Let Me Love You (Shizaya fanfic)

Chapter 2: Arriving at Shinjuku | "Dota-chin's in love!"

Edited

Pic above is what Hana is wearing

Hana's pov:

I exit the train, my eyes trained on my surroundings as I focus on navigating my way here in the quiet Shinjuku. I go up the underground stairs, being met by the early morning sky and the quiet atmosphere of the city. My black hair in a ponytail flows in the wind as I walk towards Izaya's apartment complex. I fix my white headband on my head and adjust the black backpack on my shoulders.

I stand in front of Izaya's apartment complex, praying and hoping he would be inside his apartment. I press the elevator button and ride it up to Izaya's floor. Once the elevator doors opened, I looked for Izaya's door, fishing out the spare keys he gave me to prepare. Before I knew it, I was in front of his door. I inserted the key in its hole and twist the doorknob, opening the navy blue door. As I enter, I expected to be met with a brightly lit room with noises filling the empty atmosphere, but the apartment was just dimly lit, Izaya's voice not resounding through the walls.

I close the door behind me and enter the main room to see a woman with black hair behind Izaya's desk. She wore a green turtle neck, red skirt that was half the length of her thighs, black stockings, and beige loafers. She turned to face me for me to see that she had brown eyes. I knew this person as Namie Yagiri, Izaya's secretary –or personal slave as Izaya puts it. She had a bit of an obsession with here brother, Seiji Yagiri –as Izaya had told me.

"Who are you and how did you get in? I swear I locked the door after coming in!", she exclaimed.

"Don't be surprised, Namie-san. You should know your boss' family connections by now after working for him so long.", I say, grinning.

"Well, I know the bastard has two younger sisters named Mairu and Kururi. And how do you know my name?!", she asked angrily.

"Ne, Namie-san, how rude~," I say, dropping my black backpack on Izaya's black 'L' shaped couch. "My name is Hana Orihara. I am Izaya's older sister."

"Eh? The bastard doesn't talk about you a lot," Namie says, making me angry as she calls Izaya that.

"Izaya doesn't like to keep me into the public. He cares about me, so he rather not put me in danger. As I to him. Ne, Namie-san, I'm going to Ikebukuro to find my brother. And if you ever call him that again, you'll see yourself in an alley or a hospital. I am known to be Osaka's Fist," I growl, smirking deathly as I see her cringe.

I skip out the door, going down the elevator then exited the complex. I walked towards Ikebuuro, taking me an hour and 7 minutes to get there. I look for a certain dark green van, hoping that Dota-chin and his gang could help me look for my little brother.

I turn to an alley where Saburo would always park his van and Dota-chin and his gang always hung out. I see Saburo's van parked exactly there, him sitting on the driver's seat, Dota-chin leaning against the van, Erika and Walker inside the back of the van reading manga. Dota-chin still wore his beanie on his head, but I personally think he looked handsome without it.

I walk towards them with a smile and said, "Hey, guys. Hey, Dota-chin."

"Eh? Hey, Dota-chin, it's your girlfriend!", Walker says after seeing me.

"I told you not to calm me that! And what girlfriend? I don't have a–"

"HANA-CHAN!!!", Erika squeals, getting out of the van to engulf me in a hug.

I hug her back and say, "It's nice to see you all again. I missed you, guys. Of course, I missed you too, Dota-chin~."

"Yeah, it's been long, Hana. It feels like I haven't seen you here in Ikebukuro for ages!", he says, turning in to hug me as I let go of Erika and hug him as well.

"I'm flattered, ne, Dota-chin~. You allow me to call you that nickname my brother calls you, and you don't let Walker call you that!", I tease.

"Oooh~! Saburo! Dota-chin's in love! I ship it!", Erika squeals.

"It seems so," Saburo chuckled as Dota-chin blushed and turned away, making me giggle.