A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews~ ! They made me so happy, so I decided to write more! ^w^

Izaya kept on crying hysterically for what felt like hours for the bodyguard. But when he stopped, it was sudden and his whining stopped within a second. The informant slowly stood up and looked at the blond with teary eyes. He couldn't believe it. He had actually just cried hysterically in front the monster of Ikebukuro. He blushed darkly in embarrassment and quickly turned around.

Shizuo stood like frozen by shock form the sight of the crying informant. He had never seen him cry before. He had thrown so many things after him, trying to kill him, and just a few words would make him cry hysterically? Something was definitely wrong and both of them knew it.

Without saying another word, Izaya just took a deep breath and ran away from the blond.

1 week later...

It had been one week since the day, where Izaya Orihara had been crying hysterically in front of the monster of Ikebukuro. But that didn't stop him from stalking the man. He had been watching him from distance. He was always nearby. But he also made sure, that the blond wouldn't be able to notice him at all. He was embarrassed for some reason, and he just didn't wanted to talk to him.

The informant followed the bodyguard's every step and noted everything that was interesting. And now he was hiding in an alleyway and watched the monster smoke a lit up cigarette.

Shizuo hadn't seen the annoying flea for a week now. He was happy about that, if he had to say it himself. But the peace didn't come to him. He had his work as a bodyguard for the debt collector after all, and it was his job to lose it and explode of anger over pretty much nothing. Well... at least so the people would pay their debts.

The bodyguard threw the now done cigarette down on the ground and stepped over it to turn it out completely. And that was when he noticed something or someone in the alleyway straight ahead. He narrowed his eyes, but as he did, the person or whatever it was disappeared.

Izaya's heart was beating fast, as he tried to become as thin as the wall and shadow. He really didn't wanted the blond to notice him. Not just yet. He wanted to observe him for just another few days.

Izaya's observation lasted another few days. But it was now time to return home to Shinjuku. He knew he would have to pass the blond at the way home. He took a deep breath, when he eyed the bodyguard, before he quickly walked passed him. Though his eyes glanced at the taller male's face, and what he saw made him slow down a bit. The monster of Ikebukuro was... smiling.

Shizuo was standing in his own thoughts. He didn't really know what he was thinking about. Well, that was a lie. He was thinking about a person. A person he never thought he would be thinking about. A smile was spread across his face, for some reason. Apparently that thought of the person made him smile. And it annoyed the hell out of him. Though his thought quickly got pulled away, when he noticed the man standing right in front of him. The raven haired informant was staring at him.

Izaya had stopped walking right in front of the man, staring at him with wide open eyes. He couldn't believe it. The blond was actually smiling. He hadn't seen him smile for who knows how long. He quickly noticed, that the man was looking back at him, and for some reason, he just blushed lightly. He quickly turned his head. "Don't worry, Shizu-chan. I'm leaving Ikebukuro now." He didn't really needed to say anything else. He quickly just ran away from the blond, ran toward Shinjuku.

Hours later in Shinjuku...

Izaya sighed heavily, as he leaned back on his black leather chair, that he always used to spin around in. But now, he didn't feel like doing it. He let his computers stay turned on, but he drifted his eyes away from the screen and over to the brunette, Namie Yagiri. "Namie~, can I ask you something?" He held his head up with his one hand and arm, as he watched the woman carefully.

Namie turned around to give the informant the usual glare. "That's weird. You usual just ask whatever is on your mind, you freak." She sighed shortly and crossed her arms, looking at the raven haired. "But sure."

"When you have a crush on someone, you think about them all the time, right?" Izaya watched the brunette carefully, his voice in a quite depressing tone, which was very weird.

"Yes, that's right. Though it sounds more like love to me." Namie paused and walked close to the desk, that now was in between them. "Wait... Are you in love with someone?" She placed her hands down on the desk and leaned toward the raven haired. "Who is it?"

Izaya stared back at the woman in front of him and grinned widely. "None of your business, Namie-chan~ !" He leaned heavily back on the black leather chair, his eyes still locked on the brunette. He was quiet for just a few seconds, before he talked again. "If I was in love, would I then be... obsessed with that person?" The only respond he got, was a single nod from Namie. He sighed deeply. "Namie~ !" he whined and leaned further back on the chair. "What are you supposed to do, if you are in love?"

"Tell the person you love them," was the simple and short answer Namie gave back to the informant, before she leaned back and crossed her arms again. Without saying anything else, she just turned around and walked away from the desk and the man sitting behind it.

Izaya looked after the raven haired and sighed, before he moved his one hand up to place it on his own head. He mumbled low to himself; "so I'm supposed to confess to Shizu-chan? That's just not going to happen..."

A/N: I could have done a better job on this chapter, I know. I just feel quite depressed at the moment, so I don't really feel like writing anything that has something to do with love. But I still wanted to write this chapter! And don't worry, I will not stop writing~ !

I will be able to write more for a few months, because my RP will go down in a few weeks for those months. Guys, I'm telling you; NEVER fall for your RP partner! It's not worth it...

Please review~ ! ^^