---In the shadows---

A cowboy blonde and tall vampire stared with mouth agape and eyes the size of dinner plates. Why didn't Sleepy Ash tell them he has a subclass?! It might be 'troubesome', as he dubbed, but will be quite useful to help against the war with Tsubaki!

Mahiru somehow thought of the same thing, but never questioned it as he knew his Servamp might have a reason for not telling them.

---With Sloth---

Mahiru, Kuro and Izaya walked on the crowdy streets of Tokyo, chatting soundly to eachother unaware of two certain groups following them in the dark.

"So, Ash, how's life in Tokyo?" The raven subclass turned to his savior, eager to hear about the Servamp's life with a human.

"It's a real pain in the ass. My sibblings are annoying, the Eves are too much of a pain." Izaya laughed at the man's obvious answer, while Mahiru gained a tick-mark. Turning to Izaya, the brunette questioned.

"So, Orihara-san, how's your life where you live?" The man chuckled.

"Just call me Izaya. And my life in Shinjuku's pretty much ok. Can't say the same for Ikebukuro though..." He scratched his hair awkwardly.

"Eveybody hates my guts, and i can't guarantee if my life is safe or not with him there, ready to kill me at any moment." Izaya involuntarily flinched at the memories, confusing a group of people and making the Servamp of Sloth frown.

"So tiresome." Kuro groaned, shifting into his cat form and hid himself in the raven's hood, successfuly averting Mahiru's attention away from the previous conversations. The group continued home with a lot of Mahiru's ranting about 'stop making a mess!'.

Overall, it was pretty peaceful.

The same can't be said to the 'stalkers' though.

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_Shinra's pov:

I knew something was up from the beggining, from the way Izaya smiled and laughed so genuinely with that man we've never eve known of. I was supposed to be his best friend! But he hardly show any emotion to me...so why?

Shizuo's mouth was wide open, eyes the size of dinner plates. Celty was holding a hand to her 'mouth', the other hand held her PDA with [OAO!?!]

As we got closer to Izaya's group, i happen to catch a glimpse of their conversation.

"So, Ash, how's life in Tokyo?" Izaya asked the blue haired man. Ash? Is he a foreigner? Must've explained his blue hair.

"It's a real pain in the ass. My sibblings are annoying, the Eves are too much of a pain." The man, 'Ash' replied making Izaya laugh and the boy next to them gain a tick-mark. What are 'Eves'?

"So, Orihara-san, how's your life where you live?"

"Just call me Izaya. And my life in Shinjuku's pretty much ok. Can't say the same for Ikebukuro though..." Izaya looked away, scratching his hair. "Eveybody hates my guts, and i can't guarantee if my life is safe or not with him there, ready to kill me at any moment."

_Shizuo's pov:

The others might have missed it, but i didn't. That not so obvious flinch the Flea had while mentioning me. Seems like Shinra and Celty hadn't noticed it because they just stared in confusion. The blue haired man next to him frowned even more, maybe he saw.

"So tiresome." The man, 'Ash' i think, groaned before doing something shocking.

In a poof of smoke, in the blue haired man's place left a small black cat who quickly jumped into the Flea's hood.

HE. TURNED. INTO. A. CAT.

I stood there dumbly with Shinra until Celty shook her helmet and pulled us towads th group. Safe distances of course! The Flea, kid and whatever-he-is continued to chat their way to where the kid lives.

---Timeskip---

_No pov:

Izaya and the Sloth pair finally arrived at Mahiru's apartment. He would admit, it looks simple, much like it's owner.

"Wow, kid. Nice place, very different from mine." Izaya commented as he observed the rooms. "It looks simple."

Mahiru smiled. "Thanks, Izaya-san. Kuro, help me prepare a futon for your subclass." The cat lying in the fluffy hood groaned before turning human again.

'Mahiru might as well be the Servamp of Wrath with that personality. What a pain.'

While doing their own things, the trio never noticed their 'friends' spying on them from afar, narrowing their eyes suspiciously/curiously at Izaya who was smiling and laughing so carefreely.

'What exactly are you hiding, Izaya/Nii-san/Kuro?'