Hello! I finished chapter 8! This one is sort of wth is happening but things are getting pretty intense and good (I hope) Will Cecile and Shizuo realize? Stay tuned to find out! I sound like a t.v intermission ; v ;;

Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara! Though I wished I did. I only own my oc Cecile.

I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. I stared, my eyes wide open; Not sure what to think. The bartender took off his shades and grinned at Izaya in an evil sort of way. "IZAAAYA-KUN. What's this? You actually got a girlfriend? Is she from 'bukuro? Didn't I tell you to STAY OUT OF 'BUKURO?"

Izaya laughed and collected himself, "Incorrect, Shizzy-chan. The term would be, "citizen, and she is most definetly not a girlfriend. But a roommate."

I stared at Izaya,feeling like that was one of the many jokes that was rarely funny, "Shizzy-chan? What kind of nickname is that?" I covered my mouth, realizing I could speak now. Izaya laughed, "Of course. It's his nickname. Glad to see the cat let go of your tongue." I ignored Izaya's silly joke, and found myself walking forward to try and get a closer look.

The bartender gave me a strange look, "Heh? What's Izaya's girlfriend doing staring at me?" I tilted my head, pretending as if looking another angle would give me the answers to who this man was.
"Who are you?" He stared at me, and I stared back. All I could do was stare at him. I didn't want to say who I was.

I was afraid of who I was. "Cecile." He stared at me for a while and then walked around me, "Izaya, I'm gonna beat your ass outta 'bukuro." I was wondering why the bartender man threw a vending machine at Izaya; or how.

Actually, I also wondered why he ignored me. "Izaya, why did this bartender ignore me?"

Izaya laughed, "He doesn't concern himself for anything. He probably doesn't have a thing for the ladies." Izaya was teasing him. Just then I watched the bartender as he ripped out a stop sign out of the pavement. I felt my feet moving on their own, this time I was running. I was running to Izaya. What was I going to do? Only my body knew; My head was seperated. I stood in front of Izaya as the Bartender was coming close with the stop sign. I shut my eyes tightly and held my arms out shielding Izaya. Time stopped at that exact second. I opened my eyes, to find the stop sign in front of my face. The bartender had stopped.

"Who are you?" I whispered.