A/N: Back! Here is chapter two of this fanfic! Please tell me if Izaya's character is off… I need help… lol

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Izaya or any Durarara characters!


Chapter 2


Sora woke up the next day, wondering. She was thinking about her day. Her day was sadly very boring. Then again, she just woke up. Whatever the reason, she was bored. She got out of bed, and headed to the shower. After taking a quick shower, she changed into her Raira uniform. Then, she made her way downstairs.

"Good morning, Sora-chan," her grandmother greeted.

"Morning, Baa-chan."

"Good morning~"

Sora turned to stare at a certain raven haired boy. He had that infamous smirk on his face.

Shit.

"Izaya, what are you doing here?" she questioned.

"I'm here to pick you up and walk you to school."

"Izaya-kun is such a nice boy. You should thank him, Sora."

"Baa-chan, you let him in…?"

"Of course."

Sora mentally face-palmed. Of all the stuff that could have happened to her, it was this? Well, this made her day much more interesting, she had to admit.

After breakfast, she and Izaya left the house. It had begun raining. And Sora frowned.

"Well damn… No one told me it was going to rain…" she muttered. She rubbed her arms slightly. Hell, it was getting pretty damn cold.

Seeing this, Izaya smirked. "Are you cold?"

"Perhaps…"

"Here," he chuckled. He wrapped his jacket around her. "Don't get used to this."

"I wasn't planning on it." She glanced at him. "Why are you here? I only involve myself with you whenever you have a game."

"What? We can't hang out?"

"I told you before, Izaya. I hate humans."

"And I told you that I love them. And that includes you."

"You're being stupid…"

"But let me ask you this. Do you hate me, Sora-chan?"

The ebony haired girl went quiet for a minute. She thought about what he was saying. Did she really hate all humans? After she thought about it, she turned and stared into his brown eyes.

"No. I honestly don't hate you."

"Then if you don't hate me. What do you feel towards me?"

"I don't know…"

He smirked. That was a pretty stupid answer if he ever heard one. The girl beside him thought otherwise. She honestly didn't know. Her life was filled with hate and pain. It was natural for her to not understand what love was. Izaya however, didn't know this. The only time the girl really showed any kind of emotion was when she played his little "games." Other than that, she was exactly like how she was next to him; quiet and stoic.

How interesting, the boy thought.

It was so peculiar how one can change their emotions so quickly. Either that or she was just locking them up. Not that he cared. As long as he had someone to play his games with, he was fine. Now, what was he going to do? He was obviously interested in her "mood swings." He began thinking of ways to exploit her hidden emotions.

"…Izaya."

Startled, he looked down at her. "I'm sorry, what?"

"So you weren't listening in the first place…" she pouted.

"Aw~ don't pout like that," he teased as he poked her cheeks. They were still round with baby fat. "Heh… Baby fat…"

"Shut up. I'm still fourteen. You're already sixteen~" she teased as she went to poke him back.

"Yes, I know." He stepped to the side so she would miss. "Missed me~"

"No shit…."

"You shouldn't say bad words, Sora-chan," he smirked.

"Like you're one to talk…"

Soon, they reached the school. Shinra had come up to the two and began an animated conversation with Izaya. Silently, the girl continued her way, ignoring the fact that she was now alone. If she was normal, she would interrupt their conversation. But Sora was not normal. She was a loner. More importantly, she was almost invisible.

Almost.

After her morning classes were over, she was cornered by a few of Izaya's fangirls. These girls were the ones who basically worshipped him. Apparently, they had seen her walking to school with him, and were quite angry.

"Who do you think you are?" a girl with long, blonde hair hissed. "We saw you walking to school with Izaya-kun today."

"Yeah, that's not fair! Izaya-sama shouldn't be associated with you!"

"Stay away from Izaya-san now! Or else!"

Sora remained unfazed. Keeping her blank face, she said, "Or else what?"

"Or else we'll hurt you!"

She raised an eyebrow at them. "With?"

"With our scissors!"

Sora sighed. These humans, she thought irritably. "Listen, I have a switchblade, and I've beaten up around a hundred guys at least. And all of them we're twice your size. So if you really wanna fight me, I suggest committing suicide instead. Izaya won't give a damn if you died anyway. He doesn't give a damn about you guys now."

They gave her a look of surprise, and pain. Now this made Sora smirk.

"He… Never…?"

"THAT'S A LIE!"

Smirking, she stepped forward, her deep blue eyes pinning them in place. The look she gave them was so intense; it made them hold their breath. "It's not a lie, my dear. It's the truth. He never cared about you. Never has, never will."

And with that, Sora slipped by them. Not even caring about how hurt the girls were.

"So what happened after that?" Kagari, Sora's best friend, asked.

"Nothing really. I just left them there." Sora shrugged and popped another Pocky stick in her mouth.

"Damn, you're cruel," the caramel haired girl laughed.

Although Sora hates most humans, she couldn't bring herself to hate Kagari. Kagari was also two years older than Sora, but because Sora skipped two whole grades, they were of course in the same grade. The two of them held a particularly close bond. They had secret hand signals for stuff that shouldn't be said out loud. Kagari was Sora's first girlfriend. Girls were normally jealous of her for being so smart and so damn adorable. However, Kagari saw her as an amazing, pretty prodigy. That made Sora smile.

"So, today, Izaya, Shinra, Kyohei, and possibly Shizuo are planning on going to the mall or karaoke. Wanna come?"

Sora opened her mouth to answer, but was cut off when a low rumbling sound in the distance sounded. The ebony haired girl quickly turned towards the sky. It had gotten gray. Her blue eyes narrowed at the sight of the ugly gray. Another rumble went off, and she began trembling.

I gotta get home… Before it comes…

"Sorry, Kagari. But Baa-chan needs me at home today," Sora lied.

"Ah… Okay… Maybe another time?"

"Yeah. Another time."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Alright then. See you later!"

"Later…"

Sora grabbed her bag and started off to her grandmother's house. As she was about to leave the school campus, a familiar pair of brown eyes stopped her. Sighing, the girl let her blue eyes meet those brown ones.

"Yes, Izaya?"

"Leaving so soon, Sora-chan?"

"Sadly, yes. I have some matters to attend to."

"As in?"

"That is yet to be determined."

"How unfortunate."

"I suppose."

"Before you go, please define fear for me in your own words," he smirked.

"Fear?" she raised an eyebrow at him. What's he up to?

"Yes. Fear."

"Fear. A feeling. An emotion. A sign of weakness," she said.

"Is that all?"

"Fear is also something that everyone human has."

"Then, if that's true," he leaned his face close to her, holding her gaze, "what is it that you fear, Sora-chan?" His smirk never left his face.

Sora stared at him. She knew what her fears were. Yet, she didn't want to admit it. The look in her eyes darkened. She was not weak. She would not be put into the same level as these humans.

"Fear is a sign of weakness. I like to think that I have no weaknesses." She brushed past him.

"Oh, but my dear, you do have weaknesses," Izaya called out to her.

She stopped walking. Slowly, she tilted her head a bit and looked at him from the corner of her eyes. Very slowly, she answered, "I am very aware of that." And without another, she left him there as he continued to smirk at her back.

I will never let anyone see my fears, she promised herself. Never.


A/N: Phew! Done with chapter two! So how is this story so far? I really hope that I'm Izaya's character down. He has such a strange character that it's so hard to put into words. If you have any suggestions, please let me know. Review please!