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Izaya paced worriedly in his living room, glancing at the clock every so often. It was really late. Where was Tsugaru? He couldn't have been talking to Shiki for this long, could he? Stopping his pacing, he flipped open his cell phone and decided to call Shiki. Just as he was about to dial the Awakusu-kai executive's number his phone started ringing. He looked surprised, not recognizing the number, and answered with a tentative, "Hello?"
"Hello, is this Orihara Izaya-san?" a feminine voice asked on the other end.
"Yes," Izaya replied.
"I'm calling from the Ikebukuro City Hospital, Orihara-san. Currently, we have someone named Tsugaru who's in the middle of operation and you're listed as his emergency contact."
"What happened?" Izaya asked, his eyes widening as he felt his heart stop for a moment. This couldn't be happening again. Not again. Why was it that everyone close to him always got hurt?
"He was involved in a vehicular accident earlier tonight and is critical condition. The doctor—"
"I'll be there in a ten minutes," Izaya cut the lady on the other off before he hung up and ran out of his apartment.
"I'm here for Tsugaru?" The nurse was surprised when a raven-haired man practically ran up to the desk, out of breath with crazed, worried eyes and a disarrayed appearance. He looked desperate as his scarlet eyes stared at her for an answer.
"Ah, yes, you must be Orihara-san," the nurse blinked, quickly snapping out of her shock and typing away on her computer. "Currently, Tsugaru-san is still in surgery."
"Is he going to be okay?"
The nurse's eyes softened at the look of panic in the raven's eyes. She tried to put her best reassuring smile on, "I'm sorry, Orihara-san, but I wouldn't know the answer to your question. You're going to have to wait until his doctor gets out of surgery."
At her words it seemed like Izaya had lost all his energy. He collapsed to fall to his knees, the nurse panicking for a moment as she called out, "Orihara-san!". But Izaya sat on the ground, looking at it blankly. Tsugaru had to be okay, he just had to be. Izaya wasn't sure if he could lose another important person. He may not love Tsugaru like he loved Shizuo, but he still cared for the blonde man that had somehow found his way into Izaya's heart these past few months.
Please…Izaya thought as he shut his eyes, gripping his hands closed tightly. He pleaded to whatever god that would listen. Please…let him be okay. I can't stand to be alone again.
Izaya waited impatiently outside of the operating room. His foot tapped rapidly as he folded his hands together tightly. He watched the doors with anxious eyes. The nurse he had spoken to at the receptionist desk sometimes glanced at him with pity and worry, but he didn't really care. He was more focused on when those doors would open. He leaned his head through his arms and looked at the ground. His body trembled slightly with worry and fear, and he wondered if he'd be able to stop himself from crying if the news turned out bad. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to make it alone again. If only they would tell him something…
As if they heard his thoughts, the doors finally swung opened and a doctor stepped out with a sigh. The man's dark eyes looked tired as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Most of his hair was hidden behind a cap, but what Izaya could see he could see dark hair with many gray strands, probably from the stress of his job. The doctor spotted Izaya and walked up to him. His face was serious and devoid of emotion, slightly making Izaya nervous. It was hard to tell whether this man had good news or bad news. "You must be Orihara-san," the doctor greeted, holding his hand out. Izaya shook it as the man gave his name, "I'm Dr. Kobayashi Takaya."
"Is Tsugaru alright?" Izaya asked, biting his lip in worry. The doctor made an expression like he wasn't sure what to tell Izaya.
"He's stable right now and most likely he will live, but…"
"But?" Izaya prompted, hating the word. "Buts" always meant there was bad news following.
"But currently he's in a coma," Dr. Kobayashi sighed. He smiled bitterly, "This reminds me of when I told the same news to Tsugaru-san."
Izaya blinked, confused, "You know Tsugaru, sensei?"
Dr. Kobayashi nodded, "Oh yes, you see I used to be the doctor for his partner, Psyche-san."
"Psyche?" Izaya had never heard of him from Tsugaru. In fact, Tsugaru used to have a partner?
The doctor looked thoughtful as he finally took a look at Izaya, "Yes, in fact, you look a lot like Psyche-san now that I look closely. How are you related to Tsugaru-san, Orihara-san?"
Izaya's head was spinning. He wasn't sure what to think of all of this. If Tsugaru had a lover, why was he trying to get Izaya to fall in love with him then? "Um, we're friends."
The doctor looked like he knew there was more to it than that but he didn't question. "I see. You don't know about Psyche-san, do you?" Izaya shook his head. "Would you like me to tell you a story, Orihara-san?" Izaya looked at the doctor questionably as the doctor smiled softly, "I'll tell you the story of how I came to know Psyche-san and Tsugaru-san."
Tsugaru wasn't sure when the pain in his body had stopped, but he was glad it did. Pain wasn't a pleasant feeling at all, so of course he hated it. Tsugaru opened his eyes, squinting as he was met with white walls surrounding him. Where was he?
"Thank goodness, you're awake!" a voice cried out in relief as arms suddenly wrapped around him, tears soaking through the front of his yukata. Tsugaru looked down with surprised eyes.
"Psyche?"
The pink eyed young man looked up at Tsugaru, his eyes glassy with tears. He frowned as he punched Tsugaru on the arm, though half-heartedly, "Stupid Tsugaru! You should have been more careful!"
Tsugaru wasn't sure what was going on, but he didn't really care. He just pulled Psyche into his arms, tightly hugging the young man, "I missed you so much, Psyche!"
The surprised look on Psyche's face softened. He returned the hug as he smiled, "I know. I missed you too, Tsugaru."
Tsugaru was content, having Psyche in his arms. He smiled but then something else caught his eye. He looked up, meeting the face of a man who looked just like him. Or the man he looked like. "Heiwajima-san…"
The fake blonde didn't have any emotion in his face as he looked down at Tsugaru. "You can't stay here, you know."
"What?" Tsugaru was shocked by the sudden statement. "Why?" Why couldn't he stay? He had finally been reunited with his Psyche! Like hell he was going back.
"Tsugaru," Psyche interjected as he pushed himself away from the blonde. His eyes looked sad although he weakly smiled, "You're not really dead yet."
"And someone needs to keep Izaya company," Shizuo said rather bitterly. He didn't seem to like the fact that the one who had to do it was Tsugaru, but there was no other choice.
"But…" Tsugaru tried to protest. But he knew they were right. He couldn't just abandon Izaya, and there was still so much Tsugaru had to tell him. But…Psyche was here. And he wanted to be with Psyche. He didn't want to leave him again, it was just too painful. Even with Izaya there, he wasn't sure if he could see Izaya as he saw Psyche.
"Look here," Shizuo growled as he suddenly reached down and pulled Tsugaru up by the collar of his yukata. His hazel eyes were furious. "You're the one that's alive so that means it's up to you to take care of Izaya! You can't just leave him, not when there's no one else to take your place! He already lost me; he doesn't need to lose you too! So get your ass back down inside your body and take care of him!"
"Shizuo-san! Stop that!" Psyche screamed as he tried to pull Shizuo away from Tsugaru. Tsugaru looked torn. He knew Shizuo was right. It wasn't fair to leave Izaya alone to suffer. But how could he just leave Psyche again? He already failed him once! To fail him twice…Tsugaru looked towards Psyche, and somehow the young man understood what he was thinking about.
Psyche gave a reassuring smile to Tsugaru, "Tsugaru, don't worry about me. I'm fine here. You just need to take care of Izaya now. We'll meet up again, even if years from now."
"I'm sorry," Tsugaru's eyes were sad as he tried not to face Shizuo. "But I don't think I can leave you again."
Psyche too looked conflicted between wanting Tsugaru to stay here and returning him to Earth. Shizuo looked absolutely livid. "How dare you," Shizuo snarled as he lifted Tsugaru off the ground, intent on throwing the man as far as he could. He glared dangerously at the man who looked like him, but Tsugaru calmly returned his stare. Shizuo growled and then threw him as far as he could. Tsugaru hit the ground with a nasty sound, and Psyche screamed in horror. Shizuo just stomped up to the man who struggled to get up. The two blondes stared at each other.
"This is no time for you to be thinking of your own feelings!" Shizuo snapped angrily. "I don't give a fuck about how you feel; you can't just abandon MY Izaya like this after leading him on this long!"
"I know," Tsugaru said quietly. "I'm sorry."
"THE FUCK YOU ARE!" Shizuo growled as he kicked Tsugaru in the gut. The other blonde coughed as he clutched his stomach.
"SHIZUO-SAN! STOP IT!" Psyche rushed to Tsugaru's side as he glared at the other spirit.
"You heard him!" Shizuo roared at the smaller man as his eyes held the intent to kill. "He just plans to stay in fuckin' limbo with us just so he could stay with you! If I could, I would just go take his damn body right now and return to Izaya then! Then he could just stay here with you and we'd all be fuckin' happy!"
Silence settled. The dead debt collector suddenly stopped yelling as he thought about his words. Psyche also looked thoughtful. Tsugaru's blue eyes suddenly shone with hope. "Why don't you?" Tsugaru finally said, asking the question that was on all of their minds. "Why don't you just take my body? You'd be able to stay with Izaya-san, and I can stay here with Psyche…it's a win-win situation, isn't it?"
The hope that filled Tsugaru's eyes suddenly filled Shizuo's. He had promised Izaya he'd come back, and he had just found out the way to do that. "Yeah, why don't I?" Shizuo suddenly looked excited, "It would just be like possessing your body, wouldn't it? Except permanently this time."
"Exactly!" Tsugaru caught onto the other blonde's momentum. Both of them finally looked like they understood each other. Tsugaru looked down at Psyche, who also looked hopeful about their idea.
His pink eyes turned back to Tsugaru, "It's worth a shot, isn't it?"
Tsugaru smiled, happy that everyone agreed with him. "Psyche, you still have your mp3 player right? Does it still record?"
Psyche nodded, a little confused this time. Tsugaru turned to Shizuo, who also looked a bit confused, "Heiwajima-san, I know you don't exactly like me, but is it alright if I make one request?" Shizuo looked a tad apprehensive at first but nodded. The man was offering his body to him after all. Tsugaru smiled his thanks before he asked Psyche to hand over his mp3 player. He started to record something and the other two, as they listened to words, began to understand.
It would be his final message.
Izaya sat next to the bed where Tsugaru lay, hooked up to various machines. There was a steady beeping rhythm from the machine that read his heartbeat, and Izaya was relieved. Even though he was in a coma, he was alive. There was hope.
Izaya's mind then suddenly drifted towards what the doctor had told him, and he frowned as he looked at the blonde's peaceful face. He never knew Tsugaru had such a sad past. That Tsugaru was just like him, full of guilt over his lover's death. Trying to move on but finding it hard to do so. Izaya had wondered why Tsugaru never mentioned Psyche before, but he had called Shiki up and had learned the rest of the story from him. He now understood why Tsugaru seemed so attached to him. And why Tsugaru wanted Izaya to love him.
"I'm sorry, Tsugaru," Izaya murmured as he tried his best to smile at the sleeping man. "I'm sorry I couldn't fall in love with you."
The sound of his phone ringing then broke through the moment, and Izaya answered the phone, knowing who it was, "Hello, Mikado-kun. Did you find out what I wanted?"
"Yes, Orihara-san," a young man's voice answered on the other end. Izaya smiled. He wondered when Mikado's shy, blushing self had disappeared completely to be replaced by a confident young man. Although he always knew Mikado had it in him. "You were correct. Comparing the pictures and videos of the accident online, I have confirmed that the vehicle that hit your friend is registered to Kagawa Takashi."
"So he's still in Ikebukuro then," Izaya mused, almost wanting to laugh. He knew there was no way that man would leave the country like the police had thought. He was the kind of person who wanted to watch his victim suffer, so he would stay close to where Izaya was. "Did you get an address for me, Mikado-kun?"
Mikado paused on the other end, "You're not going to do anything stupid, right Orihara-san?"
"Of course, Mikado-kun," Izaya reassured, although they both knew that by the end of the night, Kagawa would be taken care of so that nothing else like this could happen again.
Mikado just sighed, knowing he wouldn't be able to stop Izaya no matter what he said. He recited an address that Izaya memorized quickly. The raven thanked Mikado and then shut the phone closed. He got up from the chair he had been sitting in and smiled at Tsugaru, "Don't worry, Tsugaru. I'll get take care of everything."
Kagawa Takashi smiled smugly as he settled onto his couch, a beer in his hands. He wondered what kind of expression Orihara Izaya was making right now. Was he angry, sad, scared, or heartbroken? He didn't really care which as long as the damn man was suffering in some way. Kagawa laughed, happy that he had accomplished his goal. Orihara Izaya got what was coming to him. He took a few sips of his beer, flipping through the channels on his television when there was a knock on the door. "Pizza Delivery!"
Kagawa looked confused and slightly annoyed, I didn't order any pizza. He figured the guy just got the wrong door as it was probably the college kid next door who ordered it. Kagawa sighed as he got up from his couch and went to open the door to tell the delivery guy he got the wrong address.
He opened the door and suddenly found himself on the ground, a knife pressed dangerously close to his throat as his front door slammed close. His eyes widened with fear as he saw the malicious look in the scarlet eyes staring him down. "Y-You!"
"Why hello there, Kagawa-san. Remember me?" Izaya smirked as the man tried to move away, but he only pressed his flickblade closer to his neck, watching the man flinch as a small cut appeared and blood started the drip, staining the silver of the blade. "I wouldn't try to move if I were you. I've been pretty clumsy lately, my hand just may slip."
"Fuck you, Orihara!" Kagawa hissed, glaring at the pale man.
"Hm, not in your wildest dreams," Izaya smiled mockingly. "You're just not my type." The man hissed as he tried to squirm out of Izaya's grip again. The knife pressed deeper at his throat. "Now, now, Kagawa-san, can't we just have a nice chat together? There's a lot I want to talk to you about."
"What the hell do you want!" Kagawa snarled.
"What do I want?" Izaya laughed manically, watching with satisfaction as Kagawa started to sweat nervously. "Why, Kagawa-san, it's simple what I want." He was smiling wickedly now as he stared down at Kagawa's frightened eyes. "I want you to suffer…just like Shizu-chan did, and just like Tsugaru did."
Kagawa didn't recognize the other name but had no time to say anything as Izaya suddenly lifted his free hand up, another knife appearing in it, and stabbed down, the knife going through Kagawa's right hand and pinning it to the ground. The man cried out in pain, tears pooling at the corners of his eyes. He tried his best to glare at Izaya, but the fear was evident in his eyes. Surely, someone must have heard him scream, right? Someone would call the cops, wouldn't they?
"Oh, you're all alone, Kagawa-san," Izaya told him in a mockingly sweet voice. He smiled as Kagawa began to be even more deathly afraid of the smaller man. "I made everyone else in your apartment building evacuate because of an 'emergency gas leak check'."
Kagawa didn't doubt him, and he screamed when Izaya impaled his other hand. Blood started to soak through his carpet and his body was trembling in fear and agony. Izaya looked pleased. "Does it hurt, Kagawa-san?" Izaya sneered as he finally released the flickblade from Kagawa's neck, only to slash it across his chest and leave a deep cut. "Do you feel pain? This is practically nothing compared to what you did to Shizu-chan and Tsugaru."
"I don't know any Tsugaru!" Kagawa panted, feeling lightheaded from the blood loss.
"Of course, you're pretty stupid," Izaya stated as he chuckled darkly. "You probably mistook Tsugaru as Shizu-chan and tried to kill him again to get to me, didn't you? Well I'm sorry to say Kagawa-san that the man you ran over today wasn't Shizu-chan, and he didn't die."
"What do you mean he wasn't Heiwajima Shizuo?"
Izaya's smile this time sent shivers down Kagawa's spine. He wasn't sure how to describe it, but there was certainly something almost inhumane about his smile. "Shizu-chan died on that day, Kagawa-san. After all, anyone would die after getting shot in the heart." Suddenly Izaya pulled a gun from his pocket, and Kagawa started to scream and tried to trash about to escape as Izaya pointed the gun straight at his forehead. But his body was pinned tightly to the ground by the knives and Izaya's body holding his own down.
"I wonder what kind of expression you'd make if I put a hole through your head." Izaya laughed as he leaned closer to Kagawa, the expression of his face crazed. "After all, I love humans for the expressions they make!"
"Please!" Kagawa tried to plead as he began to sob. Izaya put his finger on the trigger. "I'm sorry, Orihara-san! Forgive me!"
But Izaya threw his head back laughing, "Sorry? SORRY! You think a 'sorry' will reverse everything you've done?" He threw his head forward so that his face was mere inches away from Kagawa's. "Sorry isn't going to cut it, Kagawa-san."
Four gunshots rang throughout the apartment, and a few minutes later Izaya stepped of it. He put his hands in his pockets and walked away. Once he was a considerable distance away, he pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. As soon as someone answered on the other end, Izaya didn't let them talk as he swiftly said, "Hello, I'd like to report the whereabouts Kagawa Takashi." He then rattled off the address and before the person on the other end could ask for his name, he hung up the phone.
Some minutes later, police cars parked in front of Kagawa's apartment complex and ran into his apartment. They found the man shriveled on the ground, knives impaled through his hands, gunshot wounds on each of his arms and legs, and his throat considerably injured by a knife.
Later on, after treatment was given, the doctor told Kagawa that he'd never be able to use his arms and legs again due to extensive nerve damage, and Kagawa also could no longer speak due to damage to his vocal cords as well. And of course, Kagawa was arrested and put in prison for life for his crimes. However, the police could never find a trace of evidence to the person that tortured him, and since Kagawa was now mute and paralyzed, he couldn't give a testimony of any kind.
The perpetrator remained a mystery.
Shizuo looked at the pink mp3 player in his hand and took in a deep breath. He turned to his two companions and offered a small smile to them. "I guess this is it."
Tsugaru and Psyche smiled back at him. The other blonde spoke, "I guess it is." He then hesitated for a moment and then decided it was worth a shot. Tsugaru held his hand out towards Shizuo, "Take care of yourself this time, will you?"
Shizuo looked shocked at the peaceful offering for a moment, but his mouth curled up into a grin as he laughed jovially and shook Tsugaru's hand. "Don't worry, I will."
The two watched as Shizuo started to fade out, returning to Earth. Returning to his lover's side, right where he belonged.
And suddenly, the empty, white space that had surrounded them disappeared. Tsugaru and Psyche looked around with surprise and wonderment as the ground turned into luscious grass and the azure sky appeared with puffs of white clouds. Trees bloomed and pink cherry blossoms fell all around them. Psyche gasped with recognition, tears almost forming in his eyes. He looked up at Tsugaru and saw that he, too, also knew where they were. He looked down at Psyche, his blue eyes twinkling as he smiled so happily. So naturally and instantaneously, they both reached out and linked their hands together.
And then both of them took their first steps into their new heaven together.
Izaya sat in the chair next to Tsugaru's hospital bed. His scarlet eyes looked tired as he stared at the man to see if there was any difference. Any sign that he might wake up soon. It had been a week.
Over the course of the week, his friends and family came to visit him. Shinra and Celty fussed over his health and tried to get Izaya to leave the hospital once in a while to return home to sleep and shower at least. But once he had done those things, Izaya returned straight to the hospital. Kadota and his gang came to bring get well flowers for Tsugaru. They tried their best to cheer Izaya up, but it didn't do much. Mairu and Kurui, fed up with waiting for Izaya to visit them, finally came to meet their brother. They at first yelled at him for ignoring them, though it was mostly Mairu that did the yelling, but once they were done both of them had burst into tears and had hugged their brother tightly, refusing to let go. Shiki and Akabayashi also came with flowers for Tsugaru.
"So I guess my gift was a good one after all, eh Orihara-kun?" Shiki tried to joke as he smiled at Izaya. The raven smiled weakly in response.
"Don't worry, Orihara-san," Akabayashi tried to reassure. "I'm sure Tsugaru-san will wake up soon."
Izaya thanked the both of them for coming and watched them leave, nurses staring at the two Awakusu-kai executives with wide eyes before scurrying away. Dr. Kobayashi also showed up during the week, saying to Izaya that Tsugaru seemed to be doing well and that he wouldn't be surprised if he woke up soon.
But Tsugaru still remained asleep.
It was Sunday now and Izaya sat by Tsugaru's bed, looking at the blonde. "Come on, Tsugaru," he said as he tried his best to smile jokingly. "How long are you going to make me wait for you?" He could feel the tears threatening to gather in the corners of his eyes. "How long am I going to have to wait for you to come back?" He leaned his head down, trying his best to force back the tears. He shouldn't be crying. It wasn't like Tsugaru was dead yet. There was still hope…there was still…
"I think I like to keep you waiting, flea." The voice was hoarse, but it was playful and it was certainly real.
Izaya snapped his head back up, his eyes widening at those familiar words. Scarlet met blue as the blonde turned his head and smiled at Izaya. "Sh-Shizu-chan?" His voice was hesitant. He almost didn't want to believe it.
But the blonde smiled wider. "I told you I'd find some way to come back to you, didn't I?"
Izaya reached out and touched his face, almost afraid he'd disappear. But he was real, and he was here. "Shizu-chan!" He cried, throwing his arms around the blonde and practically moving to lie on top of the blonde on the bed. He kissed his lover with urgency as their tongues wrapped together, savoring each other's taste and just needing to feel each other. To confirm that this was real and not a dream. Only when the need to breathe became too great did Izaya pull away, an incredulous yet happy look on his face as he gasped for air. Shizuo had moved his hands to hold Izaya's hips as the raven questioned, "Is that really you? Are you going to stay this time?"
Shizuo smiled, and it was almost weird to see Shizuo's smile on Tsugaru's face. "I'm here to stay, flea. Thanks to Tsugaru."
Hearing the other man's name Izaya suddenly realized that Shizuo was in Tsugaru's body. "Wait, where's Tsugaru? How come you…and he…?"
Shizuo laughed at the confused face on his younger lover. He pulled his clasped hand up to Izaya, opening it and revealing a pink mp3 player. "This is from Tsugaru. It's his last message to you."
Izaya took it in his hands, curiously studying it before he turned back to Shizuo. "But how are you here?"
Shizuo sighed as he leaned back, expecting the question. Izaya figured it would take some getting used to seeing Shizuo-like actions in Tsugaru's body. "Do you know about Psyche?"
Izaya nodded, though confused as to how the mysterious past lover of Tsugaru played into all of this. "When I was…dead," Shizuo frowned at that word. "I met Psyche in…I guess, limbo is where we were at. Anyway, because of his accident Tsugaru ended up in limbo briefly and was reunited with Psyche. He didn't want to leave. So he came up with this idea of letting me have his body. After all, I had possessed his body once before. It wouldn't be that hard to do it again if he wanted to permanently leave his body. And by allowing me to return to his body on Earth, he got to stay with Psyche."
"So basically…" Izaya said in thought as he absorbed everything Shizuo said. "Tsugaru gave you back to me."
"Exactly," Shizuo nodded. Izaya looked at Shizuo for a moment, seeing Tsugaru's face. The natural blonde hair, the blue eyes, the crinkles around his face that showed he was more prone to laughter than anger. He was a bit different from Shizuo in the past, but this was Shizuo now. Izaya turned to the pink mp3 player in his hands and he smiled.
"Thank you, Tsugaru."
"Hello, Izaya-san. I'm sorry I didn't return like I said I would. I'm sorry I couldn't make you fall in love with me. And I'm sorry I couldn't truly love you either. I hope you can forgive me.
And I hope you know that I did care for you. Even if I didn't love you like I had loved Psyche, you were special to me in your own way. Thank you for taking care of me these past few months. I will always remember the time we spent together and cherish those memories.
Hopefully, you are happy now with Shizuo-san. I'm sorry I could never be like him and help you like he would have. But I can see why you never wanted me to replace him. He is, indeed, a special man who truly cares more for you than I did.
And please, do not worry about me, Izaya-san. I am happy where I am, and all I want is for you to be happy as well. I am glad that I could bring you and Shizuo-san back together. I believe that was the reason you and I met each other. I believe fate is what brought us to here, now.
I hope that someday we can meet again, Izaya-san. And I hope we can start again as good friends.
And hopefully, in our next lives, everything will be just right."
The sound of his voice faded away as the recording came to an end. Izaya smiled as he pulled off his headphones and turned off the pink mp3 player. He took it in his hands and chuckled softly, "Sounds just like him."
"Oi flea, dinner's ready." Izaya smiled as he cheerfully called out "Coming~" to his lover. He opened the drawer on the side of his desk and placed the pink mp3 player inside before shutting it closed. He skipped towards the dining room, smiling when he saw Shizuo busying himself around the kitchen. Izaya thought about what had happened the past couple months.
When Shizuo had first woken up at the hospital, the doctor had been shocked to see Shizuo awake already, but once he checked everything, he said Shizuo (although he still thought it was Tsugaru) was healthy enough and the bones that had been broken in the accident should heal accordingly. Everyone came back to visit once they heard Shizuo had awaken. At first, no one believed that Shizuo really was in Tsugaru's body, but after some embarrassing secrets only Shizuo knew were revealed, everyone agreed that it was indeed Shizuo. Shinra had been excited at that aspect, interrogating Shizuo all about the spirit world before Celty finally dragged the doctor away, but only after expressing how much she was happy that her good friend was back of course.
When Shizuo was finally discharged from the hospital, he and Izaya had found out some surprising things. Some activities that Tsugaru's body was adjusted to doing came naturally to Shizuo. Shizuo, who used to be unable to cook anything but eggs decently, could cook just as well as Tsugaru used to. Shizuo also couldn't find himself going back to regular cigarettes. He took to using Tsugaru's kiseru instead. It also took Shizuo a while to get used to the fact that he didn't have his inhuman strength anymore. He was slightly happy and slightly nervous over this. He was so used to being strong he wasn't sure what use he had anymore. He couldn't go back to being Tom's bodyguard.
But that is when they found out what Tsugaru's job was. He was a painter and a pretty famous one at that. Shizuo, although he never had any artistic experience before, found that he could create masterpieces with no trouble. Although he was a bit apprehensive about the drastic job change in the beginning, he didn't dislike it. And since his old apartment in Ikebukuro had been sold with his death, Shizuo moved in with Izaya. Now the two spent every moment they could together.
Izaya chose to quit being an informant, although he promised Shiki he'd still do jobs for him now and then after seeing how upset Shiki got over the aspect of losing him for good. Mikado offered Izaya a job with his company, and now Izaya just researched successful business tactics and information on rival companies. Having him certainly boosted Mikado's company to the top.
Everything was just perfect…wasn't it?
Izaya sat down at the dining table as Shizuo finished setting it, sitting down himself afterwards. It just felt like something was missing. Sure, he was happy and content now that his Shizuo was back, but there was something more he wanted.
"Shizu-chan," Izaya started as they ate in peace.
"Hm?" Shizuo looked up at his lover.
"What do you think about having kids?"
Three years later…
"Aww! Just look at him, Tsugaru! He's like a mini you!" Psyche excitedly looked up from the screen in front of him as he pointed out a small blonde child. The child was about three years old, with blonde locks and large, pink eyes. He wore a white and pink outfit and laughed gleefully at his parents who showed him the newest addition to their family.
Tsugaru smiled at his lover that he held in his arms. "I like the one that looks more like you, though." He pointed to the baby in the parents' arms, a pale head peaking out of white blanket. Tufts of black hair were on the round head as large, innocent golden eyes looked at the older boy. He smiled widely, cooing.
"Tsugaru, you mean he looks like Izaya," Psyche laughed.
"Well, but you and Izaya look alike."
"I guess that's true," Psyche murmured as he let the screen disappear, leaning back against Tsugaru. He smiled, "It seems like everything for them is going well."
"Yeah, it does," Tsugaru said softly. He hugged Psyche tightly with a soft smile on his face. "It's good that they're finally happy."
"Yeah, it is, isn't it?" Psyche looked up, watching cherry blossoms fall around the two of them. "Do you remember the wish you made on the sakura, Tsugaru?"
Tsugaru smiled at the memory, "Of course I do. I wished we'd stay together forever."
"And I said it was silly to wish for something that was already going to come true," Psyche pointed out.
"Yes, and you were right," Tsugaru surprised Psyche by reaching down and quickly kissing him, pulling away with a smile as a blush spread across his younger lover's face. "It did come true."
Psyche smiled triumphantly, "Of course I was right. I love only you, after all."
"Forever and ever," Tsugaru promised as he reached down for another kiss.
Epilogue
Tsukishima clasped his hands nervously together as he stared intently at his red train ticket. He really hoped he wouldn't get lost this time. Silently he made a prayer to a god to ensure this. As he was praying, he heard the rustling of clothes as someone came to sit next to him. Curiously, he peeked at his neighbor and saw a man who was probably in his mid-fifties with graying, black hair and startling scarlet eyes, just like Tsukishima's. The man turned and saw Tsukishima staring at him, and he smiled slyly, almost like a cat. "Waiting for the train?"
Tsukishima blinked, at first not comprehending to the man's words. When he realized the man was waiting for an answer he quickly nodded, his cheeks turning pink with embarrassment. The man laughed and Tsukishima's face burned as he quickly looked at his feet. "You remind me of an old friend I used to know," the old man smiled.
Again, Tsukishima blinked, shocked this time before red colored his cheeks again, "Was he as prone to blushes as I am?"
The older man laughed again, "Oh not at all! In fact, he hardly ever showed any emotions on his face." The man then paused before the look on his face softened, "But he was a pure-hearted as you seem."
Confused a bit at his words, Tsukishima opened his mouth to ask what he meant and how exactly he reminded this man of his friend when they seemed quite opposite. But then the announcer was saying something on the speakerphone and the sound of a train filled the station as it screeched to a stop. The older man turned to the train, an anticipating smile on his face as his eyes searched for someone, "Ah, Shizu-chan~! Over here!" Tsukishima looked at who the older man was waving to, seeing a man about the same age as the one beside him, grays threaded through blonde hair, and blue eyes that lit up once they found the raven haired man.
Tsukishima watched the blonde shake his head, although he smiled, as he came up to Tsukishima and his neighbor. "I'm back, flea." Tsukishima thought that was a weird pet name as he watched the blonde pull the raven up and into his arms, giving him a brief kiss on the lips before hugging him. Tsukishima blushed, realizing that they were that kind of couple and feeling embarrassed at seeing their intimate moment.
Blue eyes found his, and Tsukishima wondered why they widened with slight shock and curiosity before the blonde smiled at him. "Oh Shizu-chan, I see you've met my companion." The raven turned back to Tsukishima, his face looking expectant.
It was then Tsukishima realized they wanted his name and he stumbled over his words for a moment as he got up and hurriedly bow to greet them, "H-he-hello! I'm Tsukishima!"
"Tsukishima, eh?" the man called Shizu-chan looked a bit amused as he held his hand out towards Tsukishima. "Nice to meet you, kid."
Tsukishima tentatively shook his hand back. He then learned the man's real name was Shizuo and that the raven that had sat beside him was Izaya. He watched as the both of them started to chat with each other, briefly stopping to bid Tsukishima goodbye, before they headed to leave the train station. He caught bits of their conversation, hearing Shizuo ask about two people called Delic and Hibiya, before they disappeared completely.
Tsukishima then let out a sigh, suddenly feeling kind of lonely. He was about to sit back down in his seat when the gust of wind from the train leaving swept his ticket out of his hands. He quickly chased after it, almost running into several people and falling to the ground. "Wait!" he called out, as if the ticket would actually stop and wait for him.
The wind then disappeared, the ticket gracefully falling to the ground in front of black shoes. A pale hand reached down to grab it just as Tsukishima burst from the train crowd, panting for breath and looking a bit panicked. He spotted the red ticket and shouted out, "That's mine!"
Eyes as red as his own turned to him curiously. Tsukishima felt all his breath leave him as his eyes widened, taking in the raven-haired pale beauty before him. A lithe figure, clothed in all black with a coat trimmed with red fur hanging at his elbows, turned to Tsukishima with a somewhat blank expression.
He looked at the ticket in his hands and held it out to Tsukishima, "Here you go."
"Thank you," Tsukishima said very shyly and quietly, taking the ticket in his hands.
The other male just shrugged and an awkward silence settled between them. Tsukishima blushed, not sure of what to do now, before he babbled something out of nervousness, "I'm Tsukishima, by the way." His face turned redder, and he inwardly scolded himself thinking, Stupid. He didn't ask for your name.
It took a moment, but a small smile appeared on the raven's face, "I'm Hachimenroppi."
He wasn't sure why, but Tsukishima felt his heart skip a beat as he shyly smiled in response. This guy was oddly…attractive to him. And he wanted to know more about him. Before he realized what he was saying, he asked, "Do you like to cherry blossoms?"
Hachimenroppi seemed a bit confused at first but nodded anyway. This made Tsukishima's heart swell with happiness and hope, something he wasn't quite fully comprehending but accepting anyway. "I know this park nearby that has a bunch of sakura trees in bloom this time of the year. It's quite beautiful to watch actually. W-would…would you like to come with me?"
Again, Hachimenroppi looked a bit confused. "Aren't you waiting for a train?"
Tsukishima blushed once again, realizing that he was right. But he didn't want to quite leave this young man yet. There was just something about him…"It's okay. I can take the next one."
Hachimenroppi laughed at that, his voice sounding like bells to Tsukishima. The raven's scarlet eyes seemed curious and a bit a happy, "Alright, I'll go with you."
The two walked in silence to the park, Hachimenroppi humming a tune while Tsukishima tried to keep his face from blushing more as questions swirled around in his mind. What was he going to do now that Hachimenroppi agreed to go with him? Why did he ask him out in the first place? Was this considered 'asking him out'? Does that mean this was a date? Did he want it to be a date?
They arrived to the park too soon and Tsukishima found he had no answers. But as the two found a patch of grass to sit on, they both couldn't help but watch the sakura fall in awe.
"Ne," Hachimenroppi started slowly as he brought his knees to his chest, crossing his arms on top of them. "If these sakura were shooting stars, what would you wish for?" Tsukishima was a bit shocked to hear Hachimenroppi speak for so long. He turned to his companion, seeing that he was waiting for an answer.
"That's a lot of wishes," Tsukishima murmured as he looked back at the pink blossoms falling.
"That's not an answer," Hachimenroppi grinned as Tsukishima blushed again.
Tsukishima paused in thought. He then brightened as something came to mind and he turned to Hachimenroppi with a dazzling smile. "I guess I'd wish to meet you again."
Hachimenroppi blinked, shock evident across his face, before he hid his face in his crossed arms. Even though Tsukishima worriedly called out his name, Hachimenroppi didn't want him to see the embarrassed yet happy look on his face as he inwardly thought, I won't tell him that I wished for the same thing.
And thus, this is the end of my first Durarara Shizaya story! :) To be terribly honest, it was supposed to be Tsugaru/Izaya, but as the plot panned out in my head and as I saw what reviewers were saying, I have to say, Shizaya just stole my heart in the end. ^^
So thank you to infinity and beyond to all my reviewers! I love you guys and really can't thank you enough for your encouraging words!
Also big thanks to all of those who put this in their favorites (there was a lot you!) and I can't express in words how happy it makes me that you all enjoyed and loved my story.
Really, thank you so much for reading Bringing Back the Dead and enjoying it until now. :D
Akemi: Thank you so much for keeping track of my story since I first posted and taking the time to review! :D I'm flattered you think my story is so good and well thought out. I hope you've enjoyed the ending as well
ShizayaFangirl: Haha, so I'm guessing you enjoyed my ending since it ended Shizaya? :) I can't help but agree with you, Shizaya just had to come back. I love them too much to really kill off Shizuo.
CrazyIchigo9102: First, I apologize that it's actually taken me this long to respond to your reviews. XD Normally, I personally send responses to each signed review but kept forgetting I wasn't allowed to PM you. So thank you for taking the time to review my story! And I'm glad that it was interesting enough to keep you glued to your computer screen. :D
Cagallikushinarafika: Also, I'm sorry it's taken me this long to respond to your review too! First off, thank you for being my first reviewer ever for this story and encouraging me to continue! :) It is actually because of your review that I decided to. I'm sorry it didn't end up TsugaruxIzaya but I hope you were able to enjoy it anyway!
-Xaleria
