Hi everyone~ I've been busy with college and junk, so that's my excuse~ Yeah, not a good one, I know… The Sagurn is sorry~

Anyone going to AWA this year? You neighborhood Sagurn here is going to be cosplaying as Bon from AoE, Happy from Fairy Tail, and Sweden from Hetalia. Who else is going to be cosplaying there? TELL THE SAGURN.

Sorry, people, no Hikku in this chapter. You guys seemed to like her; that makes me happy! This chapter focuses more on Riku. Oh, and pedo!Izaya. Trolololol. Oh, and there's a mini cliffhanger~ Trolololol once more.

DISCLAIMER: Your mom doesn't own Durarara. Neither does mine for that matter. Or anyone related to me… Okay, fine. I don't either.

Chapter Three: Ethos. Emotions are Changeable.

Ethos (iːθɒs)- noun

The character or fundamental values of a person, people, culture, or movement.

Shared fundamental traits

Riku bit threw her bags onto the floor, jumping onto her new bed and laying on her back. She sighed, taking in a deep breath.

Why was Izaya so damn terrifying?

Turning around on her stomach and burying her face into the grey pillows, Riku groaned. I shouldn't be so afraid, she thought, It's not like he's scary. It was true, after all. The only thing that had shaken her so badly was the look he first gave her. That sinister, mysterious, dastardly look... It was a look that made her feel as if she should never trust him, no matter what he said.

People have given me worst looks before, she reasoned sitting crossed legged on her bed and clenching her fist, So I'm not going to be afraid of this smarmy parka-wearing creepier! She nodded to herself, crossing her arms across her chest. Yes… I won't let this affect m— Rrrrrrrrrrring! Rrrrrrrrrring!

Reaching over to her bag, Riku pulled out her phone and flipped it open.

Hiya Hiya Kuku-chan~ How's it in 'Bukuro?

A small smile coming on her face, Riku typed in a response to the text message.

Pretty good, Mina. Are all the guys in class still jackasses?

Riku could almost hear the snicker coming from her friend through the response. What do you think? But that's not the point of me texting you, Kuku-chan.

So what is?

Cute guys, of course! Have you seen any of Ikebukuro's sexy men~? Riku sighed, a small grin on her face.

One, but he's really creepy.

Hmm… If he's sexy enough, it doesn't matter if he's creepy! Unless he's like a serial killer or something. Then watch out!

You have screwed priorities, you know that?

Oh but of course! Now, back to the subject~! Do you know where he lives? Riku knew that Mina couldn't see her, but she still felt sheepish.

Er, well, he's my mom's friend that we're living with…

ARE YOU SERIOUS? Riku guessed that she had probably screamed and annoyed someone because it took a minute for that response came back. How old is he?

My mom said twenty-three.

Damn, you have it made, you know that? You're living with a sexy twenty-three year old! Count your blessings.

Yeah, yeah. Riku didn't get an answer back, signaling that her friend had probably gone somewhere. Getting up from the bed with a groan and throwing her phone back on top of her bag, she started to walk out of the room.

"Damn, I'm hungry…" Looking down the hall, she saw her mother talking to Izaya, Rinara throwing her arms around and smiling happily as she spoke.

"I'm sorry my daughter is so mean to you, Ya-kun~" Izaya waved it off, smiling.

"Oh, don't worry. It's just a phase that they go through, right?" Riku's eye twitched as she heard that statement.

What the hell do you mean 'phase'? You just scare the hell out of me, asshole! Izaya turned to the side and looked at Riku, his eyes narrowing slightly. And that prick knew I was standing here!

Rinara sighed, shaking her head. "Ah, you're probably right." Like hell he's right, mom! "I just pray that you'll watch over my little Ri-chan, won't you? She tends to get into trouble and pick fights at school." If this was an anime, Riku would have done a face-plant into the floor.

Goddammit mom! Stop acting like I'm six! And I don't pick fights… That much. Once again, Izaya looked down the hall, giving Riku a small grin before turning back to her mother and smiling. "Of course I will~" Riku's eye twitched again, and as she threw the fear of Izaya that she had before out the window, she walked right into his kitchen, giving no glance to the room's current occupants.

Grabbing open the door to a cabinet, she pulled out a loaf of French bread. "Ri-chan, you should greet people when you enter a room." Riku looked at her mother briefly before turning to look at Izaya.

"Hi." She broke the loaf of bread in half, putting one half back. "How is your day going, huh?" It was obvious she was being insincere, and it was even more obvious when she took a vicious bite out of the bread, glaring at Izaya all the while.

"Ri-chan, don't just eat other people's food." Riku didn't stop eating, nor did she stop glaring at Izaya.

"I doubt he wants it back now." Rinara sighed at her daughter's reply, shaking her head.

"Oh, it's okay Rinara-san!" Izaya's smiled. "After all," His smile turned into a smirk. "Your house is my house~" Riku took another bite of the bread, and this time the bite was even more vicious than the first.

"Ri-chan, you better be glad Ya-kun is so nice." Riku looked at her mom for a moment before looking back at Izaya.

"Oh, but of course." She muttered sarcastically, waving the bread around to her front and bowing. "I'm in debt to you, Izaya-kun. I promise that anything you want is my freakin' command." She stood back up, taking another ferocious bite out of the bread and walking out of the kitchen.

Oya, oya, Riku-chan~ Izaya grinned, looking at her retreating back as she left. I doubt you want me to take you up on that~!

"Ya-kun, I'm so sorry that Ri-chan is acting like this." Rinara sighed again, shaking her head at her daughter. "She's never really been a people person…"

"Don't worry," Izaya said, standing up and putting on his best, most sincere looking fake smile. "I'll go talk to her."

"I hate it here already…" Riku muttered, finishing off the last piece of her bread. "That guy's just an ass…" She glared into space as she started to take things out of some boxes and putting them on her desk. "A really big ass."

"Hmm? Who's a really big ass, Riku-chan?" Riku didn't turn around to face the voice; she just started putting books onto the shelves.

"What do you think, Izaya-kun?" She growled out the 'kun.' Izaya raised his eyebrows and smirked, his hands in the pockets of his parka.

"I don't see why you hate me, Riku-chan." Riku slowly turned to face him, placing her book down onto her bed. "What have I done to you?"

"Nothing," She admitted, still looking at him in the eyes. "But it just seems like I shouldn't trust you at all…" She turned away from him after she said that, placing her laptop onto her desk.

Izaya had to admit, that this was a first. The only other person who had not trusted him right off the bat was Shizu-chan. Oh, but this girl… she was interesting. She was terrified one minute, snarky the next, then all quiet.

You're a very fascinating human; I give you that, Riku-chan. But, he did have one question: Where the hell did that fear that he saw in her face in the elevator go? "Riku-chan~" She didn't turn around to face him as she kept organizing her books.

She didn't reply, but he knew she was listening. Izaya smiled, narrowing his eyes and supporting his chin with his fist.

"Can I ask you a favor~?"

"You can ask, but I highly doubt that I'll actually do it, Izaya-kun." He faked a look of confusion, even though he knew she couldn't see him.

"Hmm? Why?" She turned halfway to him, her expression blank.

"Because you annoy the hell out of me, frankly." Placing her books down, she walked out of the room, stopping in the doorway. "So leave me alone."

"Oh but Riku-chan," She gasped, wondering when he had gotten right behind her and had grabbed her wrist. "You promised that I could have anything I wanted." His voice was a low purr and his eyes were narrowed and blood red; Riku could only stare back, her own eyes wide, as she breathed in deeply.

There's the fear~!

She took a gulp, licking her lips and finding her voice, albeit weak. "L-let me go." Of course, he brought her just a step closer, an almost shark-like grin gracing his lips.

"But why would I want to do that, Riku-chan?" He brought her so close that their chests were touching. "Why do you want me to do that, Riku-chan?" She narrowed her eyes in the slightest. "You obviously find me sexy." Her eyes widened again as she tried to yank out of his grip again.

"H-how did you…?" He shrugged half-heartedly, his grip on her tightening.

"Oh, I have my ways. But that's not the point here, Riku-chan~" He leaned down, his face dangerously close to hers as he cupped her chin. "Do me a favor; I have something very important I need you to realize."

FIN_FIN

I absolutely love writing Izaya. Tell me if he is OOC though, okay? I wanna make sure that I'm getting his creepiness right~ Riku's a little weird, isn't she? She'll be headstrong one minute, then scared the next… Hmm… Weird. I'm starting school next week, so it'll be a new chapter every other week instead of once a week. I'M SO SORRY~

How'd you like the chapter? Was it up to snuff?

Oh, and, I'm thinking about putting up a Soul Eater fanfic… Should I? You're thoughts are welcome~ Oh, and I'm watching Sgt. Frog, AND I CAN'T STOP.

Next Chapter:

Epideictic Rhetoric. Feelings Don't Matter.

She shook her head, smiling slightly, as if she knew something he didn't. "Well, Shizuo-san, the best way to stop something is to figure out the source of it, no?"

He shrugged. Dammit. She had a point.

"I take it that you agree with me…" She stopped walking for a moment, causing Shizuo to turn to her.

"What?" She grinned, leaning up on her tip toes and plucking the cigarette out of his mouth and flicking it into a dispenser. "Woman, what the hell was that for?"

"Smoking is known to make one more emotional, Shizuo-san." He growled, but just stuffed his hands in his pockets. "We have to start somewhere~"