D.R.A.W.S

Disclaimer: I only own the plotline and any OC's that are going to come into play.

Rating: PG, though I'm considering making it PG for Shizu-Chan's potty mouth~

Author's Note: I made a story like this for Fruits Basket, but it just didn't sit well with me, especially since I was thinking about a pairing I've come to despise. So I decided to try for Durarara! and found I actually, really liked how it turned out.

Warning(s): Um, may be some extreme fluff, drama and a little angst as the chapter's progress.

Summary: Celty stared down at the little basket. It was like those movies where the tension was just hanging there in the air, before it came toppling down and everything went crazy. With trembling hands the headless woman picked up the little bundle from the basket 'A baby...'

Pitter patter, Pitter patter.

Rain, it was raining so much that night. She heard the heavy rain click against the glass window as it fell.

The she, I am referring to is Celty Sturluson, a Dullahan. Better known as the Black Rider. She sat on the couch, mind focused on the television show about the terrifying, little green men she feared would one day invade.

'And we don't know when they will come, or what they will do—" The man spoke in such a clear, chilling voice. "—but we know they are a danger, they could be your best friend, your mother, your father, maybe even the person sitting right next to you.' In all honesty, Celty wished she had someone next to her, preferably her goofy roommate of a doctor, Shinra. No matter how silly or weird he was, he always found away to dampen her fears or make her feel better about the situation on her mind.

She loved him. She knew it, he knew it. She really didn't know why she bothered hiding it anymore.

Feeling a shudder wrack her lithe frame, she grasped a hold of the black remote planning on turning off the television, only to hear a loud crash of thunder, causing her to jump as the television went out on his own. Celty knew she probably would've been hyperventilating at the amount of fear she was feeling.

Slowly, she stood, dammit, why did Shinra have to be out on a job of all times?

She mentally whimpered as she carefully crept towards the bathroom, she needed to take a shower. A shower. That would calm her nerves... At least, that's what she told herself. Her hands still shook as she grasped hold of the tiny zip on her catsuit.

Celty, once again, practically jumped out of her goddamn skin as she heard a slight rapping on the door, she carefully pulled the zipper back up, shakily walking to the door. Mentally, she prepared herself to attack if it was the little green men... But, that wouldn't be right! Why would they come here? Was it because she was a Dullahan? What if they had Shinra?

The mere thought made her tense with anger. No. They would not take Shinra from her!

She carefully crept towards the door, already focusing on the shadows billowing from her head, ready to will them into a scythe if necessary. She unlocked the door and grabbed hold of the handle, taking a deep breath she twisted and swung the door open and she saw...

Nothing?

Celty slowly looked around, nothing. There was absolutely nothing around, she didn't know who had knocked, and again her fear kicked in. Had they just decided to leave? The thought slowly made her shoulders leave their tense position and she let out an internal sigh. Slowly, she began closing the door, only to freeze as she heard a whine.

She looked down, opening the door a bit and she felt shock run through her system as she slowly let the door creak open. A basket, there was a basket at her door step.

Celty stared down at the little basket. It was like those movies where the tension was just hanging there in the air, before it came toppling down and everything went crazy. With trembling hands the headless woman picked up the little bundle from the basket

'A baby...' All she could do was stare, smoke slowly billowing from her neck and to the ceiling as the child stared at her. An angel, truly it was, dark curls clung to the side of it's face and bright, sparkling blue eyes stared up at her, she feared it was start crying at the sight of her.

Though slowly it began giggling and reached tiny hands out, trying to grab at something to cling onto.

Confusion, Warmth... So many emotions she was feeling right now.

Someone had left a child, an infant, a baby on her doorstep.

Had left the child in her responsibility...

'Oh my God.'