The Orihara in Ikebukuro - Part 1

I darted between the pedestrians of the Ikebukuro streets as a vending machine came crashing down behind me.  I laughed.  "My, my Shizu-chan," I taunted, "you're aim is quite bad.  Sure you don't need to get your eyes checked?"  An angry roar echoed as the weak humans around me all fled from the fury that had been unleashed.

The harsh sound of metal bending reached my ears, and a smirk played on my lips.  "Kan-ra-chan…" the beast of a man growled, "what did I say about calling me that…?"  Sunlight glinted off his blond locks, and the heavy, metal pole was hoisted above his head as though it weighed no more than a feather.

I giggled.  "Why, you told me not to!  But you're so much fun to tease, Shizu-chan, that I simply can't stop!"  He bellowed in rage and hurled the light pole at me, which I dodged with ease.  My black hair fanned out behind me, the jacket I stole from my older brother following in suit.  "Really, Shizu-chan, is that the best you can do?" I taunted and he roared once again.

"Shut up you stupid louse!" he hollered, sending a car flying my way.  I waltzed towards him calmly, resting the sharpened blade of my switchblade against his Adam's apple.  He gulped before grabbing me by the collar of my shirt and yelling, "What the hell do you want?!  I told you and your brother, never set foot in Ikebukuro again!"

"Oh, such manners!" I complained.  "Don't you know it's rude to yell at a lady?"  He went into a rage, effectively dropping me.  Laughing, I scampered away, followed by a guardrail that had been thrown after me by the monster of a human being.  Unsurprisingly, he followed me, even as I ran into the middle of the road.  I stood there, taunting him, until a semi came and slammed into him, sending him flying.  "Shizu-chan, the only things that should fly are those that have wings," I said flippantly before running once again, avoiding everything he could throw at me with ease.

"This is so much fun!  No wonder my brother does this so often," I thought as I scampered away once again.

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"Iza-nii, I'm home!" I hollered, even though he was right in front of me.  He looked up from the monitor in front of him, the light from the screen reflecting off his cat-like eyes.

"Kanra-chan, I told you to stop stealing my stuff," he teased lightly, even though we both knew he meant it.

"Awww, but Iza-nii, it's so fluffy!" I whined.  "Besides, it pisses off Shizu-chan, so I can wear it when ever I like."  He groaned and went back to his work, if you could even call it that.  I liked to tease him by saying he was a stalker, even though I shared the same interests as him.

Puffing my cheeks, I jumped onto the couch and let the air rush out, giggling.  My older brother groaned at my childishness, and Namie, who was still working, looked up to glare daggers at me.  I sent an icy smile right back, and she angrily returned to her work.

The door slammed open, and a high-pitched voice called, "Iza-nii!  Kan-chan!  I'm home!"  I craned my neck back to look at my younger brother, Psyche.  To this day, I'm still unsure of how in the world we're related.  Although he and Izaya look similar, they're still rather different.  If it weren't for an unfortunate experience I had when I was younger, I would still thing that the child clad in pink and white was a girl.

"Welcome home Psyche," Izaya and I called before he skipped – yes, skipped – into his room.  Shaking my head, I listened to him bicker with his twin, Hibiya.  A few hours later, our older brother Hachimenroppi, whom we all call Roppi for short, came home, calling a tired greeting before passing out in front of the door.  Of course, no one bothered to pick him up since that's where he usually slept anyway.  Namie left a little while later, claiming she had other business to attend to.

When everyone but Izaya and I were asleep, I asked, "Hey, do you mind if I stay in Ikebukuro for a while?"

Izaya looked at me quizzically.  "Well, I certainly don't mind, but whatever for?"  I laughed to myself.

"I'm just going to cause some trouble for Shizu-chan since you're a bit busy right now," I replied, and my twin sighed.  There was no avoiding it, since I was always right with my facts.

"Very well… I'll let you use my old apartment," he conceded, and I hugged him tightly before grabbing one of his jackets, a set of keys, and a pre-packed bag filled with a decent amount of clothes.  "Have fun causing trouble while I'm stuck here you little imp!" he bit out before I closed the door and headed out into the night towards my desired destination.