Note: Durarara isn't mine! Now enjoy!

The next half year after their first kiss was the best time in Shiki's life. He and Heiwajima Shizuo was in a relationship that was very secure... and besides the safety in the blonds presence Shiki felt very appreciated. Like never before.

It went three weeks and the blonde healed completely. That meant that Shiki couldn't be with him so often as he used to (they practically slept in the same room) but unable to return to his father who didn't care so much about him, Shiki earned a bit of money and after two weeks, he was able to live with the blonde.

Shizuo was very active in the gang, and he often came home late at nights, several light injuries on his body.

Shiki did all he could to ease his pain, and even though the blonde claimed to not feel any pain, he couldn't resist the soft kisses and sex that followed.

Months passed, and Shiki was happy. Shizuo, besides beating off the enemies of Akabayashi's gang had a part time work in a car wash.

After four months of living like that, the tensions in the gang raised. Some of the members were against Akabayashi and Hiroki that made a complete autocracy with their plans of taking over every small gang that was in Tokyo.

This resulted in Shizuo coming home even later and even more injured. One day, blood was dipping from his wound on the stomach and Shiki called Shinra. The doctor told the blonde to not get involved in this many fights. But Shizuo ignored the statement, and said that otherwise he'll be kicked out of the gang. And it may end up in something worse than just being kicked out.

One month passed, and one night Shizuo came home, almost unconscious. He didn't respond to Shikis words, so the dark haired man didn't wait to call the doctor again. Shinra arrived pretty fast, and said that it wasn't anything serious. The blonde was just dehydrated and tired.

When Shiki managed to wake him up, and saw him respond, he hugged him tightly. But then Shizuo said something that catched him off guard.

"They are planning something. And it's something serious. Akabayashi told me to come tomorrow, or otherwise..." Shizuo stopped unable to say the rest.

"Shizuo-kun. I'm begging you to stay home tomorrow. It pains me to see you come home and you are always injured. And... why won't you just leave them? They are using you, simply taking every bit of you. Can't you see it?" Shiki said, very upset. Why couldn't he love some normal human that wasn't involved into that shady business?

"or otherwise they will do something to you. It didn't sound like it was something good." Shizuo said, his voice pretty sad, but some glint of a power was there too.

"Like hell I care. Shizuo, you are my most important person in the world. I won't be scared of some wannabe leader of a gang in Tokyo. What if... if they do something to you?" Shiki said, his voice breaking at the end. He didn't even want to think about it. Every night, he feared when he was alone. But seeing Shizuo at the corner always relieved him. If Akabayashi would take Shizuo from him... he wouldn't do anything about it. He hadn't any supernatural strength or great influence to blackmail the red head.

"I'm not that weak. You should know that by now. Let's go to sleep, okay? I have work early in the morning tomorrow." Shizuo said, his voice tired.

Shiki listened to him, and both fell asleep in each others arms, not forgetting about some kisses and love confessions before going to sleep.

When Shiki woke up, he felt cold. And a unpleasant feeling was in the back of his mind. This wouldn't be a good day, starting like this.

But he got up to work and before he got out, he noticed a note on the fridge. It was from the blonde.

uI'll come home late today. Don't wait for me, I'll be sure to be by your side when you wake up tomorrow. I'll always love you. Shizuo./u

The bad feeling that was lingering at Shikis mind increased. This wasn't good. Not good at all. It wasn't the first time that Shizuo didn't come home for a night, but after yesterdays conversation with him, Shiki knew that something was definitely amiss.

He went to work anyway and acted fairly normal. When he came home, he refused to not wait at the blonde. He tried to do something constructive, and cleaned the apartment, but his mind was elsewhere.

Shiki sat at the kitchen table where he could see the place that Shizuo would eventually come from. He read the note one more time. And again. After reading it ten times, he couldn't brush off a feeling that this text was written pretty fast, and it had something of a farewell note. Even if the blonde assured him to be home tomorrow morning, it had a glint of uncertainess.

Shiki finally fell asleep with unpleasant thoughts at four in the morning. His head on the dinning table. But he didn't mind the uncomfortable position.

He woke up at eleven before noon. And he knew that he was alone in his home. Shizuo didn't come back. He looked trough the window, but the street was empty.

He waited for two more hours, glaring at the note that the mocha eyed blonde left him. It was lies. He wasn't there when Shiki woke up. And the dark haired man knew that he won't see the blonde ever again.

Two weeks passed, and Shiki didn't leave his home. He retried from his work and closed himself in, trying to understand why the blonde wasn't home. And he tried to convince himself to stop waiting for Shizuo. But he kept to look trough the window anyway in hope of seeing the blonde.

One day, he was woken up by the doorbell. He didn't want to see anybody, but the doorbell rang anyway.

He motioned to the door and opened it, seeing Shinra trough the peephole.

"I think that you should sit, before you see this." the underground doctor was holding a newspaper in his hand. It had todays date on it.

Shiki invited the chocolate haired man to his kitchen. Shinra tossed the newspaper on the table. Shiki did as told and sat before he took the paper in his hand.

He looked at the first site carefully. The photo was half-blurred due to 'explicit content' as the text beside it said.

But Shiki recognized that hand. That particular bruise was done by one of the opponent gangs knife, the night Shizuo confessed to him.

Shiki read the article, and his eyes widened. He didn't believe that.

"Shizuo-kun... found in a container?... who? When? Why him?" his voice broke down, and tears that he tried to hold back, finally fell down.

(A/N: And that makes the end of the flashbacks for Shizuo. I hope you enjoyed reading this, and my English wasn't that bad. The next chapter will involve shota!Izaya. And I haven't decided what to do with him yet xD xD xD Feedback is loved :D)