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Prologue

'Now then, a blessing and a parting kiss'

Izaya looked around his apartment one more time, making sure that he left nothing behind before he changed buildings. The apartment was bare, the furniture gone, the walls repainted, every room bare; by this time tomorrow this apartment would just sit here to gather dust, shadows of what use to be and those that use to live here running around: forgotten silhouettes. He shook his head of the thoughts, he had important work to do today, going through the information he needed in his head one last time; he rechecked his pockets for his wallet, keys and mid-lock knife. When he was satisfied that he left nothing behind he donned his trademark jacket that he had thrown over the counter leading to the kitchen, reminding him of something painful before he turned to leave the building, the door automatically locking behind him.

'This really is goodbye, huh?'

"Izaya" Rika called from behind him, smiling happily.

"…I thought you would come, Rika" He said in the childish voice that she was so accustomed to hearing. He lowered his eyes to look into those bright orange orbs of hers. "Has it already been a year? You really are such an unmindful pet kitten, not returning to your master for so long."

"Well, I unreasonably rushed over here" She looked into his eyes "You're leaving this place after all"

He smirked at her reasons then threw his arm out gesturing to the empty apartment "Well, what do you think of this place without any furniture?"

"It seems lonely." She answered, looking around. She was beautiful today, her hair falling down her back in natural waves her whole persona portraying happiness at seeing him again and sadness for the empty apartment. Those two emotions battling on her face, but eventually she gave in to the joy of seeing and talking to him.

"Well, I'm sorry. If you're ever in town this is what you'll have to come home to Rika-chan. Call in and tell me if cats get lonely" He watched her wandering around the empty room "I trust that you still have the phone I gave you?"

"Of course" She turned around to face him again "If you have time, could you walk around this apartment with me one last time?"

Izaya shrugged going along with her wishes "If that's what you want."

She tilted her head to the side and asked "…And talk about our past?"

He gave her a small grin and held out his hand to her "Well then, shall we look upstairs first?"

Smiling brightly she put her hand in his and he led her up the stairs.

That time, I thought we would be like this forever, holding hands like this.