A/N- Hi lovely humans~! Do you like the story? Really do you? I haven't gotten any reviews so I can't tell. Please tell me what you think! Love? Hate? Are you okay with my OC, or should I change her a bit? Tell me!

So with that said, let's dive into the second chapter of "Reality"…

*Chapter Start*

Mikomi didn't notice that the truck was about to crush her as she walked. But she did notice that she was now flying up in the sky.

'What?' she looked down to see that indeed, there was a crash going on in the street.

'Did I die? Is that why I'm flying? Am I going to Heaven? Where Mama and Papa are?'

Millions of questions like this swarmed her mind.

Soon, after a few seconds, she stopped mid-air.

'Wait…'

She started to plummet to the Earth.

Panic filled Mikomi's body as she fell. She did the only thing she could do. Scream.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!"

She closed her eyes tight as she heard gasps from below.

'Make it stop. Oh, God please, make it stop!'

And so it did.

But not the way she thought.

She was expecting to be ripped apart from the rough concrete of the street.

Not to be against something warm and feeling a heartbeat that wasn't hers.

"Oi, you okay, kid?" a rough, yet soft (very contradictory for the young girl to hear both in the same voice) voice spoke to her.

'This voice… It can't b-be..'

She opened her eyes slowly, hoping, oh so hoping; it was who she thought it was.

'No way…'

'Papa!'

Ideas were flying though her mind so fast, she just couldn't process what's going on.

Was this really… her… Papa?

This man looked just like him, but there were still differences.

Take the outfit for example; it looked like he was dressed up for some date. (1)

And another was that he was smoking a cigarette, not a pipe.

The biggest, and most noticeable for Mikomi was the eyes.

"Girl? Can you hear me? You okay?" the voice spoke again, shaking her a bit.

The most noticeable was the eyes because, well…

They were brown. Not Blue.

Mikomi finally found her voice. She had to know who this man was.

"Pa-

"SHIZUO!" the ten year old was interrupted but another man. A tall tan man with dark dread locks.

"Ah, Tom-san. Sorry."

Mean while, Mikomi felt her heart drop, just a bit. She knew she had her hopes up way too high.

"My name's Mikomi sir." Both eyes turned to her.

"Oh, well are you okay?"

She nodded.

The other man (now known as Tom) asked, "Where's your parents, Mikomi-san?"

Her back-up plan went into action.

"I-I'm sorry!" she started to whine, (obviously not meaning it) "I-I g-got lost…and wh-while I was looking, I-I didn't n-notice the truck!"

But something was bothering her…

How did the truck get smashed?

She continued her façade as she got pity looks.

"Don't worry, girl. We'll help you."

"Actually, Shizuo, I really have to go. I'd really love to he-

"No, it's fine. I'll take her to her parents. I have a few things to say anyway…" Shizuo also muttered curses under his breath, but Mikomi couldn't get what he was saying.

"Don't take it too far. See ya, tell me what happens."

"Yeah yeah, see ya."

Shizuo walked away from the scene with Mikomi in tow.

"U-uh, sir." Mikomi spoke after a few minutes of awkward silence.

"Call me Shizuo, and what?"

"Oh, Shizuo-san, what happened anyway? How did the truck get that way?"

Shizuo gave her a weird look, as if the answer is obvious.

"I'm Shizuo Heiwajima."

The name seemed familiar, but came up blank.

"I see that… but that does-

"I stopped it, I'm really strong, let's put it that way."

She couldn't believe her ears! A man that strong? And it wasn't her Papa?

Weird…

"O-oh. Okay."

Another few moments of silence, she decided to ask for a favor.

"Umm.."

"Yes?"

"Can you put me down?" she asked, slightly embarrassed at the uncomfortable position.

"Sorry." He put her on his back, as if giving her a piggy-back ride.

Mikomi sweat dropped. This is NOT what she meant, at least she was more comfortable.

"Do you know where your parents might be?" Shizuo asked.

She rattled her head for the restraunt her Mother and Father go to.

"Maybe the bus stop in front of Velvet? That's where we were going to have dinner tonight…"

"Okay, that'll be 'round half an hour walk. That okay?"

Mikomi nodded her head.

"Good. 'Cause I ain't got no money for a taxi."

For some of the walk, it was silent, so Mikomi decided to look on the screens on buildings, all showing the same music video.

The singer's name is Ruri is Mikomi remembered right. The video also includes her soon-to-be husband, Yuuhei.

Ready, set.

But, you see, that won't work.

It won't work anymore, hey!

My heart will love you more and more~!

Mikomi found the song to be cute, the voice, the lyrics, and the video too.

She started humming.

Oh God, thank you!

Even if our fate was a mistake!

Shizuo seemed to notice the video too and smirked.

"Do you know who is in the vid?"

"Hmm-hmm! Ruri and Yuuhei! They're the only celebrities that I like!"

"Oh, did you know my brother is also in the video?"

"Huh? But it's only…No way…" Mikomi was smart; she could put 2 and 2 together.

Now she knew where Heiwajima sounded familiar!

She giggled.

"You're lucky!" she said to him.

"Heh, thanks."

Another question popped in her mind.

"Uhhh, Shizuo-san? Why are you dressed up? Are you going on a date?"

Another voice answered.

Another painfully recognizable voice answered.

"Awwwww! Little girl~! Of course he is~! With me! Isn't that right Shizu-chaaaaan~?"

The grip on Mikomi just got one-hundred times stronger, and more painful.

"Get out of here, flea." Shizuo wasn't in the mood for this shit.

Mikomi couldn't look, she CAN'T look!

She'll get her hopes to high again.

"But, Shizu-chan~! It would be nice to know what you're doing with a little girl! That makes me worried for the poor thing. Has to be stuck with an animal like you~!"

"Shut it, Uzaya! (2)"

"What happened, little girl? Did Shizu-chan take you away from home?"

Mikomi gripped on tight to the man's black vest as he spun so fast and went to the nearest stop sign.

'Eh! What is he doing!' Mikomi screamed in her mind.

The stop sign was ripped from the ground and thrown at the man Mikomi could now see.

She wished so badly she hadn't…

That man can NOT be her Mama!

All this was way too much!

"N-nooo… Please…just stop." Tears started blurring her vision.

"What's the matter, little girl?"

"Stop fighting! Just stop! I wanna go home!" she screamed at Izaya.

The two men just stared at each other and agreed that for now, just for a few hours, there is a truce.

"Fine~! But I'm joining! I have to make sure Shizu-chan doesn't do anything dumb."

Mikomi had only one word for the man that SKIPPED to her and patted her head…

Weirdo.

The grip on the vest was loosened and all three were on their way again.

Yet another awkward silence.

"This is booooorrrriiiingggg! Someone just TALK!"

The weirdo talked first.

No surprise for Mikomi.

"Well, sir-

"Izaya."

"Well, Izaya-san, I'm Mikomi Ai. I'm lost and Shizuo-san is helping me."

"Awwww! How cuuuuute!"

Mikomi wasn't sure if Izaya was a boy or a girl anymore.

Weirdo.

Although, he did act similar to Mama…

But not even Psyche was THAT squeaky…

Mikomi looked at the Wei- I mean Izaya's eyes and saw that, yes, they were different from Mama's as well.

There red, a dark, deep red.

Not a sparkling pink…

But they both dress like Eskimos…

*end chapter*

A/N- So tirrrrrrrrrrrred! But I hoped you enjoied it!

1- Mikomi is 10! She doesn't know what a bartender is!

2- Uzaya is a mixture of "Uzai" which means annoying, and Izaya. It is used in the anime and in the Japanese fanbase.

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