Taking Flight [Hold]

Chapter 3

  Graduation. It was the only thing Izaya could think about as he walked to his apartment. It wasn't a shabby run down thing like most students in Rira would have. It was big enough for him to have two roommates if he needed the money, which he didn't. He was an Orihara and Ikebukuro's best and wealthiest informant, money was of no issue for him.It probably helped that with his avian genetics he had wings, raptor vision, raptor hearing, and the ability to throw knives fast enough that most people couldn't register he even moved to begin with.

  His mother hadn't brought up the fact that she'd still support him once he was out of the house until he graduated, he didn't expect her to even though she did. He guessed this was her way to make up for selling him when he was just an infant.

  His abilities also came in handy while he played a game. It was a dangerous game that was more fun than having Erasers on his tail at the school. He played this game with Shizuo Heiwajima. He grinned some at the thought. For once he was able to make someone else's life Hell and not have it effect his own. It was just amazing. He finally had power that he never planned to let go- It was to valuable to him.

  And that's not to say for his plans during the graduation ceremony.

  He sighed as his back hit that newest addition to his loft, a computer chair that allowed him to spin as he pleased (which he did quite often enough that he was use to the sensation of it). The raven haired individual tilted his head back, resting his head on the black leather with his eyes shut. The best part of having his own apartment was the silence that came with it. Which was also the most unsettling.

  He sat there for a second, taking in the the silence he could before a curt knock came from his door.

  "It's open." His voice came out in a singsong manner as he pulled his wings tight against his body. His body tensed, ready for whoever or whatever may walk through into his home. When Shiki walked in, he was torn somewhere in between relaxation and discontent. Which was a normal feeling he had around the older male.

  "How was school?" Shiki kept his eyes on Izaya as he strode forward, an unlit cigarette hanging from his mouth. Izaya shouldn't be surprised by the question, it was so much like Shiki to still address him as a child. And constantly remind him he is one.

  "It's getting better. I'm graduating tomorrow. They have a ceremony planned, which seems pointless to me." Izaya sat up more, pulling his chair close to his computer as Shiki smirked some.

  "It's about time. Once you're out of there, you will have more time for work. Keeping up straight A's and a steady job seems tiring. How do you sleep at night knowing you have more targets on your back than half the members of the Awakusu-kai?" He sat down lazily on Izaya's couch, not bothering to light his cigarette, knowing the smoke would only bother the informant.

  "Not including you?" Izaya's smirk spread across his face like a wildfire as he glanced at Shiki. "On a king-sized mattress with feather pillows." That drew a laugh out the Awakusu-kai member, his head tilting back letting it bellow out of him.

  "Just watch your back, Orihara . I don't need to go looking for a new informant any time soon. You may be expensive, but your the best around here."

  Izaya grinned and spun lazily as Shiki watched. "Trust me, I don't plan to go anywhere any time soon."