"Oh… shit…" Izaya covered his mouth.
"What now?" Namie walked to him…
"This picture… is… sexy…"
Namie pushed Izaya and looked to his computer leaning her face to the screen.
"W-who did this?"
Izaya stood up. "Who knows, I'm just exploring images and I found that."
"I wish that's seiji below me."
"Pffffft!"
Outside the apartment…
"Achoo!"
"Ohh? What's wrong Shizuo? Got a cold?
"Ehh…ahh, think so." He sniffed.
Both walked. Shizuo was behind tom following him like a bodyguard.
"Tom-san… I need to visit somebody today. Can I go home early?" tom stopped walking and turned to shizuo.
"Sure… you're unexpected though. But who's this person your going to visit?"
"Ahh… a flea living in an apartment."
Tom widened his eyes. "I… see…"
They continued to walk
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"I'M STARTING TO GET BORED!" Izaya shouted after turning off his pc.
Namie ignored Izaya this time.
"Ah~ hotpot~ hotpot! Hotpot! Hotpot! Hotpot!" Izaya said as he spin his chair.
"I wanna have hotpot tonight so firkin bad~" he sung
"Oh yeah… yeah! Aha! I know you love me! I know you care! And hotpot ever! I know you there!~!~!~!"
"Oh damnit. I'm going to make your dinner so shut the fuck up!"
Namie finally snapped and went to the kitchen.
"WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS! OHH! I AM THE CHAMPION OF THE 'BUKURO OHH!~!" he continued to sang. But Izaya almost fell from his chair when he heard a plate that crashed.
"Shut the fuck up!"
He heard his secretary from the kitchen.
"Oopsie doopsie~!" he chuckled…
"LOVE YA NAMIE-SAN~ add some beef there please~ nee~!" he cheered… but he heard no response.
He stood up and stretched and not long after. He heard Namie going out from the kitchen w/ a plate on her hand.
"That was fast." He clapped. Then namie opened the dish and almost shoved it to Izaya.
"The….. hell…. Is this…?"
"Tuna." Namie mocked, she then placed the food on his desk.
"I'll be going then. Something just came up. She walked away.
"Wait." Izaya said, namie looked.
"You think… I'll let you go w/ this?" he grabbed the food.
"This is A TUNA! I told you to cook hotpot for me darn it!"
Namie looked away and laughed.
"Stop acting like a child and learn to cook food on your own." She grabbed her bag ready to go out. But was stopped when Izaya suddenly pulled her and they both fell in the sofa.
"Ah!"
Izaya was smiling. "You're being absurd namie-san.
Namie was restrained by izaya's hands. And for some reason, she can't take her eyes off to this man.
"Namie-san." Izaya said softly. And namie waited for an answer. And her expression was the same to the picture Izaya found on the internet.
"This is the exact thing from that picture. Right?" he said.
"Except for my expression. Because I'm not really expecting you to stare at me like that."
"Just… let go of me…"
"Not yet~" he chuckled.
"Or do you have an interest to someone like me?" Namie said daring.
"Hm? Sorry, but I already have someone~! I'm taken~"
Izaya leaned closer too namie's face almost like kissing her. "And it's-"
"Flea?" shizuo entered the room and saw them.
"What the fuck is this?"
Izaya gasped… "Shi-shizu-chan!"
"What a timing Heiwajima." Namie patted izaya's head."
"He was just asking mw to have sex w/ him…" namie smiled
"Thanks for appearing. I also wanted him to stop but he's pushing me~"
Shizuo looked to Izaya.
"Fuck… you flea."
And he ran to the door.
"Ahh! W-what the! Shizu-chan! D-don't go! Ahh! Noo!"
Namie laughed on top of her lungs.
"That's the price for harassing me… bye bye! I-ZA-YA-KUN."
Namie also ran leaving Izaya on the sofa. Clueless on what will he do next.
"Haha… she owned me in real life like she did on that video… that bitch."
He said sarcastically.
