So this is just an idea i've had for a while so I figured that I'd get it out of my system. I hope you all enjoy it and please leave comments and concerns! Thanks for reading!

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He had, had his crimson eyes on her since their sophomore year at Raira, she was interesting for sure. But it wasn't like she was anything special, not at all. There were millions of girls in the world with the same mahogany colored hair. Thousands of people were born with green eyes. And freckled cheeks are not an uncommon characteristic. She wasn't very tall, but not very short. She wasn't stick thin, but she was small. Technically speaking she was a pretty girl, pretty enough to catch the eye but not enough to be considered gorgeous. She was a smart girl, but she wouldn't be considered a genius. No, Izaya's Nata-chan was nothing special, yet ever since he met her he had been obsessed with the idea of making her his. Forever.

Eight years ago..

Natalia wasn't too worried about starting school in a new country. Ever since her family moved away from her home country of Russia when she was seven, every couple years she would be uprooted and thrust into a new country with new customs and a new language. She traveled from Russia to Spain, then almost immediately to France, then to Scotland, then to Ireland, and finally Japan. She was never good with math and sciences, but she was always very adept at languages and picked them up quickly. But even so, she chooses to speak only when necessary or when she deems her input important enough.

Her family had moved to Ikebukuro during the summer break between freshman and sophomore year, giving her a chance to adjust to her new environment before being thrown into school. She chose to stick to herself when exploring the city, she didn't want anyone else's opinions muddling what she thought of Ikebukuro. Though she normally didn't seek out other's company, she would warmly accept those that wanted hers. Natalia did however become close with one Kishitani Shinra. He noticed her chatting with Simon outside of Russia Sushi in their native tongue and quickly became intrigued with her multilingual knowledge. So he struck up a conversation and deemed himself her official tour guide.

The quirky boy kindly 'showed her the ropes' as he put it and helped her with her Japanese. Natalia didn't mind his zaniness, she realized that it balanced her being somewhat of an introvert. A couple weeks into their friendship Shinra introduced her to his Dullahan friend Celty, and the three of them spent the summer together. A bonus was that Shinra would also be attending Raira as well, so at least Natalia would be starting school with a friend.

For the first few weeks of school Natalia was content. Shinra helped her with any problems she had academically, her Japanese had greatly improved, and her life was peaceful. Nothing too terrible occurred, but there was never any real excitement either. Life was balanced.

However life has a way of throwing its inhabitants off kilter.

During the lunch hour Shinra, Natalia, and Shizuo sat out in the courtyard, the weather was beautiful so Shinra exclaimed that the trio should switch up their boring routine of eating in the cafeteria and take a trip outside. Shizuo just grunted a response and followed after their eccentric friend and Natalia quietly trailed behind, smiling to herself that Shinra had seemingly read her mind and voiced her silent thoughts to go outside.

While Shinra and Shizuo charged ahead, Natalia took her time walking out to the court yard, preferring to take a few minutes alone to reflect on a translation of an Emily Dickinson poem that her teacher had just given the class to annotate. She must have fallen too far behind because soon her two friends turned a corner up ahead and were no where no longer in her sights. She sighed to herself and quickened her pace hoping to catch up. Natalia was still deep in thought when she rounded the corner and slammed into someone suddenly.

Natalia gasped, green eyes opened wide in shock and she reeled backwards. But moving backwards so quickly made her lose her footing on the slick tile and she stumbled back. She would have spilled onto the floor but an arm snaked its way around her waist and held her steady. When she realized that she was no longer falling the Russian girl slowly brought herself to look up at the person she had run into and was we met with a raven haired boy with strange reddish brown eyes smirking down at her. Blood rushed into her cheeks and she was sure that her blush was as red as a cherry. The boy chuckled at her embarrassed expression.

"Well now, you seem to have gotten yourself into an awkward situation, ne?" The boys grin widened and leaned in closer to her face, appearing to revel in her ever reddening cheeks. She did like the look he was giving her, he looked like lion about to pounce on its prey. It was unsettling.

"It is only awkward if you make it so." She replied, her Russian accent shining through, the boy made a mental note to find out more about where this girl came from and looked at her for a moment trying to read her. He chuckled lightly. He decided he would test her a little bit and see how long it would take for him to 'make it so'. The dark haired boy used his free hand to play with Natalia's hair. When straightened her brown hair would barely brush her shoulders, but she had naturally pin curl hair so it hung just below her chin. He gently tugged on an individual curl and took pleasure when he noticed she uncomfortably bit her lower lip. He just kept grinning.

"You have the most pretty pink lips!" He exclaimed and got eve closer to her face, his grin stretching so far he looked like the Cheshire cat. Then he started again in a more seductive voice, "You know those are the kinda lips that I-"

"I am very sorry I ran into you, but if you are just trying to get a rise out of me i do not have time, I have people waiting on me." The boy was slightly surprised that this seemingly shy girl was brazen enough to call him out, but of course he would never show it. The boy smirked and slowly detached from the small girl, making sure that his hand trailed down her lower back when he released her in his last attempts to frazzle her. Then he put his hands up in surrender

"Don't let me keep you then miss...?"

"Natalia Rasputin." She told him smoothly.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Nata-chan." He spoke in a low, husky voice. Do doubt in attempt to charm her then took her hand in his and lightly kissed the back of her hand. Natalia blushed but didn't break eye contact with the strange boy.

"Well it's been real! I'll definitely be seeing you again." He released her hand began to skip down the hall in the direction of the cafeteria.

"Wait!" Natalia called out remembering something important. The boy spun around with a curious look on his face and back tracked a couple steps closer to her.

"You never said your name." He gave her small smile that looked less malicious then the previous ones he had shown her.

"Orihara Izaya." He said proudly. She nodded and he made his way down the now empty hallway.

When she did make it to the courtyard for lunch the two boys had stationed themselves at one of the wooden picnic tables. Shinra questioned her on what took her so long while Shizuo just sipped at his milk vaguely aware of their conversation. Natalia blushed when she recalled the odd encounter to her friend, but non the less filled him in. Shinra listened silently and took in her whole story like he was listening to a lecture in class. He was always like that though when people talked to him, he vigorously payed attention.

"So who was this guy, do you know?" Shinra inquired.

"He said his name was Izaya Orihara." I answered. Shinra became uncharacteristically pale and Shizuo who had been zoned out since Natalia sat down, bolted straight up out of his seat and towered over the green eyed girl.

"Orihara. Izaya!?" He growled angrily. "You shouldn't be talking to that flea!" Natalia cringed away from her blonde friend, she knew he would never use his impressive strength against her, but it pained her to see her friend so furious and the dark aura that practically radiated from him unnerved her. Shizuo sighed when he saw her reaction and backed down a bit.

"Izaya isn't someone that you should associate yourself with. He's a sick psychopathic monst-"

"Shizu-chan it isn't nice to talk about someone behind their back!" Izaya mocked in a sing-song voice with his ever present smirk on his face. Shizuo growled something incoherently and reached for wooden table that Natalia and Shinra were sitting on. Natalia was slower than Shinra to realize what Shizuo was about to do and quickly pulled Natalia away from the scene. Izaya and Shizuo had recently been at each other's throats lately and it wouldn't be safe for them to stand too closely. Natalia didn't resist Shinra and let him pull her off to the side as Shizuo chucked the table at his foe. Izaya just swiftly danced out of the way, flashing what looked like a pocket knife out of his pocket. The two went at it for a couple minutes before noticed his new friend and waved amiably to her.

"Oh Nata-chan long time no see! I told you we would meet up again!" The raven haired teen sent her a wink and she just stared back at him big with doe eyes as Shizuo went on a rampage.

"IZA-YAAA!"

Natalia didn't know what to think about her returning to Ikebukuro. After high school she had gone to college away from Tokyo to study languages. She brushed up on the other languages she knew and learned a little bit of English. And when she graduated she had already set up a job or herself as an translator for a major international clothing corporation and found a small apartment in the city. She was excited for the new chapter in her life that was about to begin, but a bit nervous to revisit an old one.

Over the years she had kept in touch with her old classmates Shinra and Shizuo, and even Celty would her an email every once in a while. No, it wasn't them she was nervous about seeing. If she could Natalia would avoid him at all costs, but she knew that was an impossible thing to hope for. He made it clear a long time ago that she was his and nothing would ever change that. Her fate was already planned out for her so to speak.

She played with the small ring on her left hand. He had told her that he picked the gem because it matched her eyes. It was a simple delicate silver band with a small emerald that rested in the center. He had made a big deal about when he gave it to her. He had drug her to Russia Sushi after graduation for a 'date' and when they were finished he took her to the middle of the street and got down on one knee and had proudly shown her his ring. To all of the observers who were giddily watching, it looked like a sweet wedding proposal with a young and in love couple. But to Natalia it wasn't as charming as it looked. He had spoke in a low voice so that no one could hear his exact words. She remembered every detail so clearly.

"No matter where you go Natalia, I will be with you." He started, "Even if you don't realize it. No matter how many boys you date, I will be the man that you come home to. No matter what you do, you are mine and mine alone." For once he didn't have a feline grin on his face, but instead he wore a soft expression of compassion. "Since the first day I met you, you were mine. Never forget that." Then he stood up to his full height, maybe more than a head taller than her, and gently slid his ring onto her finger. He knew that she didn't love him like he loved her and he knew that she didn't completely trust that he could love just one specific human. But as long as he had claimed her, the rest could fall into play. He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, lingering there for a few moments. Before he moved away, in a timid voice she ask what was she supposed to do with the ring. She felt him smile against her forehead and he murmured that she was to never take it off.

Then he gently tilted her chin upward and boldly kissed her for the first time in front of all of Ikebukuro. It was chaste, he didn't try to pull anything, just a simple kiss on the lips. She remembered he smelt like fatty tuna, but it wasn't unpleasant. There was tingling sensation in the pit of her stomach and she chalked it off as embarrassment and shock. Sure Izaya always flirted with her and talked about how she was going to have his children and sure he would hug her and hold her hand, but never had he actually kissed her.She was unsure of how to respond to his sudden affection so she waited patiently for him to pull away.There were cheers and clapping form their 'audience' and Natalia's cheeks turned that lovely cheery red that he had grown to love.

Natalia was afraid to meet the man who had forced her into engagement. She could try to hide from him, but she had learned that he became an information broker and knew that she didn't stand a chance. When he wanted her, Izaya would find her.

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