Shall we set things in motion?

-M-

Mikado took a deep breath as he looked up at the familiar building with a nervous expression, it had taken him a week visit the apartment that once belonged to his lover. He had come before but chickened out but now the teen was confident enough to knock on the door, ask some questions and find out if he could get what he needed for his revenge. He entered the building and the guard at the door smiled at the teen who nodded back.

He entered the elevator and pressed the button, he rocked back and forth on his heels as he tried to calm his thumping heart.

What if Izaya's stuff had been destroyed? Maybe whoever brought the apartment had thrown everything away having no idea how valuable everything was. How much people would pay for such information?

The elevator chimed as it reached the top floor and Mikado took a deep breath and steadied himself. He walked down the hall until he met with Izaya's door, without hesitating he rang the bell, from behind the door he heard the intercom buzz.

There was a moment of silence before a woman's voice came through the speaker.

"Hello? Who are you?"

"Hi there, I'm Tanaka Taro and I was wondering if I can ask you a question." He asked with a fake smile,

"Question? What kind of question?" The woman responded defensively but Mikado only smiled cheerfully.

"It's nothing serious! I was just wondering if you brought this apartment. See, I left something very important with the previous owner and I was wondering if his stuff was still here or it got thrown out." Mikado said cheerfully touching his cheek with his finger.

"Well, I'm just staying here... I think the previous owners stuff is here...but I don't know if I should let you in I mean, this isn't my house." The woman now sounded nervous and unsure.

"I'm sure its okay, I was very close with previous owner. I will only be a minute." He used his best innocent tone and held back a smirk as the door unlocked with a electronic click.

He smiled at the small flashy looking blond woman in front of him. "Thank you so much!" He gave a curt bow and she stepped aside to let him inside. Mikado blue eyes looked around the familiar apartment.

His throat closing up and his eyes burning as he saw not much had changed, Izaya's books still littered the many bookshelves, his furniture filled the spacious room. Mikado took note his computer and laptop was missing from the desk replaced by another computer and various papers Mikado didn't recognize.

"Um, did you move his stuff?" Mikado asked quietly, the woman's brown eyes glanced over him before she shook her head.

"I think he moved it into the spare room." she said, Mikado found himself wondering who 'he' was but only smiled.

"Oh I see. Do you mind?" Mikado asked looking up the stairs and the woman nodded. Mikado took a deep breath before he headed up the stairs. His eyes peered into the master bedroom as he passed it, their was clear proof that others had been sleeping in the bed. The bed Izaya and him had shared often, where Izaya first held him, where Izaya comforted him and loved him.

Clenching his fist he continued to the closed door of the second bedroom which was more of a store room than anything else. He opened the door and closed it behind him. His eyes widened as he took in the state of the room.

It was like someone had just thrown everything Izaya owned in this room without a care in the world. Mikado gritted his teeth as he walked through the room, it was full of bookshelves filled with books, a desk and a couch. It was a storage and a library and there was a lot of things hidden here, things Mikado needed.

Pushing down the emotions threatening to overflow at the sight of his lover's belongings discarded in one room while someone lived in the space that belonged to him. Mikado rolled his shoulders and pulled a screwdriver out of his jacket and made his way over to the computer and laptop that had been dumped on the desk, he needed those hard drives.

As quickly as the teen could he took out the hard drive of the desktop computer before deciding to take the laptop as a whole. he hid the hard drive in the inner pocket of his jacket. He then moved to the bookshelf on the far wall and reached on his toes for a thick book with a black cover. It was unnaturally light and Mikado opened it with a smile.

Laying inside was a black handgun, Mikado smiled happily and grabbed the gun from its hiding place. It felt sturdy and heavy in his hand. He checked the magazine to see it almost full, two bullets were missing. He made sure the safety was on and added it to the jackets pocket.

Mikado then dug through the the pile of clothes his eyes tearing up as they smelt just like Izaya. He found the small amount of belongings he had left at Izaya's when they were together. It was an arm full which covered the laptop completely, during his search he found Izaya's portable hard drive and then added a few of Izaya's black shirts and hid them in the pile of his own stuff.

He then went down stairs after making sure Izaya's computers didn't look like they had been tampered with and his eyes were free of all tears before returning downstairs. The woman was sitting on the couch reading a fashion magazine. She looked up when she heard Mikado's footsteps.

"Sorry I took so long, it was quite a mess in there." Mikado said, "I know its rude of me to ask but you wouldn't have a shopping bag or something I could carry this in? I need to catch the train." The woman disappeared and came back with a canvas shopping bag.

Mikado thanked her and shoved the the clothes and concealed laptop in the bag. He bowed at the girl and then looked up, "Oh, of you're unsure on what yo do with Izaya-san's stuff, I will give you my e-mail. Contact me and I will come and get it." He wrote down a email he had created the day before on the paper the woman gave to him.

"Um, if you don't mind me asking. How did you know the previous tenant?" She asked him as he slipped in his shoes at the entrance and Mikado smiled at her,

"He was my boyfriend." He said with a smile, "Try not to think about it when you sleep in that bed." He added, an edge to his voice and as she stood there shocked Mikado left the apartment.

He prayed he would make it home safely with the precious cargo. He stopped to buy a duffel bag from the nearest store and shoved the overflowing shopping bag into it while bring mindful of the laptop and portable hard drive.

Soon he was back in Ikebukuro and walking as quickly as he could back to the safety of his apartment. As he did he wondered who the hell that blonde woman was, why she was in Izaya's apartment and why the HELL had all his belongings been shoved into the spare room so hazardously.

Did Izaya really put that his apartment and belongings were to be given to some blonde bimbo? He highly doubted it, the information Izaya had was worth millions. Not only the hard drives but all the paper files too. Plus the older man had mentioned he had a safe, so who knows what was in that.

Who was that woman? Was she the one Izaya had trusted to destroy his stuff? No, it didn't look like she knew anything. Then who? Who had access to Izaya's apartment like that?

As Mikado climbed the stairs to his apartment it dawned on him that the only person who had access to Izaya's apartment now was his lawyer. Mikado unlocked his door with a bitter expression. Was that blonde woman staying at the apartment on the lawyer's account?

Mikado gritted his teeth, Izaya had been so good at reading people, had he really chose such a crooked lawyer? The teen shook his head and he locked the door behind him and sat in front of his computer, as much as someone living in Izaya's apartment angered him. He had other things to worry about.

Things like planning his revenge.