Me: Second story! I apologize if it seems a little mediocre. ^_^" Hope I'm not too late in posting this!

Izaya: I can't believe you forgot to greet me! Hmph, and after I was kind enough to give you one of my prized knives for your birthday. I am aghast at you insensitivity.

Me: On the bright side, it gave me an idea for a story. *Izaya continues to glare* WAAAAHAHAHA! TT-TT I'M SORRY! PLEASE KNOW I AM VERY ASHAMED OF FORGETTING ABOUT YOU!

Izaya: *sigh* Fine. Since I pity your useless efforts… Please rate and review. Beauty within the Forest does not own me, or anything Durarara related.

Me: *sulks in a corner* /Ang sakit mo naman manalita. *sniff* Pusong bato./

"Oh Namieee~" came a singsong voice from a man in his early twenties.

"What?!" she snapped. She'd just finished a boatload of paperwork her inconsiderate boss magically pulled out from his hat of annoying tricks, and she was clearly not in the mood to deal with him and his childish-ness.

"It's May 4!~ How can you not recall what day it is?~" he said cheerfully.

"Let me guess: the day some poor idiotic couple forgot to use a condom and had you."

Izaya faked being hurt as he sighed. "How mean Namie~ Anyway, how should we celebrate?"

"I'm sorry, 'we'? Why would I want to celebrate with you?" As she said this, she packed her stuff, preparing for her leave. "Find other people to celebrate the hellish day of when you were born. Oh haha. My mistake. You can't. 'Cause no one likes you." And she slammed the door on a slightly amused Izaya, not giving him a chance to speak. He shook his head smiling, and looked down his apartment window watching his beloved humans pass by.

IZAYA'S POV:

Every year, it was the same. I don't get it. My humans should be throwing a feast in honor of their god's birth. Do they really not love me at all, as I love them? Every year I celebrate on my own in this manner:

-wake up and wait and see if anyone recalls May 4

-seeing how no one usually does, I head over to Ikebukuro to cause some mischief

-Shizu-chan would sniff me out and chase me

-after losing him, I head over to Russia Sushi and have some fatty tuna (didn't feel like visiting my sisters)

-then I'd go over to Ikebukuro's tallest building and gaze at my humans

-I go home

I'm not really the type that does huge, extravagant celebrations, but that would be nice for a change.

Decided to chop it up into little chapters for easy digestion. ^_^ I like to blab in my stories. Almost kinda rare for me to write short stories. Hehe.. Next chapter on ze way!