I couldn't believe my eyes! This was totally not happening right now!
After Izaya and i finished our sundaes at the café, Izaya and I left and went down an alleyway. His transporter had arrived.
I stood there gapping as Izaya and the transporter 'talked'. 'Talked', because the transporter was none other than the legendary headless rider of Ikebukuro! 'She' was communicating by typing into her little pda. This was too cool!
"Chie-chan, don't be rude come here." Izaya motioned for me to step up closer. I obeyed, mouth open. Izaya slipped his arm around my waist. I was too distracted to complain. "H-hello! Nice to meet you!" I stuttered and then bowed politely.
When I looked up again the rider seemed to be looking at Izaya. "Heh. Don't look at me like that. She's my new understudy!" Izaya said waving a hand in front of his face. Pulled me closer to him, "but maybe later." He whispered loudly into my ear. Just when I was about to protest the rider grabbed my arm and pulled me away from Izaya. She rapidly typed something into her pda and shoved it into my face.
'Don't let this pervert make you do anything you don't want too!'
"Uhh…" is all I got out.
Izaya was reading over my shoulder. He began laughing and we both looked at him. "I was just playing. Chie-chan is definitely NOT attractive that way."
I glared at him. What the hell would this freak now about 'attractive'!
"Yea! Well it's not like you're any hot shit either!" I yelled at him.
"Oh please Chie-chan. I know you want me. In fact, everyone knows you want me." He lifted up his arms and motioned to his body.
My face was burning with…embarrassment?...anger?...or was I upset that he called me ugly. I didn't know and I didn't care!
I repeatedly closed and opened my mouth. I was at a loss for any come back. "Sh-shut up!" I finally got out.
Izaya smirked then turned to the rider. "You got Shinra's message, so you know what to do." The rider nodded. She turned to leave but I intercepted her. "Wait. Are you- are you really headless?" I asked.
She typed into her pda then showed me the message. 'Promise not to scream.'
I nodded. Izaya had moved up next to me. The rider slowly lifted up her helmet. A black smoky substance began to pour from it. When the helmet was fully over her 'head' I saw it. I saw nothing. My fear spiked and instinctively I reached out and clutched Izaya's arm. I bite back m scream and silently watched as the rider lowered the helmet.
She turned on her bike and again turned to leave. "W-Wait!" I stopped her for a second time. I was still clutching Izaya's arm. That gave me courage to ask my last question. "What's your name? Mine is Chie Arkanglesh."
I waited as she typed in her pda. 'Celty Sturluson'.
"Nice to meet you Sturluson-san." I said with a wobbly smile.
Celty nodded slowly, looked us over one more time, and then left. Her pick made a sound very similar to the neighing of a horse as she turned a corner and rode off.
"She really had no head…" I mumbled weakly looking over at Izaya.
"She's a Dulahan." Izaya told me.
"Dula-IZAYA!" I screamed his name and quickly tackled him to the floor.
Something big flew overhead and crashed into the building across from us.
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