Hey guys, sorry this is a little late. I wasn't feeling well yesterday. But thank you for being patient! :)

Chapter 9

~OC's POV~

"I'm going out. Help yourself to…rice, I guess." "DON"T LEAVE ME!" I was just about to walk out the door, when I was jumped from behind by Natsumi. "What the—," "You know I hate this place! Don't leave me alone! Where do you have to go?!" I had to go have a very uncomfortable conversation with Shizuo. I couldn't tell her that though. I turned to look at her. "I-I have a job," I lied. "Call in sick." "No!" "Pleeeeeeease?" "I'll be home in a few hours. I promise. Just, lock the doors. I'll bring some good food back for you."

She looked so disappointed, and I really wasn't looking forward to talking to Shizuo about what happened with Izaya, that I almost…almost decided to stay. But, fearless Shizuo would probably come here if I didn't go to him. "I'm sorry. I'll be home soon."

I left and started walking, when I realized, I had no idea how to find Shizuo. Whatever. He'll probably find me. I just started walking to Russia Sushi. Halfway there, I saw something from the corner of my eye. Something…furry. Dangit. I turned and, sure enough, there was Izaya in that stupid jacket of his. I tried to pretend I didn't even see him, but he was looking right at me, smirking. I took a few more steps, and then suddenly bolted in the other direction.

After a few minutes of running, I looked behind me to make sure he wasn't following me. I didn't see him, but that didn't mean anything. I turned my head forward…and crashed into someone. "What—?!" It was Shizuo. I'd know that voice anywhere. I wrapped my arms around his waist, (I'm like, five feet tall so that was the easiest thing for me to reach). "Oh, it's you! Thank goodness!" "Senritsu?" He practically had to pry my arms off him, to hold me away from him, so he could look at my face. "Are you okay?" "Iz—." I cut myself off. I didn't want to bring him up. Maybe Shizuo had forgotten about yesterday. Nope. "Where is he?" "How did you—?!" "Where…is…he?" "I-I don't know. I thought he was chasing me." Shizuo looked over my shoulder, and I could see him relax. After a minute, he looked at me. "Will you tell me what happened yesterday?" I bit my lip and looked down. Shizuo's hands fell from my arms, and he yelled, "Izaya?!" I gasped, my eyes going wide, and looked up at him. "What are you doing?!" "If you won't tell me, maybe he will. It's a very long shot, but what other choice do I have?" "Just leave it alone! Forget about it!" "Izay—!" I reached up and clapped my hands over his mouth. "Shut up!"

He took a step back, and because I had been standing on my tiptoes in order to reach his mouth, I almost fell flat on my face. "Talk." What do I do?! He can't know my secret! He'll hate me. I'm everything he thinks I'm not. I blurted out the only thing I could think of that could fix this mess. It wasn't the whole truth, but at least it wasn't a lie, either. "Izaya kissed me!" I looked down immediately, not wanting to see the anger that I knew was on his face. But, as it turns out, I didn't need to see it. I heard it. "IZAYA!" After that, there where…a lot of bad words and names I'd…rather not say.

After Shizuo's…tantrum, I looked up, and saw a badly mutilated dumpster, and Shizuo, sweating, panting, and repeatedly opening and closing his fists. I slowly walked to him with my hands held out. "Um…." I touched one of his hands gently, and then grabbed hold of it. I walked in front of him, and reached up and placed my hand on his cheek. "Are you okay now?" His eyes had been closed, but he opened them to look at me. "Why?" "What—," "Why did he kiss you?" "I don't know." Liar. Dirty, filthy liar. "Maybe it was to bother you?" How do you live with yourself? "I hate him. So much." Look how much worse you're making this, for both of them. You're a terrible person. "I-it's okay. Calm down." He grabbed me and pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around me and burying his face in my hair. "Why were you afraid to tell me that? It's not your fault Izaya's a dick." He has a point—, No, he doesn't. "I just…I was embarrassed, I guess." True. You're still a horrible person. Also true.

After a minute, Shizuo sighed. "I guess you need to get back to your friend now?" "Actually…." That's right. You're lying to her, too. "I told her I had a job, and that I wouldn't be home for a few hours. So, I guess you have me for a few more hours, if you want." I looked up at him through my eyelashes. A smile slowly spread across his face. "Care to go on a walk through the park?" He held out his arm to me. I slid my arm through his. "I would love to. Look at you, trying to be all romantic." "Trying? Try, succeeding. Your face is turning red." I looked away, shyly, just in time to see the corner of a fur jacket disappear behind a building. Dangit.