flea bitten | izaya + sasuke
travelinguchihaâ:
â @ikebukurobroker  | orihara, izaya â
     SASUKE SUPPOSED IT WAS A GOOD TIME TO LOOK AT WHAT THE NEIGHBORHOODS OUTSIDE OF THE PRECINCT HAS TO OFFER. He speaks this not as a cop, but as a normal citizen with a life outside of work. As much as he liked being a cop, he also prefers the quiet of being just a normal person. Normal. That word sounded so foreign in his mind and his tongue. When has Sasuke Uchiha ever been normal? The idea sounded like a far cry from what he truly wasâand he wasnât sure if he was supposed to be bothered by that or relish in the moment. But heâd think about that later on.
For now, he would find enjoyment in walking through the streets of Jokeo. Though it was the lower end of the district, Sasuke liked being in the neighborhood. It reminded him of how Konoha used to be in a way. Not run down per sĂŠ, but it was busy. Busy with shops and kids running around playing while the adults would scold them for almost tripping over goods and merchandise they were selling at the time. It reminded him that, yes, he was capable of going back to simpler times without being haunted by his past.
As he traversed through the neighborhood, he took a look around to study the place. He noted where all the alleyways were, and where some were dead ends and the others opened. It was a habit he had picked up on when he was still a child. After always following Itachi, he had come to form observational habits that ended up saving him on multiple missions and escapades back then. It even proved useful at this job, which he had no doubts with at all. Itachi had thought him well, and he was grateful for that. Clicking his tongue to repress the memory, he trudges on. Wondering if thereâs new things in Jokeo that was worth looking into. Time was in his hands, after all.
Especially when he saw something that said Flea Market.
Oh, he has to see this. Clever name, but heâll see if the owner is just as clever.
  Izaya clicked away at his new computer, sorting out his notes and information that he had gathered these past few days since arriving in wonderland. There wasnât much as he had hoped when it came to Wonderlandâs true mystery, the cursed Mirror, but he had enough from the history of this place as well as photos and minor information on people of wonderland and those who had been dragged in from different worlds. But even that minor data was lacking, the only biggest file he had at the moment was on Adachi, but he was the easiest at the moment and also the hardest to gather info from at the moment.
  He had been in the process of updating that dumb cops folder when he heard someone coming in. He turned in his chair towards the door, he was glad he had finished setting up his little office to match almost exactly his old office back in Shinjuku. On the outside the place looked like crap, but inside it was spotless and pristine, just how he liked it~
  As soon as the male entered, Izaya was able to quickly place a name with the face. Sasuke Uchiha, one of the many unfortunate (or maybe fortunate he wasnât sure yet) people to be dragged into Wonderland. He didnât really know much besides a name, and that he was a cop. It would hopefully change soon though.
   âWell hello there Officer Uchiha~ Is there anything I can help you with sir?â
