I don't own Drrr! Blah blah blah...

Tsuki's POV

"W-What? Me and... Izaya...? Yeah right!"

"Yeah right my ass! You were hypnotized, Tsuki!"

"That doesn't mean that I like him! I was just making sure Shizuo was okay!"

"Bull. Crap."

"Shut up, Reiko."

Shizuo's POV

I let that damn flea get away again. I hate him! My shirt was ruined and I had a scratch on my arm the size of Florida! And I wasn't sure where Reiko and Tsuki ran off to. Damn. That was not how I wanted lunch to end. I was dialing Shinra and walking to his place when I stepped on something.

"Huh?"

"I said hello, Shizuo!" Shinra said on the other line. I didn't know he answered.

"Oh. Sorry, I wasn't talking to you. I just ... found something." I said, picking up whatever it was that was under my foot. It was hot pink, and kinda sparkly. Opening it, I found that it was Reiko's wallet. Woah. 5,000 yen in here. I thought, quickly closing the wallet. Why would she carry so much with her in a place like this?

"Well what do you need?" Shinra asked, breaking my train of thought and bringing my attention back to my bleeding arm.

"I have a gash in my left arm and a ruined shirt! All cause of that damn flea."

"Oh. Well come on over! I'll fix your arm! I can't say I'll have a shirt to fit you though." He giggled.

"Whatever man. I'll be there soon." I hung up and stuffed the wallet and my phone in my back pocket.

Reiko's POV

I stopped teasing my friend about her new crush when I found out that my wallet was missing.

"Holy freaking crap! Tsuki! My wallet's gone! I bet that piece of shit, Izaya, took it!"

"Hang on! I thought you said I liked him!" Tsuki argued.

"Yeah! But just because you like him doesn't mean he's not a piece of crap!"

"I don't like him!"

"Whatever! Let's go look for it!"

We looked at the restaurant we ate at, and even retraced out steps all the way back to this morning. I came running down the steps to our apartment screaming, "Oh my gosh! Tsu! I still can't find it-" But I never got to finish yelling because I tripped.

"Ew. That looks nasty!" Tsuki said, staring at the giant scrape that once was my knee.

"It hurts! I hate stairs!" I said, on the ground. People were starting to stare but it didn't matter.

"I know a guy."

"Oh no."

"No! Really! He'll fix your knee in like 5 minutes!" Tsuki already had her cell out.

I was in a cab that smelled like sweaty feet in August even with the windows opened. I couldn't wait to get out of this thing.

"Tsuki! Who is this guy again?" I asked, starting to strongly doubt Tsuki's judgement of other people.

"Oh, I never told you? He's an, uh... an underground doctor-"

"A WHAT? Screw that!" I said, about to open the cab door and take my chances with jumping out of the vehicle.

"Calm down, Reiko-chan! His name's Kishitani Shinra. We met a few years ago. To make a long story short, we both took this short foreign language course in high school. He helped me with Japanese, and I helped him with English. We took quizes for each other and stuff like that." She smiled.

"Aww. That's cute! So how far is he from here? The blood is running down my leg."

"Not too far." She said, putting a comforting arm around me while looking at my knee and wincing at the sight of it. First my wallet and now this.

I hate Mondays.

A/N: REVIEW PLEASE! I hope this wasn't awful. I have writer's block so... yeah. ~XOXO~