Mallori's pov
I've been stuck here four days now. Four. Izaya won't even let me leave for school.
"But I've barely even went since I started!"
"Staying home a few more days won't kill you."
"Yes it will! I might go crazy if I'm stuck here any longer. Its so boring."
Getting up from his chair, he walked over, getting uncomfortably close.
"W-What are you doing?"
He still didn't say anything, just continued walking closer.
"Izaya..."
I was eventually backed against a wall, but that didn't seem to stop him.
"Are you still bored?"
His hot breath hit my face, and I looked down at the ground.
"Weirdo."
"I am not weird."
"Yes you are. You have this weird god complex, expect the human race to love you, and you get this sick satisfaction by toying with people's feelings."
"That doesn't make me weird."
"If that doesn't make you weird, I don't know what does."
His face was so close to mine, if I made a single move, our lips would connect. Maybe I could...NO, NO, NO. There's no way-
"I'm here!"
Someone walked through the door, making me jump. As soon as I did, I felt something soft and warm pressed against my mouth. My head was completely back against the wall, and I couldn't go anywhere. What seemed like forever turned out to be three seconds.
"Sorry for the interruption."
Turning my head, I seen Namie standing there, staring at us. Wait...Interruption? PLEASE GOD NO.
"N-N-N-No! You didn't interrupt anything! Okaygottagonowbye."
Running in my room, I slammed the door shut, and took a few deep breaths. My heart was pounding, and I couldn't even think straight. It was just a simple kiss? Why am I acting like this?
"That...did...not...just...happen."
Izaya's pov
I didn't plan on that happening.
"How lovely. You've decided to twist her feelings even more. Let me guess. You're planning on playing with her until you're bored?"
"I'm not sure. She's only the human who's ever been able to peak my interest this much."
"Fine. But don't take it to far if you plan on leaving her."
I smiled as I sat down in my chair.
"I'll keep that in mind."
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Mallori's pov
I haven't talked to Izaya much since that incident. It just way to awkward.
"I'm leaving now."
"Okay."
Giving him one last look, I sighed, and stepped outside. My stitches hadn't come out yet, but I wanted to go school today. After a twenty minute walk, I seen the school coming into view.
"Mallori!"
Turning my head, I seen Masaomi and Anri running up to me.
"Where have you been!?"
"Well...its a long story. I'll explain everything at lunch."
"Sounds good!"
Masaomi wrapped his arm around my shoulder, and started making corny jokes.
"Where's Mikado?"
"Oh, he had to talk to a teacher, so he's inside already."
"I see."
The bell rang, and everyone piled into their seats. I didn't pay much attention to the teacher. I just continued looking outside.
"I wonder..."
"Miss Shay!"
"Huh? What?"
"Are you having any thoughts you'd like to share with the class?"
"N-No."
"I bet she's thinking the information broker."
I seen two girls laugh in the corner, and I rolled my eyes. Whatever.
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"Okay, Mallori. Explain yourself."
Masaomi crossed his arms, and smiled.
"Alright, so here's how it started."
Trying not to go into detail, I explained the story the best I could.
"What happened when Izaya found you!?"
"Well..."
I rubbed the back of my head, and smiled.
"Tell us when you're ready."
"Well, I was so excited to see him, I hugged him, I guess."
They all stared at me, waiting for me to explain more.
"He carried me home, helped me into bed, and left me alone after that."
"HE HELPED YOU INTO BED!?"
A few tables stopped and stared at us, but then went back to eating.
"Y-Yes."
"What happened the next day?"
"I left to go on a walk, and ended up hanging out Shizuo. While he was in the store, I ended getting myself stabbed by a group of wannabe gangsters. Izaya took me to a err...doctor and he helped me out."
"And when you got home?"
They all continued staring at me, obviously interested in the story.
"After that the days were just kind of boring. Nothing else really happened."
My words were quick, and I looked down at the table.
"I'm not buying it."
"I also think something else happened."
"F-Fine. I...may or may not have kissed Izaya."
"You spoke to quiet. I couldn't hear you."
"I said...I kissed Izaya."
Mikado spit his drink out, and their eyes widened.
"YOU WHAT!?"
Even Anri yelled, and now the entire lunch room was staring. I banged my head on the table, and grunted.
"Yea, I know. It was accident though, so I don't know if it counts."
"It counts."
"But!"
"Nope, it counts."
"Well I mean-"
"No, it counts. No arguments."
"Ah, whatever. What happened happened."
"Was he first kiss?"
"M-Masaomi!"
"No, its okay, Anri. Yea, he was."
"Did you like it?"
"You're really nosy, ya know that? I don't know. I was to surprised to really be able to tell what was happening."
The bell rang, and I sprung from my seat, running to class. The rest of the day went by pretty slowly, and once school was over, I walked outside by myself.
"Hey, look who it is!"
"I bet she was skipping school to be with Izaya!"
Two girls walked up to me, and I pushed past them.
"Hey! Who do you think you are?"
"Get back here!"
"I bet she's on off in rush to go sleep with Izaya."
I froze at her words, and tried hold in my anger.
"She probably does it so he doesn't sell some stupid information on her!"
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me!"
Slowly making my back to them, I clenched my fist up.
"Do you have any idea the situation I'm in? NO. You don't know a damn thing about me, so stop talking like you do!"
"Awe, look! She's angry!"
They started laughing, and I couldn't hold it back any longer. Swinging my fist, I landed a clean punch on one of their faces. The other looked in shock, then back at me. One slap to the face made her start to cry.
"Hey!"
A guy started walking up, and I glared.
"What do you think you're doing to my girl?"
"What does your girl think she's doing to me?"
"It'd do you good to learn your place in this world!"
He started laughing, and I rolled my eyes.
"I shouldn't even have a place in this world."
A crowd had gathered by now, and all I wanted to do was going home. One of the girls got back at up, and glared at me.
"You are so going to regret doing that!"
"Oh? Is that so? Well I don't have time to deal with your petty bullshit. I'm leaving."
I turned around to start walking, but someone grabbed my arm. Turning my head, I seen blood, and heard the man yell.
"Now, its not nice right to pick on the ladies, is it?"
"I-Izaya?"
He grinned at me, then turned back to the three. Izaya had made a large gash in the guy's arm, and I couldn't help but smile.
"Dude! I wouldn't mess with him!"
Another guy broke through the crowd panting.
"Why? It looks like I could kick his ass pretty easily."
He took a swung, but Izaya easily dodged it, and ducked behind him. With one swift move of the legs, the man had fallen to the ground. Izaya being the dick he is, walked across his body, and jumped off his head.
"We'll be taking our leave now. It was a nice meeting you."
Grabbing my arm, he ran out of the courtyard, and stopped a few blocks down. Turning back to look at me, I was shocked to see a glare on his face.
"What did you think you were doing exactly?"
"What do you mean?"
"You still have an open wound!"
"So-"
"You have to be more careful! If they would've hit the right spot, you'd be a bloody mess right now!"
"Izaya..."
He continued looking down at me for a moment, then started walking again. Neither of us said anything. That was way out of character for him, whats he planning? Maybe...maybe he isn't planning anything. No, of course he was planning something. This is Izaya Orihara. We reached the building, and made our way up the stairs. Once the door was opened, we both stepped through. Namie wasn't here, and I was kinda glad. I felt like being alone right now for some reason.
"I'm gon- MMmmpph."
Izaya had pressed his lips against mine, and I had no idea what to think. What could he possibly get out of this? The amusement of seeing my reactions? I felt his tongue swipe across my bottom lip, and I gasped. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I suddenly felt weak. With his tongue pressing against mine, I suddenly craved more. As much as I hated it, I craved more. His tongue seemed to explore every last place in my mouth. When he pulled back, a string of saliva followed him back. Gasping for air, my face started heating up as I looked him. He smirked, and moved close again.
"Not bad."
"W-What are you trying to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"I know you have something planned. You would never do this if you weren't getting something out of it."
"I'm offended that you think that low of me."
"Offended or not, its the truth, and you know it."
"Then tell me. What could I get from this?"
"I don't know. Its what I'm trying to figure out."
I could feel him smirk, but for once, I didn't mind. Moving in next to my ear, his breath sent chills down my spine.
"Now isn't this fun?"
Every cell in my body wanted to push him away, but I couldn't, and I don't understand why. His nose trailed down my neck, and this craving for more came back.
"I-Izaya..."
He grinned against my skin, and I hated the fact he was making me good right now. It took everything I had to push him away.
"I have to study."
Walking into my room, I left him standing there while I shut the door. What is he doing to my head?