Chapter 7 - The Proposal

BYR:

AHHHHHHH! OH MY GOD! I AM THE HAPPIEST PERSON ALIVE~~~ I WAS ASKED TO GO TO PROM BY THE PERSON I AM CRUSHING ON SOOOO BADLY RIGHT NOW! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Sorry. I'm just in a REALLY good mood lol and Spring Breaks begins and all that! *Sigh* my life is complete... I can die peacefully now... LOL Well here's the next chapter~ Hope you like it! AHHHHHH! XD

(He... He wants to ask me to MARRY HIM?)

When Izaya had asked what the blonde wanted to ask him, he wasn't truly sleeping. Actually he had woken up in the middle of their conversation. Not sure of what he had said before, he was able to catch the part where Shizuo had told him to wake up so he could ask him something. Everything before that was all a blur, but the answer he got was more than enough for the informant to figure out what they were talking about. Panic starter to arise in his body as the brunet tried to think of how to deal with this situation. Obviously he was saved by Shizuo on the roof, otherwise he wouldn't be here. But now that he had an idea of how the monster felt about him, Izaya started to get scared. Marrying the blonde? In all his life, the brunet would've never imagined him getting married to anyone. It was a big step for him, one that he wasn't sure he could take. But to reject the one he loved and knowing that Shizuo loved him back, the informant couldn't do that. So what else court he do? (I can leave. Leave Ikebukuro forever. I just can't do this... I don't deserve him, even if he does love me back. I'm just filth... I have to leave...) Getting up from under the covers, Izaya grabbed his fur trimmed jacket that was hanging on the doorknob and went for the window. Quietly opening it, he slipped out onto the fire escape and went down three flights of metal stairs. Sure that he was as silent as a ninja assassin, the brunet landed on solid ground and ran away from the building. But what he didn't know was that Shizuo had come back into the room just as he was jumping off the fire escape onto solid ground. He saw the window open and ran to it just in time to see the informant runaway.

"Damn flea... Always causing me trouble..."

Running out of his apartment, Shizuo went in the direction he last saw Izaya. He hoped he would spot the brunet just in time before he got away for good. Scanning the crowd, he spotted the familiar fur trimmed jacket at the corner of his eye and saw who was wearing it.

"Izaya!"

Frozen in his steps, the info-broker slowly turned his head to see who had called him. But he knew that voice all too well that there wasn't even a need to turn around. Still, he wanted to confirm that it really was him. And there he was; Shizuo Heiwajima, standing just meters away from him. With the urge to sprint kicking in, Izaya turned back around and shot himself into the crowd. Expecting the brunet to run, the blonde was already one step ahead as he ran towards the informant.

"Izaya! Wait!"

"No! Go away!"

"Dammit flea! Quit running away!"

"Why? So you can kill me yourself!"

"I'm not gonna kill you!"

They ran and ran all over the city, neither giving signs of giving up anytime soon. Both were determined to either get away from the other or catch up to him. But as time slowly passed, Izaya was getting exhausted. The lack of nutrients in his body was affecting him and he began getting tired. Finally stopping, the informant held himself up by placing his hands on his knees and bent down, breathing hard. Not long after he'd stopped did the brunet hear foot step come up from behind him.

"Geez... How long can you keep this up...?"

Even the blonde was out of breath. Staring at Izaya's back, Shizuo was about to walk up to him when the brunet turned around and faced him. His face was a light red color, either from running so much or from blushing, the blonde couldn't tell, but he saw in Izaya's eyes that he was going to say something important.

"Shizu-chan."

"Yeah..."

"I... You... Do you...really like me...?"

"No."

(I knew it... It was too good to be true... How could I be so naive...?) Drawing his eyes to the ground, the brunet felt like he'd been humiliated in front of millions of people; even though they were alone. He felt hot tears begin to form around his eyes as he mentally cussed himself for crying. (You should've seen this coming! How stupid can you be? He's too good for you! He would never like a person like you!) His conscience kicked him while he was down and the tears rolled down his beautiful pale face. They fell and stained the concrete like droplets of rain. Izaya closed his eyes and just let his emotions and disappointment fall. There was nothing he could do, nothing. He had lost. Lost his game of chess. Crying like a lost child, the brunet didn't notice that the blonde has walked up to him. A sudden move shifted his entire body and it was met with a warmer one. Shizuo was hugging the informant close to his body, nestling his raven colored hair under his chin and taking in as much of the smaller male as possible.

"You're crying... Does the mean you care? Do you care how I feel for you?"

More tears ran down the informant's face, answering the blonde's question. Shizuo smiled.

"I'll take that as a yes. Izaya, I don't like you-"

(I know that you idiot! Way to kick a wounded man while he's down!)

"- I love you."

(Wait... What?) He looked back up into those chocolate colored eyes and saw that the blonde was saying the truth. His tears had stopped flowing and were wiped away by Shizuo's hand. He stood there in shock; the blonde actually said that he loved him. A faint smirk appeared on the brunet's face as the ex-bartender smiled. He then moved his hand inside one of his pants pocket and pulled out a small present.

"Here."

Handing it to the brunet, Izaya was confused on why Shizuo was giving him a present. It wasn't his birthday and as far as he knew there were no special occasions, so why the present? Figuring that the only way to find out was to open it, the informant slowly untied the ribbon on top and popped up the cover. And he almost had a heart attack when he saw what was inside.

"No...is this..."

Taking the diamond ring out of the brunet's hand, Shizuo went down on one knee and took Izaya's left hand in his.

"So, I guess you probably know what I'm gonna ask you, but I'll do it anyway."

"Shizu-chan..."

"Izaya, will you marry me?"

"I... I don't know what to say..."

"You can say yes."

"..."

Silence filled the air around them as they stood where they were. Everything was all up to the informant now, the world was waiting on him to make his decision. But as he said before, Izaya didn't believe he was ready. Everything was all happening too fast for him to keep up. He still needed to know who that girl that was with the blonde the other day was. So many things were left uncertain, and the informant didn't want to add another headache to his pile. So he gave the reply that he knew he would ultimately regret and probably would never be asked for a second chance.

"I can't..."

"What?"

"I can't marry you..."

Shizuo was shocked to hear the brunt say no to him. He was so certain that Izaya was going to say yes and they would live happily together. As he looked into those tearful crimson eyes, he saw how guilt they looked and how sorry they were to say no. And he understood; for once he was able to read Izaya and see what he was thinking.

"I see."

"It's- it's not that I don't want to! It's just that... I don't think I'm ready... There's still so many things I don't know yet..."

"I understand."

"You do? You're not mad?"

"Why would I be mad? You're not ready, so I'll just save this for another day."

He took the ring and placed it inside it's box, hoping that one day it'll be open once again.

"But... What if I'm never ready? I don't want you to waste your life waiting for me... You deserve better..."

"Izaya."

Taking the brunet's face into his hands, Shizuo started directly into Izaya's eyes.

"I will wait for you for a million years if I had to. You are the one; the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. And if I have to wait, then that's ok. As long as I get to be with you every day, I don't care if we're married or not. I love you, and I meant that."

"Shizu-chan..."

Crying from the blonde's emotional speech, Izaya felt like the luckiest person alive. To have someone wait for him and still love him was the most wonderful feeling he could ever have. Lunging his body at Shizuo, Izaya hugged him as if he was afraid to let him go.

"Thank you... Thank you so much... I love you too... And I promise I won't make you wait a long time... I promise..."

A/N:

Aww, poor Shizu-chan~ But he's so sweet to wait ehh? Lol anyway! I hope you all have a wonderful week and stay happy! Love ya! (^.^)