Oh dear, why am I starting another story when I already have like 5 going? Probably because I can't commit to anything. But seriously, I'm so sorry if you like one of those stories and I haven't updated in a long time. Maybe you can review here and tell me what to update? It would be appreciated! Oh, and tell me what you think of this story too, that would be cool as well.

"IZAAAYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

His yell echoes in my ears long after I've made it back to my apartment in Shinjuku. I feel the corners of my lips turning up into a smile as I fetch my key from inside my trademark furry jacket's pocket and unlock the door.

Shizu-chan seemed even more riled up than normal today. Seems all the gangsters walking around set him off even before I got there. That or he got a particularly difficult customer during his working hours.

I ease the door open and shrug off my coat. The weather's warming up and it seems like I'll have to retire it for the summer pretty soon. Looking over the warm coat, I start planning the different ways I can get Shizu-chan's attention without wearing it, as it is usually the thing that catches his eye. I suppose I'll have to get up in his face a bit more than usual. Dangerous? Perhaps, but the payoff is being able to see the swift changes in emotion on his pale face.

The sound of a page of a book turning hits my sensitive ears, and my eyes narrow. Namie had taken this week off to try and 'spend time' with her younger brother Sejii. Had she forgotten something and come back to get it?

Turning to face the living room area of my open apartment, I don't see anyone or anything at first. Seems my nosy secretary hadn't returned for a lost item after all. Too bad, it's my third favorite pastime to annoy her, rivalled only by my observation of the general population and the thrill of my chases with Shizu-chan. I find myself shrugging it off as the AC kicking on and blowing a paper around on my desk.

Speaking of, I have a bit more work than usual and I should get it started. My line of work doesn't always require paper, due to the wonders of technology, but the sketchy Yagari Pharmasuticals likes to operate on old school principles, making me write out all the information they're paying for. Honestly, if they wanted security, paper that can be read by anyone is not the way to go.

Then, a young girl's bubbly giggle hits my ears, and I start, immediately cursing myself for the action. My blood red eyes scan the room, all traces of a smile having faded away. Something moves in the corner of my eye and I slowly reach down to my pocket, feeling for my switchblade and suddenly remembering that I had left it in my coat.

The voice sounds again, this time louder, and a girl no older than 14 sits up on my couch, with a mild smirk on her face. She looks over at me, and I can feel her own red eyes pierce mine. Unlike mine however, hers don't look like they were stained in blood, and instead they burn with the ferocity of a tame candle. Innocence radiates from her very being and it immediately makes me feel sick to my stomach, and my eyes narrow. What is she doing here?

Prolouges are nice. It makes me feel a bit better about my lack of being able to write a full chapter to start everything off.

Oh well. So what do you think? Who is this girl?

P.S. To anyone who is reading 'My Past, Present and Future,' I know it seems the same: Mysterious girl shows up, making Izaya act OOC, but this is a Shizaya fic, unlike that one, which is IzayaxOC and ShizuoxOC.

P.P.S. Speaking of, what should I do for that one? I'm willing to collaborate on any of my working stories, since I seem to write more when I'm writing with someone else. So if anyone has any ideas, please, PM me!

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