On Sunday, December 18, 2016, Angelica Cales wrote:

Chapter 8

Kasuka was at his luxurious home siting down on the couch with Yuigadokusonmaru rubbing against his leg. The cat meowed loudly desperate for attention and when he was denied he stuck up his head and walked away, but not before swatting his tail at his owner.

Kasuka was to focused on the phone in his hand too notice the cat or anything else at the moment. Sighing deeply, he finally dialed the number of the person he most cared for. It only took three rings till his call was answered. Immediately he could sense something wrong in his brothers uneasy voice.

"Hello Kasuka"

"Evening Shizuo-sama." He said in his usually calm and reserved way. His brother sounded annoyed and Shizuo was never annoyed with him. "Today some officers came to my apartment. They asked about you and Izaya."

"I'm sorry about that. I hate when my problems trouble you." He sounded senserily apologetic.

"It's fine. Would you mind if I come over-"

"NO…. My apartment has rats. We could meet your place. No that's stupid, you always have people watching your apartment. We could go to the Russian sushi restaurant ."

"Could we meet tomorrow?" The anxiety in Shizuo's tone worried him. His brothers was an angry person but never a nervous person. It was best they met as soon as possible.

"Yea, sure- OW, you little shit. Sorry, I just stubbed my toe"

Kasuka thought he heard rustling and giggling coming through the phone. His brother was growing and whispered something he did not catch.

"Is there someone with you?"

"No, it was just the TV. I need to go. See you tomorrow."

He hung up abruptly.

"I thought he didn't have a television." Kasuka said to himself.

…..

Nimble fingers effortlessly dance along a keyboard producing a fast beat rhythm with each click of the buttons. In the back ground, you can hear the theme song of some random anime and the sound of a pot filled with boiling water.

A door opens letting light fill the room and the owner of those swift fingers pause leaving her song unfinished. The girl straightens her glasses and gives the intruder a toothy smile.

"Hey Kururi."

Her sister places the bags she was holding in the kitchen. Shuffling is heard and minutes later her twin returns.

"Any luck Mairu?" she asked in her honey sweet voice.

Sighing Mairu leaned back on her chair, her arms crossed behind her head. She had been trying for days but her brother's security was impressive. She expected no less from the best informant in the city.

A few days ago they snuck into their brothers home and stole his laptop. Ever since than Mairu had been trying to hack his personal files, with little luck. Izaya's security was just too good even for a professional hacker like her.

"Why don't you let me try sister?"

Putting her hands in the air the youngest sister disappointingly shook her head. "Knock yourself out." She said while moving aside and letting her older sister take her place. "But if I couldn't do I-"

"Got it"

Marius chow dropped open when the laptop computer screen changed to the desk top.

"How did you do that? What program did you use?"

"I just guessed the password. It was ootoro."

Marius joyfully hugged her sister. "You are a genus Kururi."

Switching spots with her sister again the youngest twin flew threw dozens of files and records. Her eyes crossing all around the screen.

"There's a lot of juicy stuff on this but for now let's just check his bank records. Maybe he bought a ticket to Mexico or something."

After a short time of searching she found out that in the month Izaya had been missing the only activity on his credit car was a few payments made to an off shore account. Though hacking into the foreign account was a piece of cake compared to her brothers well armed account, Marius was unable to find the identity of the owner. But she did find that ten percent of each payment was deposited in two separate accounts during the same day the original payment was made. These two accounts had practically no security and in seconds she had the owners names and their whole profiles.

"I got two names. One is a Miss. Kitsuna, age 31, married and lives in Shoten. That's three cities over. The other is a Mis. Gina, she's 24, single and lives in Ikebukuro. I think we should pay her a little visit."

"She dose make the easiest target."Kururi agreed.