A/N: Sorry for taking so long to make a new chapter. Thank you for the reviews! ^^.


"So.. You really don't remember who I am?" Izaya looked at the still quite confused bodyguard, who sat on the couch.

"No." Shizuo looked at the other man. "Should I?" He felt some kind of.. hate, towards this man. If only he could remember who the hell he was. But the hate feeling was very small.

"Well.. Yearh," Izaya said and grabbed his one phone, typing Shinra's number. "You hated me for so many years, tried to kill me every time we met. Until you got sick, that is."

"I got.. sick?" Shizuo shook on the head and looked down. "That can't be true. I never get sick." He looked back at the black haired man, still quite confused.

Izaya was about to say something back, when Shinra answered.

"Hello, Izaya-kun. Is something wrong?"

"Hi Shinra. Eh, well.. Shizu-chan collapsed a few minutes ago, and now.. Well, he can't remember me or anything else."

"Wait, wait. How do you know Shinra?" Shizuo interrupted, looking just as confused as before.

"Oh, well, I guess he remembers me. Don't worry, I'll be there as soon as possible."

Izaya looked at Shizuo, surprised that he could remember. "And how long is that?" he asked the underground doctor.

"10 minutes, maybe less." Shinra hung up shortly after.

Izaya placed the phone back on the table, still looking at the former bartender. "Shizu-chan, how much do you remember? What and who do you remember?"

"What are you talking about? I remember everything and everyone. Except.. you." Shizuo was silent for a few seconds, before he continued. "And why are you calling me Shizu-chan?"

"Oh.." Izaya slowly looked down at the floor, but quickly back up by the other man's next question. "That's what I call you." He was silent for a few moments, before he again continued. "You really don't remember me?" He was beginning to sound kinda hurt. But the he got an idea. If Shizuo really didn't remember him, couldn't he just make him love him? Or at least make him feel like it. But.. that quickly got away again. He couldn't do it. Or.. could he?

Shizuo shook his head and watched the black haired man. "No. Sorry."

Izaya moved closer to the blonde bodyguard and sighed. "That's too bad, Shizu-chan," he said and sighed once again, as he rested his head on the other man's shoulder, smirking slightly.

Shizuo looked at him, but didn't move away. He had this.. weird feeling in his stomach. "Eh.. Sorry for asking, but.. Were we.. going out?" Why was he asking this? Of course they weren't. Shizuo would never go out with any one. Especially not a man. But he had to ask. He didn't know anything about the man after all.

Izaya looked surprised up at the blonde and couldn't help but smile. "No," he said and giggled lightly. "Not yet, that is." He couldn't lie to him. Not about this. Still.. maybe just a little lie wouldn't hurt any one.

"What do you mean by 'not yet'?" Shizuo looked at him, still quite confused.

"Well, Shizu-chan.. We were about to start dating." Izaya sighed lightly, hoping the bodyguard really didn't remember a thing and believed him. He loved him, after all. Maybe Shizuo not remembering a thing about him would turn out to be a good thing?

"So.. we.. like each other?" Shizuo kept looking at him. This could be true. It wasn't like he hated him. The hate feeling wasn't that big. It was more like.. something else he felt towards that man.

Izaya nodded. "Yes, a lot," he said and smiled, resting his head on the other man's shoulder again.

"And.. what's your name?" Shizuo looked down again.

"Orihara Izaya." Izaya smiled lightly and hoped his name wouldn't bring back memories.

Shizuo was silent for several seconds, where he just stared down with no expression at all in his face. "Flea.." he finally said and slowly looked back at Izaya.

Izaya quickly lost his smile and looked at him. "Y-You remember?" He didn't know if this was good or bad. It was good, because he started to remember, but bad because.. well, he started to remember and then he might remember everything and try to kill him once again.

"No. It just popped up in my head when I heard the name."

"Oh.." Izaya laughed awkwardly and rested his head on his shoulder once again, loving it. "Well, that's sorta your nickname for me.. or something."

Finally, Shinra walked in, interrupting everything. "Hello!" he yelled and walked to them with a smile on his face.

Shizuo looked up at the underground doctor. "Hi Shinra."

Izaya looked up as well, but didn't say a thing. He just kept his head on the other man's shoulder.

"Oh, so you do remember something. That's a good sign. So.." Shinra stopped right in front of the two, but didn't make a single comment on the way they sat. "How much do you remember?"

"I dunno. Everything, I think. Well.. not really him." Shizuo pointed at Izaya, who was leaning up against him.

1 hour later..

"Okay.. You remember everything and everyone, except Izaya-kun. You don't even remember the millions of fights with him. It's surprising, but you'll remember sooner or later, don't worry." Shinra stood up, after he had been sitting next to Shizuo, talking to him and checking him if everything was all right. "You still have a fever, so I wouldn't go out for a while if I were you. And you have to start eating or you will never be able to stand up without passing out. Izaya-kun, I'm leaving him to you." He walked to the door and waved goodbye, before he disappeared out the door.

Izaya finally leaved Shizuo's shoulder and stood up. "Okay. What do you want to eat, Shizu-chan?" Izaya smiled at the blonde and turned to face him again.

"Eh.. anything is fine," Shizuo replied and looked down at his own hands.

Izaya was quiet for a few seconds, before he turned around again. He only took a few steps before he was stopped by Shizuo, who grabbed his wrist.

Shizuo very slowly looked at the now standing man, holding his wrist. "Since we were about to start dating.. have we.. kissed?"

Izaya smiled once again and turned around to face him again. "Oh yes. Yes we have," he answered. That wasn't a lie. They had. "But now I have to make you something to eat. I don't want you to pass out all the time." He slipped from Shizuo grip and walked to the kitchen.

Shizuo looked after him. But not his back. He looked lower. What was wrong with him? He would never fall for a boy. And why couldn't he remember him? But he felt something for him. He sighed and looked away. He wanted to remember. That was all he wanted.


A/N: I'm sorry that it was kinda short. And also, I know it was kinda OOC for Shizuo.