After the nurses had calmed Izaya's heart rate they had to start cleaning up the broken glass from the shattered window. The brunet was still pretty shook up by almost being killed so he was still sitting up in the bed panting heavily. Shizuo hadn't left though, actually the entire time the nurses were cleaning up he was starring attentively at the brunet for almost a half hour. After the nurses had left to dispose of the glass Shizuo continued to stare at the informant…it was really creepy actually.

"…Why?" Izaya asked, finally breaking the silence between the two.

"Why what?" The blonde answered back, even though he already knew what the informant was talking about.

"Why did you save me? Why didn't you let them kill me?" Izaya couldn't look at Shizuo…so he just kept his head down with his bangs covering his eyes. All he got as an answer was a shrug from the larger male.

"If anyone is going to kill you it's going to be me." Shizuo said fiercely; Izaya just grinned half-heartedly knowing that wasn't the true answer.

"So you stopped them from killing me so you could kill me? Is that why you've been coming here every day since I got here? So when I woke up you would finally be able to kill me?" Shizuo was quiet for a moment before speaking up.

"…yeah." The blonde lied.

"Alright well I can't run because of the stitches in my side and you probably won't get another chance like this ever again…so you might as well kill me now. I got a new switchblade and I'm sure it's still in my coat pocket, you can use that to stab me in the heart of slit my throat." Izaya suggested, nodding to his fur trimmed coat that was lying on one of the chairs in the room. Izaya wasn't surprised to see Shizuo close the door of the room and take out the switchblade that was in his jacket. The blonde moved over to him and pushed him down on his back as he flipped open the blade.

"Hurry…I want to die…I can finally be released from all this pain." Izaya whispered as his head was tilted upward and the newly sharpened blade pressed against his throat. Shizuo had wide eyes at the sound of those words, knowing the pain he was talking about was probably the one from the gang.

"Don't move…" For once in his life Izaya actually obeyed the blonde, he waited….and waited…and waited for the blonde to finally end it for him…but all he felt was the cold blade still lightly pressed against his throat. Just one swift flick of the wrist would end his life, that's all Shizuo needed to do…but for some reason…he just couldn't end the flea's life.

Izaya's eyes shot open at the feeling of Shizuo's soft lips pressed against his own, he still didn't remove the blade though. The larger male used is tongue to open the smaller male's mouth so it would be easy to slip his tongue in. They stayed like that for god knows how long, with Shizuo's tongue rubbing against every inch of the brunet's mouth. Once he finally pulled away a trail of saliva connected their lips.

"If I killed you that would mean I'm giving you what you want…and I'm not that nice." Izaya flinched at the familiar words as Shizuo set the pocketknife on the nightstand next to the bed and left the room. The informant rolled over on his side and curled up until he was hugging himself; warm tears poured out of his eyes and rolled down his pale cheeks.

Meanwhile…

"We can't kill Izaya with Shizuo still around." One of the gang members sighed angrily, the rest grunted inn agreement.

"Well it's not like we can just get rid of him, you know how strong he is!" Another said fiercely.

"Both of you shut up so I can think….it's true we do need to contain the monster just long enough to kill Izaya…the question is how do we do it?"

"We could get some chloroform and tie him up until we finish the job."

"That's sounds good but we have to use the strongest material we can find to tie him up, he'll be able to break out of rope like its thin string!"

"We'll have to do this once the parasite is out of the hospital, with all those witnesses there and Shizuo visiting every day it'll be too hard to do it there. Once Izaya is out of the hospital we can get Shizuo after he finished working with that collection agent guy."

A few days later…

Shizuo stopped visiting Izaya in the hospital after that day he kissed him, the brunet stayed depressed and refused to eat anything the nurses gave him. He wanted to die…he really wanted to die; after everything he's been going through you can't really blame him.

After a few days of resting Izaya's stitches had finally sunk in deep enough that he was able to leave the hospital; the secretary had offered to call him a cab to take him home, mostly because it was storming outside. Izaya didn't even give the woman an answer as he walked out into the pouring rain; he didn't care if he got soaked threw to his underwear. E was just going to take off all his clothes and curl up in bed anyway.

In Ikebukuro a certain collection agent was also starting to head home after his boss had let him go early because of the bad weather. Unfortunately he didn't have an umbrella with him so the rain just poured onto his toned pale skin. He would have started running home to get out of the rain but he really didn't feel like wasting his energy on some stupid water.

"Heiwajima…" Shizuo flinched at the sound of his name; he looked back only to have a cloth shoved into his face. He was about to punch the guy out of Tokyo when he started feeling….dizzy? Yes definitely dizzy…then…he collapsed to the floor.

"We got him!" The men said excitedly as their leader started tying him up.

"Yea whatever, half of you bring him back to the hide out the other half of you come with me so we can finally kill Izaya Orihara." The leader said shoving the unconscious body to one of the men, they nodded and obeyed their leader's orders.

Not too far from there Izaya Orihara had collapsed on his apartments couch, he really did feel like walking all the way to his room. He moved his arm over his eyes and felt more warm tears start to form in them. He didn't even bother to look when he heard his apartment door being opened.

"I didn't expect you to come in today Nai…" Izaya was stopped by a cloth being shoved onto his face, he pulled his arm away just long enough to see who had actually came in…then everything turned to darkness.

Author's Note: Sorry for the short and fast chapter, I'm not feeling so well today and you guys really wanted me to update so I just had to write this for you! My next chapter will be better! Please review!