Well, my friends... We are reaching the end of our journey. Also, if you'd like, you can roleplay with me in the private messages! ^^ I get really bored... A LOT. So, anyways... This is one of the very last chapters... It actually wasn't depressing this time. xD But believe me, the next chapter is by far the most depressing and sad chapter I have. xD So, I might do TWO more chapters, but there will most likely only be 11 in this story.
Speaking of Eleven, if you watch Doctor Who, R.I.P.

And... Akari Yukimura Yes, Kururi was "dead", but that was all just part of the ruse to get Izaya captured. In chapter eight, when it mentioned who was speaking at the little "Search and Rescue" meeting, it said:

And Kururi and Mairu, Izaya's twin sisters who were definitely not dead and/or captured.

So, I hope that cleared it up for anyone and everyone who was confused by that. ^^

Izaya woke up in Shizuo's bed, balled up in the middle of it. He sat up, rubbing his head. "Ne..? Shizu-chan?" He tilted his head, wondering how he got to Shizuo's house. He looked around, seeing a small note written on the nightstand.

Out grocery shopping. DON'T LEAVE THE HOUSE.

-Shizuo

"Hm, I wonder why he put that in caps… I kind of want to go outside… for some… fresh… air…" He looked down at the note once again and put it back where it was. "I never got that," he said. He was about to leave the room, when he looked over at Shizuo's closet. He saw nothing but bartender getups. "Expected," Izaya took one of them out, looking at it. "Hm…"

And in mere minutes, Izaya was dressed up as the blonde, somehow even managing to get a blonde wig to match. He looked in the mirror, seeing that the outfit was a bit too big, but shrugged. "I wonder…" He left the room, then the house, and eventually was wandering the streets of Ikebukuro. It was somewhat scary how much he looked like Shizuo, but, after all, makeup is magc, right? People immediately recognized him as the 'monster of Ikebukuro', backing up. The only person who noticed it was Izaya was Simon. As Izaya passed, Simon stopped him.

"You not Shizuo," he stared at Izaya.

"I know, I know," Izaya smiled weakly at him. "I just got bored, I guess."

"Ah… Oh, okay. Fine. Have a nice day… Shizuo."

Izaya chuckled, continuing to walk. A small gang stopped him. He tilted his head, somewhat confused. "Hm? Another interruption?"

"Well, well, we FOUNDDDD you~!" The leader sang.

"Yeah, what's your point?" Izaya asked. "Obviously you found me, you didn't find anyone else, and if you were looking for me, I'm right here, and thus, there's really nothing to note besides your observation skills and the fact that you point out the obvious."

"Shut it, blondie!" The man growled.

"Shut what? Shut it? You didn't refer to any part of my body, so I suppose shutting my EYES would work, as well as shutting my MOUTH, but you never said anything about what to shut, so how would I know? Should I close all of my skin pores as well to satisfy you?" Izaya asked.

The man growled again, throwing a punch at him. Izaya dodged it easily.

Another member of the gang grabbed his arms, and he wasn't able to get out of his grip. Izaya may have looked like Shizuo, but he obviously didn't have the strength. A different member laughed, stabbing Izaya's arm.

"You happy now!?" he yelled. "You having fun anymore!?"

Izaya felt panic rush through him. No. No. This couldn't be happening. He just escaped torture, and now he was going through it again. He had to take a few more punches and kicks until the man who was holding him fell to the ground, blood dripping down his neck.

Izaya grabbed the knife and pulled it out of his shoulder, wincing. He quickly turned around, dropping the knife.

"Shizu-chan…" he felt tears swelling in his eyes.

"Are you sure that's me? Because I think that might be you," Shizuo smiled sadly at him. The last gang member took a gun and pointed it at Izaya's head.

"G-Give us back our money, Shizuo! Or… We'll shoot him!" He exclaimed, his hands shaking.

Shizuo's
smile disappeared and his eyes narrowed. "I'm sorry? If you so much as touch him, I'll make sure nobody comes to your funeral."

The remaining gang took this as an invitation to flee, and ran away. Izaya was trembling as he brought his hand up to softly touch his stab wound, wincing. "Shizu-chan… I'm sorry."

"Don't be. You get bored, I know… You just… Have to be careful," Shizuo scooped Izaya up in his arms, handing him his grocery bags. "Think you could carry these?"

Izaya nodded, sighing shakily. His face was paler than normal. "Y-You're not mad?"

"Nah," Shizuo didn't look down at him, though. "Just… Don't wear my clothes again. I took the liberty of going into your apartment and getting your clothes out. They're in the wash right now."

Izaya nodded once again. "Shizu-chan?"

"Hm?" Shizuo asked.

"… I… I'm bleeding," Izaya sighed. He pointed at the stab wound. Shizuo stopped and looked down. He frowned.

"Izaya…" His voice seemed to be angry for a moment. He just shook his head. "Alright, then we're going to Shinra's…"

Izaya just blinked and looked down. "No, I'm fine… I could patch it up myself."

"You know how?"

"I learned over the years."

"How?"

"Well, somehow, vending machines and signs come flying at me from out of nowhere."

Shizuo nearly dropped Izaya. He did it? He hurt Izaya? "Oh," was his only response. "Well, then… I guess we could just go home."

And so, in about five minutes, they were back at Shizuo's humble abode. Shizuo dropped Izaya on the couch and Izaya got up, walking to the medicine cabinet and getting the needed items.

"You can walk perfectly fine," Shizuo said.

"I know," Izaya shrugged. "But Shizu-chan never gave me a chance to."

"…" Shizuo sighed. Izaya was actually right- Shizuo had picked him up without even asking if he could move or whatever, but he knew that Izaya would rather not do any work, anyway. "Yeah, whatever…"

Izaya bit the inside of his cheek as he slowly rubbed alcohol on the edge of his wound, cleaning the dry blood. "A-Ahn…"

"You okay?" Shizuo asked, watching him.

Izaya nodded, finally stopping. "Just some… Ahem. Minor difficulties," he replied. He then proceeded to wrap a bandage around it, layering it for good measure. It wasn't too deep a wound, so he didn't have to go to the extreme measures of getting stitches and all.

"So…" Shizuo tapped his foot awkwardly. "How do you feel?"

"Really lightheaded and confused," Izaya replied.

"Oh," Shizuo nodded. Somehow, after all this time, he still half-expected Izaya to call it off and say it was all a joke, that his Shizu-chan was a big protozoan and that he got him once again. But, of course, nobody would go this far for a joke. "So, um..."

"Hm?" Izaya asked, looking up at him.

"Have you, kind of, um, well, realized that… er… you're not being a sadistic, mocking, cocky, arrogant-"

"Shizu-chan, please get to the point," Izaya sighed.

"Well, you're not being you," Shizuo frowned at him.

"Shizuo…" Izaya turned to him, shocking him by the use of his real name. "Could I tell you a story?" he asked.

"Um… Sure?" Shizuo tilted his head, listening to whatever Izaya had to say.

"When I was in elementary school… Before I met you or Shinra, I was always alone. Nobody ever approached me, and I was fine with that. The only real contact I'd have with anyone would be if they were insulting me or I was insulting them, but that's it. And so, in middle school, Shinra came along and treated me as a friend. He wasn't afraid of me, and for once, I met someone who I actually had a shot at with being friends. I was actually excited when he wanted to introduce me to Shizuo Heiwajima. I heard a girl call you 'Shizu-chan' over the phone at one of our locker breaks, and I didn't know who it was. Honestly, I thought it was a girl. But, then, I poked around a bit, and I realized it was you. So, of course, when I got to meet you, who had built up quite a reputation, I was naturally intrigued and somewhat happy. You know the first thing you said to me?" Izaya smiled sadly.

"… I don't like you," Shizuo replied.

"Exactly. When I asked why, you just said, 'Because I just don't.' Now, being rejected like that hurt. I, of course, only wanted acceptance. So, when I thought I might finally get more acceptance, I was shot down. Of course, Shinra would always accept me, but it's not the same as having someone like you accept me. If Shinra, someone so like him, could say I was his friend shamelessly… If someone like you could do that, I would know what I really was. But I don't. And I never did. To mask all the pain and hurt of rejection, I created a new me- someone who didn't need acceptance. I always thought that maybe it could work, but no. I was always practically begging for attention… And once again, I turned to you. You had the biggest temper I've ever seen, and so, obviously, if someone wanted attention… They'd simply go to the one who would give it to them. So, in reality, you never knew me until now. And when I said I couldn't love a single human… Well, that was entirely true. Thing is…. You're a monster," Izaya stared at Shizuo seriously.

"So… What does that mean?" Shizuo asked.

Izaya smiled. "How would one explain this to a protozoan..? It means I love you, baka," Izaya said, rolling his eyes. Shizuo's eyes widened.

"You… You're kidding," he accused. "You can't possibly… Not after…"

"Shizu-chan… I don't care what you do to me. No matter how much you've hurt me, or caused me difficulty... I never stopped clinging onto you like the flea I am. I need you," Izaya walked over to him and hugged him, sitting in his lap. "And… Honestly… I just want acceptance."

- Meanwhile -

[Shinra… I really don't think Izaya needs an antidepressant.] Celty looked down at the small bottle in her hands. [He seems a lot better than before. I just think we need to give him some time.]

"But, Celty..!" Shinra sighed. "Okay, okay. Fine. Whatever you think is best."

[Thank you.] Celty handed him the bottle back and he put it back into the medicine cabinet. [Hey, do you think I should check up on him..? I'm kind of worried, actually.]

"Hm?" Shinra looked up. "Well, if you want to. I mean, I have work to do, anyway."

[Alright. I'll be back in a bit.] Celty nodded, taking her motorcycle helmet and putting it on, walking out the door and getting on her bike. She began to ride to Shizuo's house. She stopped when she nearly hit Mikado. She got of the bike, waving her hands. [Ryugamine! I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there… I was just going to visit Izaya, and I wasn't looking, and-]

"It's fine, Celty," Mikado smiled. "I was actually just going to go see him myself. Do you mind if I ride with you?"

Celty hesitated, but created a motorcycle helmet in her hand and tossed it to Mikado, who put it on. He climbed on the back of the bike and Celty got in front of him. They then rode silently until they got to Shizuo's house, breaking immediately. The helmet on Mikado's head dissipated and the two got off, walking up to the front door. Celty was about to knock, but paused.

"I still don't believe you," Shizuo said cautiously. Celty and Mikado listened intently to the conversation.

"You never did, and you never will. I don't care about that, though. Because I know," Izaya replied with a sigh.

"Izaya…" Shizuo shook his head. "I can't believe you're the smart one here. You should've told me, flea." Izaya frowned at the use of his insulting nickname once again. So, he decided to play Shizuo's game. He cleared his throat.

"Oh~? But Shizu-chan, that's cruel!" Izaya grasped his heart. "After all, not everyone can be geniuses!"

"I-zaaaayaaaaa…!" Shizuo threw a punch at him, and Izaya dodged easily.

"Whoops! Missed me!" Izaya kicked open the door, passing by Celty and Mikado. Shizuo picked up the couch and began to run after him, but saw the two confused people on his doorstep.

"Um…" Shizuo put the couch down. "What are you doing here?"

[Well, I was going to check on Izaya, but… I see that some things never change.] Celty shrugged.

"You guys are never gonna get along, are you?" Mikado asked with a small smile.

Shizuo smiled as well. "Here's a little fact about Izaya and I… Fighting is how we get along." He waved. "Well, I got a flea to catch. See ya." He took off running.

Celty seemed to be laughing her head off- Oh, wait. (A/N I actually didn't notice that until I read it out loud xDD)

[Izaya was right. Some things… never change.]

So, well, I'll see you guys later. ^^ BTW...

I AM THE POKEMON CHAMPION! Which means I finished Pokémon X after putting it aside for two months xD