Currently, I was making some Indian Darjeeling tea for me and Izaya.
I decided to no longer call him Orihara-san since we seem closer than it looks. Oh, no, I still consider the guy an aquaintance.
As I did this, I knew he kept his eyes on me at all times, watching to see if I try to surprise attack him, but I had no such intention unless he did.
I did the same and kept an eye on him to make sure he didn't do the same, 'I would've at least expected meaningless small talk coming from him,' I thought and stired the sugar in the tea.
Putting the spoon in the sink, I carefully grabbed the two white decorative China teacups and walked to the living room.
"Here," I said and held the right teacup out to him.
He grabbed it and raised an eyebrow before smirking at it, "You didn't drug this, did you?"
I sat in the middle of my couch as he sat in my comfy white sofa.
I took a sip of my tea and blinked my eyes, then set the cup down, "If I really wanted to kill you...I would've done it in high school. Besides...you're too important to die right now."
He chuckled and took a sip, "Hmm, I should let you come work with my assistant since you make such good tea."
"Offer declined. Now, about Aomi-...Masaomi, I know you did something to screw up his head. Tell me, what happened in the past?"
He grinned, "You like getting to business quickly. Anyway, I just told him the truth. A girl he didn't even love got herself into some trouble and he was too afraid to go save her, but a couple of fellow Dollars helped her."
"I know that's not the whole story. Hearing it from just one person doesn't mean it's the whole truth. I'm taking it you somehow told this girl to get into that mess because it seemed everything else you told her came true."
I began to remove the bandages on my stomach, face, and legs, then apply new ones because my first aid kit was on the table.
"Mhm. You should've seen the look on his face. It was full of pain and distraught. Now that I know he had a previous love life, it'll just make the situation worse for him."
I stopped applying my new bandages and glared at him, "Masaomi will never go through something like that again. He knows I'm capable of taking care of myself."
"Does he?" Izaya questioned, seeming to try and mess with my mind.
I ignored what he was trying to do, "He does. How so, you may wonder? Because he knows that I-...Forget about it."
Silence returned to the white living room as I finished applying my new bandages and put them away in the first aid kit.
Grabbing my teacup, I took a few sips, 'If I keep this a secret from Aomi-kun, he'll pressure me about something not being right and will attempt to kill Izaya. It's risky, no matter how you look at it.'
"What are you thinking..." I heard him mumble.
I set my teacup down and closed my eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about now?" I sighed out.
"Sometimes...it's hard to read what you're thinking."
Shifts and footsteps are what I heard. If I was correct, I think he was near me and probably at a close range.
Opening my eyes into slants soon turned into wide circles...
Izaya was near me and his face was TOO close.
"What are you doing?"
His eyes narrowed, "You look...familiar. I feel like I met you prior to high school."
I blinked twice like I didn't know what he was talking about, 'Because you did...I just refuse to tell and let you remember it for now.'
Something cold pressed against my lips.
I came back to reality and saw Izaya kissing me, which made me have a silent spasm from panic and a want for more.
"I-..Izaya--mmh..."
He slowly pulled away, "It's Izaya-kun," he told me in a ordering tone.
This side of him took me aback and made me lightly blush, "Stop this now, Izaya..."
He smirked, "What if I don't want to?"
With that being said, he pinned me down to the couch with both hands by my head. Izaya leaned down to my face level and began to kiss my red cheeks.
"~Aww, Peach-chan is embarrassed~. ~I want to see more sides of her..." He whispered against my quivering skin.
His lips went from my cheeks, to my lips again, to my jawline, to my neck, and to my collarbone.
"N-no, not th-there...ngh!" I squealed as I accidentally tangled my fingers in his hair.
"~Seems to me I've found Peach-chan's sensitive spot. ~I wonder what'll happen if I do this..."
Small nibbles on my neck turned into rough bites, which made me moan. Hopefully, my neighbors didn't hear this, but the walls were thick.
Izaya hummed in amusement at my moans and began to suck soft spots that earned the most reactions out of me.
"Izaya...wh-what--ngh!!..What benefit does this bring you?"
To my slight surprise, Izaya looked straight into my eyes, "Isn't it obvious? I want you, Sonali-chan~."
What he said was too much to take in and for me to comprehend, so I fainted on purpose.
~Next Day~
I woke up to sunlight peaking through my curtains.
'...Wha...what? I thought I fell asleep in the living room when...when...when Izaya...Wait...then who the hell is beside me?!'
I slowly turned to my right and saw tired brownish red eyes stare back into my light bronze ones.
"Good morning...Peach-chan~."
My whole face turned red and I screamed in frustration, which could wake up my whole neighborhood.
"Wh-what are you doing?! Why are you in my bed?!" I yelled and attempted to get away from him, but he had a tight grip around me.
"Hmm? You don't remember what happened last night?"
"Don't even begin to remind me of what happened last night..." I said and shivers went down my spine.
"Calm down, Sonali-chan. All we did was have a small...intimacy session," he whispered in my right ear and nibbled on it.
More shivers went down my spine and I rolled out of my bed, hitting the floor hard in the process.
I stood and rubbed my back, "Ow...Get out of my apartment!" I yelled at him.
"Would you really want ME to walk out your apartment in the morning?" He asked me challengingly.
I thought about it, 'If he leaves now, it's possible he can go without being seen since it's dawn. No...there's a chance he can get caught, but we're talking about Izaya Orihara here. Even if he does get caught, he'll make whoever pay for it later, but I rather not let that be more content exposed to the media. Despite disliking Izaya, I really have no choice, but to let him stay here until night approaches...'
"Alright, I'll let you stay until night approaches and if you tell anyone-"
"I wouldn't tell a soul. After all, I don't want to share you with anyone."
I gave a disdainful look before scoffing, "Whatever."
~Small Time Skip~
After I took a shower, I wrapped myself in a white bathrobe and went to go make some coffee.
I heard my television set, 'Did Izaya turn the channel on the news station?' I thought before glancing to him and entering the kitchen.
["Breaking news. Apparently, there has been another scene where Saika has attacked. This time, it was an abnormal woman who fought back. She is believed to be the deceased woman, who owned the company we have yet to figure out...Sonia Toni."]
I put down the teaspoon and raced to the living room. Grabbing the remote from Izaya and turning the volume up.
["Right here is where Sonia died. She ran a company that supposedly did research. On what? We don't know. She was only fifteen when she died and only thirteen when we think she began this company."]
I sighed in relief, "...Okay..."
"Hm? Are you related to the girl who died or maybe a friend?" Izaya asked me, amusement lacing his voice.
I looked to him, shock evident on my face, 'He really doesn't have a clue...I guess that makes him nothing more than human...'
"What's with that look, Sonali-chan?"
"Nothing."
*Silence*
He gave a suspicious look, "Sonia Toni, huh...more like Sonali Tommii," he figured it out and smirked.
I glared at him, "Don't you say one word about this."
He stood, "Trust me, I won't. You're mine now after all."
"I'm not yours. You can't play me with your games, Izaya Orihara. If you try to mess with Masaomi again, consider yourself already dead."
His hands snaked around my waist, "You're quite a dangerous woman...I like that about you," he whispered in my right ear and licked its shell.
I slightly shivered, "Stop trying to seduce me..."
Izaya started to kiss down my neck and nibble on some sensitive spots. To my luck, I was saved by my phone ringing.
Struggling a bit with getting out of his grip, I eventually did and picked my phone off the table.
"Hello?"
["Hey."]
"Heiwa--I mean, Shizuo? How did you get this number?"
["Shinra,"] was his only answer.
I closed my eyes and tilted my head knowingly with a crooked smirk, 'There's no doubt in my mind he asked Shinra about me and threatened him for my number.'
"Uh...so, what's wrong?"
["I'm calling to hear if you're alright."]
Heat rose in my cheeks, "I-I'm...I'm fine. I'm more concerned about my friend from yesterday."
["You mean that kid? He's fine. Celty checked in with the kid's friend and said he's alright. Don't tell me I have to protect him, too."]
" You don't have to because I'll be the one who does that. I'm strong enough to handle myself."
["*Sigh*...You never let a anyone take care of you."]
"If I don't need someone now, what makes you think I'll need someone in the future? If I do...I'll see if they're worthy of having my back and for supporting me...no matter the cost or the situation."
["*Sigh* I've never heard a woman with that much ambition, but I can't take that away from you."]
I grinned, "Exactly. Now I have to go, I have company to attend to." With that, I ended the call and sighed, "Worry..." I mumbled to myself and made a small smile.
"That was Shizu-chan?"
I turned to Izaya with narrowed eyes, "There's no hiding it from you, so yeah. It was him and don't go thinking about pestering him today."
Izaya laughed at my not-so-useful threat, "And what if I do?"
My mind scrambled for a comeback and it was a bad one, but I knew it would hold him down to me for a while.
"Then...you won't be able to get back in my house and I won't acknowledge your presence...physically and electronically," I halfway threatened while crossing my arms.
Somehow, someway, it got to him because he frowned, "It makes me wonder how you get to me so easily..."
I closed my eyes and 'hmph'ed at him, "Don't test me, Izaya."
Hearing footsteps approaching me, I stood my ground as I was pulled closer towards him.
'Does he honestly think he can break my barriers a second time?'
Opening my eyes, his eyes only stared into mine with some unknown expression I couldn't explain because I've never seen it before.
Something about Izaya Orihara made me feel...I don't know, a little reflective of myself and my wrongdoing, yet right doings for others.
"A woman...just of my expectations. I thought I'd never become especially fond of one of my humans."
He smirked at me as he moved his left hand to hold my jaw...gently? If anything, I expected him to be gentle.
Unexpectedly, to him, I put my right hand on where his beating heart was, "Is that so...Some of what you say and do really amuses me," I responded, gazing away from him.
"*Chuckle*...I'm dehydrated."
"I'll go fix our coffee if you wa--!"
Once again, Izaya pulled me close to him with a smirk full of mischief. I tried pushing away from him by his...unusual hard chest.
I stopped after a while, letting my hands linger there for a while, but showed no emotion that I enjoyed it as Izaya chuckled.
I frowned at him, "What now?"
"Tell me, Sonali-chan...do you like me?"
My poker face appeared, "Really? Even if I did, I wouldn't tell you that, Izaya."
His smirk widened, "How can I get you to spill that you have affections for me?"
I sighed and slipped out of his grasp, making my way to the kitchen, "I can't wait 'til nightfall..." I groaned aloud.
(I hope Izaya isn't too out of character. I couldn't help, but think I was in Sonali's place when that little scene took action between her and Izaya! But hey, I create my stories as if I were the main character.)
