"JESUS!" I yelled. "What the hell Izaya!"Wriggling free and backing away. I didn't bother taking off his jacket. He smiled. "What? I'm showing affection to my Ai~chan." He said walking closer to me. I broke into a run. He just calmly walked behind me. I finally got to my house and slammed the door. Mikado looked at me curiously. What's wrong Yuyuki?" He asked. "Nothing. " I said. "Keep doing your homework. I was his older sister, and since our parents were back in our hometown, I decided to go with him.
That's right, I forgot to introduce myself.
I'm Yuyuki Ryugamine
I'm twenty years old.
I have no current jobs, or friends. (Except Celty who I just recently met.)
I'm in a gang called The Dollars.
I like ice cream and knives.
Anyways, Mikado came into my room after hearing me slam myself into my bed. "Yuyuki?" He said in that sweet voice my brother has. He immediately noticed the jacket. "Is that… Izaya's jacket?" He asked. "Yes." I said stubbornly. "I stole it." Mikado shrugged. "I'll never get girls." He sighed going back and doing his homework. I curled up on my bed with Izaya's jacket wrapped around me. It smelled just like him. I imagined his lips pressing on mine. I smiled. I eventually dozed off into a sleep. Me and Izaya were together just sitting. "Ai~chan." He said. "Come with me." He held out his hand. I grabbed it. Then, I saw the world through his eyes. Everyone hated him, thought he'd be better off dead. Others told others to stay away from him, like he had a contagious disease. Little did Izaya know that I cared for him. I woke up two hours later wrapped in his coat, warm. I sat up and put on my shoes. There was a note on the table:
Went to hang out with Masaomi, be back later
"Sweet kid." I mumbled. I locked the door to the apartment and turned around.
"Hellooooo." Said Izaya. I jumped. ""Oh my god. How long have you been standing there?" I asked. "I just got here." He smiled. "Thought I should drop in on my Ai~chan. And pick up my coat of course." I went to take it off. "No no, I was only kidding. Keep it; you seem to love it so much." I rolled my eyes. "And how would you know that?" I asked. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "I know everything in Ikebukuro." He said. I walked down the stairs. "And where are you going this evening?" he asked me.
"Job hunting." I said shortly. He scoffed. "You won't find any jobs here." I turned around. "What? Why?" He walked up to me. "Nobody in Ikebukuro is hiring… Except me of course." I gave him a confused look. "Hiring for what job?" I asked. He put his hand over my shoulder again. "Just to run errands and be my toy. It's fun to play with you." He said. I glared at him. "I'm a human, not a doll." He sighed. "I'll pay you 200 a day." I rolled my eyes. "Fine." He smiled again. "Great." Wait… I just made a deal with the devil.
"Oh Ai~chan~!" He said. "What?" I snapped. "Remember our little kiss a few hours ago?" He enjoyed holding that over my head and even more so that I HATE the idea of love. "Yes." I grumbled. He came closer. "I would like to repeat that." He said kissing me. I froze. He pulled away when he heard a shout from down the street. "IIIIIIZZZZZAAAAYYAAAAAA!!!" It was Shizuo. Who else? He dodged a vending machine. "By the way Ai~chan!" He yelled back running away "YOU'RE A GREAT KISSER!" I face palmed. Everybody looked at me. I had just kissed Izaya. The devil of Ikebukuro.
Now I shared the same disease as he
But at the same time I couldn't help but feel proud.
Izaya Orihara, the devil Ikebukuro,