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Chapter 4

Normal POV

The bell rang and off the students went to the cafeteria for lunch. Izaya gathered his books and started to walk towards the Lunch Room.

He got in line, paid for his food and found a table that was un-occupied.

He surveyed the groups of people and what was happening at each table, the so called 'cool kids' were all on there phones texting each other even though they were right beside each other, giggling came from the table where the all the gossip girls sat, cheering usually came from the sports table, and pure silence from the 'nerds'.

Satisfied with his observations he began to eat his food.

Fifteen minutes into lunch and he was disturbed by some one gently setting down their trey and sitting across from him. There was this whole table that no one else was sitting at and this person decides to sit right in front of him, blocking his view of the window. Great.

Izaya didn't even bother to look up, he already had a pretty good idea of who it was.

"Hey Izaya, its been a while, how are you"?

Izaya looked up from his half eaten lunch into the eyes of his ex boyfriend, Hiroshi Suzuki.

He had chocolatey brown hair styled in a pixie cut, slightly tanned skin and vibrant green eyes. He was well built and the pitcher for the baseball team. It was true that when they were dating Izaya became quite popular with the cool kids on account of who he was seen with, although he was secretly hated by everyone because nobody believed that he deserved Hiroshi. When Izaya had met Hiroshi, he didnt have any friends and was an outcast, he was labled weird and was bullied quite frequently until Hiroshi became aware of his friends beating up on an innocent, very cute, raven haired genius. Soon after Izaya and Hiroshi split up, the bullies targeted him again, once even putting him in the hospital, but of course this stopped after Hiroshi found out about it. So now the bullying was narrowed down to rumours over the internet, and gossiping over texts.

The only problem was, Hiroshi was still in love with him.

Izaya had broken up with him shortly after his visit to the lake where he first met Shizuo, and ever since then Hiroshi hasn't left him alone. He always wants to know what he did wrong and what made Izaya break up with him, but no matter how many times Izaya tells him it wasn't his fault, Hiroshi always comes back asking for forgiveness.

Hiroshi is a good guy, and Izaya really did love him, but he loved Shizuo more.

"I saw you with that guy" Hiroshi said leaning in closer to Izaya. "The one who always drops you off at school".

"..."

Izaya waited for Hiroshi to elaborate and got frustrated when all he got back was silence.

"And ..." Izaya motioned with his hand for Hiroshi to continue.

"Is he why you dumped me?! He doesn't even go to this school! He looks like he's 20 years old!"

This sudden outburst caught the attention of half of the people in the lunchroom, much to Izaya's displeasure, he hates being watched, especially when all the people who are watching him were only looking to judge him.

Izaya put his finger to his lips and whispered "keep it down". But of course hiroshi didnt listen, and instead raised his voice and octave.

"Who is he to you"?!

"Thats none if your business". Izaya said in a low tone.

"Like hell it isn't!" Hiroshi slammed his hands down on the table, effectively silencing the whole cafeteria and gaining the attention of everyone in the room.

Izaya glared at Hiroshi, warning him to back off. During the argument, Hiroshi had leaned in closer and closer and was now almost touching noses with Izaya.

Izaya violently pushed Hiroshi away from him and got up to throw out the rest of his lunch. Two steps into his retreat, his wrist was grabbed and he was forcefully turned around to face Hiroshi.

"Izaya –"

The bell rang cutting Hiroshi off.

'Saved by the bell' Izaya thought to himself as he wrenched his arm out of Hiroshi's hold and rushed out of the lunchroom to his next class.

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The rest of the day went by fast and before he knew it, the bell rang and school ended. Izaya managed to avoid Hiroshi and was now on his way to the parking lot to meet up with Shizuo. He put his hands in his pockets, and realized he didn't have his phone. By that time he had walked out of the school and was halfway across the parking lot, he could see Shizuo leaning against his car, waiting for him to arrive.

"SHIZU-CHAN"! Izaya shouted, waving and arm in the air. Shizuo looked up, and waved back.

"I FORGOT MY PHONE! I'LL BE RIGHT BACK!" Izaya shouted. Shizuo gave a thumbs up and watched as Izaya ran back inside the school.

'Where could it be'? He thought as he opened the door to the school. He retraced his steps in his mind, thinking where he could have left it.

English? ... no ... Science lab? ... no ... Math class? ... no.

...

The gym, the locker rooms, he probably left it in there.

He jogged down the halls until he came across the door labeled 'Gymnasium'.

He pushed the door oped and trotted inside, running into the boy's locker room. He opened his locker and reached his hand to the very top, feeling around for his phone. He sighed when felt the familiar rectangular shape and pulled his hand down to inspect the electronic. Once he was sure it was fine, despite being all alone for who knows how long, he jumped up and started to head towards the door. But before he reached the handle, the door swung open to reveal the whole baseball team.

"Well well well, if it isn't the little faggot".

'crap'

A/N: This came sooner than I planned, I really want to update more regularly like every weekend, but this friday I will be going on a Vacation so this will count as the update that was supposed to come this weekend. I will start updating more regularly. And there might still be another update this weekend, it depends on how many lovely reviews I get. I always look forward to the comments on my story, even if they are correcting me, as long as it's constructive criticism and not insults.

P.S. Sorry if there are mistakes, sometimes I miss things and I haven't found someone to edit my story yet.

I feel like the story is becoming too normal when the title clearly promises there to be some 'demon' supernatural business, so I'll make sure to add more of that.