We walked back to the festival in silence after that, and I was actually wondering if some unfortunate soul had come across us and ended up witnessing my inexperience. I was still thinking things like that when Izaya suddenly stopped and took my hand, pulling me to a stop as well. "What?" I asked, confused by his sudden grab.

"Kida-kun..." he started, but he didn't seem able to go past that. I wondered vaguely if he was trying to tell me that he cared about me… Again, I dismissed the thought as ridiculous. Izaya eventually just shook his head, let go of my hand and started toward the festival again.

…...

Later that night I asked him about it, but he wouldn't answer me, insisting on going right to bed instead.

In the morning, I woke to find that he was already up and dressed, eating the breakfast that he had had brought up by room service. I sat up, frowning. "Izaya?" I asked. He just looked at me and gave that Orihara smirk again, indicating that whatever he was thinking the day before had been put out of his head entirely and that I should do the same and stop thinking about it.

I hated it when people pulled shit like that, thinking about important shit and then not voicing their opinions about it. It pissed me off, and it was worse with Izaya for some reason…

"Come eat." He demanded, glaring at me until I finally got up and joined him at the table. Once I had sat down, Izaya went back to eating.

"What the Hell!" I glared at him, standing up without taking a single bite.

"What?"

"Yesterday. Tell me!"

"There's nothing to tell, Kida-kun." Izaya sighed softly, placing a bite of food in his mouth.

"Yes, there is."

"You don't know that."

"I do."

"How?"

"You stopped me, said my name, and stared at me like you'd never seen me before. That does not qualify as nothing!" I let my annoyance show, continuing to glare at him.

The information broker just stared at me, a thoughtful expression on his face. "You… surprised me. That's all." He lied, trying to get me to drop the subject. I wouldn't let it go, however, having ignored it the entire time so far.

"No, that's not all." I stared right back, willing the brunette annoyance to speak his mind.

Funny, he's never had a problem speaking his mind before now…

"Kida, I'd really rather not talk about this right now…" he said, finally admitting that there was indeed something that he did want to talk about.

"Fine, just don't try to lie to me and tell me that there wasn't anything wrong. I'm not stupid, Izaya. I deal with girls all the time, and they're a lot more complicated than you are, I assure you." I sat back down, deciding that I really was hungry after all, and attack the giant waffle that I assume was ordered for me. My companion laughed at me and I looked up, confused, a bit of waffle sticking out of my mouth.

I saw the light pink colour of a blush on Izaya's face just as he started toward me, licking the extra syrup off of my face where it had fallen from the waffle-piece, which he then bit the end off of, licking his lips and swallowing it moments later.

I blushed brightly and looked away, embarrassed that Izaya had done something so ridiculously cliché. "W-what the Hell…?" I looked at him slightly, keeping my blush as hidden as possible.

"Adorable…" was all I got in response.

…...

After I was done eating, Izaya pulled me out of the hotel and started toward the train station that we'd come from the previous day. I followed quietly, not really having a choice and wondering where he was taking me. As it turned out, we ended up in the shopping district, and I smiled broadly, thinking of all the things I could get Mikado or my mom as a souvenir.

We visited every shop we passed, eventually stopping in a fast food place for dinner when we finally got hungry. I ordered my food and waited as Izaya decided what he wanted and then we sat down when they'd brought us our food.

"Are you enjoying your trip, Kida-kun?"

"Everything but that I have to deal with you."

"You're a liar."

"Maybe…" I paused to eat some of my food then and stared out the window. It hadn't occurred to me until very recently that I might actually have feelings for Izaya, but just then, it really didn't seem like it would be all that bad to be Izaya's boyfriend.

Except that he would constantly rag on me for not staying a girl…

I shook my head for a second and shovelled more food into my mouth, just as Izaya asked "What's wrong?"

Quickly, I chewed and swallowed my food, looking back up at him when I was sure my thoughts weren't evident on my face. "Nothing. I was just wondering why you would spend yet more money on me to bring me to a place of my choosing…" I lied.

Izaya got a really thoughtful look on his face and went back to eating, not answering me. I thought he was just going to continue like that. Then he looked back at me, a frown on his face. "Maybe I just wanted to do something nice for you…" he said, an underlying tone saying that he didn't really want me to ask him again.

I thought about this for the rest of the meal and couldn't shake the feeling that I was on top of some big secret he'd been keeping for a really long time.

We eventually made it back to the hotel, where Izaya went right to bed after a shower. I sat in the chair by the window for a little while after that and thought about things before eventually joining him in bed, falling asleep quickly, but not before an absurd thought had time to cross my mind.

I wonder what I would think of Izaya if he were a girl?