/After this chapter, updates MIGHT be slower as I'm trying to find time to create more and more for my dearest readers. So if you please, wait patiently and continue reading. I would genuinely appreciate it./
Shizuo woke up with a start, finding an empty bottle of wine and Izaya's jacket draped across himself. He pulled Izaya's jacket around him and nuzzled it, taking his scent, a sweet coffee smell that reminded of coffee cakes. Shizuo leaned back on the chair and stretched, ruffling his hair, holding the jacket dearly, as if it might crumble into ash. He checked on the Orihara twins, who were asleep and snuggling closer to one another. He saw them once or twice around Ikebukuro… a few times with Izaya… "Iza-nii…" They both murmured at the same time, like Shizuo, they were dreaming of Izaya. "I know… I miss him too…" Shizuo brushed away a lock of hair from one of the twins, not sure who is who. Shizuo clutched Izaya's jacket before draping it across the blanket that covered the twins. It was near dawn and the rising sun began to make it's journey. He walked outside to get some fresh air, a chance to think. What do I do now? He's gone… "Well… if you ask me… you can die and meet him on the otherside or you can bring him back to life." Shizuo turned around to see a girl with large black wings dressed in white. "A… youkai?" Shizuo wasn't surprised… at all since Celty exists. All he thought about was Izaya. And the pain he left behind.
"No… I'm not a youkai, I'm an angel, a tenshi." She flew close. "You see… us angels haven't seen purity like this in ages, humans today are corrupted as soon as they're born. But Izaya is different. His purity is beyond comprehension. And you yourself, is quite pure considering." She remarked, smiling sweetly, that was dripping with falseness. "But sadly he's dead." A deeper voice rang from Shizuo's right. A male with white wings identical to the girl's but dressed in black. "Oh… humans can't see us by the way." He winked at the blonde. Shizuo sighed, being broken he believed that his grief is making him hallucinate. "Oh… We're not hallucinations. Though to respect your privacy from now on, as soon as you sleep, your dreams are yours, and the 2 hours after." The girl said as if it was already decided. "And what would I do in between?" Shizuo asked… starting to wonder if he could bring Izaya back. "Live your life, or find a way to bring your beloved back." The male said as if it was a known fact, shrugging as if it was one of the simpler decisions in life.
"What do you mean by bringing Izaya back?" It was a tempting thought. Revival of Izaya, to hold him, to love him. "Us angels have a job, we collect purity and corruption. This is my brother is Sin, and I'm Virtue." She smiled that fake sweet smile. "Tell tale names, our mother is such a wonderful person isn't she?" Her brother nodded as she giggled. "In a week, you have to commit seven sins, and strengthen your seven virtues. Any kind of envy, greed, gluttony, lust, pride, sloth and wrath is acceptable. The key here is 7. After the week is done, on the 7th hour of the 7th minute and the 7th second, a portal will open. You would only have 7 hours to look for him, as soon as time's up. It would kick you out." The brother informed cooly. "You only have one chance. The payment is your soul when you die. By then it would be quite valuable." Virtue smiled sweetly. "And… you have today to decide… when you wake up again. We'll be here waiting." They smirked, reminding Shizuo of Izaya's smug smile, and then they vanished. Leaving Shizuo with the tantalizing possibility of bringing Izaya back.