Hello my dears, I'm sooooo sorry I haven't posted the new chapter in forever, I haven't had a computer available. But I have been brainstorming ideas for this fic. So ….yeah...

Anyway, I am pleased to present..

ARE YOU REALLY GONE!'

Shizuo stared wide eyed, the words he wanted to form wouldn't pass the lump in his throat. He raised a hand to the figure that he didn't believe real. His breath came out in a sharp gasp. The skinny raven watched him carefully, which Shizuo wasn't surprised, he wouldn't trust him ether. Not after all they and he had been through. His fingers grazed the other's hair, his eyes flickering with confusion.

"Y-You're alive.." he whispered, not knowing what else to say... what was he suppose to say? Welcome back from the dead? Shinra stayed silent. He didn't truly expect them to find the male. Izaya met Shizuo's eyes, shivering and shaking. "You're alive.."

Izaya nodded, watching Shinra pull off his gloves. He didn't know what he expected to happen, a loving reunion? Surely not, he didn't even think anyone would come for him.

The blonde ex bartender breathed a sigh of relief, without a warning, he drew the shorter in his arms, holding him to his chest. "I-Izaya..." The words wouldn't form fast enough for his lips, sounding slow and slurred. The raven let himself be pulled, having no physical strength to speak of to fight back, though it was a strange connection, one he thought to be impossible.

A single pale hand moved to touch Shizuo's cheek, the shiver of the small body made him look down, "A-Are you g-going to take me h-home?" He stuttered, begging. Shinra took Izaya's other hand,

"We're going to take you home...I promise."

The group held onto each other as Izaya's nightmare seemed to come to an end. Shizuo sweeping him off his feet. "I'm taking you home..." The raven sniffled, he looked so childlike, so innocent for a man who once ruled the city of Shinjuku and Ikebukuro. Even his age seemed off.. so many years, it was horrifying that Shizuo believed him to be dead that whole time...

The soft rumble of a car outside made them all stop dead in their tracks, Shizuo and Shinra looked down to the informant, who's eyes where wide with terror. "No..no..no.." He whispered over and over again.

"What is it?" the underground doctor asked, Shizuo shook his head, the far away sound of a car horn made him flinch, "Shit..Shinra.." He growled, as he did in his youth..he hated complications. He gently as he could handed the weak Izaya off to the doctor, "You better take care of him.." His voice came out gruff and startling. The brunette nodded, holding his arms out to catch him.

"What are you doing to do?" He wondered, staring up at his best friend, a glimpse of fear and worry in his eyes. "Shizuo...please..what are you going to do?!" The blonde growled, clenching his fist together.

"I'm going to kill some men today."

Shizuo stormed down the hallways of the asylum, chanting kill kill kill kill kill kill with every beating breath. Though his anger was shouting off his body, his steps remained quiet and calculated. Listening closely to the smallest sounds. He could hear the voices in the distance, hear the laughter... it made him sick, his brute anger rose higher and higher until he felt ready to burst.

The laughter drew closer until his hand was inches away from a cold, metal door keeping him away from the group of hysteric men and women.

Izaya... you're doing this for Izaya... do to them what they did to him.

With a creak, he pushed the door, open, trying to remain calm and conspicuous. A man with caramel hair turned to star at him with wide eyes, silence fell across the rather small group... two men, three women.

"I-I don't believe we called for your type of...entertainment tonight, unless your a client." The man said, his voice cold as the winter winds. Shizuo growled, looking down at his outfit, what did they think he was?!

But he thought... for once using the cunning tricks Izaya had taught him. He stood up straight, presenting himself as the lowlife bums that would get service from these people.

"I'm looking for a man, by the name of Kaido..." He said, flipping his hair back, his hands in his pockets, clenched into fists. The caramel man looked back at his blonde companion.

"Your speaking to him, my friend, but I don't know your name..." The caramel said, Ren... Shizuo offered his hand, hoping his name would get him the fear crushed in them he needed. Ren clapsed his hand firmly, bush Shizuo smirked,

"I'm Heiwajima Shizuo..." He growled,

Ren cried out in utter pain, the bones in his hands crushed under the massive strength of a single hand, the snapping of bones made the trashy girls scream, "Ren!" The blonde yelled, running to him, she stared up at Shizuo,

"S-Shizuo..Heiwajima?" she stuttered,

"That's right."

Shinra looked back at the building, his arms wrapped around Izaya's waist, they limped to the waiting car in the dead of night. "Just a bit farther..." The underground doctor whispered, his heart skipping a beat as the bang! Of a gun going off hit his ears, he needed to focus, Izaya was his top priority.

The raven's leg was snapped, causing the limp to be dragged behind like a doll's. Shinra sighed, This isn't good.. he thought. We need you back Shizuo..he's not going to make it much farther.

The echoing screams filled the asylum as bones snapped like toothpicks, the insanity devoured the blonde, getting his revenge thought it was a mirror for Izaya, who was too weak to get what he deserved. His hands wrapped around the man's throat, his eyes gleaming with the lust of hate. Ren Kaido stared up at him,

"P-Please.."

"Is that what Izaya asked you?! Over and OVER?!" Shizuo screamed, slamming his head into the cold cement. "He begged you! He begged you to stop and you didn't..so..now you will get what you did...I'm going to kill you!"

Blood splattered across his face and chest, his teeth clenched together as he slammed the man into the floor over and over again, ignoring the clawed hands scratching at his face and neck.

Moments passed, and the sound soon stopped, leaving Shizuo in the quiet darkness.

Had he just..killed a man?

His eyes flickered past the emotionless face, shaking the man, "You did what I once wanted to do... steal Izaya away and torture him...but you hurt the only person who ever loved me... that's why I had to..you hurt him...you hurt the flea.."

Shinra sighed, checking the wounds, the young raven was fast asleep, he couldn't hold up, "I can't believe I didn't recognize it..it wasn't you.. why didn't you try to contact us?" he questioned, "We're your friends...we love you..."