A/N:First DRR story. EVER. REad the summary to get the basic idea. Yaoi possible in later chapters.

It was one of their typical fights. Shizuo swinging a sign, Izaya weilding his knife.

As always, Izaya barely having a scratch, and Shizuo's clothes were cut up with a few wounds here and there.

Shizuo suddenly flung the sign at him and wretched up a nearby small vending machine, slaming it into the informant.

Izaya had managed to dodge the sign and was begginging to make a remark when he was hit. He was thrown into the nearest wall, letting out a startled and pained gasp as he hit. He fell on the ground and coughed, the impact had knocked the wind out of him and broken a rib or two.

Shizuo walked over, hoisting him up to his feet by his collar and smirking darkly at the pained face of his enemy. He jerked him back and slammed him against the wall face first.

When izaya hit the ground his groaned in pain and held his face, blood gushing from his shattered nose.

Shizuo hauled him up again and punched his stomach, drawing out a crty of pain and knocking him back against the wall again. He grabbed his neck and gave him a headbutt so powerfull it even made his head spin.

Izaya faded in and out of consiousness for a moment then slowly opened his eyes, only to have the blood from his bashed up forhead to seep into his eyes and sting them.

Shizuo yanked him closer, smirking. "Looks like i win..."

Izaya choked a bit and clawed at his wrist, trying to pull him off, only to have his hand crushed in shizuo's. He was barely able to choke out a scream. He looked through the tinted glasses, at shizuo's hate filled eyes.

Shizuo slammed him back, Izaya's head making a very audible click.

He whimpered a bit, summonging up some strength and pushing forwards until their noses touched. "sh-i...zu...ch-...ch-chan..." he choked and pressed his blood-laced lips to his.

Before he could react thye the action, there was a loud bang, and izaya's head jarred hard enough to free his neck from Shizuo's grip. His body fell to the ground, twisted awkwardly and unnaturally.

Shizuo stood stunned for a moment, gazing down at izaya then turning to where the sound came from.

A group of men, each wearing a different peice of yellow apparel, were standing huddled together with their guns pointed at him. Withing a second of him noticing them, they emptied their rounds at him.

A few missed.

Five into his torso.

Two in his stomach.

Four in his arms and legs.

And one, in the side of his head.

He fell back on Izaya, drasping over his side. He slowly looked over at Izaya.

His eyes were open, but not looking at anything. Just staring. There was blood running down his face, causing his hair to stick to his cheek. The blood pooled slowly beneith his head, streaming slowly from the gaping hole in the side of the informant's head, shards of white skull stained the brunette's hair.

"i...zaya...?" He was so dazed he couldn't comprehend what he was seeing, or what had just happened. It'd happened way too fast for him. He sat up off the informant, turning and rolling him into his lap.

Izaya dangled limply over the blonde's legs, the wounded side of his head facing down and the contents of blood, skull, and other substances in the hole began to gush out onto the ground and the blonde's pants.

"Izaya...?" He nudged him slightly and he didn't move. He carefully slid his arms under the lifeless man and stood weakly, staggering slowly to the nearest hospital, carrying the informant like a bride.

Hospital staff rushed to him when he sauntered in carrying the man. They quickly relieved him of izaya and got the two of them into beds, rushing them off respectivly.

Shizuo slipped in and out of consiousness on the way into the ER, and everything faded to darkness and silence as a woman spoke to him, fading out.

"It's okay sir just hang on!"

The pinch of someone removing his IV stirred him back into the ability to hear.

He heard someone walking to his right, the small sound of metal making a cling on a metal tray, the shifting of the other supplies used on him while he was in ER.

He opened his eyes and regained the ability to see.

He squinted in the light as the other colors of the room slowly flooded back into his eyes.

He next regained movement.

He turned his head slowly and looked at the nurse. "What happened...?" He asked hoarsly.

She looked surprised then suddenly rushed out. He stared stupidly at the place where she was standing.

It was too fast for him to understand.

The nurse returned quickly with the doctor.

"Heiwajima-kun you're looking better. I suppose twelve hours of sleep will that though." His voice was fluid and smooth.

Shizuo looked over and blinked, staring at the man for a moment. It'd been such a long time since he'd been in the hospital, that he didn't recognize his childhood doctor. "Hey...what happened...?"

The doctor shook his head. "You got shot. A-lot. I'm surprised you're alive. But then again, I've said that before..." He shook his head again. "You're actually okay to go home. Shocking, isn't it?"

Shizuo stiffly sat up, scratching at his head. "These beds still suck y'know..." he grummbled. He dug in his pockets and was releived to find everything still there. Especially his cigarettes. He smiled slightly and got to his feet, stretching and slipping on his sunglasses. "So...that's it?"

The man nodded. "That's it."

Shizuo sighed contently. "Great, then I'll be going home then." He made his way to the door.

"Oh, wait. About your friend..."

Shizuo was in the doorway, an unlit cigarette in his mouth as he turned to look back at him.

"Hm? Izaya? What about him?"

"I'm afraid he's dead..."

A/N: Okay so this wasn't too short...I'm pretty bad with writing a good chunk of a story and the chaper always being too short. I'm not so sure about what to put in chapter two yet so the next chapter may take a bit of time. I'm pretty sure I kept the two of them in character...Oh well we'll see.
Sorry about the cliffhanger! Rate and Review pleases!3 ~Tidal