Disclaimer: I just realized that I forgot about the disclaimer, so here it goes! I do not own Durarara! 'cause if I did, then you'd see a lot more of Shizuo! Not kidding….

Chapter 1

Sixteen year old Tsukino Hisoka* smiled to himself as he watched the small, white snowflakes fall from the sky over Ikebukuro. It made the city look even more beautiful than it already was.

Hisoka let out a sigh of content as he fixed the soft blanket from falling off of his shoulders and gripped his cup of warm tea tighter. Winter days like this, where he could just snuggle into a blanket on the couch with his cup of tea and stare out the window, make him realize just how lazy he can be sometimes. But he didn't care. This was his favorite thing to do when it got too cold for his liking.

Speaking of the cold, - He'd have to go outside sooner or later to get groceries. His refrigerator was almost as bare as the winter trees themselves! Hisoka sighed and quickly finished his cup of tea, tears starting to form in his light pink eyes as he felt his chest burning from the hot liquid.

The sixteen year old boy sprang up from the couch, the blanket falling to the floor, and ran to his room to change. 'Please let there be something warm to wear that's clean!' Hisoka thought to himself. He slipped out of his baggy sweatpants and into a pair of dark blue pants. He then traded his light green t-shirt for a black undershirt and a simple white t-shirt that slipped off his left shoulder a bit. Hisoka put on his favorite tan coat that reached the middle of his thighs, and decided to add a light blue scarf around his neck that he had received for his birthday.

Grabbing his wallet, Hisoka dashed out of his bedroom towards the door, quickly slipping on a pair of black All-Star sneakers. The teenager took one last look around the apartment, then calmly opened the door and walked out, locking the door behind him and stuffing the keys into his coat pocket.

Hisoka walked down the stairs from the third floor of the rather large apartment building down to the lobby. "Ah! Good afternoon, Hisoka-kun! Going somewhere, I suppose," an old lady at the mail-boxes greeted. "Yes, I'm going down to the convenient store on the corner. Is there anything you'd like me to get you, Ayasaki-san?" Hisoka replied. "No, no. I appreciate the offer though!" Ayasaki-san said.

The old lady ruffled Hisoka's ash-colored hair and waved a good-bye as he walked out of the apartment building.

Hisoka cringed at the sudden freezing cold air that almost immediately gave his slightly pale face a deep color shade of red on his nose and the tips of his ears. 'At least I decided to bring my scarf,' he thought, pulling the light blue cloth over his mouth and closer to his nose. As Hisoka walked down to the convenient store, he smiled to himself again as he watched little kids run around in the snow. If he wasn't sixteen, he'd go over and ask to play with them too. Great, now he just felt crept-out towards himself.

The teenager shook his head, escaping from his thoughts as he pulled open the door and walked into the little convenient store. He's been in this store quite a few times before, so he didn't have any trouble finding everything he needed. 'Eggs, onions, bacon, cheese, ice-cream, cereal, rice, seaweed, tuna, chicken, ground-hamburger…' Hisoka mentally checked off his list of groceries. 'What else am I missing…?' … "Ah! Milk!" he muttered and made his way to the glass doors in the back of the store. 'Now that I think about it… This place is more of a grocery store than a convenient store…' he thought, and grabbed two gallons of milk.

Then, something shiny caught the teenager's and he pulled a can out of the large refrigerator with a glass door and pulled out a can to look at it. It was a white can with a cow on it as it ate grass. 'Oh… This is that "Milk in a Can" stuff Ayasaki-san told me about a couple of days ago… I guess I'll try it,' Hisoka thought, pulling out another can of the milk.

He walked over to the counter, paying for his things and sighing with relief as he was able to go home. As Hisoka walked, the snow falling on and around him, he decided to cut through an alleyway to reach the street his apartment building was on. But as soon as he walked halfway, a blonde man in a bartender's suit with cigarette butts surrounding him caught his eye.

Hisoka walked up closer to the man, and noticed that he was sitting there with his head on his arms, the man's knees brought up to his chest.

The only thoughts that came to mind was that this man looked torn apart; even though Hisoka couldn't see the blonde's face. As soon as the boy got close to the man in the bartender suit, he tapped his shoulder lightly. "E-Excuse me?" Hisoka muttered hesitantly.

He could see the man tense up, but lifted his head up slowly to show the teenager pain-filled, deep, chocolate brown eyes.