As soon as I sat down behind her, she got up and left. I couldn't ignore the pain in my chest as she left, not flashing me that irresistible smile she used to give me. She didn't even look at me. I should have known it was going to happen since she told me to get out of Ikebukuro. But, the look of surprise on her face, left something to be desired. I thought she'd have that smile on her face of a pleasant surprise, but it wasn't. It was like she had saw someone dead come back to life.

I let out a sigh and bowed my head as she left.

"Mikado, so what's been up with Kai?"

Mikado looked to his feet as he thought for a moment, Anri at his side as we walked back to his apartment after school. The way she had left not only left with a sour note, but made me think about her for the entire day. Just as bad as when we dated.

"She's...changed a little. We could tell she wanted to just get over everything, but something wouldn't let her."

I bowed my head, feeling my bag hit my ass as we walked.

"She's not apart of the Red Bandits. She couldn't tell you what they were up to if she tried, which is probably a good thing. But..."

"She seein' anyone?" I asked before Mikado could go on.

Both Mikado and Anri bowed their heads with their cheeks painting red.

"Kai's seeing someone, but you don't want to know who."

I sighed, as long as it wasn't Izaya, I'd be alright.

"Why not?"

Anri just shook her head. "You just don't, Masaomi."

But I did. I wanted to win her back so bad. No one seemed to understand that. She was one of the main reasons why I had come back to Ikebukuro was because the pictures I had of her weren't enough.

"I am surprised, Masaomi," Mikado said. I looked up to him, wondering what was on his mind. "You aren't trying to pick up any girls."

"Girls?" I scoffed with a defiant tone. "You should know I go after women now."

"What's the different?"

"Girls aren't our age or older."

Mikado looked surprised, his face turning pink. "That's the only difference?" He sounded so shocked. It made Anri giggle beside him.

"For the most part." I closed my eyes as I walked, thinking of one woman I wanted, and all I saw today was the back of her head and a glimpse of her face.