This take place between Durarara and Durarara X2 timelines.

Part 1- Shinra

"That little bastard..." Shizuo Heiwajima growled to himself while watching the young doctor delicately sew up a large gash in his arm. "When I see that little shit again I will rip his face off!" The man sitting across from him simply smiled as he pushed the needle through and pulled it tight to close the wound up. This wasn't the first time Shizuo had shown up covered in blood and it was undoubtedly not going to be the last. He tossed Shizuo a clean rag and stood up to go wash his hands. "Thanks doc..what do I owe ya?" Shinra tilted his head slightly and grinned.

"Let's just say you owe me one." The blonde man on the couch laughed quietly as he stood up. "Being in my line of business I run into all sorts of shady people. It's always nice to have a favor to call in with Shizuo Heiwajima." Shinra dried his hands and followed Shizuo out on to his balcony. He leaned against the railing and smirked at the tall blonde. Although he has been in love with Celty since the moment he met her, there has always been something special about Shizuo since back in high school. Maybe it was what drew him to such a loner of a kid back then. Shizuo stood staring out into the city, a lit cigarette sitting securely between his lips. It was impossible to know what was going through that dangerous man's mind but for Shinra, it was a task that was seemingly far easier than understanding a headless Dullahan and it was a challenge he simply refused to back down from. Trying to fill this silence he spoke up, "Do you know who it was that stabbed you?" Shinra crossed his arms as he spoke.

Shizuo inhaled the smoke quietly before turning to face him. "No..some little shithead from a gang I think. He had a some color on him, I didn't particularly care to pay attention to what colors. None of that really matters to me. I would have beat the shit out of him right then but he looked scared to death." Shizuo grinned, flicking the ash off the cigarette, "he even at the balls to stick around long enough to apologize to me." He turned and leaned his back against the railing. "Probably an initiation or some dumb shit like that." Shinra noticed Shizuo's hands were shaking slightly but could only stare at them confused. What could make such a powerhouse shake like that? As dangerous as asking could be Shinra took a chance.

"Uh..Shizuo, are you ok?" The bartender turned his head just enough to meet eyes with his, and gave a quick nod as he lit another cigarette. "As your doctor Shizuo, no, as your friend, you must know that you can talk to me right? I won't breath a word to anyone! Not even Celty!" Shinra groaned internally realizing the dangerous path he was venturing down, but at that moment there was no going back.

Shizuo sighed and closed his eyes, the soft evening glow rested behind him as the sun set for the day. The wind blew ever so slightly, just enough to sway his blonde hair against his face and cause the smoke to rise up and swirl around his strong facial features. Shinra couldn't take his eyes off the man in front of him. Shizuo took one more drag and flicked his cigarette into the air. "I should get going. Thanks again doc." Shizuo slid his lighter into his vest pocket and pushed the sliding glass doors open.

"S-Shizuo!" Shinra took a deep breath as the tall man turned back to face him. "Your hands are shaking." Shizuo lifted his hands up and stared at them for a few moments before shrugging and heading inside. Agitated Shinra chased after him. "Hey! Please tell me what is going on, maybe I can help somehow." Shizuo motioned him away with an annoyed swing of his arm. Fueled by a sudden burst of adrenaline, Shinra felt his heart pounding inside his chest, but was unsure if it was from affection or fear. He quickly reached out and grabbed Shizuo's bad arm without thinking.

Shizuo instantaneously turned around and clutched Shinra by the collar of his shirt, lifting him into the air. "That fucking hurt! Do you want to die tonight? Because I can make that happen you know." He dropped the shorter man onto the ground and seized the door handle. "I am just fine. Just got some stuff on my mind is all." Undeterred Shinra grabbed his leg tight and glared up at him. "Shinra... I swear I will beat you within an inch of your life if you do not let go of my leg."

"Why won't you at least try to talk it out? I have never seen you so upset and to be honest I am feeling pretty damn worried about you!" Shizuo growled watching Shinra stand up. "You don't have to deal with everything alone Shizuo, you have friends. What could possibly make you feel this way?" The tall blonde man looked down at the door handle still in his hand. Feeling extremely annoyed he turned back to Shinra. "Shizuo come o-" was all he was able to get out before he saw a large fist moving at amazing speeds. Letting out a tiny laugh only seconds before impact Shinra was once more thrown to the ground by the sheer force of the punch to the right side of his face. He felt his teeth cut into his gum as he landed on his back. Without another word he watched Shizuo fling the door open so hard it broke off the bottom hinges as he walked out of the apartment, leaving the door swaying awkwardly. Shinra stood up slowly and smiled. A broken door was a far lighter sentence then he had expected. He crouched down to examine the damage, while running his fingers over the splintered wood he felt his heart skip a a beat. "What an odd reaction to broken wood.." He gently toughed his hand to where his fist had smashed and felt mildly concerned. Shinra could feel the heavy warmth coming from under his fingers. What made him feel even more curious was that he couldn't stop smiling even as his mouth filled with his own blood. His thoughts were quickly disrupted by the sound of footsteps, upon looking up he saw the slender body that belonged to the love of his life standing above him. He smiled up at her and waited as she typed on her phone. What the Hell happened to our door?! What happened to your face!? He read from her phone then looked back at the broken panel. "Ah that, don't worry my dear Celty, Shizuo stopped by for a quick stitch up and we had a minor spat on his way out." Shinra looked back up to see her phone shoved in his face. What did you fight about?! Shinra stood and gently reached up and pulled her helmet off to admire the black smoke that gently swirled out. He noticed how it moved so similarly to Shizuo's cigarette smoke, the way it swirled carelessly and playfully up into the air. He must have spaced out for a few moments to long because Celty shoved her phone in his face again. Are you ok? "Yeah I'm perfectly fine," Shinra smiled at her, "don't worry about me." The doctor sat her helmet down on the table and pulled out his cellphone. "Suppose I should call someone to have this fixed." Shinra leaned against the wall and started to look up a contact on his phone that he had used before in this type of situation when he heard another familiar voice beside him.

"Well well...did you piss off the wrong Yakuza member Shinra?" The doc looked over and half heartily grinned at the vivacious brunette standing in his doorway, his elbow propped against the door panel. "Or maybe it was the big dumb monster of a man I just saw leaving a few minutes ago?" The man playfully pushed the door back and forth with his fingers.

"What can I do for you Izaya?" Shinra stared at him, his phone still resting in his hand. "If it isn't a medical emergency I really don't have time for a visit." He smiled feeling Celty gently push an ice pack into his hand. "It's been a rough day already as you can see."

"Even to busy for a quick visit from an old high school buddy?" Izaya smirked as he walked into the apartment. "I'm actually not here for you anyways," Izaya turned to look at the headless woman, "Could you spare me a few moments of your time Celty? I had a bit of an...let's call it an incident while I was innocently walking throughout the city and I had something rather important stolen from me." Celty shoved her phone in his face after typing urgently, however Izaya simply pressed her arm down, ignoring what she typed and smirked. "I happen to know that you are the only one who can get back what's mine in a timely manner, help me out and I promise to be a good boy for the rest of the week." Izaya grabbed her by the wrist and laughed as he pulled her out of the apartment with him, Celty's free arm swung aggressively as he skipped but she couldn't seem to connect with head head the way she wanted. He turned back and waved to Shinra before they were out of sight, "I'll have her back by midnight!"

Grinning, Shinra pushed the phone up to his ear after dialing the number and placed the ice pack against his swollen cheek with his other hand. After a few seconds of ringing he heard a familiar voice answer the phone. "Kyouhei! How are you?" Shinra smiled as he walked over to his couch. I'm good man, I just picked up Ericka and Walker from the store, they scored themselves some new manga releases. "I'm glad to hear you guys are doing good. Staying out of trouble I hope?" Aren't we always? Shinra chuckled as he sat down on the corner cushion and held the ice pack close to his cheek. "I was wondering if you might be free to stop over and help me with a broken door...hm? Oh yeah, a minor fight broke out is all." Both Shinra and the man on the other side of the phone laughed quietly. Given both of their lifestyles this was not out of the ordinary for either of them. "Thank you Kyouhei, you always come through for me when I need you." I'll be there in about 40 minutes. Shinra grinned as he ended the call. The doctor curled his legs up on the couch and closed his eyes. A lot had indeed happened that day for him and even now his heart beat so loudly he was certain anyone else that happened to be in the room would hear it. "What is wrong with me... I can't seem to get Shizuo out of my head and my heart is pounding like it's in some sort of a derby." Shinra lifted the ice pack and felt his face with his other hand, flinching when he felt the pain of his fingers gently touching the throbbing area. "Don't really feel I deserved such a hard hit..though I still think I got off rather lightly." He spoke quietly to the empty apartment. Questioning his own sanity for talking to himself, he pushed away any doubts by assuring himself it was so that he wouldn't hear his own heartbeat shouting to get out of his chest. Doing his best to slow it down he rested with his eyes closed like that until help arrived.

"Woah..It would have been easier to fix this if they had just ripped the whole door off." Shinra opened his eyes hearing Kyouhei's voice. "Sorry I didn't mean to startle you," he smiled at the him and crouched down to examine the splintered door frame. "Looks like I'll have to run to the hardware store and get a few things for this..feel like getting out of the house?" Shinra had stood up and approached him as he was checking out the damage. Kyouhei frowned seeing Shinra. "It look like the door and you both encountered the same person.." Shinra lifted his ice pack to show him the damage. "That looks pretty painful man." Shinra slipped on his shoes and grabbed his bag. Trying to line up the door so it looked normal was actually harder then one would imagine so they ended up placing some books against one side so it could rest against it and also give off the illusion of a sound and structural entrance. They chatted in a carefree manner as they left the apartment, once more proof that it was a common occurrence for them. As they walked towards Kyouhei's van Shinra wondered to himself what else could possibly happen before the night was over.