Chapter 5
…and there stood Orihara Izaya.
Yuki watched him approach her with her glowing red eyes, her guard on high and her hand gripping on her knife. It took her a while to register that it was Izaya instead of any other person that dares break in her apartment.
'Clam down… it's me…Izaya.' He took a few steps closer towards her.
Yuki however was still trembling; her hands had an iron grip on her knife and bed sheets, her eyes still high on alert and glowing a bright red.
-Izaya-
'Yuki… it's me…' Izaya continued, he took a cautious step on each foot until he reached her bed, 'Yuki, you're still recovering from your panic attack, you have to breath, relax…'
'No…no…' Yuki gasped. She pointed her knife at him, 'no…no… stay away…'
'Yuki… ' Izaya finally reached her bed and slowly edged his hand closer towards hers, he gently pry open her knife-holding hand and placed it aside, cautious of his every movement so he doesn't starlet her. After the knife was safely placed away, he slowly bent over and wrapped his arms around her fragile being.
'It's ok… it's just a bad dream, that's all…' Izaya tried to comfort her with his surprisingly soothing voice. His head rested on Yuki's shoulder and he felt it relax.
-Yuki-
Yuki felt the strong arms around her body, and those comforting words that were still fuzzy to her, but she clamed down either way. Her red eyes swirled back into her brown ones and she relaxed. Yuki unconsciously wrapped her arms around the raven and rested her chin on his shoulder.
-Izaya-
'Yuki… it's ok, everything's fine…' Izaya whispered. He leaned in closer and tightened the hug. Izaya has never felt so protective all his life. Of another human being, he's never even hug his sisters this way before. And just like that, Izaya began to feel the warmth of being with another…person. The warmth of holding another, he has never felt this way… in forever.
-Yuki-
The way he held her… it just feels right. She has never been hugged like this since… then. She longed for this, and here it is. But she was definitely not expecting him. Either way, she loved the feeling. She felt her breath clam, her tensed body relax and her eyes soften.
'Izaya… I'm fine now.' Yuki whispered, just then a sound of thunder rattled through the windows, causing Yuki to jump.
'No you're not…' Izaya chuckled; he then patted her back a few times.
The sudden sincerity in his voice caused Yuki tense once again, and move away from him.
'What's wrong?' Izaya asked.
'Nope, too nice, too nice, what's wrong with him?'
'That was suppose to be my line…' Yuki gasped, '… I barely even know you, and you came barging into my home and… I don't know…' Yuki sighed and wrapped her arms around her shoulders protectively.
-Izaya-
He watched as Yuki wrapped her arms around herself. He watched as her shoulders tensed, again, her head casted down. He wanted her to look strong and happy, he really wanted to see that but…
'I'm sorry…' Izaya whispered.
'For what?'
'Barging into your house without permission.'
'Izaya…' Yuki called and used her slender fingers to lift his chin, 'Izaya, you're trying too hard, and something tells me that you have never apologize all your life.'
Izaya looked into her now, warm brown eyes, full of love. Anyone who actually won her heart is damn lucky.
'I don't know what I'm doing either…' Izaya complained and ruffled his raven hair.
-Yuki-
Yuki knew perfectly well, that the man sitting in front of her eyes having a personal debate with himself has fallen for her. But instead of accepting it, she wanted to wait, wait for him to put the pieces together and accept the fact that he has fallen for a girl. She smiled at this. She loved the way he looked in his V-neck shirt and tight jeans, his raven hair not too long and not too short either. The way his eyebrows crinkled as he thought of a logical way to explain the sudden need to be around another person. Then she whispered…
'Izaya…come here…'
'What?' he asked.
Yuki extended her arms and wrapped them around his neck and pulled him closer towards her.
-Izaya-
He just sat there, letting Yuki wrap her arms around his neck. He relaxed and inhaled the sweet scent of lavender that has been lingering around her ever since he came into contact with her.
'We stared off on the wrong foot didn't we?' Izaya asked.
'Yes we did…' Yuki whispered.
'It's 4am in the morning… don't you want to go to bed?' Izaya asked.
'Sleep with me.'
'Ok.'
-Yuki-
Yuki woke up, somehow, earlier than she expected. She opened her eyes expecting to see the old bamboo walls of her bedroom back in her hometown. Instead, she woke up to the white ceiling of her new apartment with the feeling of another arm around her waist. She turned around to look at the most handsome sleeping man next to her. Smiling, and the sincerity of it made her heart melt.
'Good Morning princess…' Izaya whispered into her ear and nibbled her neck.
'Morning…' Yuki chuckled and hugged him closer.
[Third POV]
They lay there for a moment, enjoying the peaceful sounds of birds chirping and the sunrays coming through the window.
The sound of the starting of a motorcycle engine and the whining of a horse startled Yuki and Izaya chuckled.
'What?'
'You're afraid of everything…' Izaya sighed and bumped his forehead against hers.
'No I'm not…' Yuki sighed and looked Izaya in the eye, and she kissed him. Right on his lips, and wrapped her arms around his neck. Izaya, was of course shocked, but returned it anyways. They were on the bed for god knows how long until they finally let go of each other.
-Izaya-
His breathing was heavy, and his face was flushed. He has never kissed a girl in his life and this by far, was the best. He looked Yuki in the eye and smiled.
'Thank you…' Izaya whispered against her ear and pecked her cheek.
Yuki giggled, 'don't you have work?'
'I can go anytime I want…' Izaya slurred and got on top of her, he bent down and kissed her full on the lips once more and get out of bed, ' … but I still have to go.'
Yuki giggled again, 'have fun…'
'Stay safe…' Izaya said and walked out the door.