"Shizu-chan..." I whimpered.

'I'm right here, Izaya-kun...Just reach out your hand...'

"Shizu-chan..." I shook underneath my black and crimson bedsheets, terrified. I whimpered, biting my lip until I was sure I drew blood, and trembled violently. Goosebumps kissed my skin tenderly, reminding me of that monster's kisses. The kisses I craved but feared.

'Just reach out your hand...'

"Shizuo...Aaah!" I whimpered. Tears leaked past my eyes, and I cried helplessly, as this nightmare played past my eyes.

'Izaya-kuuuuunnnn...'

"Noooooo!" I bolted upward in bed, panting, tears streaming down my face. I turned to my right, finding the other side of my canopy bed cold and unoccupied, as it had been for many nights since he left. I don't understand the feelings raging inside me. Part of me is thrilled that demon is gone; another part aches desperately, cries and begs for his embrace every night.

'I'm right here, Izaya-kun...Just reach out your hand...'

The cool night air brushed against my skin, and I shook slightly. I turned against the opened window, and saw the face that invaded my dreams for nights.

Perfect, bleached blond hair...A fanged, demonic smile...An old, ruffled, bloodstained, slightly torn bartender suit...Golden brown eyes speckled with crimson...Gloved hands.

Mmm...So beautiful...

"Izaya-kun..." The devil himself whispered. "You've missed me."

Hypnotized by his ethereal beauty, I silently beckoned him forward. Effortlessly, he floated off the windowsill, and I was in his arms within moments.

"Shizu-chan..." I choked out, after a moment.

"Shh...I'm here. I'm right here, Izaya..." The demon's soft, deep voice whispered in a soothing, lulling purr. "I won't leave you, again."

"Shizu-chan!" I clung to him, desperate.

And so, we stayed like that, wrapped in each other's arms, and I succumbed to the demon's twisted love.

My name is Orihara Izaya...and I am the demon's pet.