.

After my family had moved from Ikebukuro, which eight-year-old me had not been happy about, we moved to a quiet, small town in the middle of nowhere. It was boring. It was so small that the only thing fun to do was go to the movies or eat at the one ice cream shop.

It got better over the years, with more restaurants and clothing stores, but it was still boring. Which was why, after graduating, I had decided to go back. To Ikebukuro, I mean.

"Mai! There you are! You were supposed to meet me near the north entrance." My brother chides, stopping in front of me.

"Ahhh... North? There's more than one exit?" I question, looking around confusedly.

He rolls his eyes. "Yes, and right now you're not headed towards any of them."

My older brother, Takumi, was really tall. I have no idea how, considering I was so short and that we were from the same gene pool. Either way, he had two years and more than a foot on me, and loved to rub it in when he could. He wasn't mean about it though, it was more of a teasing older sibling vibe. He mostly stuck to t-shirts, hoodies, and jeans, wearing his sneakers every day. His hair was darker than mine, and admittedly more tame, though all my attempts of figuring out how he managed to pull off such sorcery so far had failed. Despite the differences in age, gender, and interests, we seemed to get along pretty well.

"Come on, this way." Takumi said, grabbing my wrist and pulling me in the opposite direction. "I'll stop by one of the shops and buy you a map. You can get lost in a cardboard box."

I frowned. "I doubt it'll help that much... And that was only one time! It got jostled around a bunch and I couldn't remember which side was the opening!"

Takumi scoffed, smirking as he continued to lug me through the confusing station by my wrist. Soon we were outside, the morning sun almost blinding me after so long. I turned to my brother, only to see him smirking at me from beneath his sunglasses.

We made our way to his apartment, him leaving me to deal with all my bags. "So," I ventured, "How's life back in Ikebukuro?"

After graduating high school, my brother had gotten a job back in the city. I wasn't entirely sure what he did, just that it had to do with computers and it was super complicated the one time he tried explaining it to me. After high school, I was determined to go to college like my mom always talked about. My brother said it was kind of stupid to spend so much money to get a 'useless degree in the language we already spoke'. Either way, he was nothing if not full of opinions, and I enjoyed books rather much. Not that he didn't, at first he read more than me, but his forte was tech where as mine was not. Not that I didn't have some mean skills on the computer when I wanted to. I just couldn't take one apart blindfolded, pick up a random piece and tell you what it did. It's a wonder how he wasn't short any screws when he put it back together.

"Not too bad," He said, still pulling me along as he crossed the street. "Everything is pretty much the same, although it's a bit more interesting now."

I hummed, nodding my head as we got to his apartment building, struggling to balance my bags with one hand as we got into the elevator. Once inside his apartment, I dropped my bags on the floor as soon as I could, letting out a sigh as relief flowed through my sore muscles. "As much as I love traveling, it gets so tiring."

My brother grabbed some chips from the kitchen, already digging in as he shot me a question. "So, how long are you staying here?"

I sat on his couch, stretching my neck as I replied. "Gee, I'm feeling the love. Not too long, I just need to find a place and a job."

"Oh, so forever, then?" He joked, his voice slightly muffled from all the chips in his mouth.

I scoffed playfully. "Like I'd want to stay here with you." Looking around, his apartment wasn't that bad. It was relatively clean, at least what I could see, and he had a lot of games. I mean a lot. Sure - the floor was carpet, the couch matched the curtains, and the coffee table was centered perfectly - but the main focus of that room was clearly the large number of game consoles, disks and controllers. The room wasn't too small, but you could tell he really only used it for one thing.

Hungry, I got up and made my way into the kitchen to browse through the pantry. When I got there it was almost completely empty, if you didn't count the various cans of different types of soup, chili, and bags of chips. Oh, and lots of desserts in the form of brownies, chocolate cookies, chocolate bars, chocolate chips, and various other treats consisting of the said bean. Not that I didn't love chocolate, but this was getting ridiculous. "Oh, by the way," Takumi chimed, making his way to his room, "It's your turn to make dinner tonight!".