I took a deep breath, before I gently knocked on the door. My heart started racing again. What do I do if they don't remember me? It would be extremely embarrassing. I heard a pair of footsteps slowly walking up to the front door. My shoulder tensed up when I heard the door unlocked. The door then slowly opened to reveal a short male with spiky dark hair. He wore a white lab coat and black glasses.

"Shinra…." I mumbled.

His eyes blinked a couple of times as he adjusted his glasses to get a closer look at me.

"Haru-chan! ~" He greeted me cheerfully as he tightly embraced me.

I was taken by surprise, so I stepped back, but tripped and fell backwards. I closed my eyes as I landed on the floor. I slightly laughed a bit. I'm glad he remembered me.

"You never change, do you Shin-chan?" I asked him, still laughing.

He parted from me. His thin lips married a wide grin.

"I haven't seen you since graduation! What brings you here?" He asked me, leaning back, so that he sat down.

"Well, I came back and decided to visit my old friends."

Then another figure walked out of the apartment. My lips curved wider.

"Celty!" I greeted her.

I quickly stood up and embraced her tightly.

Celty was like an older sister I always wanted to have. I looked up to her.

I parted from her and smiled.

"You haven't changed either."

Celty started typing at a fast pace. She held it out and showed me the screen.

"I'm so surprised to see you! What brings you back to Ikebukuro?" It read.

"I came back to visit my old town and friends."

"Hey, how come she got a better hug than I did?" Shinra complained a bit.

"Because I was happier to see her." I joked and teased him.

Celty grabbed my hands and led me inside the apartment.

She held out her device again.

"I'll go make some more tea."

I smiled at her and nodded.

I walked over to the couch to sit down, but I got there, someone was already there. He was sipping a teacup with the same damn smirk plastered in his face.

Izaya Orihara.

I sat down across from him, not looking him in the eye.

"Haru-chan. It's a pleasure to see you again." He greeted me, setting the cup down on the table in front of him.

"Yeah, I guess you too." I greeted him back, still not looking him in the eyes.

I hated those eyes of his. I loathed them with a passion. By gazing in those eyes again, I end up doing things I regretted.

It was another month into the school year. Shizuo and I were getting closer. He and I hung out together every day after school; I would visit his home and force him to study for upcoming tests. We kind of did all things good friends would do. I didn't realize it at the time because I never friends before, but I really liked it. Soon after that, we started dating. I was the one that had to ask him out. Luckily and surprisingly, he said yes. Izaya noticed and disliked how he was dating. I thought at first it was because he had feelings for me or something. Why else would he get jealous of me and Shizuo? I was so wrong. He didn't like me. He never did. He just didn't want Shizuo to have me. He wanted to make Shizuo's life hell. He hated seeing Shizuo seem happy, with friends and a girlfriend, so he did his best at trying to break us up.

The bright sky had developed into darkness. The warm day air evaporated into coldness. It was a clear beautiful night. I was walking home from after school activities that I was forced to do. Shizuo was busy at the time, so I was alone, though he was a bit worried. I told him that I was going to fine and that he shouldn't worry so much about me. It took me so much to persuade him, but it worked. As I walked along the sidewalk, I was cornered by a couple of shady looking guys. I knew what they wanted. I had taken a short cut and ended up in a dark deserted park. I kept a straight face and showed them no fear. I didn't notice another from behind, until I was pushed on my back. One of the guys from the front turned me around and pinned my arms and legs down on the ground. I squirmed around, trying to get out of their grasp, but to no avail. He was too strong. The last one stood over me, his lips grinned widely. He grabbed my blouse and tore off a few buttons, revealing my black laced bra. The guy eyed my chest hungrily.

"Such a nice rack." He complimented me as his tongue licked his bottom lip.

I sent him a glare and mumbled "bastard" to him.

He ignored my glare and grabbed the hem of my skirt, pulling it down just enough so that my black panties were in full view. I growled ferociously at him as I tried harder to get out of his friends grasp.

"He never told me you were such a luscious woman with a nice rack, nice body and firm ass." He told me as he groped my behind.

Wait, he? Who was "he"?

"Too bad I can't go all the way with you."

He unzipped his jeans and pulled it down a bit. He grabbed my legs and placed them on his shoulder. He positioned himself like he was ready to jam himself inside me. He then slammed his lips on mine roughly as he lifted my butt up and rested on his lap, still tightly holding it. He forced his tongue in my mouth. I bit it as I tried to fight back, but that just turned him on even more. I then saw a flash of light followed by a clicking sound. In that split second of light, I saw him. The guy chuckled as he got off me, zipping up his pants and jeans. The guy that pinned me down let me go. I sat up quickly and glared ahead of me.

Izaya Orihara.

You bastard!" I yelled at him angrily.

Before I could get up and attack him, he showed me the picture on his phone. It was of me and that guy.

"Poor Shizuo. He's gonna be devastated once he founds out his girlfriend, the one girl who means a lot to him, was cheating on him with another guy.~"

I clenched my fist together. I did something that I never thought I'd do.

"Please, Izaya. Please don't send him that picture." I begged him.

"Shizuo means the world to me. Please, I'll do anything." I begged him again.

"Then dump Shizuo and go out with me. At least pretend to. ~"

I felt like I didn't have any other choice. Whether live my life with Shizuo thinking I was a whore or pretend to go out with Izaya with Shizuo still hating you. I looked up and gazed into those malicious reddish-brown eyes of his.

"Fine, I'll do it."

"Good, Haru-chan~"

Izaya then snapped another photo of me.

"This is just a keepsake. ~"

After that, I was left alone. For the first time, I was actually crying.

The next day, during homeroom, I had done what Izaya requested me to do. I dumped Shizuo lying to him that I was in love with Izaya. It was hard for the both of us. All while I was doing it, I felt my heart shatter.

After that, I never forgave him for what he made me do. Not for a while at least. It took me a long time to. He humiliated me and forced me to do things I never wanted to do with him. I was forced to give myself to him. I mean I wasn't a virgin then because I gave my virginity to Shizuo, but still. I was forced to have sex with him. It wasn't pleasant. He was so sadistic during it. He gave my body scratches and cuts that were too many to count.

I leaned back on the couch as I sighed heavily.

"Still causing problems for Shizu-chan, I see." Broke the dead silence that surrounded us.

He chuckled.

"Still so perceptive as always Haru-chan. ~"

Soon, Celty came back with some tea and set the tray down on the table.

"We discussed everything we needed, Celty. I'll be taking my leave. ~"

"I hope we can talk more, Haru-chan~"

He knelt down and kissed my cheek. I didn't give any reaction, just a plain and bored expression.

He smirked down at me and walked away, letting himself out.

I sighed in relief and sat back up.

"It was about time that flea left." I spoke out.

Shinra laughed a bit as he sat across from me in the same spot Izaya had.

"Still haven't forgave him?" He asked me.

"No, I forgave him, but that doesn't mean I have to like him."

"True, True."

I can finally relax, now that Izaya wasn't here.