Hey guys! Ugh, I'm sorry for the super short chapter but I only just came back from my annual family trip and I am practically falling asleep, especially since I'm listening to all the 'Dear You's'. I hope you enjoy it though!

People love cats. People adore cats. People often prefer cats over dogs.

Even people like Shizuo Heiwajima.

People love coming home to their fluffy pets, who curl themselves around their legs and meow sweetly.

Shizuo Heiwajima did not.

'Get off the bed, you damn cat' Shizuo said angrily, hands on hips. The person on the bed raised an eyebrow calmly, a mischievous smirk on his lips. He was a strange creature – he had deathly pale skin, ruby red eyes and a pair of pitch black ears popping up from his dark hair. Behind him swished his tail – it was as if it had a mind of its own, always curling up in the air. Shizuo had found the cat – in actual cat form – outside his apartment building took pity on him and took him in. The cat slept on the pillow next to his head that night and when Shizuo woke up the next morning he found not a cat, but a human with cat ears and a tail. The cat didn't speak, even thought Shizuo knew he could – he chuckled, gasped and whined, loudly, which meant he had a voice. Shizuo didn't know that his name was Izaya, or that he was the only creature like that on the whole planet. He knew nothing about Izaya, but no matter how many times he threw him out, the cat always returned.

Shizuo gave Izaya and angry look and Izaya purred. He found Shizuo's tantrums and temper amusing. He was laying on the bed sideways, his head propped up on his hand, in the clothes Shizuo had got him so he would stop wandering around naked. With an annoyed groan Shizuo picked Izaya up, flung him over his shoulder and dumped him outside his apartment, slamming the doors in his face. Later that night when Shizuo came out of the shower, hair dripping wet, he found Izaya curled up in a ball underneath his covers.

'Oi, cat' Shizuo shook him hard. Shizuo's hand came back stained in blood. The blonde gasped and grabbed the first aid kit from under his bed while Izaya's eyes opened weakly. Shizuo made him sit up and took off his shirt to assess the damage. He sighed in relief when he saw it was nothing serious. Just a slash, quite deep, but not life threatening. Shizuo quickly cleaned out the wound and put a bandage over it, firing questions that weren't answered.

'Who did this to you?'

'What happened?'

'Did you get in trouble?'

'Why don't you talk to me?'

Izaya's tail flapped around nervously and his ears lowered down into his hair. He looked so sad and miserable Shizuo gathered him up in his arms and hugged him gently, trying to avoid putting pressure on his shoulder. Izaya clutched his shirt and snuggled into his neck. His tail stopped moving and lay peacefully on the covers. Shizuo tried his luck again.

'Tell me your name. Please'

Silence. Shizuo sighed, gave Izaya some pain killers, a new shirt, and put him to bed. He lay down next to him, like he usually did whenever he didn't throw the cat out. Izaya took up his normal position – his head lay in the crook of Shizuo's elbow, one arm wrapped around his waist. Shizuo stroked the bandaged wound softly with his fingers, dozing off. Once Izaya was sure Shizuo was asleep he smiled and kissed him. The blonde didn't stir.

'Izaya' Izaya whispered. 'My name is Izaya.'

Ugh, cheesy, I know. Please review thought!