Happy New Year, everyone! Let everyone have a fortunate year!
A new year is a new beginning and a start over for everyone while January is the nostalgia month, with February will be where the action starts as well as many romances. AKA I'm rambling.
Though the best thing about New Year's Day is that everyone in the whole wide world celebrates it and no one criticizes it. There's no one left out, all can celebrate. Plus the fireworks are nice. :D
Chapter 4: Information
"Information is not knowledge."
–Albert Einstein
"It is a very sad thing that nowadays there is so little useless information."
–Oscar Wilde
If Sherlock could use very detailed information, something seen insignificant, then it must pretty obvious.
Durarara!
Izaya couldn't help but giggle as he begins texting and giving information to certain gangs. There is already one gang that was ready to try and beat dear Shizu-chan up but really, he's a monster and plainly, literally sends them out in the air like the monster he is.
But as much as Izaya would like to send in another gang to fly in the sky, he had serious business to do than just plain having fun. Simply, he is hacking information in a certain airport. A group of Italian mafia men were going on a private jet, carrying a certain amount of drugs and weapons that are highly valuable. However, professional hackers can't fully hack their information. Izaya has to say that he's impressed with these humans, there's limited information and they keep plenty of security and passwords as well as a maze for there's dead ends and start right at the beginning. It turns out they have kept their primary information in a certain place, perhaps even a certain cellphone.
Hmm, perhaps it's one of the men whose cellphone he has to hack… But that couldn't be. For such smart human beings, they wouldn't let one of them keep the information. In a more logic way, they would give it to someone, someone they could trust. But exactly who?
Well, it is simple that it must be a trusting person who must be not out in the open and simply won't die easily. Perhaps, someone who is not well-known so they can easily get the person in without any spy or assassins… They might even look positively normal just so they won't look suspicious or perhaps they would look foreign but act like a tourist…
Wait…
There is someone here that's very suspicious… Very suspicious indeed since the person is going on a private jet on his own and has booked into the most expensive hotel in Ikebukuro… This is very suspicious indeed. Izaya knows the rich men in and around Ikebukuro and this man is completely new.
Izaya Orihara can't help but get deeper and deeper and…
Kiku Honda…
Age… Unknown…
Blood Type… Unknown…
Birth Date… Unknown…
He looks like typical, professional, and pretty much normal-looking Japanese. Why, this human looks completely harmless. However, Izaya has his experiences with people like that and looks don't matter how dangerous and important they could be. And this Kiku Honda has been traveling a lot and has somehow kept a successful low profile.
Hmm…Perhaps back to his darling computers, he could get more information on Kiku Honda. Who knows, perhaps Kiku will cause another unforgettable event in Ikebukuro…
This could be fun…
"In other recent news, people around the district, Ikebukuro, has been getting sicker. The common symptoms are headaches, nausea, and lightheadedness. Doctors are trying to find the cause of sickness currently and will repeat–" Click!
"In other news, people around Ikebukuro have been catching sickness–" Click!
"In recent news, people in Ikebukuro–" Click!
"As people know about the sickness going on in Ikebukuro, there has been less crime going on and–" Click!
"We hope Ikebukuro is soon feeling well though strangely crime rates have been decreasing about–" Click!
"Shinjuku has been economically increasing as–" Click!
"And that's the end of the news." …Click!
Shinra sighs and throws the remote to the end of the couch. Man, there has been that stupid sickness that's been going on and even Shinra can't find the cause of it. Shinra looked for any sign of virus or bacteria and nothing. Any change in the human body is nothing. And there's absolutely nothing in the bloodstream! He couldn't find anything wrong! Sure, Shinra likes the unknown but…
As a doctor, Shinra should easily find out what's wrong and care. As these common symptoms are harmless compared to others there's enough to be very noticeable. Noticeable to be the big news in TV, this strange sickness is causing a bit of an uproar. He just hopes it won't harm his darling and lovely Celty…
And that's not the only thing that's suspicious that's been going on in Ikebukuro… There are also the crime rates…
Perhaps the police had been doing better or incredibly far worse if the crime rates in Ikebukuro are actually decreasing. With Izaya around, there's no way the rates would decrease. Unless of two things…
One is that Izaya is planning something again that will cause chaos throughout the district…
Or that Shizuo finally killed Izaya with possibly a truck… Shinra hasn't heard Izaya for a while…
And when Shinra thinks about it, his beautiful Celty has been actin a bit weird…
What exactly is this illness? How serious is this illness? And most important, how much impact will this illness have on Ikebukuro?
Hopefully it won't hurt his beautiful and lovely Celty. She is strong with kiss-punches that she delivers only to him but… A mysterious illness going on with no change in the body is going on only in Ikebukuro… That's very dangerous and suspicious…
Shinra hasn't shown Celty a new alien-horror movie for quite some time, making the xenophobia out of the question. He didn't say anything out of the ordinary, just his usual professions of love to his wonderful Celty. Izaya doesn't seem to give any difficult job as far as he knows. Then what is causing Celty to behave weirdly?
Oh! Shinra can't think! There's the sickness that seems incredibly harmless while somehow being highly contagious and incurable and then there's his Celty! Celty has always been his primary thing in both his heart and mind! But the sickness is affecting his place of being a doctor!
Perhaps Shinra could always watch television, skipping the news of course, and let him relax as though there was nothing going on and Izaya is just doing a little scheme that won't bother him at all.
Click! Click! Click!
"Pocky! Pocky! Pocky! Pocky! So good~! Pocky! Pocky!"
Huh… The Pocky Company made a new commercial… It would be cuter if Celty was in it…
Hetalia
[Remus] logs in, [VinoAka] logs in, and [BaccanoMedusa] logs in
Remus: So I'm fucking in and have the shitty delivery.
VinoAka: Okay, I'm at Ikebukuro right now. I am reading some manga called Black Butler though. I'm confused on the relationship and trust of the two characters.
BaccanoMedusa: Do not worry Rosso, for we'll have the candy delivered to you.
Remus: Yeah, we're been doing this shit for so long, we might as well fucking shout it.
Remus: Seriously, we are going against a couple piles of shits that are named after a fucking American currency.
Remus: Practically fucking invisible if you tell me!
VinoAka: Remus, stop!
VinoAka: Even though this conversation is set in private, the informant might find out.
BaccanoMedusa: Rosso, are you questioning Remus?
VinoAka: No but he keeps having his mouth open.
Remus: Perhaps I fucking want to!
Remus: Seriously! All we are doing transferring a shitty phone just to trade for money! That's fucking it!
VinoAka: Will you stop!
Remus: Fuck no!
VinoAka: Fine!
VinoAka: With this much carelessness, the deal's off!
Remus: Fucking fine with me!
BaccanoMedusa: Rosso, don't.
[VinoAka] logs off
"So, it good enough? Or do I have to do something shitty again or what?"
"You did well, Romano. The informant will be suspicious of the chat but she won't be fooled with the deal breaking off. We have too much evidence for it to be false."
"Yeah, now I have to carry two shitty phones with suspicions of wannabe gangs after my ass. Seriously, who the fuck would believe a shitty cellphone that can't even go to the fucking internet could be so fucking valuable."
"That is the thing, Romano. Cellphones are quite the useful weapon in Ikebukuro, great with communication and open information and in Ikebukuro, it is a great way to cause and contain chaos. These weapons are especially used by the invisible gang known as the Dollars."
Romano can't help but scoff. He actually knew about the Dollars personally, he had seen a member or two in a mission when he had to take a train then walk a couple of fucking long miles because he had to be sure to not be under the eyes of "the informant". But the member that Romano discovered was a high school student. There's also the possible member of that attractive babe in the lab-coat but Romano had to leave due to a phone call from a rather frustrated member that's been waiting and hiding for an hour with no one helping him with a weak yet territorial group that Romano easily beat up unconscious.
He didn't know what the fuck happened but he did see a motorcyclist with her arms off and staring straight up in the sky while wearing some weird yellow helmet that fits her.
He then left Japan's land, especially Ikebukuro, with what seemed to be no trouble at all.
"Are you sure as hell that just because they're "invisible" doesn't mean that they might not be damn dangerous at all?" Romano asks in the phone.
"Trust me Romano, I would know. Don't let image affect your mission now. Oh, good luck with finding this… personification. Ciao."
"Yeah, ciao…" Click!
Romano can't help but sigh. He is going into a private plane with other personifications that annoy the fucking shit out of him. He could use the public transportation but he fucking refuses to have to handle annoying crying ass brats and give suspicions of an Italian man going to a certain area where supposedly the crime rates are high.
Perhaps Romano could text in secret with the other members of… okay, Romano forgot the damn name but he knows it's a group of Italian-Japanese that want in on the Mafia. They had shown their worthiness by finding out that Romano isn't exactly human through computers and having solid proof by shooting a bullet through his head. They have the damn balls and brains to be partners with the Mafia.
"Lovi~? Is there something wrong? Boss is getting worried, you're been looking at your phone for some time…" Fuck! "Oh! …Aw~, you're so cute, Lovi~. Don't worry, boss will protect you!"
Romano can't help but blush. Of course, that stupid tomato bastard would on the phone with him…
"Ohohohohon~! Get some love, mon ami!"
"Yeah! The awesome me commands you, too!"
…And of course, the rest of the Bad Annoying Bastards are going to the plane with him…
Since the original potato bastard is back at his idiotic home where it stenches of beer and potatoes, there was no such thing as "order" is going to happen inside the plane… Perhaps Romano should drink himself unconscious since he rather have a splitting headache in the end than the whole fucking time when the plane is flying with these idiots on board…
"Ve, Romano? Romano? Ro–"
"What the fuck do you want, Feli?"
And then there's his brother, the type of dog that will annoy the fuck out of him during the time in the plane, who is way too cheery for his own damn good and too needy and too happy to be any help except for cooking and drawing.
"Ve, can I use your phone? I want to talk to Luddy! It's been so long since I talk to him!"
But before Lovino could shout at his brother his refusal, filled with much profanity as much as he can, he gets interrupted by the damn co-pilot.
"Nations, please take your seats as the plane will be soon taking off."
Romano pouts as he puts his seatbelt on and tries to ignore the pleading, whining brother with the group of the most annoying three annoying the fuck out of him.
He is so going to get drunk once he's allowed…
Japan can't help but have his very private jet…
He isn't exactly a people-person and he also needs some peace and quiet to do more research on Ikebukuro to find out about suspicious people that could be the personification. All he researched is normal criminals, nothing special about them. He needs a man who is… far than normal. Usually, a personification has a record that's way too conspicuous, especially with Spain, Prussia, France, Romano, and many others.
Like for an example, England was intoxicated that one time and stole a great deal amount of money while dressed up as a pirate with angel wings. Luckily, due to the government, he got out without any year of staying in prison or paying any extra money from his wallet.
But for a new personification… perhaps he should look for something less destructive…
Ring!
Oh, that must be China.
Click!
"Hello 小弟, so how are you? Getting ready, aru?"
"はい, I am just doing some research for our likely suspects."
"Suspects, aru?"
"はい, I'm looking at criminal records and… I think I need a hamburger with jalapenos…"
"Aiyah… It looks like the symptoms haven't stopped yet. But 小弟, you shouldn't be looking at criminal records. They are no use, aru."
Japan raises his eyebrow. "Why is that?"
"Somehow a personification, especially a developing one, doesn't have records. Sure, we have a few interesting reports that go out but it somehow never goes public and in a way, it easily forgotten, aru."
"本当に?"
"是的. Personifications, including you and me and everyone else, have this ability to be noticed but not too noticeable that people begin to discover what we are."
"And how do you exactly know this?"
"It's because I'm the eldest, aru."
Japan can't help but roll his eyes. Being raised by him, Japan knows that China has his proud smile on him every time he says that. But luckily, Japan presses cancel on the criminal records search and uses Google on Ikebukuro. Since he can't find the personification by records, he should research what he is like, what Ikebukuro is like.
Just like any personification, they must be like what their land generally is.
Ikebukuro is just a district, something too small to be a nation. But then again, there is Liechtenstein. But there are some noticeable features in the district… it can actually stand out as independent.
"Oh, and Japan," Japan soon perks up and listens. "Be careful, aru."
Perhaps it is his pregnancy symptoms as Japan just rolls his eyes and openly smiles. And even though Japan had his independence and everything, the former "big brother" always worry about him.
"大丈夫, I will."
"Good! Call me when you land and –Aiyah! 沒錯！I'm going to work! You don't have to yell! Well, 再見 Japan! 祝你好運!"
Click!
…Huh… Japan looks at his phone and tilts his head. Could this be possibly why China couldn't come? Then again, Germany has work too. Japan can't be selfish of what the other personifications have to do in order to help themselves and their lands.
And really, what could possibly be so dangerous in Ikebukuro that a group of nation personifications can't handle? Monsters?
Durarara!
Celty can't help but tilt her head and look at the customer in front of her.
Here is a tanned Japanese, with bangs dyed in red and wearing really weird clothing that isn't seen in Ikebukuro at all, is smiling in front of her with a suitcase that's strangely taped all over. He had dark amber eyes that seem to glow and flicker with the lights that shine in the night at Ikebukuro.
"Cavaliere Nero, sí?" He questions. "You will bring the valigia to the area, sí?"
Celty has her head tilted as she stares at this customer. Perhaps, he is a foreigner. Even though he seems to understand and speak Japanese quite well, he has a rather weird accent on him and keeps adding non-Japanese words in his sentences. He looks rather young yet he smiled when she arrived as if he was excited. Then again, he's outside of Ikebukuro, of Japan, so he must have seen other monsters in his life.
So she can texts out what she wants to say and shows him to read.
'Yes, I will bring the package to its destination.'
The customer beams and smiles wider. But then, he looks at his watch and slightly frowns.
"Oh no, I can't bring the valigia just yet! It is too presto!" But then he looks up to Celty. "Could I talk to you till time comes? I rather not stand around and sprecare time, it's not my maniera. Anche, I am curious of the Cavaliere Nero."
Celty nods. 'Alright, what do you want to know?'
"Is it vero that you have no head but you have a heart?"
Celty can't help but look at the strange, foreign man. The head question is quite common but the heart one isn't. Usually she would use action as her answer, lifting her helmet for the curious to see and be surprised or horrified to see that it is indeed true. But how could she show her heart exactly?
But it seems she doesn't have to answer as the man chuckles.
"Do not preoccuparsi, Cavaliere Nero. How could you rivelare something that is inside? It is as if you ask a mostro to rip its own self open to reveal what does not esistere. It is like this district, Ikebukuro, is a monster itself with no real heart, non ancora però."
Soon, Celty texts out, 'What do you mean?'
"Well, in a way, Ikebukuro is a monster. Ikebukuro is a mostro that cannot be tamed, something that frightens its prey to either submission or modalità di attacco. It is an imbalanced creature of imperfection. But when it has a heart…" The foreigner soon chuckles. "It becomes very prevedibile."
The foreigner then checks his watch again. "Huh, there is more time. So, Cavaliere Nero, who do you like to be immortal?"
Celty can't help but tense a bit. Could she say the truth and actually trust this foreigner or simply lie? In a way, she does want Shinra to be immortal in order to be together forever but… she doesn't want danger to come at him. And due to past experience, she can't simply judge a person and their power and authority by their appearance. So she types out a rather safe question.
'Why do you want to know?'
Instead of an evil-like or mischievous smirk, the customer beams as if he was a kid meeting his hero in real life. He looks incredibly excited and hugs the suitcase.
"I always vagare and desiderare what it would be like if we give this someone to rappresentare."
But before Celty could type a question, she soon hears and sees incoming traffic officers. She tenses as she sees they are coming to her direction.
"Oh? You are impaurito of them? Okay," the foreign customer soon hands out the suitcase. "Here is the valigia, tell him or her that it is from Rovino, sí?"
Instead of actually answering, Celty just grabs the bag and swiftly goes to her motorcycle to escape the officers. She did not notice the foreigner is smirking as he watches the rider and officers go and disappear. She did not hear the incoming call from the foreigner's pocket. And nor did she notice the foreigner taking out another cellphone, revealing something valuable indeed. And she definitely didn't hear him speak Italian to a very vital person.
"Hello darling, your package will be soon delivered …Oh yes, I met the rider. … Oh don't worry, I didn't tell anything. I just hinted a few things here and there. Okay! I won't do it again! I promise! …Yes, I promise." Soon the foreigner smiles warmly. "Thank you, I'll be in Shinjuku. I'll be in Shinjuku. I'll be waiting for you, love. …Oh! And please tell Rosso that I've done my work. He was such a spaz in the chat! …Alright… Good-bye."
Click!
The foreigner can't help but chuckle. Everything is looking good and almost going well as planned.
Hopefully, this would distract the one known as Izaya Orihara from knowing long enough. Perhaps he can celebrate with some sushi with that giant man is in front of. He always did want to try something new.
Hopefully, the one known as Romano will get here soon.
Click!
[VinoAka] logs in
[VinoAka]: Make sure the phone is safe, Remus.
[VinoAka] logs off
Hmm, that should be enough revealing evidence for the infamous informant.
Beep!
Hmm?
[Remus] logs in
[Remus]: È meglio cazzo credi.
[Remus] goes idle
The foreigner soon chuckles. Oh yes, this is going to be wonderful for them.
So much fun indeed…
Again, happy new year –even though it's late… In a way, we are still celebrating it. :)
Translations:
Chinese: *小弟 –little brother
*是的 –yes
*沒錯！–Yes!
*祝你好運 –Good luck
Japanese:*はい –yes
*本当に –really
*大丈夫 –alright
Italian: * Cavaliere Nero –Black Rider
*valigia –suitcase
*presto –soon
*sprecare –waste
*maniera –style
*Anche –Also
*vero –true
*preoccuparsi –worry
*rivelare –reveal
*mostro –monster
*esistere –exist
*non ancora però –not yet though
*modalità di attacco –attack mode
*prevedibile –predictable
*vagare –wander
*desiderare –want
*rappresentare –represent
*impaurito –afraid
*È meglio cazzo credi –You better fucking believe it
Man, that's a lot of Italian…
And thus, the search begins! ...After the exhausting plane ride of course...