A/N: So, I notice some perspective errors in my last story... I must say, I am never writing two stories at the same time again. _
New chapter~ A bit of a time skip.
Ahh, I wanna make this longer like I promised... My creativity is running thin though... But, as promised, something longer (than the last one, at least...).
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A Week After the First Day of School
Kadota
Being in a class with Shizuka has it's advantages. One of my favorite reasons is how I get to see her more than Izaya.
Until the break in between classes and lunch time, then of course...
"Shizuka~! My darling dearest!" That annoying voice calls out. Shizuka, who is in my sight, tenses up. Everyone in our class turns towards the door to see Izaya waving at her with Shinra behind him.
A week ago, Shinra found out about my not-so-secret crush. A few days ago, Shinra told me about how he's against it. That same day, he told me about how he feels that Shizuka needed someone like Izaya (the bastard...). Yesterday, I got a call from his "future wife", Celty, about how I seem better suited for her because, well, I'm not a total asshole.
I snap back to reality to see Izaya clinging to Shizuka in a vice-grip hug and Shizuka yelling at him and reading for the back of his shirt to pluck him off.
Well, another reason why I fell for her, she can physically handle herself.
"Dotachin!" Shinra cries out. I can't stay mad at that smiling buffoon.
"Oh, right. Hello Kyohei-kun." Izaya smiles at me icily. Now I know where that western saying "cold shoulder" comes from.
I grunt as a response. Shizuka pulls him off of her and she looks about to throw him out the window.
Good riddance.
"Ahh! Shizu-chan! Before you throw me out, I was going to ask if you would go to lunch with me." Izaya asks with an uncharacteristic blush to his features. Its kinda weird watching him ask all innocent-like.
Shizuka narrow her eyes at him while Shinra and I are watching them. "Like hell I will. I'm going to eat on my own. None of you follow." The threat is apparent in her tone, I can tell. Otherwise, I wouldn't be feeling a slight shiver down my spine. Shinra smiles wider and gives his thumbs up. Izaya sighs and somehow slips out of her grip.
He somehow shows up behind her, and leans down by her ear and whisper something that we obviously can't hear. Thank goodness the class is already ignoring us. Had they been paying attention, they would notice my balled-up fists shaking.
Shizuka's face goes a deep shade of red and she punches Izaya in the stomach half-way across the room. She grabs her bento and school bag and makes a mad dash out the door. I look down at Izaya and he's wearing that same shit-eating grin on his face.
I sigh. Damn you Orihara Izaya...
Izaya
Its amazing how something so hostile could still be a turn-on. I always thought I was more of a sadistic person, but now, I think I'm leaning more towards masochist now. Especially for this beauty.
Despite her threat, I follow her out the room, the pain in my stomach completely forgotten. I will stay true to my word,
I'll follow you to the very end, darling.
That is not something to punch a guy in the gut over. She should be blushing and being all bashful and lightly pushing me away and begging me to stop 'saying such things' and... and...
I sigh.
That wouldn't make it Shizuka, then. If she was completely submissive, well, that would ruin my fun. What's the point in falling in love with her if she's not a challenge to chase?
My inner musings lead me to the roof of Raira. I know she's not gonna be up here, but who knows? Wishful thinking.
I look around for any signs of a blonde mop of hair and at the same time, think of other places she may be. Never would I have considered the school gardens...
From where I stood on the school roof, I look down to see her sitting on a bench by herself. In solitude, she looks like the embodiment of peace. A third of me wants to jump down there and swoop her off her feet. Another third wants to go down there and tease her until she chases me down the street. The final third likes living...
Decisions, decisions...
Well, I became a masochist anyways so...
I've concluded that walking down steps are more hell-ish than actually jumping down from a five story building. Or I've become out of shape...
No matter, I made it to her in time and decided to walk beside her.
"Good~ Mo~rning~, Shi~~zu~ chan!" I sung to her as I plop down next to her on the ground. She glanced at me in mid-chew and her eyes immediately narrowed into something more angry. A low growl could be heard from the back of her throat, and her chopsticks snapped from the pressure from her teeth. "Shizu-chan~! You shouldn't do that, you might break such cute chopsticks that way!" Wow, I think I'm seriously pissing her off~!
"Did I not say to leave me alone?" She snarled. Really, if this was an American cartoon, steam would be emitting from her ears. I chuckle a bit and look around us. Luckily, we're alone.
"Yes yes, my dear." I say in a teasing tone. But my face turns into something more serious. I look her in the eyes and grab a hold of her chin. She freezes at the sudden contact. "I must say, though. Something has been bothering me..." I say in a low voice, low enough for only her ears. She blushes madly and I can already see her raising a fist, ready to punch me. I move quickly and grab her wrist with my free hand. She's stunned and I already anticipate another punch. Before she has the chance to raise another fist, I adjust our position and shift our bodies so that I have her arms pinned behind her back while she's laying on the ground. My body's in between her legs so that she doesn't kick me while we're "talking". One of my hands returns to underneath her chin and I force her to face me and look me in the eyes. She's struggling to get loose, but I've held her in place and maneuvered our bodies so that she has no chance of escaping, no matter how strong she may be.
"You fucking asshole! What the hell are you up to!" She's shifting about and I move closer to her until I can feel warmth emitting from her very being. She looks at me with that deer-caught-in-the-headlight look and her attempts at breaking free cease.
Good.
"As I was saying, I've been bothered by something lately. Do you remember what had happened about a week ago?" She looks at me confused and I can only conclude that she has forgotten. "Well, it went a little something like this..." I lower my face again, until they were, once again, mere centimeters apart. I can already taste her breath. It's enticing. I've put so much self-restraints on myself. I could already be kissing her hard and roughly. I could already have her at my very mercy. I could even have had my way with her. Not like I've never done it before. The girls before her were so very willing to give their bodies to me.
Shizuka; however, it's different with her. With Shizuka, I want more than a good lay. Hell, I know she'd be damn amazing in bed. Perfect body. Perfect face. The way her personality is. I could take her anytime I want (y'know, if she doesn't kill me first with that insanely monstrous strength of her's).
But I won't do it. I'd never forgive myself. I can do this though.
"And it should've ended like this..."
Just like that, I pressed my lips on her own. It was very chaste, very light. Through her lips, I can feel her shaking. Her lips are nothing from other girls that I've kissed. They're drier and rougher, almost as if she's been biting on them. I move my lips against her's, and slowly, almost reluctantly, she kisses back, but it's hesitant. I push my luck further by pressing my tongue on her lips and she slowly opens them. Excited beyond relief, I let my tongue dance around her's as I let go of her chin and lean closer than possible, until our bodies are pressed together and there's no space between us. As expected, she exceeded all expectations I had, even ones I never even considered.
There was a tall-tale sign of the bell ringing, but I couldn't care. I had her in my grasps, I have her to myself. I can finally express my love after an excruciatingly painful week, and the feeling seems to be returned.
My little friend in my pants begin to stir when I hear a subtle moan. Oh fuck... now she's just asking for it.
Unfortunately, she breaks the kiss. A string of saliva is hanging off both of our mouths and she's a panting mess already. She's looking at me intently...
"That... was my first kiss..."
Oh shit...
Kadota
She's not in class.
Sure, she's skipped before. But it's unlike her to just skip when we're starting a new lesson. She's only skipped for the reviews and assignments, so its strange.
I feel uneasy in my seat, getting a bad vibe. I wonder if Izaya has anything to do with it...
And my unannounced question is answered with Shinra walking in and asking our teacher if she's seen Izaya because "he could not find him anywhere." I knew that asshole's up to something...
"Umm... Amano-sensei!" I raise my hand and she directs her attention towards me. "Could I go to the nurse? I'm not feeling too well." I lie. To be honest, I want to look for them. Hell, it's not like I pay much attention in class anyways.
She sighs. "Alright. Go."
I quickly walked towards the door and abruptly close it behind me. Shinra's standing by it, giving me a "for shame on you but I have no right to speak" look. Whatever, I got more important things on my mind.
As I'm walking down the hallway to look for her, I consider places she may've been. Rooftop's too obvious, so no. She could not have left school grounds, so no. I doubt she'd let Izaya drag her into a closet for whatever reason, so no. The other classrooms are occupied, so no. That left one place, the school gardens.
I quicken my pace with Shinra in tow. It seems he's just as anxious to find them as me, but I'm questioning his motives.
"It'd be wise to tell her before Izaya does." This coming from the guy who is pro-Izaya...
"Whose side are you on, Shinra!" And before I could make anymore snaps at him, I look out the glass window of the garden's door to see the very thing I feared encountering...