I wake up to the sound of the door closing.
'I guess he must have left. Not like I care anyway...' I say lazily to myself.
I jump off the fridge and onto the floor gracefully and change back into a human.
'I'm hungry.' I think while my stomach rumbles. I turn around. I open the fridge and the first thing I see is... fatty tuna...
I always thought you can know a lot about a person by what their eating habits were and what they ate but... I've never hear of anyone who really likes... fatty tuna. I sigh and grab the plate.
'At least it's something...' I think while picking up a piece and looking at it. 'Oh well...'
I take a bite out of it and my face scrunches up in disgust. 'Why is it so salty...'
I take another bite, almost puking this time. 'Maybe if I hold my nose, the taste will go away. Just like it showed on tv, or something.'
I take another bite, this time holding my breath. It tasted better but still salty.
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After I finished my meal I got up and walked to the door. I open it slowly, trying to deciding weather to go out and try and find him or if I should just wait here for home to come back.
After some time of thinking, I decide to go after him because... I just have this feeling that he's in some form of trouble.
When I got outside I started following his trail of scent he left behind in the air. For some reason his smell is so strong that I feel like I can smell it from miles away, and I'm in my human form.
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I managed to find myself in ikebukuro, the town I found my self in originally, before izaya picked me up. Running around the streets, his smell gets stronger. It keeps getting stronger till I see him, running?
'Why and what is he running from?' I thought.
Until I see what it was he was running from. A man. A blond one. With sunglasses and a bartender outfit. And he was holding a... vending machine? 'What the hell did you do to make him this angry, izaya.' I think to myself.
The man steps forward, screaming izaya's name, throwing the vending machine at him.
Me, seeing this object being hurdled at my master, I jump down in front of Izaya. The vending machine is inches away but me, being the monster I am, caught it. The force from the object made me move back a few inches.
"I'm so sorry" I say placing the vending machine down. "But if you're planning on hurting my master, you must get through me first."
"Yay! (Y/n)-chan! You saved me!" Izaya says to me playfully.
"Shut it, or I'm gonna throw this vending machine at you." I reply, not taking my eyes off the blond in front of me.
"Sheesh, you're no fun at all...." he says with a fake pouty face.
"Who are you? A friend of the flee?" He says in a stern voice.
"No. I'm not friends nor acquaintances with this man. This is just work." I say back
"Awww... not even acquaintances?" Izaya asked.
"Heh heh, good to know you don't like that flee, or we would have a big problem." He says. "But listen, I don't fight girls. Not that I like to fight anyone at all."
"So I see. Well then I'll... we'll be taking our leave." I say as I turn around, grab izaya's hand and jump up. We land on top of a building, and izaya looks like he just saw his parents have... well you know. He just looked so shocked.
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Once we get home izaya goes to the kitchen, opens the fridge, and askes "who at my fatty tuna?"
I walk to the couch without saying a thing.
He sighs and walks up the stairs to his little computer area and looks out the window. I leave the couch and slowly walk up the stairs. I approach him nervously...
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TO BE CONTINUEDDD....KYAAAAA~ WE'RE GONNA GET SOME ROMANCE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER YA'LL
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. And yes, if you were wondering, I do hate fatty tuna. Plus, that part there (y/n) ate the fatty tuna from the fridge was one of my many experiences.ALSOO: I'm gonna be trying to get you guys a chapter out everyday so I hope you all stay tuned and appreciate the effort I put into this story!
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