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Eventually Izaya got a message on his phone and took off. He told me that he'd drop by later, much to my dismay, and promptly jumped out of my bedroom window onto the fire escape, slinking off to ruin some poor person's life. I've never agreed with what Izaya does for a living, I think it's demented, but when has my opinion ever mattered to him?
Instead of having a pity party for the rest of the day, like I wanted to, I left the bedroom and decided to start unpacking what I could. I've never been much of a pack rat, most of what I brought with me were just the necessities. I started with my clothes, being the easiest to unpack because I didn't have to think about where to put them. I took my time putting my clothes away since I wasn't really in the mood to go into town anymore, Izaya had killed my good mood. I had become a complete perfectionist and by the time I had finished it was almost four o'clock.
A sigh escaped my lips. I was bored with unpacking but I still didn't want to go back into the city. I ended up leaving my apartment and wandering around the city anyway, praying that I didn't end up running into Izaya. Nothing had really changed since high school, I was still avoiding him like the plague. I wouldn't say he used to stalk me, but it was something to that effect. He would show up almost everywhere I went, and he loved to randomly turn up in my bedroom at obscure hours in the night. At first I would get angry and attempt to kick him out, but it was useless because he was stronger and more stubborn than I. During our last year at Raira was when we became really close and I started to look forward to him sneaking into my room. I even welcomed him into my home and we would talk for hours about anything and everything, sometimes we would fall asleep and he would end up spending the night. That's when I knew I was in trouble.
Shizuo never approved of Izaya and I's relationship, and frankly neither did I. But with Izaya nothing was really my choice anyway. When he wants something, nothing can stop him. I thought about finding Shizuo and telling him what Izaya was up to but I wasn't so sure myself and it wouldn't be fair to drag him into my problems. Shinra might understand but then again that crazy doctor has been rooting for Izaya and I since day one. I frowned and decided that I'd just stay by myself for a while.
I walked around aimlessly without any real destination in mind. Unlike most towns as the day began to end, more people started to appear on the streets. But they weren't the innocent civilians that were strolling around earlier in the day, they looked, for lack of a better word, sketchy. There were tons of people in yellow, no doubt Yellow Scarves gang members that Celty has been warning me about. They were grouped in large numbers by a fountain in the park I was walking though. It wasn't a reassuring sight.
I uneasily held my bag tighter to my body and began to pick up my pace when I noticed that a couple of them were staring. It wasn't a new concept to receive unwanted attention in this city considering that almost everyone was Japanese, and I am not. I narrowed my eyes when they attempted to call me over and kept walking. My heart rate picked up because the voices got louder and I heard footsteps getting closer and with a quick glance behind I realized that a few gang members had branched off from the main group and were following me.
If I had to I might be able to take on one person, maybe. I'm a petite girl and not very strong, so there was no way I could fend of the four guys that were following me. By now adrenaline was pumping through my veins and there were ridiculously terrible scenarios going through my mind. I broke out into a run, planing to lose them in the crowded streets. It might have been irrational to assume the worst, but at that moment all I could think about was getting away. They were shouting behind me and trying to get me to slow down which prompted me to go faster.
When I made it to the crowded street, I began to calm down thinking it was safer with a bunch of witness. My thinking also became clearer. I remembered something Izaya had told me years ago. I asked him how he always managed to hide from Shizuo and he said that he hides in plain sight most of the time. Since Shizuo would be looking movement to spot Izaya, he would look over him if he was standing still.
I spotted a trio of nice looking high schoolers walking on the other side of the street and dashed over to them. The blonde haired boy was holding onto a grey hoody so I knew that I could use it too blend into the crowd. Maybe hanging out with Izaya wasn't always a bad thing, he did give out good advice sometimes.
I made my way right into the middle of their small group and brashly grabbed the hooded jacket out of the blonde kid's hand and swiftly threw it on over my shirt. He seemed taken aback with his eyes as big as saucers but didn't say anything when I hooked my arm with his and huddled closer to the three of them. I noticed the girl who's hair was the same length as mine timidly stepped back a little and the other boy with blueish grey eyes took a step in front of her. I raised an eyebrow, their behavior was interesting I wouldn't have pegged them as a couple. I quickly pushed away thoughts of accessing the younger kids for the moment and focused on the thugs that were following me. I hesitantly glanced over my shoulder and saw them continuing on down the street and sighed in relief. I detangled myself from the boy and relaxed.
"Sorry about that." I said as I pulled the boy's hoody off and handed it back to him. "I was being chased so thank you for hiding me." The three shared a glance, no doubt trying to figure out how to react, when the blonde spoke up.
"No problem! Anything for a gorgeous babe such as yourself." The kid slung an arm around my shoulder and gave me a flirty smile causing my cheeks to heat up. "Who were you running from anyway?"
"Some Yellow Scares thugs." I responded. The blonde kid tensed up and removed his arm from my shoulder immediately. His playboy demeanor dropped suddenly and he turned stoic and serious. Interesting.
"Th-that's scary, those people can be very dangerous!" The blue eyed boy stuttered nervously. The girl beside him nodded in agreement while the blonde seemed to be focused on something else. That was a sudden and odd change in him.
"So why were they chasing you miss?" Blue eyes asked. I shrugged my shoulders, I honestly didn't know for sure so there was no need to make up a story. When I didn't give a verbal response we fell into a temporary silence. The girl shifted uncomfortably and crossed her arms over her chest making the well endowed girl look even bigger. The blue eyed boy noticed as well because his cheeks reddened and he struck up another conversation to divert attention.
"So, uh, what's your name?" He asked shyly.
"Natalia Rasputin. Yours?"
"Ryugamine Mikado, and this is Sonohara Anri, and Kida Masoami." Mikado gestured to his other two friends. Anri bowed politely and Masoami was still in deep thought. Mikado elbowed the other boy who snapped out of whatever daze he was in and resumed his cheery persona. I was about to call the blonde Masoami out on his lack of attention but caught myself. I'm not normally a nosy person, I don't know why I was suddenly so interested in this kid. I haven't even been around Izaya for more than a couple hours and he was already influencing me.
"It's very nice to meet all of you!" They were kind enough to let me hang out with them for while. They were nice kids, even though Masoami hit on me every chance he got I could tell he didn't mean any harm. I learned a couple things about this trio. One was that Mikado, although a shy kid at first, is very inquisitive and likes to ask questions, lots and lots of questions. Anri on the other hand is very quiet, she reminds me a lot of myself. Another thing I noticed was that Masoami has some sort of affiliation with the Yellow Scarves, every time someone in yellow would pass by he would tense up and get shifty.
I was actually enjoying myself even though I was talking with teenagers about eight years my junior. I was content in just listening and watching the trio interact with one another. I was about to chalk it up to a good day when a familiar fur trimmed coat bobbed into my line of sight. I frowned and quickly blocked myself from his vision by hiding behind Masoami who gave me a quizzical look. I waved him off and he continued on with his story about this chick he met the other day at the market that is apparently his 'soul mate'.
After a few moments Izaya didn't come popping up beside so I assumed I was in the clear. Well you know was assuming does. Izaya suddenly appeared on the other side of Masoami with that stupid smirk on his face. I quickly jumped behind Kida again hoping that Izaya hadn't seen me.
"Ah Kida-kun I haven't seen you in ages!" Izaya said dramatically. Masoami had stiffened considerably and like before he dropped his playful demeanor for a serious one.
"I saw you last week Orihara-san." Masoami responded stoically. Izaya chuckled heartily.
"No need to be so formal Kida-kun! We are good friends are we not?" Izaya chuckled again like he had just told a good joke. Masoami stumbled for a response, he didn't want to say yes because it would be a lie, but he didn't want to say no because he was afraid of Izaya's response. Kida mumbled a 'yea' which just made the informant laugh louder. Mikado watched curiously while Anri seemed to be trying to kill Izaya with her eyes. I glanced over at Izaya and found that he was already staring at me with an amused expression on his face. My face paled considerably and a curse was mumbled under my breath.
"Ah Kida-kun how nice of you to take care of my Nata-chan while I was away!" All three teens watched bewildered as Izaya made his way behind me and snaked his arms around my waist pulling me close him. My cheeks burned red and my nose scrunched up in annoyance.
"You two know each other?" Mikado asked.
"Unfortunately Izaya and I went to Raira together." I said with a grimace. Izaya faked a pout and rested his chin on my shoulder.
"Ah don't be like that Nata-chan!" His voice was laced with pretend hurt.
"So you two are friends?" Mikado pressed. And at the same time I said 'yes' Izaya said 'no'. I sighed exasperatedly. What in the world was he talking about? He always insisted that we were friends and now he's denying it? I craned my neck and scowled at him, only to find that infuriating smirk.
"Which is it? Yes or no?" At that moment I no longer found Ryugamine's curiousness entertaining anymore. This was probably a reason as to why Izaya decided to come over here, Mikado-san seemed to be full of questions that Izaya just loves to answer.
"Well I guess you could call us friends," Izaya started while scratching his chin, pretending to think of a good answer, "but I don't think that would completely encompass our relationship. No maybe lover would be bet-" I harshly jabbed my elbow into his gut and glared daggers at him. He gave me an innocent look and shrugged his shoulders like he didn't see anything wrong with the statement.
The three students almost died where they stood. Was it even possible for some one to harbor those kinds of feelings for the cold hearted info broker? Was Izaya even possible of harboring those types of feelings? They all looked quite taken aback with this statement. I knew the redness in my cheeks could equally that of a strawberry's.
"We are not lovers!" I spit out trying to clear the air of what Izaya had just infected it with.
"Then what would you call us Nata-chan?" Izaya said huskily, murmuring into my neck sending a shiver down my spine. I scowled angrily at him and shoved him hard enough to push him off of me.
"I was perfectly fine with the term 'friends'!" I hissed sternly. I could see that Masoami was getting uncomfortable with this situation, Mikado was becoming for interested with each remark, and Anri, man if looks could kill. My eyes closed and I briefly yearned to be a part of the grey sea of people that were passing by. What would I give to be able to completely submerse myself in the grey. My eyes shot open revealing their jade color when I felt Izaya grab my hand. He turned it so the palm side was facing me and the back of my hand was facing the kids.
"This is how I would define our relationship!" He sounded so happy and cheery it was slightly disturbing. Mikado leaned in to get a better look at the ring on my ring finger, a look of amazement passed over his face.
"I didn't know you two were engaged Izaya-san!" Izaya pulled me close again and his laughter rumbled through his chest and it felt like it rumbled through mine as well.
"Not many people know Mikado-kun! I'm a very private man you know." I scoffed at his ridiculous claim, for heaven's sake he was an information broker! Privacy wasn't something he practiced often, if at all. Then he pulled me so tightly to him it became a little hard to breath.
"Though there is something that should be painfully obvious though. Nata-chan is mine! She has been ever since we met and will be until the end of time." I hate when he gets all dramatic and possessive.
"Clingy doesn't look good on you Izaya." I bit out. Izaya was preparing himself a retort when a familiar voice broke through the crowd.
"IZA-YAAAA!" Shizuo's voice roared.
Thank. God.
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