The date was May forth. It was like any other day. Only there was a difference for one man. Today was Izaya Orihara's birthday.

Izaya Orihara... He was the man who claimed to be forever twenty one. He claimed that he'd be young, and that he'd live on forever. Because frankly... Izaya was, and is, afraid of death. Which is why he reallly shouldn't even have acknowledged that it was his birthday. No one else did.

"Happy twenty-first birthday to me~"

Though he spoke these words... They weren't true. It wasn't his twenty-first birthday, and it most definetly wasn't a happy one either.

He was alone... Not one person wished him a happy birthday. No one seemed to acknowledge that there was a day where Izaya was supposed to be treated special. Though, that could have been because the raven spent every day as if people were supposed to treat him as a god.

Izaya tried to act as if it didn't affect him. And most of the time, he succeded.

As for the second part... Izaya had been living for quite awhile. So this was not his twenty first birthday. It was, in fact his thirty-forth birthday.

"Hm... What should I do today...?"

The question was met with nothing but silence. Izaya was the only one in his loft, after all. He had given Namie the day off and made sure that he didn't have any clients.

"Forever Twenty one... Maybe I could go out. No no. That wouldn't work. Today I relax. Because I work all year long without anyone acknowleding how great I am."

Izaya smiled as he made his way towards the couch, before stopping and changing his mind.

"A nice bubble bath... That'll be a way to relax."

He had one nearly every day. It wouldn't be any different than any other day. Like it should have been.

So, Izaya took a bath. It was a half hour long, as per usual. That's just how it was. Then, Izaya went to blow dry his hair...

At first, it was fine. But after a few moments, the raven had to stop, and put the hair dryier down. What had that hair been? Izaya thought he saw a strand that was a bit lighter than the rest of his hair.

"No no... That couldn't have been it... Hahaha." There was no way that he had a grey hair. He was only twenty-one.

Hahahahahaha... Izaya grabbed that strand of hair and pulled it out before throwing it away. There was no grey hair. And if there was, it was because of stress. Not because he was getting older. Because he wasn't older. He was twenty one.

"Hahahahahaha. Happy birthday to me. There's nothing wrong~ Nothing wrong at all~" He dressed now, before making his way to Ikebukuro. Some ootoro would fix everything.

So... This is a little drabble-sort of thing that I decided to type up for Izaya's birthday~ I got his age from finding out how old he'd be today in the light novel. Other wise, I thought he'd be too young. Anyway, I looked up when people would get grey hair and stuff and it said that it could actually be as early as when you're ten so *shrug*

Anyway, this was inspired from a text post on tumblr. post / 4956596244

Just thought I should give some credit to where I got the idea. So yeah. I hope you enjoyed.