Shizuo Heiwajima was trying to live a normal life. That is until a girl from his graduating class turns up one night. Will he be able to resist her graceful charm, or will he fall victim to her spell.
"Everything happens for a reason." She looked at me and smiled a bit. "And now that you know my secret, you own me." She giggled and skipped away from me, like I had asked her to prom or something. That was the last time I ever saw Kiyori Morishita.
"Shizuo-chan!" That annoying voice called out my name. Izaya. God I hate him.
"What do you want?" I said, my eyebrow twitching.
"There's a girl who just came into town... I think you might know her." He smirked and looked at me deviously.
I knew I'd just end up in a fight, so I walked back to my apartment building. I walked in, to be greeted by silence and an eerie feeling.
I had just finished my dishes when i heard a knock at my door. I had changed into a pair of jeans and my green hoodie from high school. I'm suprised it still fits. I walks over and opened the door to see a pair of bright green eyes, and a mass of blond, pink, and blue hair.
"Shizuo..." My breath caught in my throat.
"Morishita." She was soaked. Her green hoodie, the one I bought her as a graduation present, dripped on to the halway floor. Her sneakers where off and in her hands. She was wearing bright pink shorts, and no socks. She never wore socks. I stepped aside. and without saying anything she quietly slipped inside.
"I have some spare clothes." I walked into my room and found a red sweater and some of my old boxer shorts. I walked out and handed them to her. "You can change in my room."
She silently nodded and walked into the room closing the door. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed some of the left over pizza, and put it on a plate. She came out with her sopping wet clothes. We said nothing as I took them and threw them in the wash. There wasn't a need, but maybe it would help kill the silence a bit. I sat on the couch as she poked at the pizza.
"Shizuo I..." She stopped herself.
"Why are you here?" My voice was colder than I intended.
She hesitated... a minute passed. "I was in town and-" I stopped her.
"Thats the lamest excuse you could think of?" She giggled and looked at me, with that goofy lopsided grin of hers. It disapeared as she started to talk
"I was taking care of my mother... when she left the stove on. I was at work, and she fell asleep waiting for the tea to finish... The house caught on fire. I got home, and the first thing I saw was her lying on the stretcher... half of her body burnt. I had to leave. I found my self in shibuya, then back here." She pulled her knees to her chest. "This was the adress Izaya gave me. He said the person living here would take me in. If i had know it was you I..." I cut her off, putting my finger to her mouth.
"Kiyori... You left me, after saying you were mine." I looked at her, a thousand emotions swimming in her eyes. "That doesn't mean I wouldn't help you." I pulled her close to me. We stayed like that... a minute passed. Then five. And before either of us knew it, we were both asleep on the couch. I held her close to my chest.