I was watching Ikoku Irokoi Romantan and this idea came up. I wasn't so sure about writing in first person but I did it anyways~

Nothing but the story belongs to me.

Edit: Wow I wrote this a year ago and I promise my writing has improved so I might be making some revisions to old chapters!

Today I'm getting married. She's the type of woman that every man would be lucky to have. She's intelligent, funny, talented, and has looks to match her qualities. She may have it all but there's something in the back of my head that regrets asking for her hand in marriage. I was hoping she would think about it. I was hoping she would come back and say no. I was hoping she would tell us to go out different ways. Why you ask? His face shows up everywhere I go. I have gone years with the burden of this unrequited love trying to forget it all.

Izaya Orihara.

I never expected much from him. I thought it would continue to be a hate-hate relationship. I guess along the way feelings change, and I began to grow fond of him. I grew fond of the way he wanted to get under my skin. I grew fond of his playful ways. I grew fond of that smirk he gave me every time things went his way. Don't get me wrong I never thought my first love would be a man. Even though he constantly pestered me, the way I felt about him will never change. We took a large step from throwing vending machines and playing childish pranks.

I don't know where it went wrong. I woke up one day and he was gone. He didn't leave any tracks only a pathetic note. A note I held onto all these years.

Thanks for everything. It was fun.

I don't understand why I kept a piece of paper with 6 words. Those 2 sentences will always taunt me. They will always make my heart sink, but I would never admit it to anyone. I told everyone it was okay. I didn't need Izaya or miss him. I couldn't let everyone know that the strongest man in Ikebukuro was heartbroken.

"Heiwajima Shizuo is that you? " a familiar voice called out. I looked up fearing that it was really him. The person I never wanted to see again.

"I-I-Izaya?" my voice cracked trying to find the right words to say. Trying to find a way to tell him how he ruined my life. That I spent years dating an unreasonable amount of women in hopes that one of them would make me forget about you.

"Shizu-chan! It really is you! Can I add that you look very dashing in that tuxedo" he smiled at me. His compliment could easily be a joke, but I took it anyway. "I came back to see how everyone was doing and heard there was a wedding going on. I never thought it would be you of all people getting married. Guess I showed up a little too late?" Izaya chuckled. No that isn't funny Izaya. You did come back too late. You never came back for me. I never said any of that. I stared at his face. That beautiful face of his that I wanted to reach down and kiss.

"Uh Yeah…Lucky me!" I looked down at my feet, avoiding eye contact with him.

"Hey… I hope this isn't weird of me to ask but when does your wedding start?" he made his way towards me. The way he looked at me was almost seductive. His eyes looked through me leaving me vulnerable.

"In 4 hours. She was worried that things would go wrong so I got dressed a little early. Why? Are you planning on attending? "I asked. Izaya was the last person I wanted on my guest list. That flea would ruin everything.

"No it's just that I was wondering if you'd like to get a drink? Maybe something to eat? You don't have to. I understand it's your wedding day and all but I'm leaving tomorrow so I thought it would be nice to catch up a little." Izaya spoke calmly. He's leaving tomorrow? He knows I won't say no to him. He never changes.

"I'm sorry but…"

"But…?" he repeated hopefully.

I don't know what I was thinking that day. I ended up gathering my things and leaving that blonde brute behind. Yes, he made me happy and made my bad days good ones but that's why I left. I had to. His every move that night made me shake in fear. I was afraid of being caught. He kept tossing and turning in bed with an angelic expression on his face, but I needed time to figure things out. I love all humanity and loving a human more than the rest sounds unfair. It's unlike me to prefer a single human. They're all precious to me, so I thought I was getting too close. Although, I'm not sure he really counts as human. I still love everything about him even his bad habit of smoking everywhere he goes. He has a short temper and often caused me injuries but I forgave him. That's what made him Shizuo.

I stood there watching him for awhile as he stared into space. He's still such a blockhead. The tuxedo he was wearing complimented his body and was tight in all the right places. Being the information broker I am I knew he was getting married. The woman that he's marrying doesn't deserve Shizuo's charm at all. Not while I'm around. It may be dirty of me to show up just to get him back but look at him. Shizuo needs me. I need him.

"Heiwajima Shizuo is that you!" I used a pathetic excuse just to get near him. Of course it was him; there weren't many blonde men in Ikebukuro. There was always Kida but he was much smaller than Shizuo. It was a large difference. I kept the conversation going with him complimenting his tuxedo. He looked displeased, but I expected this. I did leave him without warning and never apologized. That doesn't matter anymore that's why I'm here now. Right?

"Hey… I hope this isn't weird of me to ask but when does your wedding start?" my voice was casual. I loved to mess with Shizuo. It has been 3 years since I've seen that annoyed expression of his.

"In 4 hours. She was worried that things would go wrong so I got dressed a little early. Why? Are you planning on attending? "I couldn't believe he was making excuses for that disgusting woman. I say I love everyone but I definitely did not like her one bit.

"No it's just that I was wondering if you'd like to get a drink? Maybe something to eat? You don't have to. I understand it's your wedding day and all but I'm leaving tomorrow so I thought it would be nice to catch up a little." I lied. I definitely wouldn't be leaving tomorrow. Not with her around. I knew Shizuo would say yes if I said that. I can make up for it later.

"I'm sorry but..." Shizuo's voice was smoother than I expected. I was expecting a quick yes. He wouldn't keep me waiting would he?

"But..?" I repeated looking up at those brown eyes.

Thank you for reading! This is actually my first fanfic. Positive critique/advice is welcomed~ If I do continue this the rating might go up.