Cheating Fate

Chapter 4

"Damn it..." Izaya groaned, staring blankly at the empty chat on his computer. "What is it now, Izaya? You've been acting weird, lately." Namie commented, staring at her boss, as if expecting him to pour out all of his life's secrets to her. "Awwww, you really do care about me! I'm so happy!" Izaya spared his secretary a glance, smiling at her annoyed expression.

"Don't mistake my intentions. I don't care about you, I just care about when I'm going to get my next paycheck." Namie dead panned, as she brushed a stray string of ebony hair out of her eyes. Izaya chuckled at this, expecting none less out of his heartless secretary.

Namie huffed and spun on her heel, walking back towards the couch to sort out a pile of files he had left her. Izaya turned back to his computer, but only stared blankly at the screen, as he began thinking about the night before again. 'Tsk, I never did ask him why he decided to save me even if he was the one to make me drown in the first place. Seems like Shizu-chan's just as unpredictable as ever. He knows one of my weaknesses now... well, this sucks...' Izaya frowned, taking a sip out of the coffee Namie had handed him, earlier, as he spun on his computer chair, in thought.

'Wait! This is Shizu-chan we're talking about. He's too stupid to use someone's weakness against them, that or too stupidly kind... Nah, let's go with the former, makes me feel more amused,' he thought, closing his eyes as he hummed in slight satisfaction, finishing his coffee. That did little to help his exhausted, stiff body, however, and Izaya sighed, musing a bit.

'My mind is tired. My body is tired. I'm tired. But... I don't want to sleep.' Izaya stopped his thinking for a moment and stared blankly at the empty chat room up on his computer. "Staring isn't gonna get any work done." Namie's voice came from behind him, making the informant tense, slightly. "Dang, I didn't see you there, you scared me Namie-chaaaaaaaan~!"

"Your voice is irritating. You look like you're about to fall asleep, too. Here's some more coffee." Namie shoved the cup of hot coffee at him, black, like he liked it, earning a nod of thanks from the raven. Izaya took a big gulp of the bitter substance, before turning his head and speaking. "Ne, Namie? Could you do me a favor? Ah, yes, of course you will." Izaya answered for her, smirking. "What do you want now?" "Can you tell me what it means to have a dream reoccur repeatedly?" The question was abrupt and Namie blinked, slowly, narrowing her eyes in thought, before she took a seat on the couch, crossing her legs.

Izaya got up, taking his coffee with him, before taking a seat next to her, as if to tell her silently she had his full attention. "Well... I suppose it depends on the dream, really... Why, what's this dream about that you keep having?" "I never said I was the one having this dream; you assumed that all on your own~!" Izaya replied, with a cat like grin on his face. Namie sighed, before answering. "Well, if you can't tell me what you're dreaming about, then I can't be of help." Izaya stared at her, strangely, for a while, rust red eyes focused on her blank face, before laughing.

"I suppose you do have a point there, but unfortunately I cannot tell you." "And why is that?" She growled, ready to throttle the man beside her. "That's a secret!" Izaya snickered, putting a finger to his lips, to empathize his statement.

Growling, Namie pushed on. She didn't know why she was so intent on making him speak, but she was. "What are you so afraid of? I don't get you." "Afraid? Ha, as if! Such a petty emotion is beneath me." "Izaya, fear is something every human feels." Namie was at a loss now. Was she... comforting him? "I'm above humans, so that doesn't relate to me." Taking a pause, Namie glared at him, but more in a scolding manner, than in anger. "Izaya..., you ARE human..."

Izaya shook his head, becoming frustrated with this human. "I'm not!" Sensing that her boss was losing his cool, and seemed almost a bit confused, Namie smiled, amused. "The fact that you are able to feel frustration, fear, and confusion, proves that you're human." "I am not human! Dogs, cats, rabbits, turtles, and hell even monsters have feelings! It's not just humans who feel those emotions. I... don't know what I am. I'm definitely not a human though, nor would I place myself in the same class as that monster, Shizuo. I'm not a God either, at least not yet, nor am I a demon. I don't know what I am, but I don't care."

Namie sat in silence for what felt like an eternity, before speaking again. "I thought you were supposed to know everything?" "You're avoiding the question at hand." "There was no question, but now you're avoiding MY question," Namie retaliated. "I guess I did, didn't I?" Smiling fondly, a rare act from the secretary, Namie made verbal, a thought that was in her head. "How about a deal, then?" "Deal?" This intrigued the informant broker, greatly. "I'll give you three months to prove you aren't human. By then, you have to tell me what you are and have proof. If not, then I win, and you are indeed classified as a human, even if there is no form of identification to back up my theory." "Ne, how is that fair?" Izaya joked, whole heartedly. "It isn't meant to be."

Feeling more awake, Izaya got up and stretched, holding out a hand to the long haired woman that had entertained him, greatly. "Let's go out to eat," he asked out of the blue. "As a date?" Namie looked shocked and disgusted, getting up on her own. Izaya, having no intention of making it a date at all, couldn't help but to humor the idea a bit. "Only if you want~" He winked, earning a smack on the back of his head from the easily irritated woman. "Hey! I was just kidding! Besides, I'm your boss, aren't I? I could fire you for assault on me, ya know!" Izaya joked. "At any rate, no, not as a date, just to go out, since I'm hungry, and sick of coffee at the moment. You coming or not?" Grumbling under her breath, Namie agreed. "Only if you're treating." "Tsk, how am I not surprised?" Izaya shook his head, grabbing his wallet and coat on the way out, with Namie following, behind.

A.N.- Argh, writer's block suuuuuuuuuucks! I could lie and tell you guys I got grounded or I had to go somewhere, and so I couldn't write, any, but unfortunately, I cannot lie worth crap. Please dun kill me! I feel really bad, especially since I promised some of you that I would update soon. Writer's block is seriously a lame excuse I know, but I'll try hard on my next chapter. To me, personally, I don't think this chapter was all that great, and it saddens me. Plus, wtf, no Shizuo? Isn't this supposed to be a shizaya fic? It was more like... IzayaxNamie. lol But, I like Namie. . I really only meant for her to be somewhat of a friend figure to Izaya, but I can understand how it seems like more here... Anyway, reviews are greatly loved!

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