Izaya hurriedly gathered his belongings and made his way to the airport. He sat in the terminal still in shock from what he heard. The betrayal from Shinra was too much. It hurt…why did it hurt?! He didn't understand it! He hated not understanding things! Hence why he was the famous informant. Why would Shinra do that? Did he mistreat him? Ever since the incident in Raira Academy where Shinra protected Izaya from that crazy guy and took a blade from him, he always treated the doctor as a friend and Shinra treated him the same. He had even pulled the 'please trust me. I'm your friend and would never lie to you' line when Izaya kept a small secret!

He sighed dejectedly and ran his fingers through his brunette locks. No point in pretending he had friends here. He may as well just look forward to meeting him.

First class was called and Izaya made his way inside the aircraft, sitting in his luxurious seat. Nothing less for the great Orihara Izaya!

He sat with his feet propped up and looking out the window at the small figures running about near the terminal. His head was propped up by his hand and he shut his eyes momentarily before a stewardess offered him a drink.

"Would you like something, sir?" she asked, completely bored and stoic.

Izaya turned and the stewardess immediately blushed Izaya's looks. "Ah yes…do you have any black coffee?" he asked.

"Y-yes sir! I'll be back momentarily!" she stumbled off to get Izaya's coffee as the informant chuckled.

'How predictable…'

True to her word, she was back with his coffee and she handed the beverage to him as he smiled.

"Thank you." He sipped his coffee.

"No p-problem sir! Call me if you need anything else!" she stuttered and walked off.

The informant simply sighed and finished up his coffee as soon as the pilot made an announcement.

"Welcome aboard Shinjuku Airlines. Our flight is going to London, England today and we will reach in approximately 11 hours and 20 minutes if we're on time. Enjoy your flight and we will be lifting off in 5 minutes." The pilot ended his transmission.

Izaya got comfortable in his chair and waited for liftoff. Soon the aircraft was moving and he braced slightly for liftoff.

The liftoff was brief and smooth and the brunette took out an interesting book as well as his reading glasses. He started to read and the same stewardess as before walked past and blushed even more.

"Would you like anything now sir?" she asked, just wanting his attention.

His concentration broke from his book and he looked up at the attendant. "No thank you. I said I would call if anything was needed." He went back to his book.

Other people kept pushing the attendant button but she ignored them and some of the first class passengers were getting ticked off.

She went off and in the course of half an hour she came back and inquired if he wanted anything and Izaya was getting a little annoyed. He put his book down and took off his glasses, staring at the girl.

"Excuse me, miss. I have told you time and time again that if I should require anything I would call you. Yet you insist on coming back to me. There are other people around who I am sure need something that you can provide to them instead of wasting your time on me, who is perfectly content right now. If you would please listen to my statement that I have made for the past seven times you would know that I do not require anything at the moment for my comfort. Now if you would excuse me, I want to get back to this interesting book or do my work in peace now if you don't mind and I would prefer it if you would help someone else instead of pestering me just because of my looks. Don't think I haven't noticed your infatuation with me ever since I came on board. Now instead of wasting my breath on this, I have things to do."

The woman was completely flabbergasted at Izaya's comment and some of the other passengers snickered at his small speech. She opened her mouth and closed it repeatedly like a fish and finally stalked off in silence to tend to someone else.

The brunette sighed and put the book down. The mood was ruined. He took out his laptop and typed away. Documents were filled and files sorted for an hour before food was served. He stored his laptop and ate silently.

After eating, a different stewardess took his tray and the informant settled down for a nap. He slept for about nine hours before an announcement was made.

"Hello again passengers. We are just over the London airport and will be landing in 5 minutes. Please fasten your seatbelts and make sure your tray tables are stowed and your seatbacks are in the upright position."

Izaya smiled and looked out at the city under him, fixing his chair and stowing his stuff. This was going to be a nice change of pace.

The plane landed gracefully and soon passengers were getting off the aircraft. The crimson eyed man made his way to baggage claim and got a single bag from the belt. He made his way to the taxis and he hailed one, getting in and speaking perfect, fluent English.

"Excuse me. I would like to go to this address. Just stop about a mile before we reach there." He handed the man a piece of paper.

"Yes sir." He said, starting to drive.

Izaya looked out at the bustling people and the taxi driver made some polite conversation with him.

"You speak good English for someone Japanese." He complimented. "Although you don't speak with an accent like most English people."

Izaya chuckled lightly. "Thank you and yes I know. I thought English would be handy to learn since I travel sometimes."

"I see." They made conversation until they arrived.

"One mile before your destination sir. As requested."

He got out onto the empty roadside. "Thank you very much." He paid the driver and was on his way. He walked for some time until he saw what he was looking for.

A giant mansion with elegant gardens lining the sides and back and a grand entrance. Giant windows were displayed in the front as well.

Izaya grinned.

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The Phantomhive Manor.

Okay. So I got 0 reviews on Chapter 3. That's it. Honestly it was a little disappointing. Is it not good enough or something or is anyone even interested? If not I might just put a hiatus to this…if you're interested please tell me. I highly doubt anyone is even reading this…