Izaya sighed heavily and took another spin on his black leather chair. For once, his computers were turned off, the screens completely black. It wasn't like him at all. He would always search around on the internet and gather information on interesting people. But he just didn't feel like it then, and that was really not like him at all. Something was definitely wrong, and he knew it. He had been sitting in his chair and spinning around for hours now, without doing anything else than think.

Of course, Namie had noticed the unusual behavior from her boss and it was starting to annoy her more than she thought it would. She walked over to the raven haired and gave him the usual glare, her arms crossed. "Freak... are you just going to sit in your chair and spin all day? Because if you are, I'm just going to leave now."

The informant looked up at the brunette and he frowned lightly at her words. "Namie-chan~, you can't leave your beloved boss, when he obviously needs help." He spun around on the chair yet another time, before he finally pulled himself up to stand up on the floor. He walked close to the woman and looked carefully at her for several moments, before he finally opened his mouth to say something. "Namie-chan... how do you confess your love to someone?" he asked and tilted his head slightly to the one side.

Namie raised her one eyebrow and stopped her glaring at the informant. He was obviously desperate to know things about love, but she didn't even think about asking why. "Just say you're in love with them, kiss them or just express your love in some way. But... if it was me, I would just stick with the 'I'm in love with you'-thing," was her very quick answer to the raven haired, as she turned around a bit to stand with her side to the male.

For once Izaya actually listened carefully to every word that came out of the woman's mouth. He was desperate now. He wanted the monster of Ikebukuro all to himself. He finally realized, that it was actually love he felt toward that man. It had probably always been that way. He only just realized it now, when he actually was thinking about it. His head was always filled with Shizuo Heiwajima. He was obsessed, to say it short.

Izaya gave Namie a short nod as respond and then smiled widely. "Thank you very much, Namie-chan~ !" He turned around and quickly walked over to grab his fur coat, before he almost ran out of the office and toward Ikebukuro, the city where his love was known as a monster.

A bit later in Ikebukuro...

Shizuo sighed as he closed the door, that led into his apartment. It wasn't long ago, since he had finished his work with the debt collector and he was now exhausted. His normal work day consisted of endless fights and him just losing it over barely anything.

He didn't think about locking the door. It wouldn't matter anyway. No one would even dare come near his apartment, only if they didn't know it was his. He quickly took his shoes off and walked toward the bedroom. But he quickly stopped, when he heard a sudden knock on the door. Without thinking about it more than once, he just turned around and walked back toward the door, his expressions slowly getting annoyed. But when he opened the door and his eyes met the informant, it only got worse. "What the hell do you want, flea?" His voice was of course in an aggressive and annoyed tone. All he wanted, was to go rest a bit and be ready for yet another day as a bodyguard for the debt collector.

Izaya swallowed thickly and a light pink color appeared on his cheeks, when the blond opened the door. His heart suddenly started beating faster than it normally did. This was probably the first and only time he would ever be... well, in love. He tried his hardest to gain a confident grin, but it just failed and became a quite nervous looking smile. "Don't worry, Shizu-chan. I'm only here to tell you something." His voice sounded sad for some reason, like he knew how Shizuo would react after he had confessed to him.

Shizuo forced himself to calm down just a bit, but he was ready to explode any second, if the informant did something weird. He sighed lightly and crossed his arms across his own chest and looked down at the raven haired. "Fine," was really all he had to say back at the nervous-looking male in front of him. He didn't really know what else to say. There wasn't anything else he could say. Or he could just beat Izaya up, but he was actually just a bit curious. What brought him to the bodyguard's apartment this late and what was so important, that he had to tell him right at that time?

"I'm..." Izaya swallowed thickly again and slowly took a short step toward the taller male, his face light red in a blush across his cheeks. He was not prepared to confess right at that second. It was like his mind just went blank. He didn't know what to say. His heart was beating faster than normal, a lot faster. He had never confessed to anyone before after all. This was the first time he had ever been in love and first time he ever had to confess to someone. But why was it so hard? He is Izaya Orihara, damn it! Nothing should be difficult for him to tell anyone! But Shizuo was different. He wasn't one of his lovely humans. He was his beloved monster, who he loved so much. He stared up at the blond, trying to find words, even though Namie had already told him exactly what to say right before he left his office.

The bodyguard narrowed his eyes a bit, as the informant suddenly went silent. He quickly noticed the light red color on the other male's face, but he didn't comment anything about it. He didn't feel like it was necessary to know. At least not at that moment. "You're what, flea?" His voice was surprisingly not in an aggressive and angry tone anymore. That tone kind of just disappeared when he opened his mouth and let words come out.

The informant took a deep breath in and tilted his head down to hide his light blush and to look down at the ground. "I'm... in love with you, Shizu-chan." His tone softened but he kept his voice loud enough for the blond to hear his confession. His heart was beating faster than before. Finally. He had finally confessed his love to his beloved monster. Now he only needed to see how the bodyguard reacted to his confession. He very slowly lifted his head back up, so his eyes could drift up to look at the taller male.

Shizuo stared down at the smaller male and was silent for several awkward moments, after the informant had confessed. Finally, he made a sound. He tsk'd shortly and took a step back inside his apartment, as he placed his one hand on the door. "Like hell you are."

Without letting the raven haired say anything else, Shizuo just slammed the door, that led into his apartment, shut and left Izaya outside by himself.

A/N: Chapter 4 will be published within a few days, probably. I have nothing else to do, really.

My RP partner is leaving me for a while starting from now, so I will have more time to write on my fanfictions.

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