I'm Not As Strong As You [Shizuo X Reader]

Sweets

Your P.O.V

No. I'm not going to just sit here and do nothing. He helped me out so I should return the favor. But what if people don't like that stuff...

Oh well.

I tie on my cream colored apron and start to drag things out of the cabinets and drawers and set them out on the counter. Rubbing my hands together I smirk and low-key pray that my mediocre cooking skills won't fail me today!

"Preheat the oven, check. Mixed batter, check."

I slide the cake into the oven and then clap my hands together, "Almost done!" I half sigh.

I take off the apron and go pit it up in the small pantry with some extra food. I go and plop down on the futon I have and wait for the time to pass. Seeing the manga I was reading, I pick it up and flip through it a bit. I need to go and get the next volume... I'll have to do that later. I lazily toss it back on the small table beside the futon.

Time passes and I go to take the cake out of the oven. I examine it and jump up a bit, seeing how it didn't turn out too bad.

"I'm not a complete failure!" I squeal.

I stop and cover my mouth in shock.

What was that.

I don't squeal.

I sigh and grab my "professional" decorating tools and some icing. Carefully, I start to ice the cake. It's nothing fancy but it's not boring either. Once about a half hour has passed, I'm finally pleased with it.

"He better enjoy this"

~Time Skip~

I walk through the city looking for Shizuo but I've not seen him. I pass this guy with fliers and shouting about buying sushi and how is good and blah blah blah.

I decide to go into the manga store, figures how I'm out so why not, and go through the isles. I find the series I'm reading and come to find that they are all sold out of the latest volume.

Of course!

It's always my luck.

I grab a different title and head over to the counter. The girl greets me and rings me up for it. I dig the yen out of my purse, after going through this huge bag I decided to bring, and hand it over. She puts it in a bag and I'm off.

This huge ass bag is really annoying to carry. I only dug it out of my closet just to fit the cake inside.

Suddenly, bif flying object whizzes past me and I leap back.

"Gah what hell!" I gasp.

I see it's a pole and realization hits me.

This means one thing.

I've found my guy.

I turn and then I almost get knocked over again by that one guy Shizuo was chasing the last time. Not surprisingly, Shizuo is stomping behind him.

I walk towards him and get in front of him, making him come to a sudden stop. His eyes are wide with anger and he's sweating like crazy. Must've been out for a while chasing that guy.

"Hey Shizuo!"

"Move."

"Yeah, nice to see you too! Here take this, I made it" I say quickly and shove the chocolate cake box into his hands.

"I said I didn't-"

"Okay thanks! Bye!" I turn and force myself into the crowd.

As if I wasn't awkward enough, I bump into the back of someone and half trip. But guess what? It was that guy Shizuo was chasing.

"Shizu-chan's girlfriend!" He says excitedly.

"Wait. What? No. No!" I say quickly and fumble around, "I-it's nothing like that at all!" I say defensively.

He drapes an arm over my shoulders and walks with me. Great. Now we both can get hit by a flying trashcan.

"What's your name again?" I ask.

"Izaya. Izaya Orihara. Now listen, you should stay away from Shizu-chan. He's a monster! It's very dangerous" he smirks and his ruby eyes pierce my (E/c) ones.

"Yeah that's great and all but I don't think-"

"IZAAAAAAYAAAAA!"

Shit.

"Well, nice catching up with you! I gotta run~ I'll make sure to see you later!" He waves and darts ahead of me.

"No you won't" I mumble.

Shizuo flies past me going after Izaya. I notice the box still in his hand. I smile a bit, glad he didn't throw my hard work away, but I shake my head all the same. Why do those two always have to be at each other's necks?

I hear whispers of people's comments about me giving Shizuo the box and my cheeks flush with red. I quickly make my way around people, hoping to get back to my apartment.

I don't like all of that kind of attention...

Can't I just have a normal life here?

It's kind of a silly question...

Because no.

Nobody can.