Leaving You Helpless
**Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or Durarara for that matter. All rights go to the original owner.**
I really hope you guys enjoy this, I'm a nervous writer so I don't ever really post things because I'm not used to a ton of criticism. Anyways, sorry if the characters are OOC…I tried my best.
Chapter 1 (Izaya's POV)
I spun in my black, leather swivel chair, trying my absolute hardest to avoid my work. Namie, my secretary, had stopped filing paperwork to glare at me. In return I paused my spinning for but a moment and smirked.
"Izaya, shouldn't you be getting that information that weirdo requested of you?" she grumbled, slamming her hands on my desk.
"Aww, but Namie, that just sounds so…boring." I whined childishly.
"Get to work! I'm your secretary, but I will not save your ass when these people decide to kill you! I-"Namie's yelling was cut off by my door shattering into millions of splinters.
"IZAAAAYAAA-KUUUUN!" my pet monster, Shizuo, roared.
"Ah, Shizu-chan, I was beginning to get bored. Good thing you showed up~" I said in my usual sing song voice.
Shizu-chan growled and stomped over to where I sat. I simply stared up at him with my hands poised delicately on my dark brown desk. He slammed his hands down in front of mine, expecting me to flinch, but of course I didn't.
"I can't believe you told the whole Internet you had a thing for me! What part of your sick, twisted game was this, huh, Louse!" he shouted into my face.
"Shizu-chan, not everything is one of my games. Some things I really do mean." I stated.
"There's no way in Hell that you actually harbor feelings for me, Louse! I know this is just a mind g-"I cut off Shizu-chan's ranting by leaning forward and pulling him into a kiss.
I quickly pulled away with the faintest hint of a blush gracing my features. Shizuo was as bright as a tomato and I had to refrain from laughing. The only thing I was cautious about was whether that blush was anger or embarrassment.
"I-I…You…" Shizuo stuttered, trying to find the right words.
Ahh, so it was his own embarrassment…
