Izaya stared at his mother for a moment as he tried not to laugh at Kyouko's proposition. He had to force himself to consider what she was asking of him. He was twenty-three years old – nearing twenty-four – and she pulls this one him now of all times. It was probably terrifying for the poor girl, but to him it was hilarious. His mother wanted to arrange a marriage for him!
"What's her name?" Izaya couldn't help the smirk that found its way to his lips.
"Himatsu Chiya," she told him hesitantly.
"I've seen her once when she was fourteen," His father, Shirou spoke up, "she was a beautiful young girl."
"Uh-huh." Izaya said nodding at them.
"It'll be both of your choices in the end." Kyouko said to him with a gentle smile.
"Aren't the Himatsu's your potential business partners?" Izaya asked his father with a smirk, "You wouldn't sell out your own child for their wealth would you?"
"Iza-chan you know that your father and I both want you to be happy and –"
"You don't think I'm happy with my life?" Izaya said chuckling, "I just thought you really wanted grandchildren."
"Will you at least consider what we're asking you?" Shirou asked his son.
"I'll think about it," He said as Namie walked over and set tea down for them all, "can you tell me anything about her?"
"She was in track and field in high school, her eyes are blue, and her hair is just as dark as yours." His father started to name things off.
"How old is she?" Izaya asked and his parents shifted nervously.
"She's nineteen years old." His mother spoke up. Izaya was actually surprised by that since the girl wasn't even considered as an adult yet in Japan. It was odd that they would want him to marry someone four years younger than him, although the age thing wasn't what was bothering him.
"That's considerably young don't you think?" Izaya said skeptically.
"She'll be turning twenty in a month just as you'll be turning twenty-four." Shirou said and Izaya grimaced at hearing how old he was compared to the girl he'd never even met.
"That's still a four years difference." Izaya said even though he thought age was just a number.
"If you don't want to this you don't have to." His mother said after sipping on some tea, "It's completely your choice."
"Set up a…" Izaya sighed at his next word, "… date between us then."
His mother became ecstatic over his words and his father just smiled. Izaya was thinking of all the ways he could use this to his advantage. He thought of the look on Chiya's face when he left at the altar.
Chiya wasn't very happy about the whole Mi-ai wedding idea her parents wanted her to go along with. It wasn't like she had anyone that she loved so she went along with it just to please her parents. The thing was that she planned on making this guy hate her guts so in the end he wouldn't want to marry her. She would start the plan when she met him on the date. The problem was getting there since this idiot wouldn't leave her alone.
"Will you please leave me alone?" Chiya said angrily to the dark haired man that was walking backwards as he faced her.
"Aw, come on, just tell me your name." he said pouting at her and she sighed.
"Will you leave me alone if I tell you my name?" she asked and he smirked.
"Maybe~…" he said almost flirtatiously.
"Himatsu Chiya." She said and his smirk grew into a toothy grin.
"So where are you going?" he asked friendlily.
"On a… date." She said grimacing slightly.
"What a lucky guy," he said smiling at her, "he must be very happy to have such a beauty on his arm."
"Uh…" she looked away unsure of why she wanted to tell him about this, "… actually I've never met him before."
"Really?" He said to her, "What's his name?"
"Orihara Izaya," she said and he smirked even more, "I really don't want to meet him though."
"Why?" he asked her s if he were really concerned with her life.
"It's none of your business." She snapped, "I don't even know you, so stop talking to me."
"Okay then," he said smiling at her as she stood there with her arms folded across her chest as she glared at him, "I'll see you later."
He quickly kissed her forehead before turning around and jogging down the street. Chiya stood there blinking at his retreating figure. She was promised to another man and this guy just walks up and kisses her forehead. Who the hell did he think he was?
"He just kissed your forehead." she imagined what her best friend would say to her, "Calm down your acting like an idiot."
Shaking her head Chiya began to walk in the direction she had been heading, which happened to be the same way that weirdo had gone. She felt nervous about meet Orihara Izaya since her parents wanted her to marry him, but it was mostly his choice, she would have hardly any say in the situation. She had to make him hate her. It wasn't like she had anyone she was in love with, or anything remotely close to that. Chiya just wanted to pick who she was going to love and not have him picked for her.
When she reached the restaurant that he had picked for their date she saw a big black man standing outside the place. She could tell he worked for the place from his uniform so she walked up to him. She could tell that some people were afraid of him as he tried to hand fliers to people, but he seemed harmless to her. It could've been that she had a cousin that was around his height and unusually tall people didn't freak her out, or that she was just a good judge of character.
"You like sushi?" he asked her and she smiled and nodded at him, "Then come, come." The tall man led her into the restaurant and she looked around nervously. She had no idea what Orihara looked like and the Black Russian man noticed her looking around. "You look for good seat?"
"Uh, no, I'm actually looking for someone…" she said suddenly nervous.
"Who your friend?" he asked her very gently since he noticed how nervous she was.
"Orihara Izaya." He blinked at her for a moment in surprise.
"What trouble are you in?" he asked with concern for her.
"What do you mean trouble?" Chiya asked in confusion.
"You no need to see him, he not good for good girl." He said to her and she furrowed her brow.
"I'm here for a date with him," she said folding her arms across her chest unhappily, "he's my fiancé."
"Oh…" he blinked at her in slight shock, "… come with me."
He walked over and slid open a door to a private booth and then helped Chiya inside. She sat down and then looked up at the guy in front of her with a cocky smile and then her face dropped. Orihara Izaya was that annoying guy that kept talking to her.
"Well this just keeps getting better and better…" she thought bitterly.
"You're Orihara Izaya." She said frowning at him.
"Yes I am." Izaya said smiling at her as if she hadn't said that in a condescending sort of way.
"How the hell did you know it was me?" she asked him as she folded her arms across her chest unhappily.
"I looked you up online." He said to her smirking as usual, "You like to run competitively, and we both like the same kind of sushi."
"What are you? A professional stalker?" she said narrowing her eyes at him.
"No, I just wanted to know what to talk about before I met you." He said smiling but letting hurt come to his voice. It was fake, of course; but he had to put on a good front if he ever wanted to her fall for him.
"Yeah whatever." She said grumpily.
"You know you weren't this grumpy until you knew who I was." He said smirking at her.
"So?" she said looking away from him and frowning. He smiled and looked her over while her head was turned. She was strikingly beautiful, like one of the few girls that didn't pay attention to him in high school. She was a classic beauty too, she had her natural dark hair, and she was paler than normal. She had plump light pink lips that had a permanent pout to them. She was very beautiful which only made future things, like kissing, easier for him.
Her beauty also had its disadvantages for him, since
She was obviously stuck up and was used to guys hitting on her as his little test had shown. It wasn't a surprise of course, but he also figured she was playing hard to get. He wondered if she had someone else she was in love with and she didn't want to do this because of that. From what he had found on her she hadn't had a boyfriend. Ever. It wouldn't be too much of a shocker if she turned out to be lesbian but he hoped not.
"So… what have your past boyfriends been like?" He asked and her head snapped back in his direction and he wondered if she was going to have whiplash.
"I… I've never had a boyfriend." She said shyly.
"Here's your sushi." Simon said smiling as he sat two plates of otoro on the table.
"Thanks Simon-san." Izaya said with a smile.
"Is she really your fiancée?" he asked Izaya in Russian.
"Yes, I'm guessing she told you?" he asked in Russian and Simon nodded.
"I'd like to be a part of the conversation too you know." Chiya said pouting at them.
"Oh, very sorry, I did not mean to offend you." Simon said to her.
"It's okay," she said smiling at him sweetly, "thank you for the sushi, Simon-san right?"
"Yes, you are very welcome." He said smiling back at her.
"It's nice to meet you." She said and Izaya couldn't help but smile at seeing her sweeter side.
"Nice meeting you too." He said and then walked away from them.
"It's good to see that you're not an ice queen." Izaya said and she scowled at him.
"I take it you've dated a few ice queens in your time?" she said snidely.
"No, but my secretary isn't the nicest person in the world." He said with a sigh.
"Why keep her around then?" She said with a bored expression.
"She does a good job and she's trustworthy." He said honestly.
"Well since you asked me about my non-existent past boyfriends, what about yours?" she asked and he smiled.
"I've never dated a man." He said to her and she opened her mouth in surprise and then shook her head.
"You know what I meant." She said obviously angry although she looked away to smile at the joke.
"I've been on dates with girls but nothing serious." He said to her and she looked back at him with a cocked brow.
"Was there something wrong with them or was it you?" she asked him and he laughed. He might be faking his emotions but he could tell some truth to the girl.
"I never asked them out, it was always them doing the asking," He said thinking of all the sluts that gave it up on the first date when he was younger, "I had no interest in them but just agreed for the heck of it I guess, what about you, I mean does anyone ask you out?"
"Yeah," she said with a shrug, "I always turn them down though."
"Why?" he asked and she blinked at him as the question caught her off guard, but then she smirked at him.
"I had no interest in them." She said and he smiled at his own words reflected back at him.
"I was fearing you'd say something like 'because I'm secretly lesbian,' or something like that." He said and she pouted at him.
"Are you saying I look butch to you?" she said with hurt in her voice as she continued to pout at him.
"You're kidding right?" he said with a laugh, "You're one of the prettiest women I've ever seen or do you not own a mirror?"
"Thanks," she said as a light blush actually came to her cheeks, "You're not so bad yourself."
"Thanks." He said even though he thought it sounded more like an insult than a compliment.
"So, were you into sports in high school?" she asked him with slight curiosity.
"I was in middle school but I had…" he paused to think how he could say 'I went from being prefect to being accused of stabbing my friend,' in a way she wouldn't think was weird, "… some problems and had to stop."
"Medical problems?" she asked cocking her head to the side for a moment.
"No, I wanted to focus more on school than sports." He lied quickly and she nodded with a smile.
"I knew a few kids that had a hard time balancing their school work with sports." She said with a shrug.
"I kind of gave it up so I could have more of a social life." It wasn't really a lie since Izaya gave up sports to watch his beloved humans and start gathering information as an informant.
"I guess not having one helps with that…" she mumbled as looked at her hands.
"Oh come on, you had to of had at least one friend." He said and she smiled and nodded.
"I do, her name is Haruki." She said to him, "She's one of those blunt and straight to the point kind of people."
"I know a guy like that." He said thinking of Shizu-chan, "I can't stand him."
"Yeah, but sometime those kinds of people are the only ones that are totally honest with you." She said to him with a smile. Izaya noticed that she had changed from being mean and rude to nice. Izaya was glad that he could make himself into a like able guy which seemed to have brought her out a little more.
"Yeah, he's pretty honest to me." He said smirking at how comical it was to him. Shizu-chan was honest about hating him and wanting him dead.
"Do you have any other friends?" she asked and he almost started laughing at how she thought he was talking about one of his friends.
"Yeah, one other." He said smiling, "His name is Shinra."
"I guess you have one more friend than I do." She said to him smiling.
"Maybe you can meet mine sometime." He said to her with a smile, "so after this would you like me to walk you home or would you like to go for a walk in the park?"
"I can walk myself home, thanks." She said and he sighed.
"Sorry, but I insist I walk you home." He said and she rolled her eyes.
"Why?" she asked him.
"Ikebukuro isn't a safe place to walk around after dark." He told her and she nodded.
"Fine," Chiya said and he smiled happily, "but I don't like in Ikebukuro so you'll only have to walk me to the car park where my car is."
"Okay." He said with a shrug.
Chiya wanted to hate Orihara, but she found it strangely easy to talk to him. He was funny too; he cracked a couple jokes as they walked down the street. He wasn't as horrible as she'd hoped he'd be, actually he wasn't horrible at all. He was actually nice, although he did dress a little odd, but his looks made up for that.
Chiya would never admit it to Orihara, but she thought he was cute, and if it weren't for the engagement thing, they'd probably be friends. However, she was supposed to hate him, and not be laughing at his jokes… and smiling happily. Chiya mentally face-palmed herself for actually liking him for a moment.
Where her plan to act like a total ** had gone, she didn't know, but somewhere it had gone from I-want-to-hate-you to I-kinda-like-you. She hated trying to hide her emotions so she just gave up. They could be friends right? They didn't really have to go along with this ridiculous engagement! They could be friends… maybe.
"I guess this is goodbye." Chiya said to Orihara.
"Goodbye?" he said with a laugh, "I believe there will be a second date."
"But I was kind of mean." She said and he smiled as he realized it really was an act.
"Ah, but when you were being nice it was enjoyable to be around you." he said to her with a smile as he cocked his head to the side, "plus your absolutely beautiful." He quickly bent down and pecked Chiya on the cheek and she jumped back in shock, "aw, don't be so jumpy Chiya-chan."
"Please don't call me that, Orihara-san." She said and he smiled.
"Call me Izaya." He said to her.
"Okay, please don't call me that, Izaya-san." She said blankly.
"Then what do you want me to call you?" he asked since most people he called by a personal honorific usually just cringed.
"You can use the proper honorific." She said and he smirked.
"It is the proper honorific since technically you are my girlfriend right now." He said matter-of-factly.
"Whatever," she said rolling her eyes at him before opening her car door, "I guess I'll have to see you again."
"Well don't sound so sad about it," he said to her as they stood there leaning against the car, "I promise the next one will come soon."
"Oh joy…" she grumbled rolling her eyes which gave him another chance to steal a quick peck on the cheek, "Will you stop doing that?"
"Only until next time." He said walking away from the car, leaving her there flustered and angry.
"Damn it," she grumbled to herself as she got into her car, "why's he have to be so…" she grumbled as she tried to think of a word to describe how he acted, "… attractive."
Ladybug's Ramble: I had to kidnap my friends's computer to to get this on here! I hope your happy Bree! I think I may have made Simon OOC but oh well.. he was just trying to warn her that Izaya is... well Izaya. tell mee if you enjoyed the 1st chapter~! Ladybug out~!