I was so lost back then,

But with a little help from my friends

I found the light in the tunnel at the end...

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"Ah, So your finally here~"

Izaya chirped when he noticed you walking into his lovely office the next day. An expressionless look on your face to make you try and appear stern so that you wouldn't be taken lightly it this was some type of stupid joke.

Namie followed close behind you, consider that she had been so kind as to open the door and escort you inside. She rolled her eyes at how 'enthusiastic' Izaya was and walked back over to her desk to go through files that she had taken out earlier.

A small grunt was the only thing that he received as a reply before you took a seat on the couch in the middle of his office.

He got up from his desk located by a big window and chuckled ot himself.

"I take it that your still in a foul mood because of that cheater, hm?"

The aura around you said it all.

"You have no idea."

With a few long strides he was by your side, kneeling on one of his knees in a 'prince charming' sort of way.

You raised an eyebrow at this, wonder what he was doing.

A hand was placed over his chest where every humans' heart is and he looked up at you with obvious feigned concern.

"Being brokenhearted, feeling so out of place and alone. What will you do when everything comes crashing down~?"

Glaring, you scooted away from his little performance and crossed your arms.

Was that some reference to your situation at the moment?

Whatever it was, it was starting to get on your nerves.

Was he always this playful, or was it because you were imposingly vulnerable after breaking up with that dirty pig that made all guys seem teasing and devious?

"What are you getting at, Orihara-san?"

He shrugged and stood tall, a smirk on his face as he sat in the spot that you had occupied. His arms rested on the back of the chair and his legs crossed neatly like when you first interacted with him.

"So what do you suppose we do?"

"I already told you that I don't know..."

The answer didn't seem to surprise him since the both of you have had a conversation similar to the one going on now when you first called him, asking for his assistance.

Instead, he chuckled and stood up promptly, motioning for you to follow quickly behind with a wag of his pointer finger.

"That doesn't help much~ You're very indecisive."

"Shut up, I know that..."

Namie, who was still working on the files and papers on piled on her desk, rolled her eyes once again and let out an irritated sigh. She knew just how bad Izaya could get when it came to revenge and pranks.

He was basically the king of chaos and a threat to anyone who came in contact with him.

Including you.

That is, if you bored him.

But you seemed to amuse him for the moment.

You took slow steps towards the informant broker and listened to him closely, wondering what he was up to.

"I've already started the first move~"

His laughter rung through your mind as your eyes widen at the scene below you.

Your ex had just been mugged by four thugs.

"The fun as just begun~"