Trust Me (IzayaxReader)

Another

"There's another informant in Ikebukuro."

The room seemed to shrink at what he had said. His words were swift, quick and clear. But underneath that tone of voice lied disgust and annoyance. He rested his face on his hand, bored expression on his face. When

Izaya looked to you, all you could do was stare bewildered.

"Another informant??"

"Yup," he nodded.

"But....how? I thought you were the only one."

Izaya smirked as if he were saying, yeah right. He got up from his seat and grabbed you by the wrist, pulling you towards him where your hands landed on his soft chest. You looked up at him with a blush blooming on your cheeks and when he grabbed you by the chin, you had to look away from him.

"Come now, don't be so shy," he purred.

Izaya spun you around and had you pressed against his window with his arm snaked around your waist. He looked over your shoulder and onto the city of Ikebukuro with such intensity in his eyes. Izaya was a man who was obsessed with humans and all that they were capable of. And as he stared down at his beloved humans, you could see how passionate he was about them.

"Look at this city, (Name). It's amazing isn't it? Right now somewhere down there is an infinite amount of possibilities of what my beloved humans could be doing." You looked up at him and saw his wild, maniacal grin.

I swear to God I'm not in the mood for this weird shit.

"Okay and what about it?" you asked confused.

"And it just so happens that one of my beloved humans had the nerve to try and one up me."

    His tone went low again and his eyes narrowed down as if he were looking at the bastard this very moment. Izaya must have been very pissed as you could even feel his grip around your waist tighten. Izaya wasn't the type to lose his cool and in fact there were very few things that managed to get him mad, but whenever something did, nothing good could come from it. Just as you were about to wiggle out of his grasp, Izaya spun you around and had your back pressed up against the window. You put your hand on his chest as a means to put space between you. But he merely just leaned down to you; grabbing you by the chin and forcing you to look up at him.

Why is he doing this!! You thought bewildered. Izaya is not the type to do this. He is not a romantic guy and last time I checked, I swore to myself after high school to never get involved with him like this again.

     It all felt too confusing for you. As your heart pounded and your cheeks flushed, you wondered what had possessed Izaya into doing this. Even the way he looked at you was just odd. He had his signature smirk on his lips but his eyes were just different. It was different from his usual snake like stare and you could almost swear he was staring deep into your eyes.. You could feel yourself twitching and fidgeting in his grasp as he snaked his arm tighter around your waist. He leaned, even closer this time, smile never faltering while you. It was like you were back in that classroom with a mischievous high school boy who knew how to toy with you. And perhaps this was it. Perhaps, this was all just a game you were falling for.

"Stop! Just stop....!"

Your own voice left your mouth in a loud shout that echoed throughout the room. You had closed your eyes out of embarrassment and when you opened them, you saw Izaya chuckling to himself. He let you go and fell back into his computer chair. He began to lean back with one hand over his mouth and another on his stomach as he broke into fits of laughter. You stayed against the glass, hands balled up into fists out of pure anger and embarrassment.

"Geez, (Name), you didn't have to be so serious," he chuckled.

You rolled your eyes but still your face was more red than before. "I'm done with the games, Izaya. Who is this new informant? How did this happen and why?"

He let out a long sigh to straighten himself out. "Well, you see, technically I am not the only informant in Ikebukuro. If you think about it, anyone could be one depending on the people they know and if they're willing to spill information. High school girls do it through rumors, men do it as they talk about their affairs; really everyone puts themselves on the spotlight so nothing is really a big secret."

"Okay, that does make sense. So what do you know about this guy?"

"I'm not clear who they are. For all I know it could be a woman. There's no guarantee it's a man. The only thing I know is that this person operates differently. They are an exceptional hacker from what I can tell but they also are very cheap."

"How so?"

Izaya rested his face on his hand. "I tend to have boundaries with my clients as I have to have some form of respect with them. If I just went around telling everyone each other's business, I'd have gang leaders and dangerous companies coming after me. There always has to be a certain format in which to betray someone."

"So this person doesn't care at all? It's all about money to them then," you theorized.

"Correct," Izaya nodded. "They're pretty reckless with their job but they're excellent at hiding. When I tried to hack into their location, they managed to spawn a glitch into the system to make themselves appear in various locations throughout Ikebukuro all at once."

You sighed. "Long story short: I'm fucked."
Izaya gave you a serious look. "I want this person gone just as much as you do. But I want to be the person that finds them first. So I will assure you that I'll take care of things, (Name)."

You rolled your eyes. "Oh my! My hero!" You clasped your hands together over your heart dramatically, causing the informant to glare at you.

"Very funny," he said sarcastically. "I have a feeling I'm going to cash in that favor you owe me real soon so be ready, (Nickname)."

He grinned at you, causing you to blush. You looked away from him and checked the time on your phone.

"Yeah, well I have to go now. I have work tomorrow." You started to head towards the door. "Just keep me posted on what's happening. I'll probably try to look into it myself."

Izaya moved to open the door for you. "It was nice seeing you again, (Name)~" he cooed. "I hope to see you again real soon."

You clenched your fists. "I hate it when you toy with me."
He leaned over and whispered in your ear, "Oh but I wasn't toying."

"Wait... what?!"

Your eyes widened but before you could question him any further, he pushed you out the door and locked himself in. It looked like Izaya was still being as strange as ever.

Just.....What did that mean then...?

You walked back outside and were torn from your thoughts by a certain someone tapping you on the shoulder. You have assumed it'd be Izaya coming back to torture you some more. But instead you saw a curious looking Celty with a message on her phone.

So? How'd it go?