Walking back home alone feels different somehow. Hmm, is that Shizuo? There are some people following him, aren't they from the yakuza? They have guns. Shit, Shizu chan's name has reached the ears of the yakuza already? This is too soon.

-Shizuo pov-

I can't believe he did that. Is it because I really am a monster? Dammit. Should I talk to him tomorrow? "We hated each other the first time we laid eyes on one another. 'Hate at first sight' ne?" Ah right. He hates me. This is all my fault. I'm a monster.

"SHIZU CHAN!"

Izaya?

I turned to see Izaya holding his switchblade glaring daggers at a bunch of guys. Who are these people? They had guns and some were pointing them at Izaya while the rest to me. I felt rage bubble up as I tore up a stop sign from the concrete and began to shout, I hated violence but I am the very definition for it. Ironic. Izaya started slashing their wrists leaving them screaming in pain accompanied by some sent flying from the hits I landed with the metal sign.

We were almost finished with the group of guys until one pointed his gun to me and pulled the trigger. I wasn't fast enough to react. But as I braced myself for the impact, Izaya ran to me and took the shot.

"Izaya!" I got to my knees and held his frail body. "I'LL KILL YOU GUYS!" I yelled as I carried a vending machine and threw it at them. They survived but I didn't care, I needed to get help. Shinra.

Carrying Izaya in my arms I dashed to Shinra's as fast as I could. Izaya hold on. You can't die. 're all I have. Please... Within 10 minutes I was knocking on Shinra's door, causing dents to appear on the wooden door. I got impatient and ripped the door off it's hinges and ran inside.

"Shizuo! Is that my door?! Wait. What happened to Izaya?"

"He was shot by some yakuza."

"Put him on the couch. I'll take a look at his injuries." I obeyed and laid him down gently on the leather furniture.

xxx

After removing the bullet, Shinra stitched up the wound and turned to me with a concerned look. I was holding onto Izaya's hand like it was my lifeline, tears threatening to spill.

"How's his condition?" I asked looking at Shinra.

"He's stable now. The bullet barely missed his heart but he lost a lot of blood due to the wound so he wouldn't be able to move around too much for a while. He'll need a lot of rest. Someone should look after him."

"Doesn't he live alone? After his parents' divorce..."

"Oh yeah... Well I suppose he-"

"I'll look after him. I'll stay over at his place until he's better. Since summer break is starting anyway."

"You sure?"

"Yeah." Since it's my fault, it's the least I can do.