A/N: Thanks again to SunaT.U for betaing. Enjoy~! ^_^

Namie stood impatiently at the curb of the sidewalk, craning her neck down the street as far as she could to find a free taxi. She checked her watch. Three fifteen. She had about ten minutes to get to her destination.

Waving an arm imperiously at a taxi that zoomed to a stop, Namie was inwardly relieved to have found a cab in a short period of time. Her face however, remained slightly haughty and bored; overall expressionless.

"2016 Umasi Lane," she told the driver, slamming the door shut. He nodded and started the car.

"This way," Shizuo said, leading Kadota to a parking lot.

Meanwhile, Kadota was thinking hard. "You said Togusa sent you?" he asked.

Shizuo nodded affirmatively. Kadota's brow furrowed. There was something off about this.

"If Togusa sent you to get me," he reasoned slowly. "Then why were you on the train?"

Shizuo's step slowed a bit before resuming its fast pace. "I…I was coming to pick you up," he explained, a bit uncertainly, Kadota thought.

"But why would Togusa send you when he knows people already living here to meet me?" Kadota pressed.

Shizuo stopped suddenly and turned around, breathing fast. Kadota noticed Shizuo's hands clenching into fists.

Celty walked swiftly into an unoccupied alley and pulled out her phone again. She slid it open and read the text:

Meet me as soon as you can. 2016 Umasi Lane. Don't be seen entering.

She typed back:

I'm coming right now.

Hitting the send button, she replaced the phone and joined the crowd of people pushing and bustling on the streets. It wasn't easy blending in the crowd, and she considered taking off her veil.

Feeling the hat slipping again, she reached up, too late, as the hat fell to the ground, bringing with it the coveted veil. Celty's hands flew up to cover her face.

Kida felt the phone in his pocket buzz. Trying to calm his anticipating heart, he read the message:

Are you at the station?

Kida cursed his trembling fingers; he was acting like it was his first mission.

Yes. What do I do now?

A reply came in a couple of seconds:

Wait for me. I'm coming.

Kida took a deep breath and straightened his posture. This mission was slightly unnerving because he had no idea who his employer was. No face, no name, not even an alias.

About a minute had passed when a young woman walked up to him. "Kida Masaomi?"

Shinra pulled the van up to the house. Checking the address against the text, he nodded. 2016 Umasi Lane. This was the right place.

A taxi pulled up next to him. He tried to ignore it and grabbed his bag before walking out. Locking the van, as it wasn't his, he tried to appear calm as he trudged up the path leading to the door. Knocking once, he saw a woman get out of the taxi out of the corner of his eye. The door opened a crack and he turned his attention back to the opener of the door.

His eyes widened as he looked into the house to see…no one. The door handle must have been a fake. The only thing that had caused the door to open was the light force of his knock.

Tom slammed to a stop. He turned around and groaned to see four cars zooming into view. Making a split second decision that could end or save his life, he jumped out of the vehicle and ran into a narrow alley.

Celty fled back into the alley and ran into something. Her hands were still shielding her face and she couldn't see.

Tom risked a backwards glance. He didn't see anyone, but— "Whoa!"

Tom looked down and saw a young woman reeling from the impact of hitting him. She had probably been running as well, Tom thought as he hurriedly caught her and strained for any sound of running feet or an engine.

Hearing nothing, he turned his immediate attention to the stranger. She had her face buried in her hands. "Hey, are you okay?" Tom asked, concerned.

"I'm fine," was the muffled answer.

"Did you hurt your head?" Tom tried to coax her hands away from her face.

She pulled away and vehemently shook her head. "Emm nine!" she insisted.

"What? Here let me…" he managed to get her hands away and his voice trailed off at the sight of her face. Her otherwise pretty features were marred by large burns and a scar encircling her neck. She flushed dark and turned away.

"I'm fine," she said quietly.

Tom dropped his arms to his side. "I…I'm sorry," he seemed unsure what to do.

She walked back where a large clump of black material lay crumpled to the side. Picking it up and setting it firmly on her head, she walked back in front of him.

"I need to go now," she said.

"Alright," Tom replied uncertainly. She started to walk away.

"Wait!" Tom caught up to her. "Do you know where 2016 Umasi Laneis?"

She froze. Turning to face him, Tom could feel her searching glance through the veil which hid her face. "What business do you have there?"

Izaya hummed and skipped along the sidewalk, ignoring the curious, annoyed and condescending looks he received. The phone buzzed again. He came to a stop and leaned against a wall.

Lunch?

He grinned.

You're paying.

He didn't have to wait long for the reply.

But I paid last time! How about going Dutch?

"Pop goes the weasel," Izaya sang quietly to himself as he typed.

Done. Usual place.

Kadota backed up a bit and stared nervously at the angered man. Shizuo turned around quickly and kept walking, increasing his pace at every step. Kadota followed silently.

They reached a car and Shizuo unlocked it and sat himself in the driver's seat. The clueless man got in next to him. The car was quiet as they drove.

"So do you know where we're going?" he tried tentatively.

"Change of plans. You're to meet Togusa at 2016 Umasi Lane," Shizuo replied shortly.

"Never heard of it," Kadota said, attempting to make small talk.

Shizuo shrugged. "Neither have I. Just followed instructions."

Kadota wondered what that meant.

Namie wondered who the man going into the house was as she paid the driver and got out. As far as she knew, she was to be a secretary to a small business man, not a doctor.

She shrugged and watched the man go in and close the door behind him while she walked up the path. She rang the doorbell and the door immediately opened. It was the man who had walked in earlier. His eyes were furrowed in confusion.

"Do you live here?" he asked, rather anxiously, Namie thought.

"No, this is my employer's house," she said.

"Hm," the man said. "Well, there's no one in here."

A/N: Thanks to TrunksLoneWarrioranimelove and Fiare for reviewing. So...what did you think? Good? Bad? Unreadable? Review? ^_~