After their encounter together, Izaya and Shizuo were simply keeping their distances from each other. There was only one difference in both of them was that Shizuo began to gradually get better. He took his medication and did everything possible to get better. But Izaya on the other hand refused to cooperate with anyone. When given anti-depressants, he would just move them under his tongue then spit them out when no one was looking. Izaya just stayed in bed most of the time and he ate very little. He was going further in the hole of despair and there seemed no way out of it. No one understood why he was getting worse and neither did he. He just didn't want to try anymore. It felt like all hope was lost for him and there was nothing else for him to do except wither away.

Then there was a moment where he just felt betrayed. . .

It was another day like any other during their hour of activity but everything changed, "Shizuo Heiwajima?" asked a nurse with a clipboard in hand. The blonde looked over and smiled, "Yeah what is it?"

"You've done so well and it seems you have recovered enough to finally go home!~"

"Are you serious?!"

The nurse nodded happily and not too far from them was Izaya listening in on their conversation. He was shocked by the news. He didn't want Shizuo to leave! It wasn't fair that he was going to leave him behind! Izaya wanted to stab Shizuo for abandoning him like that. They were supposed to be friends! Even though Izaya rejected him the last time they spoke to each other. It just wasn't fair...

It wasn't fair that Izaya had to be stuck there for more time and do it alone. Now he truly felt alone. He didn't know what to do with himself. It hurt him and it wasn't Shizuo's fault. Izaya just needed someone to blame for what he failed to do and that was to escape the hell he was living for so long. All he wanted was to be free again.

Shizuo on the other hand was more than happy to leave. He had worked so hard to get to the point where he could finally see his friends and family. All the effort he put in was worth it. He completely forgot about the raven who fled the scene moments after he heard the news.

Once activity time was over, Shizuo got packing, he was so excited to get out. It would only be a little bit before he was escorted out. Many emotions were stirring inside the blonde. It was mostly of joy but somewhere he felt sadness and he didn't know why. Was he forgetting something? He looked around and saw nothing that he could have forgotten about. He scratched his head in confusion but then paid no heed to the lingering sadness that he felt and went off to leave. When Shizuo was at the lobby, Izaya was hiding behind a wall to watch the "traitor" leave him behind. Shizuo took a large breath of air then walked out of the building with a huge grin plastered onto his face and Izaya could only just stand there and watch. When the blonde was out of sight, Izaya instantly felt empty inside. Not even a simple goodbye came from the protozoan but it didn't matter now. He was gone and there was nothing he could do about it.

On the other hand, Shizuo was walking home and he looked around to see that not much had changed since he left. Arriving at his apartment, he felt the sadness build up some more. He honestly felt like he did something wrong and he thought and thought about it until it finally hit him.

Izaya..

The last time he saw him, he had refused to let him help and he felt terrible about it. He remembered how torn Izaya looked and the reason he was the way he was; was because he had no one to lean against. Shizuo looked around at his apartment and sighed to himself. He had to do something to help Izaya. Or at least make him feel loved. Shizuo wondered how he could even show his face around the raven, Izaya didn't "need his petty sympathy" so if he just showed up to visit him, he might not even want to come out. Shizuo took out his phone from his pocket and called Tom to help him decide what to do. Plus he wanted to hang out with a friend for a bit.

The blonde went to his room and looked around at the mess he had. He didn't remember having this bad of a mess. He would have to clean up later. He then went through his closet to get out his typical bartender outfit which was the best feeling in the world to him. As he was enjoying his moment of happiness, there was a knock at the door which meant Tom was there.

With that, Shizuo walked over to open the door and leave for a bit.

"Shizuo how does it feel to be out of there?"

"It feels so much better. But I have something that has been bugging me for awhile."

"Huh? What?"

"Well there was this person back there who I feel bad about. But I feel like if I try to visit them, they won't want to talk."

Tom scratched the back of his head, trying to think of a way to help the blonde, "...hmm well you never know until you try it. They might feel good that you came back to say hi."

Shizuo nodded, he felt stupid asking such questions but he needed the reassurance. He let out a long exhale and looked down, "Well sorry to bring you here for nothing Tom, that was all I really needed for now I guess.."

Tom simply nodded and patted the other's shoulder, "Don't worry 'bout it. It's kind of a tough decision to think about and it's good to have a friend's opinion." With their conversation coming to a close, the man with dreadlocks said his goodbyes and walked off as Shizuo made his way to the flea that tried to be friends with him. All he could remember was how cruel he was to the other. He bluntly refused to have anything to do with the raven. Now that he himself was out, Shizuo felt terrible about it all. He had to make it up to the raven somehow. . . .

Thinking about everything he could have done to help Izaya, made him wonder what if he was in his shoes? Having no one to talk to, no family bothering to visit him, feeling trapped... Shizuo hated the thought. He stopped in his tracks, right in front of the glass doors of the asylum. The blonde was going to do it; he was going to see Izaya and he was going to be friends with the flea. No matter what Izaya did to refuse. Dammit...if he had to, he'd bring the pest flowers!

"Sir...?" said a nurse, clearly not in the mood to have to talk to guy who looked like he was talking to himself.

"Oh...I'm sorry. I'm here to see someone."

"Who...?"

"Izaya Orihara." The blonde replied while the nurse led him inside and pointed to a chair.

"It'll be thirty minutes before visiting hours. Please wait here." She said, then walking back to the front desk.

As Shizuo sat there, he noticed more and more people were coming to see their loved ones trapped here. He also noticed that some of them brought them gifts like a stuffed animal or something. He started feeling bad that he didn't get him something. Shizuo cursed himself for being so stupid, then there was a small bell and patients starting showing up to greet their families and friends but no Izaya. Did something happen..?

Shizuo waited longer for the raven that seemed like he wasn't going to show until he saw him. Izaya looked worse than he remembered. There was no smile spread across his face. He saw that Izaya looked around for a bit before spotting the blonde.

Their eyes meeting once more. . .

Author's note: Hey guys. As usual constructive criticism is always welcomed :)