Izaya was sick, he knew that, just not in the way people thought. His obsession for humans was down to the fact he was destined to die before his twenty fifth birthday.
There was really only one reason he didn't want to die. One person who made his existance worthwhile.
Shizuo Heiwajima. Just the mention of the blonde ex-bartender had him smiling, and not his trademark smirk either. Truth was, he was in love the blonde. The informant chose to keep those feelings hidden though, he didnt was his beloved Shizu-chan to think of him differently. Shizuo was never to find out. Not about his feelings, nor about the illness eating away at his brain.
And he didn't, until the day Izaya slipped up.
It began like any other day, the odd insult, the chase. The all out street brawl, then came the dizzyness, and then he blacked out.
"Oi flea! Wake up or I'll smash your face in with a golf club!" That voice brought him out of his darkened world, a small smile graced his pale features. He opened his eyes to see hazel ones staring back at him. A scowl set on their owners perfect face. The raven sat up. Rubbing his throbbing head. Shock taking over when he looked at his hand. Blood. "I know I didn't catch your face, so why's your nose bleeding?" Izaya frowned, pulled out a tissue and wiped his bloody nose. "Its nothing that concerns you protozoan." The raven cursed mentally, he'd been careful. Making sure not to get cought outside when his attacks hit.
Shizuo, however, took it upon himself to see just what was wrong with his arc-nemesis. He picked up the raven and slung him over a broad shoulder, heading to the home of their mutual friend.
Imagine Shinra Kishitanis surprise when he answered the door, to see his child hood friend, carrying his other childhood friend, like a sack of potatoes.
"Shizuo-kun?" The blonde grunted and set his enemy down on the hospital like bed in the sitting room. "The flea fainted during our usual fight. I wanna know why." The underground doctor nodded. While the ravens eyes widened and he internalky started to panic. Shizuo would find out, about his illness. "Ne Shin-chan I'm fine, just le me go home 'kay?" The doctor shook his head before taking a blood sample. Shizuo sat in complete silence, watching the whole scene.
A few hours later, and the results of Shinra's tests came back. "Izaya-kun?" The raven looked up from his thumbs. "Why didn't you say you had a tumour on the brain?" The informant looked down. Refusing to answer. Shizuo's eyes widened at the doctors words. Guilt rearing its ugly head in his chest. Each time the two of them fought, he was trying to hurt someone terminally ill. Izaya spotted the look of guilt. "Shizu-chan, don't start feeling sorry for me. That is the last thing I wanted," The blonde shook his head and walked over to the raven, sitting next to him and pulling the shocked younger male into a hug. "Stupid flea. If I'd have known you were so sick I wouldnt have chased you. I'd have made sure you got the care you needed."
"Did you hit your head Shizu-chan? Since when did you care about my health?" A chuckle erupted from the ex-bartender's chest, "Just cause we're enemies, don't mean I'm not allowed to care."