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"In today’s world, speed is everything. If you can’t charge your phone quickly enough you could get into a lot of danger. If you find that your phone isn’t charging as quickly as you want it to it probably means the outlet isn’t working.

"How are you today Izaya?" She asked quietly, keeping her eyes on the ground.

Of all the illegal activities Akane had been privy to in her short life, this kidnapping was probably one of the strangest. It began when a car pulled up beside the little princess on her way home and a man in a suit rolled down the window. He openly revealed himself to be a member of the Tsunohazu syndicate and then requested that the lady Awakusu please enter the vehicle. Akane's first instinct was to break into a sprint, but when the man mentioned Shiki by name she felt obliged to proceed.

Once she'd taken a seat and strapped herself in, the yakuza agent explained to her, apologetically, that strictly this was not an abduction.

"To put it as simply as I can, Akane-sama, the Awakusu-Kai is under attack." He'd elaborated.

The Awakusu-Kai was well aware of the situation's catalyst and it had already been neutralized. However, the effects had yet to evaporate. It became clear to the little princess that she and her entire family were in mortal danger for the next five to six hours, and at the moment the safest place for her was actually within a different yakuza. As the Tsunohazu group still owed the Awakusu-Kai an apology for meddling in one of its purchases, it had been volunteered for the duty.

"We are dreadfully sorry for the inconvenience, Akane-sama. I swear you will be returned to your family as soon as possible."

Akane herself had no real opinion on the matter. As the car drove further and further from Ikebukuro, she'd been permitted to call Shiki on her cell phone. He'd attested to the Tzunohazu yakuza's claims, and that was enough for her. Still, she couldn't help feeling like an ant in a kitchen. Yakuza, treaties, plots, fallouts, assassinations- these words could only hold so much meaning for a ten-year-old girl. After thirty minutes of aimless driving, she was more irritated that she wouldn't have time to finish her homework.

Finally the black car came to a halt. Akane allowed herself to be shepherded outside and onto a pier. The sea breeze ruffled her uniform and lifted her hair from her shoulders, rubbing a chill against her skin. Upon noticing her discomfort, the Tzunohazu gentleman felt urged to point out:

"We're taking you to the most secure location we have, Akane-sama. At the moment, we are keeping someone there for the Awakusu-Kai, so we apologize again for the inconvenience."

Akane wished he'd stop apologizing and give her something to eat. She'd missed her after school snack. He escorted her onto the deck of a homely-looking yacht. With no other course of action available, Akane simply followed him until he stopped walking. 

"In here, Akane-sama."

She was just on the verge of telling him to drop the honorific when he opened the door and ushered her inside. 

"Please wait here. I will return shortly." 

And then he shut the door in her face. 

The little princess sighed, dropping her backpack at her ankles. At least it was comfortable in here. She turned and examined her surroundings. First to catch her eye was the lush bed in the center of the room, adorned with pillows and a delicious comforter. Just looking at it made her sleepy. Besides for that, she spied a desk, an array of potted plants, a heater, and a young man bound with duct tape. 

Akane's blood ran cold and she uttered a whimper. What was this? His wrists and ankles were tightly constricted with what appeared to be three yards of silver tape, a decent amount of which had been splayed over his mouth. Honestly, it looked as though he'd been swept into a corner and forgotten. The little princess dared to move closer. She nibbled on her bottom lip and drew her curled fists closer to her body, trembling with fear. Was he even alive? Why would they be so cruel as to lock her in here with a dead body!

But the last shock was still to come. His head rotated slowly on his neck, wobbling as though he wasn't quite sure how to balance it. Akane froze, watching his movements like a field mouse watches a hawk. The man blinked sluggishly and then rested his eyes on hers.

Akane knew those eyes.

"I- I -Izaya-onii-chan?!"

For a few moments, she simply stood rooted to the spot. What in the world was he doing here? Why was he all tied up? Akane had ten thousand questions to ask-

She scurried to his side, nearly tripping over her numb feet. Fortunately, she remembered to remove his gag before asking him anything, but was somewhat hesitant to actually carry it out...

"Er, I'm sorry, Onii-chan-" She squeaked apologetically before taking a corner of the tape in her fingers and pulling on it. She tried to pull it all off at once, but she failed. Instead it took several sharp tugs to completely tear the duct tape from his mouth.

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It was moments like this one that made her feel safe. Akane hadn't felt safe in a long time, a couple of months if she could remember correctly. It seemed that ever since she'd put down her phone, her father's enemies were peeling out of the walls. And even after she discounted all the people who wished to harm her family, what about the family itself? Her uncles were murderers. Her father was a liar and an outlaw. 

Nakura was right. She had no future there. 

But now, curled on the sofa, sandwiched between Izaya and a quilt, Akane began to think differently. It was difficult to see much in the darkness of the sitting room, but Akane understood that he was asleep. Glancing at the digital numbers flickering beneath the television, the little princess surmised they'd both been sleeping on the couch for a while. It was already past midnight.

Akane wrapped her arms around him and snuggled closer, laying her head in the crook of his neck. Izaya was her big brother; he would protect her. Tomorrow he would help her find Heiwajima Shizuo. Everything was going to be fine in the end. The little princess blinked up at him, her eyelashes tickling his jaw. Izaya stirred lightly.

She leaned up and planted the tiniest kiss on his cheek.

A peaceful night hanging around near Sunshine sixty quickly turned sour as he turned with an immediant scowl across his brows. The blond had heard footsteps coming not too far from behind him. He shifted his gaze left and then slightly towards a bush on the right. It was starting to get darker and he wasn't ready to go home just yet. While he had spent quite a while walking alone already, the thought of returning to an empty apartment again only served to further dampen his mood. Shaking his head, he started off uphill towards the nearest shop only to pause his actions as he heard a light chuckle. He had a vague idea of who it might be but didn't particularily feel like sticking around to find out.

Placing both hands in his pockets, he walked onwards with his head downcast. It was obvious that he was in a gloomy mood and simply wanted to be left alone, however it didn't seem as though he was going to be getting any peace of mind this night. By now, the sky had gone completely black and had it not been for the streetlights, the teen would be completely blind in the darkness. The blackness of the night impaired his vision, though only slightly, it was hard to make certain things out from a distance. He soon realized just how late it had gotten, he had stayed out much later then he intended to and he knew being alone late at night in the city of Ikebukuro was never a good thing.

Hearing footsteps once again, he quickened his pace as he began walking forward again, only to stop briefly as he heard the sound quickly getting closer. Not wasting any amount of time, he then broke into a run and ran as fast as he could to the other side of the city. By now, he was long out of breath and held onto a railing a few feet off the ground. He stood panting, fear entering his soft brown eyes as he turned his head hearing the set of footsteps approach him.

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