I could smell something stirring up. I ignored my hunch as I walked up the stairs to the rooftop. Suddenly a hand touched my shoulder and I took a sharp gasp. "Skipping lunch again?" the voice said. I turned around. Of course, it haaaaaad to be him. Izaya Orihara. "Izaya..." I said with a glare. "Tsukora." he said with a smirk. "What do you want?" I asked angrily arms crossed over my chest. I thought I smelled trouble. "Nothing, just checking up on my enemy's girlfriend." he said eyes trailing off. He just really loves to mock me. "What's it to you?" I ask. "How's Shizu-chan doing?" he asks, his eyes darting back to me. "Why don't you ask him?" I say smirking. "But you know he'll kill me." he says laughing. Sadistic punk. "Yeah, especially if he catches you talking to me." I retort. "Alrighty then, laters Tsu-chan!" he says skipping off downstairs. "I SAID DON'T CALL ME THAT!" I yelled at him.

Gosh he gets on my nerves. I opened the door to the roof and walked outside. Ahh~ Fresh breeze. This is something I can relax to. I sat down in my favorite spot, right over the schoolyard. I took out the bento box I had prepared for my lunch. At least today was Friday and I could relax knowing the day was over. Life in Ikebukuro is fun, if you like adventure because it's everywhere. Everything that happens here is strange, urban myths, color gangs, the whole works! I enjoy it though. That's a trait that Izaya and I share. I like this certain personality of mine but not sharing with Izaya...

I finish up my lunch and pack it back in my bag. Oh well, time to go homeroom. I stood up and stretched. I picked up my bag and left. As I made my way downstairs to my homeroom on the first floor, I saw Sora again. "Well that's rare, seeing you twice in one day." I say sneaking up on him. "Oh hey." he mumbled. Hm. He's not his normal cheery self. I wonder what's up? "You okay Sora?" I asked in a sweet voice.

"Ah~ nothing. I just got turned down." he said walking alongside me. "By who?" I asked. I had no idea he had a crush on someone. "Minami Hibari." he said. "What did she say?" I asked. Poor thing. "She said, 'Let's just be friends'." "Hmm. I guess she's not ready for a relationship." I say soothingly. "There are plenty of other fish in the sea. And if that doesn't work, she'll probably think about going out with you. Don't worry yourself!" I said encouragingly. "Thanks, Tsukora. I'll see you when you get home." he said walking off to homeroom.

Now you're probably wondering, when I get home? I have some 'bussiness' to attend to. I made it to Homeroom as soon as the late bell rang. I took my seat in the back as usual. I didn't have to pack any textbooks, unlike the other students, who had homework. I sighed. Sometimes being the smartest and strongest was annoying. Izaya glanced at me as he put his textbooks in his bag.

I was about to say something to him, but the door suddenly opened and Shizuo walked in. The teacher looked at him and said, "Heiwajima-san, you're late." He glanced over and said, "Sorry, the Yakuza were messing with me again." She sighed and said pushing up her glasses, "Alright, I'll excuse you for that." He went over and sat in his seat. He looked pretty grumpy... as usual.

As I about to look somewhere else, I saw a shimmer of red out of my eye. My eyes turned back to where it was. Shizuo's hand was in bandages. The Yakuza must... Nah... The last time that happened was with Seiji Yagiri. Seiji who doesn't attend school because he's chasing after this girl he's "destined" to be with. I saw her the other day. She looks like Anri's lost friend Mika Harima. I met her at some point before she hooked up with Seiji but she doesn't seem to remember me.

Lost in my thoughts, the bell rang without my notice. I snapped up and grabbed my bag and darted out the room. I checked the time; 2:30. What to do on a Friday afternoon? I might as well go over to Simon's Russian Sushi restaurant. Simon Brezhnev is a Russian man with dark skin. He's pretty strong compared to Shizuo and I. So put us three together and we kick yakuza butt!

I made my way over to Russia Sushi and saw Celty ride up. Celty Stulurson is a Dullahan from Ireland. She lives with Sinra Kishitani but, I'll introduce him later. She doesn't have a head so she "talks" using her PDA. She wears a cat-like helmet with a capital S over the left socket of where her eye would be. She stepped off of her motorcycle and turned to "look" at me. She seemed surprised and texted, [What are you doing here?] I laughed and said, "Grabbing something to eat."

[Where's your brother?] "Well, he's at home. I was going to get some sushi for the both of us. What about you?" I said. [Same here. It's for Shinra. I didn't feel like cooking today.] she texted quickly. "Okay then!" I said. Celty and I walked into the restaurant.