(I want to thank my reviews so much. I am American and my tongue is English, it's just I think I suck at writing lol. This chapter had some serious writers block and trust me when I say it, you will know where I had the block... I mean- come on. Even the chapter name was cheesy! XD Well, enough of me, let's get to reading, shall we? Enjoy~!)

Best Song to Listen to For This Chapter: It Took Me By Surpise - Maria Mena)

Warning: Language

Chapter 2: A Splash From The Past

Izaya felt the wind flying the opposite way he was falling. Through his dark locks, clothes. A loud splash was heard as water tackled and engulfed him like he was a deer being torn apart by wild animals. He thrashed around and looked for a way to see but the water was too blurry; too thick. His lungs hurt as he squirmed for air. They couldn't hold any longer and gave in as water filled his nostrils and lungs.

Shizuo glared at the spot the supposed raven had fallen. What did he see? The flea was... scared? He was scared and he dropped him. How long was he standing there? Seconds? Minutes? His mind pondered and pondered until he saw that the splashing grew silent and bubbles slithered to the top.

'I can't swim.'...

"It can't be that-?!"

His body took control and he found himself leaping off of the building's roof and welcomed him with water in one swoop. The cool feeling of the water's current brushed through him causing him to open his eyes and look around only to find

The flea floating there.

Not moving.

With a rush of panic, Shizuo swam over as graceful and smooth like a fish. Why was he doing this? He hates Izaya. Then why was he saving him?

His strong hands gripped a hold of the lean figure and rushing to the top. The water screeched when the blond erupted to the surface gasping for air. Swiftly, he swam to the shore and placed the raven's body onto it and started to examine him.

Worry filled the him when he realized that Izaya's chest was not rising.

It wasn't rising, shouldn't he be happy?

This had to be the dumbest he has ever done. Saving his nemesis; The one who has caused him suffering since the day they met. Why then? Why save him?

Shizuo shifted his body and crawled over until the raven was right under him; so vulnerable. His soft and silky hair damp, clothes drenched, cherry colored lips exposed and his porcelain skin brightly showing.

He looked so... angelic. He never noticed how lean and slim Izaya's body was. Part of his hip showing from under his shirt, revealing more skin than needed.

"Wait, what am I doing?" He growled under his breathe but his eyes drifted back onto the figure below him, how he looked like he was sleeping peacefully. Shizuo lifted his hand and placed it upon the small raven's chest and pressed as normal as he could manage not wanting to break him. Why was he saving him? He might be a monster, but perhaps have the heart of a human?

Water busted it's way through Izaya's mouth, but still no sound of his usual voice.

This has to be the dumbest thing he's ever done.

Deafening silence made it through the clearing before Shizuo gulped and began to sweat a little. He was right above the smaller frame, and yet- a sudden feeling was forming. It felt like small butterflies skittering around in his bosom. For seconds he hesitated, but shifted down slowly. Lips were only a few inches away from the sleeping beauty under him, cheeks gaining a pink tint that burned his face as the closer he drew to Izaya's. It felt like a moment that went on forever, and if he could treasure a moment like this, it would be forever. He drew closer and closer...

Cough.

The silence was replaced with the sound of gasps and coughing; shock filled Shizuo as he realized it was Izaya who was coughing. 'He's alright...!' Those crimson eyes fluttered open delicately catching the attention of Shizuo once again.

'He looked so beautiful- Wait, that has to be wrong. There's no way in hell this shit could ever be described as beautiful...' Shizuo Heiwajima just saved Izaya Orihara and then admitted he was beautiful... The world is surely to end.

But that everlasting beauty that Shizuo was memorized by was now replaced with the widening of crimson eyes filled with fear.

"...No..."

Shizuo's puzzled glare was replaced with a layer of surprise that grew more worried when he realized what was wrong.

Izaya was shivering.

"Stop... get off me..."

"I don't want this... stop...!"

He couldn't hear his mumbling weak voice correctly, but it didn't take a genius to understand what was happening. What took the blond by surprise was that Izaya sounded different- that wasn't right. His eyes were wide with fear and his hands were trembling.

"No... stop... please...not again..."

Time had stopped. The sun was sliding down the buildings and the shadows of night were being awakened. It felt as if he was frozen in place, or that he was glued in such a position for eternity. Was he having a panic attack?

The raven's eyes grew wider and wider until he couldn't widen them any more and tried to squirm away from under the fictitious blond. Shizuo felt like he was slapped back into reality, jumping off of the poor shivering mess below him and sitting across from the man.

The once dancing wind that was noisy and whistled in their ears died down and only the sound of the water splashing across the edges of the shore was heard.

"...Sorry."

Honey eyes tried focusing on everything other than the man who was supporting his frame and now sitting up. When Shizuo looked back, those pained eyes were now filled with anger; almost as if he never had fear in them.

"Now what did you do, monster?" His voice was cold, freezing like ice.

What? Should he tell him that 'Oh, I just saved your life' and nothing happens after that?

"I... I don't know what I did."

A knife was pointed in his direction.

"You really are stupid. Don't you have any other brain cells than just that one? Oh, I guess not, because a protozoan can't be smart." Words dripping with venom if it were stinging holes into his very body.

He's a little shit. I want nothing to do with that him. Why did I save him? And those eyes cherished with fear...

..."Listen flea, I don't want to see you in Ikebukuro,"

"So, why don't you just go already?"...

Crimson eyes widen to be filled with anger as raven's hand wrapped around a knife and threw the sharp weapon as fast as a bullet, it slicing through the air and burying into Shizuo's chest slightly.

"...You must be joking! My humans here need me. I'm not scared of a simple protozoan." An evil smile was seen reflected through eyes of the blond. Izaya might have been smiling, but those crimson eyes weren't. They weren't at all.

"Oh shut up with that loving humans crap and go home flea."

Izaya was more than angry, he was furious. Unpredictable, and at the most unexpected moment to act the brute chose.

"I don't know what or why I did it, but I saved your sorry ass. If you're going to go around carelessly, then stay out of here, louse."

Shizuo then turned on his heel and began to walk away. Those very steps that were once stomping with rage, now calm and growing quieter and quieter as he walked away. Izaya just sat there, confused, shocked even. The more that man walked away, the more of that feeling he couldn't identify grew stronger and stronger until it felt as if a constant gnawing was eating away at his chest.

"Saved me...?"

Saved...

Lost in his thoughts, he lifted his head towards the sky that was now dark and greeted with luminous stars.

"I can never be saved, stupid protozoan..."