It all starts with one.

The condensed air made it hard for me to breathe. The tears blurred my eyes, and my heart wrenched at every thought. But I still ran. I ran for her. I had been caught up in a game, no, I had been caught up in a war. And the one I wanted to protect most was my payment.

I wondered how it felt for the Blue Squares. When we found their weak spot. When we started to win. How many others had been hurt? How many loved ones, in the same situation as me? All I wanted was excitement in my life, I thought that I could be someone I wasn't. But all I am is a kid. I'm a nobody.

All it takes is one doubt.

The rain was soaking into my skin, icing over my heart, settling into my soul. Why does it rain on me? Why do I try to be what I can't? I loved her, now it will never be the same. It was that one change that ruined my life, and I was the one who did it to myself. Did I think of the consequences, the aftermath, when I became the Yellow Scarves?

All it takes is one mistake.

When was the last time I saw her? Her smiling face? The last time I heard her laugh? Would it be the last? Did she ever ask for it? No, no one would ask for such horrors. But the chances of it happening to us, why did we have to be the victims?

All it takes is one fool.

I can't run. My body is no longer mine. It repels me from her, I can't show my face again. I can't love her anymore. I can't put her through this again. It's for the best. I tell myself. I do it because I care. My mistakes shouldn't be shared with her. My flaws.

All it takes is one flaw.

"If you think it's a flaw, fix it.

Let's fix it together…"

A/N: I realized I haven't posted anything in awhile and I figured that Durarara!, since I finished watching it, deserved more fan fictions. I plan on writing one about the otaku van gang soon. Sorry for the angst, but this idea has been stuck in my head for awhile. Actually, this fan fiction has been in storage for awhile. Tell me what you think, and be honest. I need to improve, not have people lie to me :D