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Despite what I thought, I was able to sleep deeply. It was one of those things that you can feel that you haven't moved since you fell asleep. A content sigh left my lips and I slowly stretched out my limbs, sighing again with a smile on my face. I peeked an eye open and noticed that no light was streaming in behind the curtain, it was still early in the morning.

I snuggled in deeper into the plush comforter to go back to sleep when I heard a familiar sound. I stilled for a few moments straining to hear it again. There it was; a baby crying. Instinctively I dashed out of the bed and made my way towards the noise. I didn't recognize the layout of the house I was but strangely I automatically knew where I was going. There was a door right across the hall and upon going inside I saw a wooden crib placed in the center. I gingerly stepped closer and peered over the edge of the crib.

Laying inside was a small baby boy with little brunette curls in simple light blue footy pajamas. Seeing the infant warmed my insides and a smile made its way onto my face. I always found young infants to be beautiful, it was something about their pure innocence. When the babe began to cry again I reached into the crib and gently picked it up, cradling it in my arms. As soon as I had picked him up his crying stopped and he nuzzled closer to me. I gave him a soft smile and stroked his pudgy pink cheek tenderly.

He made a cute little noise and slowly opened his eyes. I gasped and almost fell to the floor. The baby giggled and the thought passed through my mind that he was laughing at me. I stared shocked at him and he looked into my eyes with such a fierce intensity that I have only ever seen in one person before. The baby was watching or more so observing me like he was taking in every detail on my face. But if the way he looked at me wasn't freaky enough, his piercing red eyes were enough to stop my heart.

I felt struck by stupidity as to why I didn't notice the similarities in the child. He had curly brown hair that was the exact same shade as mine and he had those eyes, his eyes. As I was about to put the baby back to bed a pair of arms wrapped themselves tightly around my waist. My body went rigid at the unexpected embrace and I possessively brought the child closer to my chest, like I was protecting him from something, someone. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. I could smell his cologne, it was always that fresh simple smell. He leaned down and set his chin on my shoulder, our faces so close his cheek was flush against mine. I was positive that he could feel the heat rising in my cheeks.

I tried my best to ignore him and focused on the baby in my arms. The odd thing though, is it seemed that Izaya was doing the same thing. I took a quick peek at Izaya and he had the most loving look in his eyes that I have never seen before. The softness in his features was a unique and oddly enough, almost beautiful. It was enough to make my heart skip a beat. I got so caught up in the moment I almost missed what he said.

"What are you doing up? I thought we agreed it was my turn to check on the baby." He murmured into my ear, lips whisping over the soft lobe. With some self restraint I kept a shiver from trailing down my back. When I didn't respond he continued on.

"You know I think he looks more like you, a shame really I was hoping that he would have all of my charm and beauty." I could here the smirk in his voice like he always sound like when he's teasing. It was hard to tell though because he's a such conceded jerk he could be completely serious in what he said. But I wasn't really worried about his teasing. Ever since I woke up there was a feeling that something was off, and I ignored the obvious signs for reasons I don't know why. Suddenly I became all too aware of my situation.

I groaned as I opened my eyes, taking in the bright sunlight bleeding into the room that Shinra let me sleep in. It wasn't the first time Izaya has been in my dreams, they used to be plagued by him always popping up. Back in high school he would appear in them all the time either as just a face in the crowd or sometimes as a key figure. Even after I left I dreamed of him sometimes. But never like that, he's never been a positive aspect in my dreams as he was just then.

A frustrated sigh escaped my mouth and I rubbed my face trying to rub away the uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I had only been back one day and Izaya was already manipulating my subconscious mind. It had been such a lovely dream and Izaya's presence had ruined it. I've always wanted a baby boy but definitely not with Izaya.

Finally I pushed myself up onto my elbows and groggily sat on the bed. With a glance at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was only around six in the morning and must be pissed off God already because as soon as I had relaxed from the anxiety of having Izaya's unwelcome entrance into my dream, he was popping up in the real world. I gave a yelp and comically fell off the edge of the bed. Sitting silently at the foot of bed was a smirking Izaya. I must have been so into my thoughts that I didn't even seen him. I get like that a lot, where I'm so wrapped up in my thoughts that I don't focus enough on my surroundings. That's why I run into people when walking sometimes.

I felt like crawling under the bed and never coming out, I should have noticed him. I hid my face with part of the sheets that had slid off the bed when I did, trying to put as much protection in front of my reddened cheeks as I could. But of course Izaya wouldn't let me bow out of this gracefully. I heard the bed squeak and felt it shift under his weight as he crawled on the bed, no doubt closer to me.

"You're not very observant are you Nata-chan." He stated with a chuckled. I didn't bother with a response and pulled the blanket tighter over my body in attempts to continue hiding, cocooning myself in the sheets. In my defense though it was early. Izaya laughed even more and again I heard him moving around on the bed.

"Are you trying to ignore me ne-?" Again I didn't give an answer like if I didn't make a noise he would forget about me. He sighed and became silent, I almost thought he had given up. But he quickly proved me wrong when I felt myself being lifted up into the air. I hated the fact that he could man handle me without any effort, it was distressing. I brushed up against the bed and Izaya harshly dropped me down beside him. I grunted quietly as I bounced a couple times but other than that I childishly continued to stay under the protection of the blanket, refusing to open up to him. How did he even get in here? Surely Shinra wouldn't let him in and neither would Celty considering she hates him.

Izaya began to try to peel back the sheets that were covering my face but my grip tightened. After a few attempts he attempted a new approach. Instead of pulling the blanket off, he began to relentlessly tickle my sides to loosen my hold. I've always been very ticklish something I wish he had never found out. I couldn't stop myself from laughing and soon as I started I couldn't stop. My sides began to hurt and eventually I wasn't able to hold on to the blanket. Quickly my protection was striped away from me and Izaya was grinning down out me, leaving me awkwardly lying on the bed. I glared at him, while still attempting to calm myself down and stop laughing.

"Ah Nata-chan why were you hiding from me?" He faked a pout and put on his best hurt expression. I sighed and averted my eyes, it was too early in the morning to put up with his crap.

"Why are you are here?" I asked plainly.

"I asked you first Nata-chan! You can't answer my question with a question." He said smoothly with an amused look on his face. I quirked an eyebrow up delicately.

"I didn't answer you Izaya-san, I just responded with a question." The informant gave me an odd look before a mischievous smile broke across his face.

"I suppose you did." He shifted his position until he was laying on his stomach with his chin resting in both of palms, he looked like a teenage girl learning new gossip with that stupid expectant expression on his face. "How about we make a deal, you answer my question and I'll answer yours. Seem fair?" I grimaced because I hate giving him what he wants but nodded despite my reservations. Izaya gave me his obnoxious grin as he waited for my response. I rolled my eyes. He made a gesture indicating for me to respond.

"Because I don't like waking up to your unwelcome presence." I told him simply. He gave me a fake surprised look with wide eyes and his mouth slack jawed.

"So mean Nata-chan!" I rolled my eyes again and muttered a 'what ever'. He groaned theatrically flopped on to his back, moving him close enough so that our sides were touching. "But since you answered I guess I have to answer you now ne-?" He moved on to his side, holding his head up in the palm of his hand.

"Well it is a very interesting story I am glad you asked! After Shizu-chan and I's little tift," I scoffed at his 'tift' comment, " I decided that I would follow you to make sure you made it home ok." He made it sound like he was a good Samaritan and not a stalker. "And since that protozoan took to walk you home I was extra nervous about your well being, I was amazed that you made it here alive! Let alone without getting a single scratch on you! I mean I thought that you would have-"

"You're rambling Izaya." I sighed, he was annoying me with his endless story, which was exactly what he was trying to do, and I just wasn't in the mood for it. He smile again.

"Ah you're so right Nata-chan! So anyway I followed you-"

"Stalked." I corrected. Izaya rolled his eyes and waved off my comment.

"Anyway you went into Shinra-kun's place so naturally I decided to follow you in."

"Naturally." I repeated dryly rolling my eyes at him for the umpteenth time that morning. I made the mistake of catching Izaya's eye and I saw a glimpse of partial annoyance flash over them, something that he didn't show often. A low growl rumbled from the back of his throat in an almost menacing way. An uneasy feeling formed in the pit of my stomach, Izaya was looking at me like a predator does his prey. I made a move to get up off the bed but instead of moving forward like I had intended I found myself pinned to the bed. It took a moment or two for me to realize that Izaya had basically tackled me and was straddling my waist along with holding my arms down making it hard to move. I had the grace to blush madly and my breath caught in my throat. He leaned down slowly and purposefully putting his stomach and chest flush against mine giving me no breathing room.

"Now Nata-chan if you keep interrupting I'll never get to finish my story." He spoke so close to my ear his lips would feather over the soft tissue. The tone in his voice was threatening almost baiting me to make a retort and normally I would have but in my current situation I was afraid of what he might do. Wasn't the point of coming to Celty and Shinra's to avoid Izaya? I was really beginning to regret returning to Ikebukuro. Izaya smirked against my neck when I chose to remain silent, the action caused goosebumps to rise on my skin in an uncomfortable way.

"As I was saying," Each word felt like he lightly kissing my neck, it was unnerving, but when I rolled my head in attempts to get his lips off of me he read the situation wrong and took it as if I was wanting more contact so he pressed his mouth harder against my neck, "you were already asleep I when came in so I decided I would wait to see you in the morning." I couldn't control a shiver, Izaya knows that I've liked him since high school and it disgusts me that he thinks he can take advantage of that whenever he wants. And he wonders why I'm mean to him.

"So you stalked me to say goodnight? But since I was already sleep you decided to wait in here 'till morning because... Izaya your story doesn't make much sense. You wanted to say goodnight so you waited until morning?" I held my breath nervously unsure of how he would react to my skepticism. He was in charge of this situation completely, I was at his mercy in whatever he decided to do. That wasn't a very happy thought. Izaya shifted his weight again so that he was no longer constricting my breathing and sat back so we could see one another's face.

"Is it so hard to believe that I just wanted to be near you?" He said with such sincerity and softness that I had no idea how to react. The expression he wore on his face reminded me all to much of the one he bore in my dream, it was a loving look to say the least. For the first time I honestly believed his words.

"I-" I started but failed to come up with a response. "Um-" It was hard to keep eye contact with his gaze, I've had no problems with holding his glares or even his infuriating smirks, but this new look was too much.

"You what? Don't mumble Nata-chan despite what you think I'm not a mind reader." He joked. At that moment he gave me the most intense look as if we were the only two people in the world, like I could say anything and he would be understanding. In that moment I wanted to confess my feelings to him although he already knew them. I wanted to be able to just stop fighting him and see where this would take me. I wanted to ride whatever ride Izaya would take me on. But I couldn't. This was Izaya and though the words were at the tip of my tongue, I wouldn't allow them to come out. I was too afraid.

Izaya could see the inner battle that was taking place in my mind and so his gaze softened. He used a hand to gently brush away a few stray curls that were messily strewn around my face, leaving his hand to cup my cheek. And in one of those unique times the crazy info broker gave me a genuine smile without an annoying smirk present.

"I know this is hard for you. You've known me for years and you know my manipulative and obviously insane side. You know I lie and you know that I take pleasure in destroying people. I've never tried to hide that from you." He sighed and began to slowly stroke my cheek with his thumb. At first thought I thought it was just an affectionate gesture but I soon realized that he was wiping away tears that had escaped. I guess my will to keep my emotions under control wasn't as strong as thought.

"I've said many times that it's impossible for me to love just one person because I love all humans. But I've made an exception for you. Natalia don't take me lightly when I say this but I really do truly have strong feelings for you." He seemed to be searching my eyes for a response but I was so taken aback with what he just said I didn't know how to react. I was almost positive that he was being real with me but I just wasn't ready to accept it, let alone tell him I felt the same. My hunger was my saving grace though. I hadn't eaten since the instant ramen I made at my dorm before I left for the over night train ride back to Ikebukuro. That was almost two days ago. My stomach made a loud growling noise alerting the two of us.

Izaya sighed and carefully lifted himself off of me. He stood up and brushed out the wrinkles in his clothes. During this whole situation I had been confused and unsure of how to react. So I stayed where I was, laying on my back dumbfounded by all that Izaya had just said. I had no fight left in me, I had been fighting Izaya for years and my resolve was diminishing. He extending his hand to me in a very gentlemanly way which I took and he slowly pulled me up into a standing position. This time though his slow movements didn't seem like a deliberate ploy like they normally do, they seemed more like he was trying to be gentle with me. I must be in a more fragile state than I thought if Izaya was on his best behavior.

I wiped away the last remnants of my tears with the sleeve of my sweater and watched Izaya retrieve my boots from by the door and bring them over. I just stared dumbly at him as he led me over to a chair and quietly told me to sit down. I complied with his request, as long as he didn't press on any hot button subjects I would be able to regain composure. I hated the fact that I cried in front of him, even if it wasn't a nasty or loud cry it was still embarrassing and disheartening.

He handed placed my shoes in front of me and sat down beside the bed. We put our shoes on in silence. I knew he was planning to take me outside because we were putting our shoes on, probably because he knows I am hungry. And now that I think about it felt like my tummy was eating itself. I really should have bothered to eat yesterday, but in my defense I did have some complications thrown my way.

As Izaya led me out of the apartment we had the unfortunate luck of running into Celty and Shinra in the living room. Izaya had taken to holding my hand as he pulled me out of the room. It was suspicious enough that Izaya and I exited a bedroom together at six thirty in the morning but Izaya's stupid smirk had returned making it even worse. I was a little glad though that he was smirking again. I knew how to handle a snarky Izaya but that serious and honest one was too much for me. Although I relaxed some when Izaya seemed to be back to normal, I was still a little tense. So when Shinra's eyes bugged out of his skull with his jaw practically on the floor and Celty nearly spilled out of her chair as she flailed awkwardly I had the strong need to pummel Izaya. I noticed I only ever get this violent around Izaya and the violence is normally aimed at him.

Izaya chuckled at them and tugged on my hand to pull me out of the door. Closing the door behind me I could hear Shinra yelling excitedly to Celty, the fool probably assumes that we got together. I grimaced at that thought.

I let Izaya lead me around for a while but soon my curiosity got the better of me and brought me out of my docile state.

"Izaya where are you taking me?" He looked down at me curiously and put his hand on his chin as if he were thinking.

"I was thinking about that little shop over in the Ishiki shopping center for breakfast."

"I have work in a couple hours, I don't have time for one of your adventures." In the past Izaya would all but kidnap me from whatever I was doing and he would take me out on these long excursions that usually ended with us running away from someone. Always in a state of perpetual trouble.

The raven haired man shook his head in silent laughter and slung an arm over my shoulder.

"You worry too much Nata-chan. I promise you'll have time to get ready and make it to your job on time." When I glared at him he only laughed again.

"I'm serious! I'll let you go after we finish our breakfast date!" A sly smile wormed its way on his as a frown set into mine.

"Izaya why are going on a date, we aren't dating." He sighed dramatically and shook his head at me.

"Nata-chan you are a linguist right? Obviously if we are going on a date then we are in fact dating. It has to do with all of that verb conjugation and such? I believe that was present progressive form."

"Yes it was present progressive but it doesn't apply to us because we aren't dating." I was attempting to keep my composure but Izaya is the most frustrating human being on the planet. If he's even human I thought offhandedly. Though I was trying my best I could hear my annoyance slipping into my speech. I was already formulating a plan to get out of this and go home, when he decided to shoot a low blow.

"You're right we aren't dating, how thoughtless of me to say that! We're engaged that's a better term is it not?" The arm he had around my should tightened and brought me uncomfortably closer to his body, I had to place a hand on his chest to keep a safe amount of distance between us. His face hardened in a serious expression.

"If it isn't clear to you yet, I'll make it perfectly plain for you. I am the king of this city, a god practically and as promised soon, very soon I will make you my queen. Don't forget that Natalia." I stared at him with wide eyes. Of course I had never forgotten what he practically engraved into my mind. I knew I was running out of time. And as hopeless as it sounded, there probably wasn't much I could do to avoid it. A sigh left my lips and I looked down at the ground.

"Always so dramatic Izaya-san."

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