Izaya's P.O.V.
I am sitting at my desk. Suddenly a book flies down and smacks me in the face. "What the hell?" I think. I look up and see my assistant Namie looking down at me. "Can I help you?" I reply smugly, a sarcastic grin plastered on my face. "I'm heading out for the day. I wanted to get your attention, but you were so deep in thought." she says, a half grin, half snarl expression on her face. "Yeah yeah ok. You didn't have to hit me with a book though, I'm the one paying you, remember that." I partly threaten her. "Ok whatever." She says as she walks out the door. She pauses in midstep, halfway out the door. Looking down, she says quietly "Try not to die tonight." Before I can respond she steps out of the doorway and shuts the door a little louder than normal. How confusing.
As the night loses its youth, I get too tired to go to my bed, so I decide to sleep in my office. I walk over to one of my couches and lay down, my feet slightly hanging off the edge.I think about different, random things as I try to go to sleep. How to troll Shizuo, what to do with humanity for personal amusement tomorrow. Suddenly my thought cross over to Namie. What was wrong with her when she left? She seemed different. Also, when she was looking down at me after nailing me with a book, her face seemed a little more.....reddish..than normal. I decide to pester her tomorrow. And with that thought I fall asleep.
Namie's P.O.V.
I don't know what's come over me. I remember sitting at my desk in my favorite chair and my thoughts crossed over to Izaya. I couldn't stop myself. I was shocked as the thought of how handsome he was crossed my mind. I went to the bathroom to wash my face and see if something was wrong with me. I looked in the mirror. I saw my face. Then I noticed I was doing something I didn't do often, blushing. I shook the stupid redness out of my face and dried it off with a towel. That's when I decided I was sure of my feelings. I loved Orihara Izaya.
After going through some more books and taking some notes, I realized it was time to head out for the day so I packed up my bag and walked downstairs to Izaya's mainroom/office. He looked very deep in thought. To solve this, I threw a book at his face. He looked shocked for half a second, then looked up at me with his stupidly, sly, ....somewhat cute.... grin. "Can I help you?" he replies smugly. I tell him that I'm heading out and start walking out the door. Something comes over me. "Try not to die tonight." I say silently. Before he can comment I swiftly exit the door and close it a little harder than normal behind me. As I walk home, I think about todays events. For once in my life, I have no idea what to do and how to handle this situation. There's a first time for everything isn't there?
