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Anyway…Sorry for the rant, and HELLO loyal/new readers! I very much hope you enjoy this chapter, and I sincerely apologize for taking such a long hiatus. Just to let you know, I will be editing the beginning of the story… to make it more immersive. I've realized that no matter what I do, this story won't be extremely popular… And I should just live in the moment. At this moment I feel like writing, so in reality, I am my own boss. However it would be really, REALLY awesome if more people reviewed. Love you all so much.

THIRD PERSON POV - (I thought I would mix points of view throughout this story to give you more perspective, sorry if that confuses you)

Trance

Shizuo laid down in the bathroom for a long time after having sex with Izaya. Everything became a blur and he vanished, leaving an unconscious and naked detective laying on top of him. "Huh?" The blonde finally opened his eyes, trying to forget what just happened. Was that actually him….. Or did solitary confinement actually break me. Then it hit him.

Aside from the fact he saw and heard Izaya, Josh was unconscious… Which meant… He committed a rape. "HOLY FUCK!" Shizuo's honey eyes widened as he finally moved and gently placed Josh on top of the bench. "Oh my god, god, god, god, holy jesus fuck, oh my god…Did I actually? Oh my god..." The blond quickly got dressed, even though his clothes were soaking wet, and began to dress Josh as well.

He's going to be so sore… And…. Mad…. And… Traumatized…. What do I do? Did anyone see us? How long has it been? Shizuo asked himself as he paced around the locker room. And he's unconscious, you fucking idiot! I am so dumb! I don't feel good at all…. Shizuo gagged for a while but nothing came up, so he couldn't even feel the satisfaction of karma. "I'm going back there…." Of course, he was referring to solitary confinement. He would rather shoot himself 30 times than go back there. "No, no, no…I'm NOT going back there! Okay!? Enough is enough. I'm fucking done with this shit. I wanna go home… This isn't funny anymore. IT'S NOT FUCKING FUNNY!" Shizuo slammed his leg on the ground, causing a ripple effect throughout the entire building.

Slowly, Shizuo slid down the wall and rocked himself in a fetal-like position. "I'm not crazy…?" Before realizing what was happening, Josh answered in a broken, yet relieved voice.

"It's not your fault…. Shizuo…." Yes, he was in pain, immense pain. Spiritual and physical pain, which he didn't know was even possible. He did want to have sex with Shizuo, that wasn't the problem. Josh finally realized that Izaya had the upper hand in all of this. He didn't want to fully believe in spirits or demons, that is until one possessed his mind and body.

"Josh?" Shizuo couldn't even look up from the floor, he was so mortified.

"Yes…" Weakly, the detective sat up from his spot on the bench and started coughing blood. He didn't want to show how much pain he was in, because he didn't blame Shizuo for anything. In Josh's mind, he was the only one to blame. It was his choice for wanting to take on this insanely complicated case, and even LOOK like Izaya Orihara. He had a death wish all along. "Before you start asking questions, let me start off by saying… That was real. That happened. Izaya is, without a doubt, a demon from Hell. And no, I didn't know they actually existed. I empathize with your shock."

Like everything in Shizuo's life, he sucked back the pain and the tears, and became a robot. It was his fight or flight response. Fight now, cry later. "We don't have time to be shocked right now." It didn't used to be this way. It used to be fight now, cry never, but… Well, that was definitely out the window. "As much as I want to rip this entire place apart, we need to figure out how to get out of here."

Josh gulped his fear and nodded his head in agreement. "We are are on the same page, believe me. Once we get out of here… We will be able to process what the hell is happening. But, Shizuo?"

"What?" The blonde reached into his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, and shakily flicked his lighter.

"Keep in mind that you are not crazy. If a dullahan exists, and whatever The Slasher was, then-"

"How do you know anything about that?" Shizuo stopped mid-smoke to cut him off.

"When Izaya was in my head, I…. Saw some things." Josh admitted, fighting back tears.

"Oh… Well… Guess that makes sense." Shizuo answered Josh's question, just to give him peace-of-mind, or some sort of hope at least. In effort to change the subject, Shizuo continued, "So do you have a plan? How are you going to convince them that I'm innocent or whatever?"

"I will get cleared by a psychiatrist, and request an appeal immediately."

The blond glanced at Josh for a moment, barely able to make-out his face. He didn't want to look at anything that even remotely reminded him of Izaya. "Sounds good. What about healing in the mean time so this doesn't look bad?"

"I can't do that Shizuo… Like I said, this needs to happen right away or else we might run out of time. We need to act fast, and keep the objective in mind. I will hire a make-up artist for the trial, and lie my way through if I have to. I really don't care about my job anymore; getting you out of here is more important." Josh paused for a moment, allowing Shizuo to memorize the plan. "And don't be worried about money or anything of the sort - I have many connections."

"Yeah? Well… That would have been nice before I spent all that time in solitary."

"You don't get it, Shizuo. That was necessary - and don't even dare imply that I have a similar prerogative. I saw what evil looks like, and I never want to touch that ever again. I've learned my lesson... believe me." Despite being so upset, the two regained their composure.

"Necessary? What kind of bullsh-"

"Please… Stop." Josh pleaded, instantly making Shizuo shut up.

"I'm…" Shizuo started, getting interrupted again by Josh.

"You don't even need to say it. I know, and… I know how you feel… about everything else too." Josh leisurely stood up and winced with every slight movement. "So, I think it's time we both accept that being together is not a possibility." He said with a crack in his voice. Shizuo could tell that every fibre in Josh was screaming at him, but he fought through the pain, and remained realistic. Even after the horrible things Shizuo did to Josh, the detective always bounced back and forgave with an open heart. That is the one thing Shizuo would sincerely miss about Josh once all this was over.

Shizuo gracefully stood up and walked towards Josh, picking him up in an embrace. This action surprised Josh, earning a low yelp from the man. He looked into Shizuo's eyes, still refusing to cry. "I got you now. I got you until we get out of here. But until then, you have to stop distracting me." The ex-bartender continued in a soft, calm voice. "You can make me feel like absolute garbage as soon as I step foot outside, okay?"

Josh gave Shizuo a weak little smile before relaxing in his arms. "How could I disagree when you make such a tempting offer…" He closed his eyes as Shizuo walked down the hall towards the pay phones. Shizuo let Josh down, holding on to him in case he fell, as Josh made a phone call with spare change in his pockets. "Is this Dr. Kishitani's office? Yeah, tell him it's Josh and I need him to come down here as soon as possible." Josh hung up the phone.

"Of course you know Shinra's Father. He is going to be pissed."

"Yeah…" Josh shrugged and changed the subject. "I am surprised the guards haven't checked on us yet. Either way, we need to get to the infirmary. I will tell them that I collapsed down the stairs from exhaustion… and you saved me."

"You really think they are going to believe that? After everything that's happened?" Shizuo raised a brow.

"They will when Dr. Kishitani gets here." Josh replied with a smirk.