After Shizuo had packed up all of the beach stuff he shot to the hotel to see if Izaya had gone to their room to act like the baby he usually. After a quick scope of the room he found no Izaya so he went down to the line of stores to see if maybe he went shopping to clear his mind. Shizuo went to every single restaurant and store but still no Izaya.

"I really blew it this time, hopefully he'll come back…there's really no place for him to run away to on this island…" Shizuo thought as he opened the door. He went to sit down on the couch when he noticed a note sitting on the coffee table; he quickly picked it up and looked at it.

Dear Shizuo,

You won't have to worry about seeing me ever again; when I get back to Tokyo I'm moving so far away I'll be on the other side of the world. I'll leave your stuff with Shinra; we talked for a while and he said he'll make room for you until you can get your own place. The hotel room and all our expenses have already been paid off; if you decide to leave early you'll get some money back so you can put that towards your new apartment funds. What I said was true; I did have a crush on you since the first day we met…but I know you don't feel the same way about me. I love you so much Shizuo, goodbye forever.

Love, Izaya Orihara

Shizuo dropped the note and ran to the bedroom to see that Izaya's plane ticket and suitcases were all gone; Izaya had really left him. Shizuo shot out of the room and didn't even bother waiting for the elevator. He panted heavily as he ran down the stairs and finally hit the lobby floor; he moved over to the front desk with air escaping his lungs quickly.

"Do you know when the flight to Tokyo, Japan is leaving?" Shizuo panted as the manager typed away on her computer.

"Ah, yes it leaves in about ten min…" She couldn't even finfish her sentence before Shizuo shot out of the building. Shizuo knew there were no cabs to take him to the airport at this time so he just had to run there…and run…and run.

Shizuo pushed past crowds of people in the airport as he got closer and closer to the airplane his boyfriend was on.

"Hold up sir." A security guard had stopped him; he was so close and there was only two minutes left.

"Where are you off in such a hurry?" The security asked the out of breath blonde.

"I have…to get to…the plane leaving to Tokyo…" Shizuo panted out.

"Oh, well come with me and I'll show you the quickest way to it." Shizuo followed the police officer; his heart beating hard against his chest. Shizuo ran past the security guard to when he say the gate to the plane his lover was on. He gasped when he saw the doors had closed for flight.

"They have to let me on." Shizuo begged the security guard.

"It's a little late for that." Shizuo looked out the large window to see the plane take off into the sky; he could swear he felt his heart split in two.

"Sorry about that, you can always catch the next one." The security guard said patting Shizuo on the back and walking away. Shizuo stood there with his hand on his heart and watched the plane until it had disappeared above the clouds. He even found himself linger there a little longer; still trying to get it threw his thick head Izaya was gone…forever.

Shizuo threw himself on the newly made bed and starred up at the ceiling; warm tears made wet paths down his checks then fell onto the satin sheets. He curled up in a ball, as Izaya usually did when he was feeling depressed, and started crying. He cried for hours as the realization that Izaya was gone hit him like a brick wall.

After a good couple hours of crying Shizuo decided to start packing so he could get on the next flight to Tokyo. Izaya was very quick and he figured the brunet had already found a nice home on the other side of the world. Shizuo knew when he got home to Izaya's apartment it would be completely empty; Izaya had probably got Celty to move all of the blonde's stuff to Shinra's. The realization struck Shizuo again; making him feel pain on every part of his body; even as he was packing he started crying again.

After packing up all of his clothes Shizuo collapsed back on the couch and turned on the TV; a little television would clear his mind. He flipped to the news channel and wet back to starring at the ceiling; he was just about to let his tired eyes close when he heard the top story.

"Top story tonight, A plane heading to Tokyo, Japan that had left at 1:35pm had crashed into the pacific ocean after a malfunction with the controls. The plane fell directly out of the sky with emergency breaks being diploid which have been one of the malfunctions of the plane. There were no survivors; and the plane has already sunk to deep for any of the police boats to pull out." The news anchor man had said.

"Izaya…is…dead?" Shizuo ran the thought over and over in his head until it finally hit him harder then before.

"No…Izaya can be dead…no…No…NO….IZAYA!" Shizuo screamed out Izaya's name…well it was a half scream half sobbing violently. Izaya really was gone forever now…

Author's Note: OR WAS HE? This question will be answered in the next chapter! Sorry to leave you in suspense my sweet humans!