Chapter two: Ugh Gross...

Heiwajima Shizuo was not one to receive many messages on his phone, which probably explained why he didn't know what to do with all the messages on his screen. 36 in total. Mostly from Shinra and Celty.

Taking a quick look through the first three on his screen only showed him that it was some sort of emergency. The two were looking for him for some reason and he was to contact Celty as soon as possible.

[Hey Celty, I got your text. What's the emergency?] He took the cigarette from his mouth as he sent the message, letting smoke trail up into the air.

The response came much faster than he had anticipated. [Where are you?]

[In front or Russia Sushi. I just finished work.]

[I'm coming to get you. Don't go anywhere.]

That was unusual. Celty never ordered him around... Unless this was more serious than he had originally thought. They had said it was an emergency, but he hadn't thought anything of it. Shinra tends to make a mountain out of a molehill more often than not.

"Hey Tom-san, sorry but Celty's looking for me. Do you mind if I leave you here?"

"Not at all." Tom smiled, "We're done work so it's not like you're missing anything."

"Thanks."

Not a moment later Celty was parked in front of them, making a helmet from around Shizuo's head and showing a message on her PDA.

[We're going to the police station.] and they were off.

This better not have anything to do with that flea. I swear if he framed me again I will kill that bastard!

"Why in the world do you believe I would ever help you find that prick?!" Shizuo fumed.

To be honest he had expected this to be Izaya's doing, but not like this. The serial murders had been occurring for the past two months and people were beginning to get desperate to find the killer. But to think that guy would go after the louse... And actually get him? Unbelievable.

"Shizuo," Shinra started as calmly as he could, "Think about this. I know it's Izaya, and you have every right to want to refuse. But..." Shizuo tensed. "He's the only person alive that knows who the killer is."

There was a moment of silence as Shizuo stared at the floor. He was so not okay with this. Izaya was a piece of shit scumbag.

"You could save lives..." But that was the trigger.

Making eye contact with Shinra, Shizuo sighed."Alright. But I need to ask, why me?"

"You seem to be able to find Orihara wherever you go." An officer answered to which Shizuo gave a quick nod.

"Thank you Heiwajima-san, we appreciate your assistance. Now then, the rules." A detective stepped forward, placing some files on a large desk in the middle of the conference room. "We have thirty-six hours from when Orihara was taken to find him. He went missing at approximately nine AM today. The time now is four AM, that leaves us with twenty-nine hours."

The detective began taking out papers in evidence bags along with photos of young men which were being hung in order of kidnapping on a bulletin board. It was then that it struck Shizuo how similar these people looked. He hadn't really been paying any attention to the news when the reports came on. They made him depressed.

The photos were all of smiling young men, similar haircuts and styles to them. All of them looked to be around the same age and were with their families and friends in the photo's, Izaya included.

It was a photo taken with his sisters. All of them smiling rather genuinely too.

"Here." the detective shook him out of his thoughts. Looking down at the outstretched hand Shizuo was a little surprised to see an evidence bag. Weren't police not supposed to let civilians touch this kinda stuff? "Read it but don't take it out of the bag."

"There is sun but not warmth

there is clouds but no rain

he breaths but just barely, as he walks on water.

3 Chome-1-1 Higashi Ikebukuro, Toshima, Tokyo 170-0013, Japan"

"What's this supposed to mean?" Shizuo held up the bagged paper, his brow furrowed in confusion.

"That's supposed to tell us where Orihara is."

"And the address?" Shizuo looked back down at the paper. He recognized that address... But from where?

Shinra cleared his throat, "That looks like Sunshine city's address."

"Excuse me," the detective interrupted, "But there was never an address on that paper."

"Well now there is." A few members in the room rushed over to see.

Izaya had known the moment he took the cap off that it wasn't water, but sometimes Izaya really wished he was wrong. Taking another swig with a cringe, Izaya swiped his chin muttering a quiet "Ugh gross..."

Vodka was definitely not a good thing when stranded in the freezing cold. I need to find somewhere to sleep. Out of the wind. Taking a moment to balance himself, Izaya decided it was in his best interest to head downhill.

I wonder if Namie even bothered to contact the police. He stumbled over a rock in the snow before righting himself. She probably did, not for me though. For the fact that she can't access my money without me.

Izaya chuckled as he tripped again, this time stumbling until he fell forwards. The snow giving out under him, landing him in a slight opening in the side of the mountain. A cave.

"Perfect..." Izaya crawled his way through the deep snow into the cave, letting himself flop onto the cold stone floor. After collecting himself Izaya began to block most of the opening to keep the cold wind out before looking around.

"It seems someone's been here before..." In the far back of the cave sat a blanket, pillow and some wood. In the center was a fire pit dug into the stone. "Well aren't I the lucky one." Izaya laughed at the irony of that statement.

Sorry it took so long to update. My writing app wasn't working so I had to have it fixed. r&r please!