The walk to Tom's apartment you kept your attention to him while stealing glances over to his body guard. Not because you found him attractive, but because he continued to catch him stealing glances. You would feel the presence of his stare. He would fail to avert when you caught him trying to play it off as cool or just shoot him an awkward smile. Should you feel creeped out? Yes. Are you? Nope. Instead you felt flattered. Capturing such a handsome guy's eyes on your first day is a win in your book.

Brown irises scan your figure taking in every inch of detail from head to toe. Shizuo wanted to remember you this time while he went through his memory bank. Your face fit the description of the girl in his head.

"The sushi restaurant. Do you remember that?" A tall African/Russian man wearing a Japanese fisherman's attire greets you with an advertisement holding coupons.

"Welcome! Nice to see you Tom, Shizuo and, who is this pretty lady?" You blush in acknowledgement to the compliment. Shizuo winces as if the stab of jealousy stung him. He wanted to be the only one to make you blush. The only one who gets to see you bashful.

"Simon this is my cousin, (Y/n). Do you remember her? She used to live here until she moved away." Tom explained.

"Oh! You must forgive me. My mind is a bit foggy when it comes to the past, but is pleasure to meet you." You shake his hand.

"Likewise." You said.

A buzz sound reverberates from Tom's pocket. He rummages for his phone bringing it up to view and find a message received.

"Damn." He cursed before returning to the man. "Sorry Simon, we have to get going. Maybe later tonight we can dine here." Tom drags you along ripping you away from the sweet man but not before receiving a pamphlet containing the restaurant's menu.

"Okay! Be sure to come. See you later!" Simon waves to you over the dozens of passer-by's.

"Sorry about that. Boss messaged me. He wanted to know how much we collected. I have to drop you off, and head back to work."

"I understand cuz." You Pat his shoulder reassuringly. "We can tour the city some other time. Maybe Shizuo can be my tour guide." You grin as the male bashfully turns away. Tom gapes in surprise.

"Sure. Whenever you want just let me know." He grunted.

That same afternoon, you are dropped off at the front of the apartment building. Tom hands you his keys. "Here. The extra room is ready for you. It's the one on the left when you enter. Make yourself at home and I'll see you soon."

"I hope so. I have a surprise for you. I'm hoping we can do our routine whenever we see each other." Tom's eyes light up.

"Definitely. I can't wait." You both chortled.

"See ya later." You turn to Shizuo, "It was nice meeting you Mr. Body guard." He simply nods in acknowledgment. You take your leave dragging your luggage with you while Shizuo watches until you're out of sight. Slight disappointment lingers with you gone.

"What the hell was that?" Tom asked.

"What was what?" Shizuo pulls out a carton of cigarettes already taking one into his mouth.

"Don't be coy. You blushed." He pointed out."

"You're seeing things." Shizuo commented as he proceeds to light the end of the cig.

Tom crosses his arms bemused. "Sure I am. I know what I saw. Don't think about trying to hit on her." He nudges the blonde causing his face to heat up to the tips of his ears.

"N-no." He stutters cursing at himself for doing so. "No, not at all." He corrects himself.

"Good. She's quite a catch, but I'd also hate to turn on you. I'm protective of her. She's the only one out of my family who looks up to me. We've been together since we were kids. Inseparable until the move."

"I understand. No worries. If she does ask for me I'll keep her safe." Tom beams.

"Thanks man. I knew I could count on you. If you also see a guy around her kick his ass. I want him to know dating her comes with a price." Shizuo chuckles.

"My pleasure."
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"Shizuo~" you moan deliciously just for him. You look back at him with lidded eyes. Your hands caressing his face. So soft and warm he could feel your racing pulse against your palm. The love you felt for him. His hand travels to your curves exploring your body while he hovers over you on the bed. Slowly he unbuttons your blouse revealing black lacy bra. Your breasts held in place by the garment shielding your skin from his eyes. His hot breath brushes against the juncture of your neck sending shivers down your spine. You writhe underneath him. His lips make contact with yours. He pulls away to see your gorgeous face. "Shizuo." You drag out his name so seductive and breathless. "Do you love me?" You ask him again. Your eyes searched for an answer. His lips part to answer, but the words were never said.

The loud ringing of his alarm woke him up from his dream. He stirs awake searching for the confounded device on his desk. His fingers make contact with his phone to set it to snooze. The blinds covered the sun's Ray's, but not enough to darken the room and let him sleep a couple of more minutes. Blurry, yet he manages to pry his eyes open to see the time. He groans not wanting to get up. The dream was so lewd at the same time wonderful. It has been a long time since he's enjoyed dreaming. He wanted to go back to sleep and continue it. Unfortunately, his job wouldn't allow it. He would have to meet Tom this time just to see you. That's been the routine lately. He sits up and looks down groaning realizing he had to deal with a morning problem.

"Fuck." He sighs.

It's been two weeks since your arrival to Ikebukero. He's only seen you twice. The first time you arrived and the next day when he met up with Tom. The Brunette mentioned you a couple of times. Any chance he got to hearing about you, Shizuo listened and pried a little on the topic. He wanted to know more about you during your absence. How were you doing? How is life in the USA and importantly, did you even miss him? It was hard to tell by the way you acted. Everyday he searched for your face whether it was his thoughts, dreams or in the city. Each passing second without you aggravated him. Currently, he stood outside of Tom's apartment building taking his first cig of the day. He spews the toxins upwards watching the blue sky above.

"Good morning." Tom yawns.

"Morning."

"Short day today. Not a whole lot of people to collect. The earlier, the faster we can have our day off." He chimes. The blonde looks over to the entrance of the building hoping you'd come strolling out. Sadly you did not.

"Had a nice breakfast?" He asked planting the seed to hear about you.

"Nah, not today. (Y/n) left early for her job. She's been working indoors to finish her portfolio or something, now that she's done, she's headed to the building where her company is."

"Company?" He asks.

"Yeah something about a model design company. I'm not sure. Dozed off while she was talking. We were up till sunrise. I slept for only two hours." He yawns again. "Damn." He mumbles. "So sleepy."

The job was done, Shizuo is set free around one with no idea what to do. Tom had taken off to pass out at home. He figured he could take a walk at the park or do some errands. He never did have the time to do so much. He stops when he spots your small form from afar being pursued by a man dressed in baggy clothing. A gang member perhaps. You looked annoyed rather than scared. You stop in front of the road ready to walk. Shizuo drops the remnants of his cigarette crushing it under his sole before marching up to your side.

"Awe come on baby, just one date. Maybe a one night stand."

"I beg your pardon?" You gape. "What kind of girl do you take me for? I don't do one night stands with bug like you. I only asked for directions not the way to your heart." You grumble.

"Feisty." He smirks. You scowl at the incompetent fool. You were about to beat his ass to the ground. You failed to notice how this guy just groped your ass without permission. You jump at the contact. Your face contorts to mortification. Just as you were about to send him flying, someone else handles your pest.

He yelps at the sudden levitation held by his hoodie. "O-oi! What the hell?" The man pales when seeing Shizuo is his assaulter. The blonde growls scowling intensely at the young man. Your eyes widen to the scene playing in front of you.

"You got a lot of nerve picking on a woman punk." He growls.

"I-I'm sorry. Please don't kill me!" He pleads.

"Apology accepted." You say. "But that still doesn't excuse you for groping me." You crossed your arms and huff.

"What?" Shizuo snaps. His fist clenches tightly enough to turn his knuckles white. A swift punch to the face sent the man flying. People whom surrounded you make a gap avoiding you and Shizuo. You gasp in amazement. This was something out of an anime. You've never seen someone fly so high from one punch. You cover your mouth still shocked. Shizuo huffs fixing his composure. He nudges his shades back in place. He turns to find you shocked. Eyes wide staring at him. His heart throbs in pain. He despised that look. The look only a monster like him earns.

"That was amazing." You praise. Now it was his turn to look surprised. "I've never seen that before. At least I think? Thank you for handling him. He kept pestering me about going out with him. I was only trying to look for directions. He's the tenth guy who kept hitting on me completely ignoring my question."

"You lost?" You nod taking out your company's card.

"This is my company, but I haven't a clue where it is. I feel like I went in circles. Easy to get lost here." The brute takes a look at your card recognizing it.

"I know where this is. I can take you there if you'd like?" You take the card back and smile softly.

"Yes! Please take me there. I'm already late."

"It's going to take awhile. I have a friend who can drive you there." He suggests.

"No, I want to go with you." Shizuo blushes. "It would give me us time to get to know each other. Seeing as my cousin is fond of you and I'd like to know my savior." A ghost of a frown plays on his lips. That's all you thought about him because of Tom. It was painful to say, he wanted to come out right then and there and ask if you remember, but your beady eyes said other wise restraining him from losing his shit. Scaring you off is the last thing he wanted and if you didn't scurry away when he sent that guy flying then he would take his chance to keep his mouth shut for now. On the other hand he could get to know you as well.

"Yeah, sure." He acknowledged leading you straight. You wrap your arms around his and peer up at him. He shudders at the unexpected touch.

"I hope you don't mind, but I don't want to get lost or taken away by a crowd of people while we talk." A smile tugs his lips.

"Not at all." You lean your head against his arm. It felt normal for the both of you. To Shizuo it was more nostalgic, to you if felt familiar. You enjoyed his warmth. You take notice of your surroundings.

"Where did everybody go? Did you scare them off?"

"Probably." Is all he said. A man of a few words. You've taken notice of that.

"Does this happen all the time when you get into a fight?" You begin.

"Yes."

"Why?" You ask yet you knew the answer. He shrugs.

"I've always been feared because of my strength. I'm different." You sadden and rub his arm.

"But that can't be right." He looks down at you. Your cheek pressed against his arm while locking eyes with him adorably. "You're a big lovable sweetheart." You chirp. Shizuo snorts at your teasing. You chuckle along side him. "What? It's true. So far you're a sweet guy. You saved me and now you're guiding me to my job. Don't let anyone tell you you're not."

"Thanks. I will keep that in mind."

There was a moment of silence during the walk with a few words. In a way, Shizuo was giving you a tour while showing you the way to work.

"So the building is coming up. What exactly do you do there?"

"I am a clothes designer and I'm also a model. I model some of my clothes. People thought I had perfect structure for modeling so I went with it. I'm only known in the US. So it's understandable if I don't appear in different countries. I'm not that popular yet." Shizuo nods understanding better. You pull away after seeing the large pink lettering on the building and of course recognizing the structure of the building. "Whelp, here is my stop. Thank you for bringing me here safe and sound. I had a nice time with you. I hope we can do it again."

"Are you asking me out?" You blush then snort out a laugh.

"No of course not just suggesting we should hang out one of these days." A cheeky grin sprouts in the corner of his lips. Your actions said everything he needed to know. Your feelings for him are the same. It gave him enough encouragement to speak up. You spin on your heel ready to say good bye. He tugs your wrist back.

"That's too bad. I like ya. I was hoping you would go on a date with me." You stand there flabbergasted. You ponder on his offer. How could you say no to that face. Eleventh is the charm you supposed. You slowly close the gap between you two. You take back your hand to place it on his right cheek. Your thumb rubs on it softly. He pushes into your hand. You stand on your toes, he lowers himself for you to reach him. A chaste kiss on his cheek is planted.

"You're quite bold Mr. Body guard." You whisper. You smirk when you feel him shudder. "I'll take you up on that offer, let's start somewhere casual." You said.

"What like a walk on the park?" He scoffed.

"Sure, after dinner of course. Surprise me. I don't really care what it is as long as you're my date." You begin to walk away. "Bye for now." You bite your lip feeling giddy about your date. A date with a hot guy. Usually you don't exactly date someone right away after you met them, but Shizuo was an exception. To you it felt normal like you've done this a million times with him yet you haven't. Not once. Just as you enter the building your head starts to hurt. You hiss hoping it would go away. That wasn't the case. You were given a quick flashback of a vending machine, a few kids being punched and sent flying like earlier. You hold yourself against the wall gasping for air. Painful memories coming back to you. Have you seen this all before? Blonde hair, is all you see taking on group of students bigger than him carrying weapons. You recognized that hair style. You turn around in search for the ex-bartender. To your dismay he had left. You continue to catch your breath and lean against the cool wall to ease yourself. Questions swirled in your mind. One thing is for sure that it was a piece of your missing memory. It felt so important to you. Why was Shizuo in your memory? How could he be in them if you just met? Or did you really? Regardless you had a job to go to. You shook your head and adjusted yourself to a professional manner. Now was not the time to blow it because you wanted answers or because you came late. The fact remains that you had to carry out an international negotiation for your company.