----- Everyone else left, Turning their backs to me Never to return in my life, So why, Why do you choose to stay? ----- Some days I feel as if I'm falling, I would reach up my hand and wait until someone grabs it. But no one has, they wouldn't save the damaged girl because they would think I want this. They couldn't be anymore wrong, I just wanted someone to help me before I stop reaching out my hand, before you're so far from my grasp, before I clench onto the image of you walking away. Every time I inhale I exhale to get every little bit of air out of my body. And for a second, just for a second I feel light headed, I feel my heart begin to beat faster at the fact that there is no more air to filter my lungs. Only to be calmed down until I take another breath in. Sometimes I wonder, if I suddenly stop breathing, if I pull my hand back from where you once stood. What would happen? One day, I'd like to know the answer. ----- In their eyes, I am nothing but a monster. In my eyes, I am what ever they say I am. But she's not a monster, she's far from it. Even though related by blood we couldn't be more different. She's intelligent, beautiful, loved, everything I'm not. I lurk in her shadow as they praise her. It's sad right? Even my own mother despises me because I'm not her, I'm pathetic and useless, nothing but a pawn in this game called life. She even resorted to beating her own child in hopes that one day I'd be that perfect little girl like my sister. The image of her is fading away as I fall deeper and deeper, wondering if someone catch me after I hit rock bottom. Hoping someday I won't have to reach up my hand any longer. ----- ~I do not own any of the BNHA characters~ A/N: If you're just starting to read this story, please bare with it, I've only recently revamped it. I have to admit the beginning chapters aren't well executed because I wrote this story a long time ago, but I promise as the chapters progress it gets better.

"I DONT CARE!!"Katsuki snapped. "SHE COULD TORTURE ME AND I WOULDNT HATE HER!" "SHE COULD KILL MY WHOLE FAMILY I WOULDNT BE MAD!" "Because..." Izuku kept quiet as his childhood friend was trying to open up. "She means as much to me as she to you" ---------------------------- "DAMNIT KACCHAN ANSWER ME!"Izuku yelled. Katsuki paused.He glared softly at the male. "Maybe this is a way to fix her"Katsuki left the room,leaving Izuku to proccess his words.

Ever closed your eyes long enough in the middle of no-where and think you hear whispers? Thought that maybe, this will cause you to go insane? Well, this is the life of a certain female, and instead of going insane like others would, she basks in the whispers that surround her. Her eyes deemed never to show her the world for furthermore. Why would she bask in the haunting whispers you might ask? Well, that's because she controls the dead, for she is the Dragon Slayer of the Afterlife, and its their whispers she hears. ______________

Ikebukuro is a city of many different wonders. During the day, the people itself is an amazing sight to watch and during the night, it seems like the world has changed and a new aura of brilliance arise. A new girl has moved to Ikebukuro with her sister and blends in very well with the city. By morning she is a casual baker but by night, a killer. She has a twisted back story along with a twisted purpose. Nobody understands her completely because of how secretive she is and this has intrigued none other than Izaya Orihara himself. He is constantly wheeled to a dead end trying to find out about this girl. But he won't stop. He is determined to find out everything there is about this new girl in town.

Izaya x reader ((Currently being edited! The edits stop after "New York Part 1" so the story does NOT flow with the current edits after that point. The story will be fully edited within the next few weeks and this note will be deleted once complete))