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At the sound of an alarm, Maemi shot up for her bed- Not her bed. After muting the irritating noise, she turned to the TV that was apparently switched off. Did the raven next to her do that? Because she was sure she fell asleep when it was on. The woman could recall the male antagonist character turning into a ferret on screen and Izaya chuckling at it. Slowly, her gaze shifted down to her left side. Izaya didn't even hear the alarm, heavily sleeping thanks to the almost sleepless night. Lying back down, Maemi practically sewed her eyes onto the male. This was so… weird. If she was okay with doing this then what else? What was next? Actual contact? Well… she guessed that already happened, huh? Without even thinking, or perhaps thinking too much, Maemi removed the pillow separating herself from the sleeping male and slid toward him. The brunette could feel her heart racing. Was it out of fear? Or… no. No.

Feeling warm breath upon his cheek, Izaya squinted open one garnet eye, "Hmm… Morning," he said casually though the occurrence was anything but. What was Jane-chan doing? The unknown woman instantly backed up, close to falling off the edge of the recliner; apologizing quietly with a small stutter. Izaya propped his head upon his palm, his elbow pointing past his pillow, "For what?" he gave her that stupid grin of his.

The woman's amber eyes shifted around the room, up at the ceiling and finally to her lap as she muttered, "Nothing." Gradually, she found the courage to peer into his eyes and attempted changing the subject, "Did you not sleep at all?" Maemi asked noticing the dark rings under his garnets. He closed them letting her see the thickness of his lashes again.

He smiled, "I slept a little until you woke me up… yet again," he added feeling a little bitter on the inside.

"I was…" she tried to defend herself, however, epically failed.

"Can I ask you something, Jane-chan?" he half opened his lids to stare at her needing to witness every expression.

"… Okay," she agreed hesitantly.

Izaya couldn't help himself. He couldn't miss a chance like this! It's not like it would ever, ever occur again sooo... The male gave a wickered smirk, "Did your heart leap?" he cooed in a low whisper. Izaya started to madly laugh as if she already gave him the expected glare. But she didn't.

Actually, she pulled the blankets over her head, "Shut up~" she whined in a higher pitch than usual.

His cackles came to a sudden halt, "… Hmm?" Izaya carefully pulled the covers anyway from her face but she just sheltered it again with her hands. His eyes lingered on the scars for a moment, until he spotted her pink ears. He chuckled, "Wow, I didn't expect a 'yes'."

"Shut up~!" the girl whined again.

The raven couldn't help but giggle, this was just too good! "Want to tell me how you got so close to begin with?" He gave a smug grin though he really did want to know how that happened. Oh. Did she lose her pillow and he was going to potentially be the replacement again? Yeah, most likely. Wait… but that doesn't explain why she stayed there after waking. She was awake, right?

"Ahh…" Maemi drawled out, "I… I was just… I agreed to answer one question, not two," she suddenly piped up.

"If you don't answer, it's going to make me assume things you may not want me thinking~" he told her all-knowingly yet gave a sing-song tone.

God damn it! He was right, "I wanted… to see if it was scary," she started strong but mumbled out the rest.

With croaked eyebrows, he inquired, "If what was scary?"

This was so hard answer, Maemi didn't even know if she was testing herself. But what else would it have been? There was nothing she could think of, so that had to be it. Getting caught in her thoughts for a short moment, she finally replied, "You," the amber-eyed female summarized in a mere whisper.

The male falsely chuckled, "And am I?"

It was a while until he received a response again, "No," the girl whispered even quieter shaking her head left to right. Izaya stilled like deer caught in the headlights, his lips didn't curve the way they normally did and his crimson eyes were certainly no longer tired now. The woman peeked through her fingers. "I should be and I was but last night- … I don't know. You're just such a weirdo."

'I'm the weirdo?' he questioned. She was the 'weird' one here. Izaya lied down his head on the pillow and covered the woman's face with the blankets. "Don't call me a 'weirdo'," he said simply.

"Izaya…" it seemed she listened, "Can I…" Maemi changed her mind. "I can't breathe under here."

The raven let a smirk slide upon his lips raising a brow quizzingly, "That was a really bad cover-up. You can do better than that, Jane-chan." He chuckled imagining the woman pouting underneath the coverings. In which he was utterly correct in predicting, not that he'd ever know for sure. "'Can you'… what?" he asked.

After removing her sulky expression, the woman popped her head out from under the blanket still hiding her nose, "… Can I… hug you?" she asked rather awkwardly, gently holding the edge of the bedspread. Blinking far more than needed, she threw glances around the room golden flakes flickering each time.

Izaya fell silent. Maemi thought she wasn't going to get an answer until he opened his lips only to say a simple, "No."

However, she didn't flinch at the rejection in fact she smiled, "Good," her tones were quiet but pleasant.

He raised an eyebrow, "What?" The garnet-eyed male didn't understand.

She giggled at his face half-heartedly attempting to bite it back, "Sorry," Maemi nervously said, "I was testing you again." She was somewhat telling the truth. It was a test… but she was still a little hoping he'd say more than just 'no'. But what could be expected of Izaya Orihara? To blush and say sweetly 'Only if you want too'? That would be a complete joke.

"Testing me?" he questioned, he did not see it coming again. Damn… Izaya actually believed her. That's why he gave her such a serious, and maybe too blunt, answer. Connecting her amber eyes with the male's deep red ones, they stared at each other for a moment until Izaya broke away. He turned on his back and gazed at the ceiling to have an excuse to not look at her. "I'm guessing I passed the test?" he said with a sigh.

"Yep! With flying colors!" Maemi suddenly sat up, "I better get up. Want some coffee?"

"Naa~ I have to go soon. I have business to take care of." Izaya curled up his lips.

Maemi had heard that before. She mentally rolled her eyes and shook her head. He wasn't busy. It was just an excuse to leave, but that was alright and understandable, "Oh, okay," the woman answered casually adding nod. When the woman turned, his grin slid away instantly.

He didn't pass the fucking test. Just because he said no, it didn't mean he didn't want her to. He liked the feeling. Why did it feel so good to be in the arms of a fucking murderer! What the fuck was wrong with him? No! There was nothing wrong with him! Nothing. It was the unknown woman who was yearning and aching for human contact. She was the one who always got so close. It was her who was seeking comfort. But as if he'd give her that! The thought alone was enough to make the raven explode in hysteric shrieks of laughter. No, he should hold that back until he got the fuck out of there.

The unknown woman was so alone and isolated from society. Of course she'd cling to whatever fell into her lap. Pathetic really. Izaya was never the one to engage. Sure he had come to her home, invited and uninvited. But his intentions were, are, purely for entertainment because the woman was his toy. She wasn't different from any other human. She wasn't special. She was certainly interesting and her situation was rather tragic, of course, but the human didn't matter. Only last year in Japan, 2472 humans were sexually assaulted and that was just in recorded incidents. It was nothing new. Jane-chan just happened to be one; a part of that unlucky two percent.

And it was rare that he could just converse with a murderer about their assassinations and the life they had before. If he were to ask Simon he'd just get a warning in Russian, or Denis who would glare at him and cut raw fish harshly to make his point. So Izaya couldn't possibly let this chance slide! But that's all. That's all this was. He was getting carried away there for a moment. Izaya let himself chuckle under his breath.

"What are you laughing at now?" he heard the woman call out from the kitchen.

"Oh, nothing really," the raven sighed out using momentum to stand. It was nice and everything but he couldn't have Jane-chan getting attached or something. Humans could easily get that way. She even slept in the same bed as him! Yes, leaving and distancing himself from her was the best option. He'd be back, of course. Throwing on his jacket he noticed Jane-chan eyeing him suspiciously. "I have to go now, Jane-chan!" The male waved his goodbye as he passed her heading for the front door.

"Bye!" she called after him. The woman heard the door close. 'Did I make him angry?' she questioned herself as she sipped her coffee not paying attention to the taste.

Three days had gone by without Izaya dropping in unexpectedly at Maemi's front door… on the inner side. It was strange that suddenly having company to not having anyone again made the house feel emptier than before she even met him. Was she lonely without even realizing? ... Well, that's kind of pitiful.

Three days quickly turned to four. Before the woman knew it a week had passed. Everything was back to normal. Maemi drank her daily coffee, went to work, came home and all that ordinary stuff. It didn't feel right. It was like she was starting from square one, from back when she first pulled Maemi Shimizu out and threw her into the unknown… the mundane. Maemi Shimizu somewhat didn't know to behave anymore. The woman felt alienated, it didn't matter where she was. At the café, the streets of Ikebukuro, her own home. All of it. She didn't belong here, did she? Not after murdering so many people. But then again, she couldn't go anywhere else. It would feel even more wrong if she did. The brunette had only killed one person in Ikebukuro, and she avoided the crime scene with every fiber of her life. If she was in the smaller cities the woman would see dead bodies everywhere. Her victims usually hid out in those shady areas. Her home had to be Ikebukuro. It had to be.

This was Izaya Orihara's fault. His harsh words got to her, huh? The woman sighed, she'd just have to get used to this town again. But being a little too comfortable wasn't a good thing either. Who knows when this would all go south.

Author speaking! I know this chapter is a heap shorter but if I put what I want next here than it would be too long... or is there no such thing as too long? Anyway, tell me which one you prefer. I won't be able to make the chapters long each time but that way I know to do them sometimes or not. Hee~ Do you know what movie scene that Mae-chan was recalling?

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Nor the male "antagonist" Draco Malfoy.

Well, there's the answer if you didn't catch the reference... but... come on... everyone knows Harry Potter, right?