Hi~!) I'm sorry for the late update but I'm working on it! Also, for those who read the amazing story "Lithium" I've asked Forsythia Sky permission if I can make a fanart on her story, and *smiles* she let me! Anyways, thank you for keeping up with me and a special thank you for the reviewers!:

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Warning: A bit of swearing XP
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Shizuo's P.O.V

We're getting closer, the twins told me.

'Finally…' Is what the Dark Passenger muses in reply, it, or rather, he, sounds relieved. So am I. I can't deny that I've been dying to know where the flea was all the time he's been missing. He's been on my mind all this time, pushing away all other thoughts. I know why the Dark Passenger is so happy; he's been craving Izaya all this time, since we first met in Raira Academy.

"Shizu-Shizu! Hurry!" Kururi yells back at me, and I notice that I had significantly enlarged the distance between us, my pace slowing down to walking.

I blink at them- once-twice, then briefly nod and start running.

Those Orihara's sure are fast! They got that Izaya trait to them, just look a bit different.

They have slightly tan skin, while the flea is creamy pale.

Izaya's eyes are glowing, bloody jewels, encircled by thick, long ebony lashes. The twins have chocolate brown eyes and their lashes aren't that long.

The louses hair is raven, silky hair, unlike his sisters who have their hair the same colour their eyes are.

Izaya is on my mind 24/7 and the twins are there when they bother my brother and I. That's quite a big difference I wouldn't want to admit.

I almost miss a turn when they go sharp left, hands clenched together as if they had never before been apart, and never will, not that I even doubt that. They are inseparable.

They stop their run and Mairu points forward. The street forward is dark, lightless, slightly wet with puddles, it ends on a cross road, where cars speed at and the only thing that say they're there is the red and yellow lights going here and there. Up over the road, stands a tall, probably 10 or 15 story, high-tech, glass wall apartment building.

"Iza-nii…" mumbles Kururi as in to tell me that the Flea lives here. Yet somehow, I already knew that.

"We might as well ask you to-" I cut Mairu of by silencing her with a finger.

"I'll go by myself." I state, ignoring the Dark passenger Chuckling.

"Floor?"

"13."

"Thank you."

"No, we're suppose to say that!" Mairu looks like I just stole her candy.

"Thanks!" she states and Kururi nods.

"Welcome." And with that I set off into a sprint, all the while his name swirls in my mind in frenzy.

'Izaya, Izaya, Izaya, Izaya, Izaya, Izaya, Izaya, Izaya, Izaya…' chanted the Dark Passenger and all I could think of was him. There was no backing off anymore, I couldn't turn away and run, join the boredom of my daily life, not for Izaya, not for me. I would welcome whatever there was on the 13th floor, I would close my eyes on everything the flea has done to me before, I will see, with an open heart.

Just you wait, 'Izaya…' both, the Dark Passenger and I said in unison.

I crossed the road, ignoring the angry beeps of cars when I almost crashed into them. I noticed the car, standing in front of the entrance, a black, shiny Mercedes. Two tall idiots standing by, they were too busy talking to each other and watching the fancy car so they didn't notice me. But why would I care if they did or not? They were just waiting for someone who lives in this house, right?

As I entered, I briskly walked towards the stairs, couldn't wait for an elevator. The receptionist eyed my wearily and hid back behind the tall waiting table. I kept on walking down the corridor, ever so impatient. My eyes unconsciously slid on to two bodyguards, identical to the others outside. They were waiting for someone to get down from the elevator. And as I said, the door clicked open and a well dressed, evil looking man walked out. Bodyguards with walkie-talkies in hand spoke.

"We're leaving princesses house, run the car." And with that, the evil guy let out a small chuckle, and they began to the exit.

My face twitched at the whole weird way that little scene there felt. I had no idea who 'Princess' was but whatever, I mentally slapped myself and run up stairs.

'13 flights, 12 flights, 11 flights, 10 flights, 9 flights, 8 flights, 7 flights, 6 flights, 5 flights, 4 flights, 3 flights, 2 flights, 1 flight… here we are!' exclaimed the Dark Passenger impatiently. I ran down the hallway, noticing that there were only two doors, meaning the flea had the money to by half a floor, impressive.

I decided to take a chance and knock on the door.

Knock.

Knock.

Bam.

Bam.

I started banging on the door aggressively until a woman opened.

"What?" she said, rubbing her eye from sleep, oops, forgot it was quite late at night. "I- um… well, does Orihara Izaya live on this floor?" I questioned shyly.

The woman's features tensed evidently as her brows knit together.

"Another one! Fuck, I thought you guys had enough! Leave him alone! I'm calling the police on you! What did he do? How did he deserve this? You fucking brat! I scum! I hope you all fucking die!" I woman yelled. I was per say, very surprised. This wasn't what I expected in the least. "What guys?" I asked bluntly.

The woman looked confused and then relaxed a bit. "Oh, wait, so you didn't come here to- oh! I'm so very sorry! I didn't mean to scream at you! You are his friend, right? Um, yes, he does live here, down the hall!" The woman smiled for a second and then her face fell, I was about to leave but she grabbed my wrist. "I hope you are a good friend… please help him! Save him, he needs help, I live right next to him and nearly each night, I can hear it all! He sends his sisters to me whenever they would come, and that is good that he cares for them, but there is nobody to care for him! He is a bastard at times but that's only a mask, believe me, I know! Please, I beg you! Save him!" the woman mumbles and then lets go. I stand there for a moment, stunned, taking in everything she said. The Dark Passenger only whistles at her outburst. Then I snap back to reality and nod, starting to walk again, I slowly make my way to the door down the hall, the last thing I can hear before she closes the door is her quite mumble. "God bless you…" but God is out tonight.

I hope you liked it:D

Izaya: Where am I? ):O

Psychedelic: Where you're suppose to be XP

Mairu & Kururi: You left us outside to freeze, get kidnapped, run over by a car and what? :\

Shizuo: I... well...

Izaya: You left my sister ALONE OUTSIDE? *faints*

Psychedelic: No worries, they'll be fine! And Shizu-chan just needed to get some privacy when he gets to Izaya!

Orihara's: Oooh... privacy... :D

Shizuo: *vending machine in hand, stares at me* I need WHAT?

Psychedelic: Anger management!

Izaya: lol! well, R&R or I will die in the end of this story! TT_TT

Authors Note: It's true, Izaya might die in the end of this story! But if you DO review, I'll get him a real good doctor and he'll be just fine :D