Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara! or it's characters. Isai is my OC.

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(Day 1: Friday, 6 pm)

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The world was pretty much the same for Isai Maboroshi. Nothing ever changed. Nothing ever happened, until…she suddenly found herself in Ikebukuro. She didn't understand why or how she was in this place all of a sudden, but her parents told her that she needed to find something to do with her life while they went away overseas for work.

Hanging her head as she walked down the sidewalk, she thought to herself, 'Why do I even need to be here of all places? There's tons of stupid things that happen in this town and it's so boring.' Her bangs hung over her left eye, hiding it for a very specific reason.' While she was not looking where she was going, she happened to bump into someone else who wasn't looking where he was going either.

"My apologizes," she bowed and stared at the ground. The golden-eyed young man just looked at her curiously, "Not a problem." He grinned. They both continued on their separate ways after that, but not without an assumption brewing in the man's mind. 'Never seen her here before. In fact, I don't even know anything about her…Guess I should do some spying.' His eyes shifted to her, but he continued on.

(6:30 pm)

It was getting dark and the girl was getting tired of walking around endlessly after school. 'I'm sick of staying at home by myself. It's so boring in that small apartment that I feel like I have to break free of it. Why is that?' She turned to see a park bench close to some short bluish-white spherical lights.

'Maybe if I just lie down for a little bit, I'll feel better.' She stared at the park bench, feeling hesitant. From around the side of a building, hidden from view, a cell phone snapped a close-up picture of her face. Apparently, the man she had bumped into earlier today had followed her.

She fell asleep almost instantly when she got on the bench. 'Must be really stressed,' the man conjectured to himself. Shortly after the girl had been on the bench, two guys that appeared to be in a color gang, due to their like colors of clothing accessories, approached closer to her location. "Uh oh. Looks like I need to interfere here," the man said to himself at the sight.

"Whoa! What's a cute girl doin' here?" one of the guys said. The other shrugged. "Beats me. Hey, look at that bag she has with her; probably has money in it. Whatcha' say?" The first man grinned and they began to take a step closer when a man jumped into the scene, "Excuse me guys, but I need to get my girlfriend home." The guys glanced at each other and back to him. "Where'd you come from? Who are you?" The man gestured to himself, "Like I said, I'm her boyfriend, Izaya Orihara." "You never said that." He made an exaggerated surprised look , "Oh, I didn't? My bad. Whatever," he became serious in tone, but kept a smile plastered on his face, "Just get out of here now before I end your miserable lives." He pulled out a knife when another one of the guys stepped closer. "Whoa, dude. This guy's crazy. Let's leave him alone," the other said; they obviously didn't have any weapons on them. The buddy agreed hesitantly and gave Izaya a creeped-out glare.

Once the guys were gone, Izaya got a closer look at the girl, trying to decipher who she was. He frowned at himself, "Man, I'm clueless." Somehow, though, he still felt a little nostalgic when he saw this face. He fondled some strands of her blonde locks curiously. A plan formed in his mind and a grin appeared on his face. "Hope you don't hate me for this."

(Day 2: Saturday, 8 am)

Blinding sunlight awoke Isai. She covered her brow with the back of her hand, 'I must have been really tired last night. I'm surprised I made it home.' Something didn't feel right, though. 'Wait a second...' her eyes widened as she shot up to find herself on a brown couch in a well-furnished apartment. She saw that the source of the sunlight came from a large window with vertical blinds. The view overlooked the city. A large wooden desk sat in front of the window and had two computer monitors on it. The walls were basically made of books, but didn't give off a musty smell.

"Hey, you're awake." She snapped her head in his direction with a taut face as Izaya came into the study. When she didn't answer, he gave her a funny look like he was genuinely surprised. He leaned his head towards her, "You sure are one strange human." He placed his hand on his chin thoughtfully.

He tilted his head randomly twice. "Who are you?" Isai growled smashing a book on his head. He fell forward in a crouching position and rubbed his head while looking up at her. "How can I answer that, if you brain me with 'Mythology'?" She stared at him awkwardly. Standing up, he threw his hands out, "I was about to ask you the same question, actually!"

She crossed her arms and frowned. "I'm not answering till you tell me who you are." Izaya chuckled, "Fine. Fine! I'll tell you, then. I-," he gestured to himself as he had before, "-am Izaya Orihara and I'm an Info Broker." The girl leaned forward quickly and Izaya's eyes widened.

She grinned with large eyes, "Then, you're the same as me." "Really...?" Izaya mused. The girl stood from the couch, throwing the book on the coffee table as she did so. "I am Isai Maboroshi."

*So, what do you think about my first chapter? Is it interesting? Please tell me!

Izaya: I don't think you'll last very long in the world of book writing, Writer-chan.

Me: Noes! I will make it!

Shizu-chan: As much as I hate to admit it, I agree with the flea.

Izaya: Shizu-chan, that's rude of you to call me that.

Isai: What's going on? O,O

Izaya, Shizu-chan, and I: ...=.= ...Where'd you come from?

Isai: Uh...Writer-san wrote me in the story and I just appeared.

Izaya, Shizu-chan, and I: (T.T;)