(okay so for starters; thank you all for following this story; I would like you to also check out other stories of mine if you like my work a lot ^^' also... I should let you all know that this story is now going to probably be very random because I have no ideas as to what else to really do so if you hate it; I am sorry.)
(Izaya's POV)
The mysterious girl vanished as quickly or quicker than she had come. Then it was just Shizu-chan and I; now that I wasn't paralyzed anymore I wasn't sure exactly how we would continue on. Would we return to normal? Or would we never be the same again. I would soon find out.
I promptly sat on Shizu-chan's lap. "So; what now, Shizu-chan~?" I grinned at him. He glared at me.
"Get off me, Izaya." He spoke sternly through clenched teeth. But I could see that his cheeks were beginning to get pink. I grinned wider.
"Aw, Shizu-chan... But your lap is very comfortable~ mmm... Maybe you'll have to try a little harder to get me off~" I replied while staying where I was.
He began to get angrier.
"GET OFF IZAYA!" He yelled. I couldn't help but laugh. "What's so FUNNY?!!!" He growled. He then held me to his face. I grinned.
"Your reactions. Also... Your... How do I put it? Mood swings. Do you realize that in the end of the last part of this story you told me you loved me and now you're yelling at me for simply sitting on you?" I laughed at him. His face turned red.
"S-So? I-I... I hate you, remember?" He hissed with crossed arms.
"But you love me?" I smiled at him. I then heard him mumble a yes and I hugged him close. "I love you so much, Shizu-chan~" He then looked away. He did not answer that time. I just continued grinning at him until he looked at me.
"Stop grinning like that; it's annoying." I laughed again.
"You're so funny~" I then tried to kiss him but he pushed me away. My eyes grew wide.
"You're pissing me off." He said to me. After the shock wore off I grinned.
"Fine then..." I then pulled out my pocket knife. "Fighting it is..." I said with an attempt at the usual enthusiasm but the truth is that I didn't really feel like fighting at that moment. I felt like loving. I know what you're thinking: 'this is supposed to be a love-hate relationship'. Well it is but I just got done being paralysed I'd like to spend some sensitive time with him first but oh well. We are us. That will never change. That's okay. I then tried to slice him and he dodged. He then grabbed a Vending Machine and threw it at me. I dodged. It continued this way.