Ahhh hello! Well, this is just a short preview of a story I'm thinking of writing, if I get enough feedback I'll continue it when school gets out.

This will be mostly Izuo at first, but towards the end it will be more Shizaya, yes, Shizuo will be very OOC, but that's the point so please, review and tell me what you think.

Since you wont really get it let me explain whats going on:

Shizuo is contained in a mental hospital, Izaya is visiting him, their relationship is not very clear yet to either of them

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It rained that day.

It rained so hard, so hard I thought the world was crying, I thought that maybe, just maybe the world would burst so I could fly away from here.

So I just sat and stared at the rain as it fell down onto the busy streets of Ikebukoro. The cars flying by on the road below, the twinkling array of neon lights all became blurs in my vision from the water falling from above.

Or was I just crying?

It was hard to tell.

Knock Knock

"Heiwajima-kun?" the timid nurse mumbled as she shyly peeked her head in the door. I had been here for a while now, they had since dropped the 'san' for the friendlier 'kun' maybe it was part of the warm atmosphere they brag about so much.

Bullshit.

I turned my head slowly and hoped that I wasn't crying, I guess I wasn't because she didn't give me a look of pity like she has in the past, or maybe she just didn't care anymore.

She gave me a sweet smile and stepped into the room, her heels clicking loudly on the hard floor beneath her.

"You have a guest, are you well enough to see him?"

I gave her a nod and she left the room. I knew who it was.

It was always the same person, the only person who couldn't see what they saw, the one who first named me a monster was now the one denying the fact.

The only one.

I hear the voices, they scream it in my ears, I'm a monster, violent and out of control, I might have thought my heart was good, but really it's just black and full of evil.

"Shizu-chan?"

I blinked twice to find Izaya waving his hand in front of my face. I pushed it away gently.

He took a step back and stared down at me with a questioning eye but said nothing.

"I brought you something today Shizu-chan."

He held out a plastic bag which I shakily took from his hands. Opening the bag I couldn't help but smile. Laying inside the bag was a pack of cigarettes and one of those small strawberry shortcakes you get from the convenience store.

The small act of kindness sent a jolt through me heart, it was such a nice thing to do, especially for him. With a grin I got up from my chair and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Thanks flea."

He grinned back but instead of patting my shoulder he threw his arms around my waist and buried his face in my chest. Hesitantly I returned the hug, my trembling hands resting on the small of his back, then I pulled him closer and rested my chin on top of his head.

He was so warm.

I wasn't sure what had been happening lately, ever since I was sent here he had come to visit me everyday, our relationship changed. We no longer seemed to hate each other and it was strange because it was something I wasn't used to, and I wasn't sure, but I think I liked it.

He started to tell me that I wasn't a monster, that everything I had been told was a lie. Somewhere on this strange road I realized that I had fallen for him.

"Shizu-chan..." Izaya whispered, his rust-colored eyes looking into mine, I could feel him looking into my soul

and it burned.

He was smiling, his eyes lighting up as he pulled up the corners of his lips highlighting his rather attractive features.

He slowly leaned into me, standing on his tip toes, closing the space between us and gently touching his lips to mine.

I closed my eyes and kissed him back. In this moment I didn't care that I was kissing Izaya, my former enemy, another man.

Because I was so lonely, and having someone touch me was the best thing in the world. When you're as lonely as I was, you wont turn away anyone or anything that comes to stand by your side.

Even if they only want to hurt you.

Izaya's lips were warm and soft against mine, he hooked his arms around my neck and pulled me closer. After a while he pulled away and started kissing down my neck.

"Izaya..." I said, my voice hushed.

"Mmm?"

"Why have you been so nice to me?"

He froze and pulled his lips away from my neck.

"I..."

I guess he didn't know either.

He sighed and leaned back into me, hiss arms hooking around my waist, "I don't have a reason and I can't explain it, I don't plan to either. He stated, "Just let it be Shizu-chan." he murmured hugging me tighter.

"You think too much." he sighed.

Despite the aching in my heard I smiled.

Izaya confused the hell out of me and somewhere in the back of my mind a voice was screaming at me, telling me not to trust him, not to give in, but I couldn't help it.

When I was with him I felt so warm and safe. I felt like myself again.

The one that first caused the red was now making it fade. This was a confusing yet comforting concept to me.

But I wouldn't have it any other way.