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(A/N): Neo- Thank you BlackSakura-chi and InsaneMilkMatt , that was motivating :D

Unequal

Chapter 5: Germaphobes

Izaya P.O.V

I just felt like harassing (Y/N) today. 5 am, Saturday morning I decided to bother (Y/N)-chan. I went up to her apartment door and knocked. At first there was silence. The second time a heard a ruckus, and then she opened the door.

"Hey~ (Y/N)- " I started to say glancing at her slightly odd. She just glared at me. What was so funny is that she had a doctors mask covering her mouth and nose, with her hair tied up in one. She also had on yellow cleaning gloves and an apron on.

"What are you doing here?" She asked coldly.

"I don't even know anymore."

"Then leave." She stated.

"What are you doing?" I asked her stepping inside non-nonchalantly.

"Cleaning."

"You do this every Saturday morning?"

"Uh no," She said as if it was a stupid question. "everyday..." I stared at her before she continued. "I'm not fond of dirt."

"Your a germaphobe."

"No I'm not." She said folding her arms, glaring at me through her mask.

"Oh okay." I said looking at a nice vase in the corner. I walked over to it smirking.

"Izaya, don't you dare." She said glaring at me.

"Oh alrig- opps." She glared at my smirking face for 5 seconds. She charged at me with the wrath of one thousand men in her eye. But before I thought she was going to attack me, she hissed and began cleaning up the now shattered vase.

For most of the morning she ignored me. I just watched her clean. She moved quick, but efficient. She cleaned everywhere. Places I thought she never had to clean. Everything she cleaned was actually already spotless...so I'm guess (Y/N) has problem.

At seven o'clock she was finished.

"Izaya-kun!" Jewell said running towards me.

"Hey Jewell-chan." I said ruffling up her bed hair.

"Morning mama." She said racing to (Y/N).

"Hey Jew-Jee-Fruit."

"Jew-Jee-Fruit? Wha-"

"Shut up!" (Y/N) snapped at my reaction to her daughter's nickname, before she switched back to her kind, mother like side.

"Is Izaya-Kun staying for breakfast?" Jewell asked,

"Uhh, If he wants too."

"Do you?" Jewell asked me with a serious, yet cute visage. She reminds me of (Y/N) a lot, its kawaii.

"Sure~"

"You don't like syrup?" I asked Jewell. She shook her head 'no' while eating her syrup-less blue berry pancakes. I chuckled while raising an eyebrow. "That's different." (Y/N) made Jewell being clean top priority before breakfast.

"She's a picky eater." (Y/N) told me before I took a bite of my pancake.

"So, how is it?" I asked placing my chin on the back of my hand.

"How is what?"

"Being a germaphobe?"

"I'm not a germaphobe." She replied to my question while her eyebrow slightly twitched.

"Whatever you say." I said shrugging. "Jewell-chan, do you like living in such a clean house?"

"Yes. Isn't it suppose to be that way?" Jewell answered me. I could tell she is definitely used to this. I noticed she didn't even make a mess at all while eating, I thought toddlers were prone to stuff like that.

"HELLO~ DARLINGS~" I heard someone say entering the apartment. "Oh, you guys have company." The brown haired women I met the other day stated. I think Kyoshi-chan was her name.

"Hey Aunt Kyo!" Jewell said abandoning her food to hug Kyoshi.

"Hey~ Jewell. I came to see if you guys wanted to go to the field."

"I want to!" Jewell replied to Kyoshi's statement jumping up and down.

"Do you want to?" (Y/N) asked me.

"Yeah," I said.

"Okay lets go."

The field was a big yard. Nice looking, grass and sand everywhere, it was tranquil. The four of us played a game of soccer. Me and Jewell being the winners of course. Afterwards, Kyoshi-chan and Jewell went to get something from the snack stand. But it started raining lightly.

"Well that was unexpected." I said to (Y/N) who just stared up in the sky.

"So is this." My jaw dropped as I touch the mud now on my face. I smirked before I bent down for some mud to give her a taste of her own medicine. I threw some mud on her neck. Jewell and Kyoshi just watched from under the roof of the snack stand as mud was flying everywhere. (Y/N) then went towards me and pushed me down. I meant to pull her down with me.

"That vase was expensive you know." She said as we playfully wrestled in the mud. I started laughing which cause her to stop and look at me confused.

"You don't mind getting dirty for a Germaphobe."

"I'm not a Germaphobe." She replied trying to clean some of the mud off of herself.

"Oh my, you want to get cleaned?" I asked her before I walked closer to her smirking evilly. She turned to get away quick, but not quick enough. I picked her up like a potato sack and walked over to the pond a little further away. She started kicking and hitting me while I just laughed at her useless struggling. And before she knew it, I through her into the pond. I laughed historically at her. It was the funniest scene. Her hair was jacked the hell up, and she was soaked to the bone. Did I mention she was pissed off?

However, I let my guard down. While I was laughing she grabbed me by my hair and dragged me in. Because it stopped raining Kyoshi and Jewell stood by the pond staring at us trying to 'out splash' each other. Jewell shook her head and said, "Kids these day, tsk tsk."

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