, Mai stared wide-eyed at Izaya "What makes you think it would be so easy to corrupt me?"

"You're already half way there." Izaya fake smiled, "I'm guessing you started hacking cause you were bored. Then you kept at it cause it was fun. And when you discovered you could make money off it, you loved it, it gives you a rush that decent living never could."

"And you think I'll just go with your little plan?"

"Your at the point of no return, I made sure of that when I rid you of that waitress gig."

It all made sense, now that she thought about it. He had cut off her legitimate source of income so all that was left was the dirty money she had made from her other job. And if she didn't find a day job she'd get bored. If she got bored she'd take on more contracts. If she took on more contracts, she'd be drawn farther and farther into the underworld. And all the while Izaya would be the little devil on her shoulder, egging her on. She couldn't let that happen. She'd stay here another day or two while she job-hunted then she'd get a new apartment. She was deep in thought when she felt Izaya's arms wrap around her middle and pulled her close to him.

"Whats on your mind?" Izaya whispered in her ear

She shuddered and pushed him away. His crazy plan would also explain this stupid drug. Whenever she was away from him for more then an hour, she'd start craving him. She could be in her room while Izaya was in his office and she'd suddenly feel the need to be around him. This drug made sure she was around him and made it a lot easier to influence her actions. She needed to get this stuff out of her system and get everything back to normal quickly. After a few days of job hunting it became very obvious that Izaya had black balled her. At the mere mention of her name, she would be kicked out of the employer's office and told not to come back. It was about seven at night when she decided to call the quits for the day. She ended up eating at a small restaurant on the outskirts of Ikabukuro. The place was small and was famous for having Yakuza regulars, but she had been craving the food for several days. She was about to take the first bite of her meal when a heavy hand landed on her shoulder.

"So this is the infamous Mai Kunishi"

She was spun around to face your typical young Yakuza hot shot. She was hungry, tired and he had interrupted her meal; she really didn't feel like playing nice.

"Do I know you?" said Mai in a tired voice,

"No, but I know you. A few days ago, me and several other bosses got a call from Izaya Orihara telling us to tell the businesses in our territories not to hire you."

"Really now" Mai sighed, "I was wondering how he black balled me."

"So tell me" said the Yakuza boss, "Why does Izaya give a fuck about you?"

"I've got no clue"

,He took a long sip of his drink before responding "Bullshit"

"Why do you care?"

"I wanna know why I wasted my time on some waitress"

"Well I'm sorry I wasted your time but I don't give a fuck"

"What'd you say, bitch!"

"You heard me"

He brought his hand down to hit her when someone caught his wrist. They both looked up to see Shizuo Heiwajima holding the gangster's hand in place.

"You know" said Shizuo taking off his sunglasses, "There are very few reasons why you should ever hit a woman."

A second later, the gangster was slammed into the side of the restaurant and the two where walking outside. It turned out that that her name had been spread throughout the underworld after Izaya had black balled her. Now that she thought about it, that did seem like the best way to go about it. He didn't seem like the type to lead a bunch of thugs down the street and beat everyone into submission.

"Oh yeah, you're that chick that was looking for Izaya's place" Shizuo remarked as he lit a cigarette,

"Yeah, thanks for the directions and for getting that guy off my back"

"No problem, you find the flea's place ok?"

"Unfortunately" Mai mumbled,

"What do you mean?"

"Yes Mai-chan, what do you mean"

The two spun around to find Izaya standing behind Mai.

"I told you not to step foot in Ikabukuro" growled Shizuo grabbing a stop sign,

"Relax shizu-chan" smirked Izaya, "I'm just here to walk Mai-chan home."

"Home? Don't tell me you live with the flea!"

,Izaya chuckled and pulled her closer "That and much more"

Izaya smirked and kissed her neck as Shizuo watched wide-eyed. She felt her face grow red and she tried to move away but something inside her kept her in place.

"I thought you said you had a score to settle!"

"It's complicated" Mai managed to say while holding back a moan,

Izaya had found the weak spot on her neck and he knew it. Try as she might to hold back, he knew it would be very long until she gave in. She wasn't stupid; she knew exactly what was going on. At the moment, he was using her as a meat shield and this unusual display of affection was just a way to keep her from moving too much. She somehow managed to push him away just as a vending machine hit Izaya. The two went at it for a while so she decided to head back to the penthouse. The rest of the night was pretty calm. Izaya got back home about twenty minutes after her and he seemed content with not molesting her tonight, which meant she could sleep in her room for once. She was getting ready to go to bed when she found Izaya on her computer again.

"Well, well someone's taking on a lot more contracts" smirked the info broker,

"Don't worry, I can handle"

"I know, you've taken on more contracts and executed them with perfection."

"I hack when Im bored and you took away my day job which gave me more time to be bored." Sighed Mai, "Why? Are you worried?"

"Not at all, my line or work spans farther then what can be done on a computer screen"

Little did she know, she had sunken a little deeper into Izaya's web. About week passed and the reputation of the Yakuza's personal hacker spread. But as her reputation grew, so did the curiosity and caution of her employers.

"So how may I help you, gentlemen" asked Izaya as he lead his guest into his office,

"For a few months, the gangs been using a hacker to do some of our dirty work."

"So I've heard" replied the info broker, "Now what does that have to do with me?"

"I want a name, age, address, and any other info you can get."

, Izaya chuckled and his smirk grew "Sure, but that's going to cost you"