As the summary says this follows the story line closely, original content comes later. This is kind of a messed up chapter though, Nix is a pretty messed up character mentally... so enjoy!

The world just keeps spinning madly on. It was something Nix knew all too well, something instilled in her by one Izaya Orihara. She walked to a building moving and slipping inside silently going to the roof. The girl moved breaking the lock on the door making it to the roof she watched silently her camera up and her phone now in her pocket. Snap a picture of a figure in the distance.

Snap. A picture of a girl in pigtails walking towards the railing.

Snap. A man stepped from the shadows, his lips moving but she couldn't hear.

Snap. The man said something to shock the girl, a smirk on his face while the girl stared in shock.

Snap. He leaned against the railing, the smirk on his face so wide his eyes were closed.

Snap. He faced her, and Nix knew he was saying his famous 'I love humans' line.

Snap. He was in her face and grabbed her hand dragging her to the railing.

Snap. He stood on the railing leaning over the familiar railing, looking at the familiar blood splatter down below.

Snap. He pointed down and the girl peered over cautiously in utter fear.

Snap. He balanced on the railing. She knew it was different. The way he approached this game is much different than when he talked to her.

Snap. Snap. Snap. Snap. He was in her face; she moved to slap him but missed. He grabbed onto her hand and gave a little shove so she leaned over the edge of the railing forcing her to look down.

Snap. He pulled her up into his chest smirking down at her. She didn't engage him in conversation… they never did anymore.

Snap. He jumped back over the railing and left her to her own devices, own decision. Nix pulled out her phone aiming it.

Snap. Up the stairs, mocking her.

Click. She was in horror staring up at him.

"You never let me down though! You're just as boring as I knew you'd be!" The man said smirking at her. They were all boring.

Snap. The door shut and he left her vision. She moved her head from the camera looking at her phone.

Click. The girl turned looking downward.

Click. She stepped onto the very edge.

Click. She leaned forward her arms spreading, she fell.

Snap. There he was, hiding as he watched her fall, but Nix could see him.

Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Shadows shot out and caught her, helping her live. Celty… saved her, much like she did before.

Thanks Celty.

Of course Nix. I hate to see them die because of him.

Snap. He sat on the edge staring down at the living girl.

You really do love this game don't you Izie-kun.

Snap. He got her text and his face contorted into a look of amusement, intrigue and faintly annoyance.

How'd you get my number Nix?

Oh you do remember me! How sweet Izie-kun. Why do you keep avoiding me though~ I want to see you again~

Snap. He didn't like that she didn't answer his question.

I have no time for you; you've become boring to me. Nix's cheeks were red as she wiggled.

Aww you're too cruel. I guess if you are gonna run away I'll just go home.

Please do.

Buh-bye Izie-kun, I'll see you soon~ Kisses~

Snap. He was looking right at her. Her cheeks warmed, picking up her camera her put it in her bag leaving the building. Eventually she made it to the street, skipping along happily. It had been so long since she'd seen him in person. Eventually she made it to her apartment, smiling. It was small but cozy, cheap but it didn't look it. She walked to a separate room, opening the door she flipped on the light. Pictures lined the walls. Pictures of him.

"Izie-kun~" She sang wrapping her arms around herself her cheeks warm. "You say you love humans, but why won't you accept the love of another human~" She cooed, moving and sitting at her computer. The pictures had all been taken stealthily, by others mostly, him in the streets, him being chased. A few times him with a girl that jumped, but those were rarer on her wall. She didn't often get a chance to photograph him herself. She sighed contently scrolling through and picking some to print.

Since the day he sent her over the edge she'd been obsessed. Obsessed with the man who loved to break the humans he so loved.