AN: Hey everyone. Sorry it took so long to edit this chapter. On top of exams coming up, I'm depressed because I keep thinking about ways this story could be better...but in the end, it's hard to please every single person. I wish you all could love the story, but that's not possible. My partner (Vata) edited arc one again, so if you want a copy of it, you can PM me. It is also available on deviantART. Other than that, I hope you enjoy this chapter. I need some reviews to keep me going.

This is Vata and as you've been told, I play as the Shizuo of this story. And the reason for lack of sex, if that ever crossed you mind…and might also end up hating me later on for what happens in a couple of arcs

If anyone is wonder, that love letter prank a while back, is in fact canon writing from the author and Shizuo did keep it. Ryohgo ships them in the novels, but hasn't thought about making them an official couple. From what I've looked up, he didn't like people shipping them in the first place, but later on…he went with it and started to write more of it on purpose. And it's also been confirmed…Izaya is the main villain of Durarara. Oh, there is also canon writing of Izaya and Shizuo having sex…along with Shizuo and that Russian chick…what's her face, but you don't have to acknowledge that exists. What else is canon? Oh, yes, the model scout that hired Kasuka, they were originally gunning for Shizuo because of his good looks, but they pissed him off and Kasuka ended up getting the job because he saved the poor person. And along with…Shizuo has low self-esteem about his looks; he doesn't think he's good looking.

And not that I remember, if you're wanting an ebook file of Arc 1, send a PM…I can try to make one. I have a program for it, but I have no idea how they turn out…because I don't have an ereader to preview them on. Hopefully the .PDF pleases most.

Arc Two, Chapter Eight

Shizuo groaned, hearing his alarm. His golden eyes slowly opened and his vision slowly came to focus. He jumped, seeing a grinning Izaya and ended up falling out of the bed. "Fuck," he complained out loud. "Damn it flea, don't creep me out with that creepy grin of yours so early in the morning!" The blonde sat on the floor, staring at the other man. His cat-like smile sort of reminded him of a happy cat with a fresh fish in its mouth. The ex-bartender blushed when he felt a finger scratch under his chin. He heard Izaya say how cute was. "Not cute," he protested. Shizuo dressed for work when he saw the time. He rushed to make breakfast for the two of them.

By the time he finished the food, he watched Izaya come out of the bedroom, dressed and hair brushed. The blonde set two plates on the table and poured two cups of coffee, adding milk to his own and nothing to Izaya's. "You always look surprised whenever I cook," he commented.

"You act like a man can't cook or something."

"It's not that at all. I'm just...just happy, I guess."

The bodyguard sat up right, feeling paws tug at his pants, telling him she's hungry, and he got Suki something to eat. He sat back down, picking her up and set her on the table to hand feed her tuna. He looked up at Izaya when he asked him a question. "Yeah, I adore her. I wasn't planning on keeping her at first, but after weeks of taking care of her, I grew attached to her. It was nice having the company around, even though she can't talk. It's better than being alone in the apartment." Shizuo gently kissed the fuzzy creature. "I enjoy you being around, Izaya," he added.

"I enjoy being around me, too!" Izaya joked with a smile on his face. He stood up as Shizuo asked him if he wanted to go to work with him. It was unexpected, especially since he had him fired from his favourite job. "Are you sure you want me there?" He asked, receiving no answer and ate the rest of his meal in silence. "You must love Suki enough to buy her tuna."

"Regular tuna is cheap, unlike the ootoro you buy. I feed her tuna or chicken every other day. I only have one pet, might as well spoil her while I can." He quickly finished his meal after Izaya said something about leaving. He slipped on his shoes and locked the door when Izaya stepped out. When they reached the building, Tom couldn't help but stare at Shizuo when he saw Izaya with him. "I'm taking care of him and he didn't want to be left alone at the apartment," the blonde answered the unasked question. His golden eyes looked down; figures Izaya would attach himself to his arm. He turned to look at his boss when he asked him what was wrong with Izaya. "He lost his memory and I told Shinra I would take care of him." Tom sighed and walked on ahead. When the bodyguard handled a with a problem client, Tom bought three cans of Arizona tea, handing one to Izaya. "You really lost your memory or you just pulling Shizuo's leg?"

Heh, for a man who hated violence, he must've hated his job. Good thing I'm not in debt! Izaya smirked, finding it funny that the neanderthal was a debt collector, when he owed the town for property damage. Silly humans! You don't run away from Shizu-chan, unless you are Izaya Orihara. He took the can from Tom. "If I pulled Shizu-chan's leg, you'd guess that I wouldn't be able to put up with him this entire time, no? Besides, I wouldn't waste my time...I'm sure I have a lot of work to do."

"He's too nice for his own good," Tom frowned, watching Shizuo scare people into paying. "Look, don't use him; he doesn't deserve to be treated like a toy. And he doesn't have the income for you to use him. As you can tell, he's not the wealthiest around. I would expect that he would get paid more if he would stop throwing those vending machines at you." He took a drink of his tea and tossed the third one over to Shizuo when he came back. The blonde handed the cash over before cracking the tab open. His hazel eyes looked down at Izaya when he tugged on his sleeve and forced him to sit down. Izaya asked him if he liked his job. "I like it well enough," he answered. "Just sort of glad I have a job. I got fired a lot because of my temper."

Tom was Shizu-chan's boss, and Izaya already made the mistake of firing Shizuo from his other jobs. He was tempted to argue with the other, but that would only make things worse. It didn't stop the raven from looking irritated. He kept a smug smirk, but it was all in the eyes. Izaya loved people, but at the same time, they were very stupid. "You kind of need your temper here. It's not a bad thing; someone has to do this job."

"I liked my bartending job better, but you know, things happen," he told Izaya, not wanting to argue with him. He sighed deeply and pulled out a cigarette to light. "I didn't deal with dumb asses in the bar; they knew how to act. And I enjoyed mixing the drinks, it's a complex thing. You have to remember what people like in their drink." He blew out smoke, thinking to himself. "I wouldn't mind owning one for myself, but I don't see that happening."

This time, Izaya didn't bother breaking the cancer stick. His headache was sudden, and hit him hard. Something about that sentence...was so familiar. He could almost see Shizuo say those words in the past, but where did they come from? He pictured a room and Shizuo sat beside him. He didn't look like himself, though. Nothing looked normal. It was all white and twisted. Izaya groaned and clutched his dark hair to make the images go away. The headache, it hurt so much.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, smoke flying into his face. He coughed, relieved to see normal-Shizuo again, along with his boss. Izaya's heart beat quickened; he feared his amnesia, but it was never that bad. He never saw weird images or hallucinations before. He was afraid to close his eyes. Tom looked at him oddly and Izaya really want him to leave, so he could talk to Shizuo alone. Luckily, Tom sensed that and left the two alone. "Shizu-chan! Can you not repeat yourself?"

"What are you talking about?" Shizuo asked, "I haven't repeated anything," he retorted. He hummed to himself and looked over to Izaya, watching his face, looking at the pained expression. "You want me to take you back to the apartment?" He offered, getting no answer from the other man. Okay, so he didn't want that. He reached out a hand, gently touching Izaya's forehead, checking to see if he had a fever, but his hand was smacked away. "Hum...okay, did I piss you off? I didn't even talk to you that much today and you're already snapping."

"How can you not remember when you repeat yourself? Can you not tell that I literally suffer from déjà vu? I don't want my memories back, and I'm not fond of the amnesia."

"But…I've said nothing about my bartending job, not until now. I've told you I used to work as one, but nothing more than that," Shizuo said. "And how the hell would I know you suffer from déjà vu?! I can't read minds!" He yelled, reminding Izaya of that little fact. He snapped the stick in his hand and stomped down on it. "You're pissing me off, flea, and the fucking day just started. You're bound to get your memories back, deal with it."

Izaya was not in the mood to argue with Shizuo, especially with the pounding headache and his boss standing a few feet away. It was really a never ending cycle with Shizuo. How could he not notice, how could no read his body language? He turned on his heel towards Shinra's apartment, wanting to know if his headaches and illusions were normal.

"Wait, where the hell are you going?" Shizuo yelled when Izaya started to leave. He just felt depressed when Izaya left without even telling him where he was going. Why was Izaya pissy with him? They were doing fine in the morning, so what changed?

Izaya left Shizuo's sight without another word. He was smart enough not to return to Shinjuku, hopefully Shizuo knew that. He took a subway to Shinra's apartment just to avoid anyone who wanted to hurt him. He was prepared, with switchblades in his pocket, but he didn't have time to deal with them. His headache was killing him. Izaya wasted no time trying to find Shinra's house. He knocked on the door, and Shinra led him to a room.

Shinra moved the glasses up his nose as he sat on his chair. "Headaches and illusions? Maybe, you might be getting the headaches because your old ones are returning. And the illusions, maybe it's happening because your memories are returning. Are you forgetting anything you've been doing since you've left here?"

"No, I remember everything since I lost my memories...if that makes sense." He sighed. Instinctively, he felt like he could trust the brunette. "I don't want to remember again! Shinra, do you know what that's like? Well, of course you don't...because you're nothing like me."

"I see what the problem is," Shinra commented, "you don't want to turn back to your old self," he leaned forward in his chair. "Izaya, you can change. If you're scared of going back, I have no doubt in my mind you'll remember these events." The underground doctor leaned his elbow on the arm of the chair and rested his hand on the his fist, watching Izaya. "It this about Shizuo? Has he been treating you roughly or anything?"

It didn't matter if Izaya remembered; he would still be the same old person. If nothing could change him before he lost his memories, what would this change? Nothing. Izaya was stubborn, even after he lost his memories. He couldn't imagine how stubborn he was before. He was afraid of a lot...mostly losing Shizuo. "Yes, it is about him. You know him, you are best friends with him. He has the temperament of a bull! How can he be so futile, immature, stubborn, spontaneous, and at the same time...altruistic, courteous, and similar to me?"

"Shizuo is a brute with a heart of gold; he's hard to get along with. He even used to fight with Kasuka a lot when he was younger," he informed Izaya. Shinra tried to figure out what was really bothering his friend. He kept bringing up Shizuo, which was unexpected...he didn't even like the idea of the blonde taking care of him. "Are you scared that you and Shizuo will hate each other again?"

Izaya tapped a finger against his cheek. His headache was getting worse and worse with every mention of his name. The blonde idiot, the imbecile, the one who he couldn't control, the man who could get under his skin, could make him snap form the inside out. He wished that he never met the blonde in the first place! He was the cause of most of Izaya's problems, and Izaya was the cause of his. He was the one person who stood in his way. "Yes! I'm scared. I'm fucking scared, Shinra. I was heartless. I still am, I was...am...I don't even know anymore."

"Why are you making such a big deal out of all this?" Shinra asked. "Shizuo holds nothing against you for what you've done to him in the past. He wouldn't be taking care of you if he did," the doctor reminded the info broker. He started to think, maybe there was something that he could tell Izaya. There must've been something that would help his best friend. "I got it!" He exclaimed, "go out on a date with Shizuo and take pictures together. Whenever you return your memories, look at the pictures from your wallet."

Izaya sighed. He reclined the chair and stared up at the ceiling. Shinra had a way of calming him down, with his reassuring and serious attitude. He was intelligent, though he acted ridiculous at times. And his advice was funny! Izaya smiled as he looked at the doctor. "That's a great idea, Shinra!" No wonder why they were best friends. He wondered how Shinra managed to put up with both him and Shizu-chan at the same time. "We should take a picture then, ne?" He smiled and walked over to Shinra with his cell phone. He draped an arm around the man's shoulders and took the picture.

Shinra didn't know what was going on, but he let Izaya take the picture anyway. "Oh, we should take one with my lovely Celty. She's the one with the nice digital camera!" The man ran off to fetch his Celty and comes back with her and the camera. After setting up the timer, the three took pictures together before Shinra handed him the camera. "You can take that with you, but I want it back. Do you have anything else you're worried about?"

Izaya kissed Shinra's cheek playfully, "no, there's nothing else. Thank you Shinra, that was fun! Gotta go." He slipped his phone and the camera in his pocket and headed over to a variety store to grab a box full of chocolates. Why not, when he was rich and had a hungry beast with a sweet tooth at home? He carried it back to Shizuo's apartment, and sure enough, he was home. "Shizu-chan!" He smiled at the blonde, handing the box over to him, not noticing the other presence in the room. "Let's go on a date."

Shizuo was in the middle of pouring hot water into a mug. As soon as he heard what Izaya said, he dropped the kettle of boiling water on his foot and cursed. "Fuck," he shouted.

"It wouldn't hurt as much if you didn't drop on your foot," Kasuka dully said.

"Shut up, Kasuka," he growled and he hopped to the bathroom.

Kasuka turned to face Izaya, his emotionless eyes looked at him. "Big brother, why is Izaya in your apartment?"

The raven set the box of chocolate on the counter. He didn't care that Shizuo spilled hot water on himself. It was his fault, after all (and Izaya didn't know he was that affected). He also did not care that Kasuka was a 'famous' person. Humans were humans, no matter how beautiful and rich. "Shizu-chan gets angry at you too?" He laughed and shook the actor's hand firmly. The brunette had an apathetic look on his face, one that Izaya tried to match. It failed. "Oh wow! You really don't have emotions." It was hard to imagine that this man was Shizuo's brother.

"I do not act when I do not need to," Kasuka answered. His dark chocolate eyes stared at Izaya before he turned to mop up the water and set the kettle back on the oven. "Are you sleeping with my brother?" He asked with a straight face. He picked up the box of chocolates, looking them over. "You haven't been nice to my brother. I don't like it."

Izaya nodded and watched the actor clean up Shizuo's mess. He snickered. Of course he wasn't sleeping with Shizuo. Of course...definitely not. Even the thought made him want to laugh. "But I bought Shizu-chan chocolates! See, see? You can have some too. I swear they're not poison!" Izaya flailed his arms.

After a few moments, Shizuo walked out, his foot wrapped in bandages. "I'm just taking care of him for the time being," he told his brother. "But now you ask, so what if I am sleeping with him?" He asks, half-joking. The blonde went to take a drink of milk but nearly spit it out, yet again.

"I wouldn't care; I already knew you were gay. As long as you enjoy it brother, it's fine with me."

The blonde gaped at him, not sure what to say to that. "How do you figure I'm gay?"

"You're twenty-four, never once had a girlfriend in your life, never showed interest in women, that pretty much says that you're gay, brother." The fact that Kasuka said it with a straight face impressed Shizuo the most.

So what if he is sleeping with me? Well played, Shizu-chan! Or...was Shizu-chan being serious? Did he actually not care if he slept with him? The informant held his hips, letting out a loud laugh. "He enjoys it, yeah." He winked. "Your straight face amuses me, Kasuka. It is amazing how you act, you know. Have you always been this way?" He asked Kasuka and Shizuo, in case the brunette didn't answer him. Izaya waved a hand around. "At any rate, I thought you like chocolate, Shizu-chan! Especially when it's melted all over my body and-" His sentence cut off by the ring of his cell phone. It was a text from Namie, telling him that she wanted her pay. Tch, for what? Relaxing?

"So you two are fucking," Kasuka flat out said. Shizuo made this strange noise from what he heard his brother say. He didn't even know his voice could make such a sound. Izaya fell down on the couch backwards, hearing the strange words coming from the man. He never heard his voice so high-pitched. Shizu-chan sounded like a mouse! He wiped the tears from his eyes, and sat up to stare at the actor. He was beginning to gain respect for him. "No, we're not having sex!" He yelled, defending himself. He ran to the bathroom, feeling a nose bleed coming on. Fuck, why must Izaya act like…himself and tease him like that.

The actor opens the box of chocolates, taking one he knows his brother wouldn't like. "I always act like this," he told Izaya before popping the sweet treat into his mouth. "Brother makes wonderful chocolate covered treats, you should see if he'll make some for you. When you're at it, tell him to send me some.

Izaya stood up off the couch and looked at the disgusting pieces of chocolate. "Why don't you tell him yourself?"

Shizuo finally came out of the bathroom, his nose clean from blood. "Sorry," he grumbled and went back to making tea. When that was finally done, he cut out a slice a cake for himself and Kasuka. They sat at the table to eat it together, Izaya sat with them too, just drinking his tea. He knew the flea wouldn't eat any of the cake. "So, you two aren't dating?" Kasuka asked innocently, making sure he got it straight. The bartender sighed, "yeah, he's just staying here until things go back to normal. I'm not sure why he was asking about a date." The blonde took a bite of his chocolate cake and he looked over to Izaya, seeing if he had anything to say.

"Oh, that's a shame; you could use a significant other. Izaya would be good for you, brother." The body guard set his fork down, not paying much mind to what his brother just said. "Izaya, why were you coming into my apartment…asking about that date of yours?"

Haha! So, that confirmed Izaya's thoughts. They were definitely not dating, although Shizuo said he loved him. Loved...past tense. Maybe Shizuo didn't love him, he loved who he was before he lost his memories. He wished that his memories would return, then he wouldn't be such a bother, a mooch. Having a date suddenly didn't seem like such a good idea. "Nothing, nothing! Just wanted to embarrass you. Is this usually what you have for dinner?" He stared at the cake in disgust. "You're lucky you have me for a work out!"

"Dinner?" Shizuo questioned. "No, we normally eat cake whenever Kasuka visits; it's just something we can talk over. I'll make dinner in a bit, it's still early," he explained. He turned his attention back to Kasuka when he tugged on his sleeve. Good grief, it was like two children trying to get his attention.

"Brother, take him up on the offer. It'll do you some good."

Shizuo just felt his face heat up. Crap, even his brother was telling him to go out with Izaya. Yes, he said he loved him, but he really didn't really think about really dating Izaya. Something told him that it would never work out, with the way they fought. "I don't see it turning out so well," the bartender answered. His hazel eyes watched as Kasuka placed a hand on top of his own and his eyes looked down at the floor.

"Brother, can't stay alone forever."

Shizuo pulled his hand away, "sure I can, no one loves me. Problem solved." He stood up from his chair and walked back to his bedroom.

Kasuka looked at Izaya, looking at him dully, "he's happier, I can tell. I visited last month and he wasn't like this. He enjoys your company. And if you make brother happy, then I'm alright with you being his boyfriend."

"I'm right here, you guys!" Izaya remarked, but was just ignored. Why did Kasuka insist he should date Shizu-chan? He didn't see what was so important. Kasuka told him he didn't like how he treated Shizuo, then how were they a good match? That was a complete contradiction. "Aww, brotherly love! Silly, silly. He'll never be my boyfriend." He laughed at the title. It felt so funny rolling off of his lips, he had no idea why. Perhaps it was a way of hiding his emotions. He set his mug in the sink and headed to the washroom to take a shower. The burning hot water felt comfortable on his skin. He washed his hair and and stepped out with just a towel around his feminine waist.

The blonde bartender laid on the bed, playing with the kitten. He hadn't moved since he put himself in a depressed mood. Why would Izaya bother with a beast like him? Yeah, like them dating would ever happen. He didn't even notice that Izaya came into the room, but jumped when he was asked a question. "Well, isn't it true? No one loves me, aside from my brother. I've grown used to it. You even joke about it," he answered with low self-confidence. Hell, he couldn't even work up the nerve to ask out the guy he liked for over ten years.

Izaya looked at the man absentmindedly playing with a kitten. Yes, definitely easily impressed. If something as small as a kitten calmed him down, he wasn't surprised that something equally small could piss him off. "You say that no one loves you...your kitten loves you! Ahhh, but that's not good enough, is it?" He ran his hands through his dark hair. "You're not satisfied until you actually hear the words?" He walked over to the blonde and cupped his chin. "Do you really have to hear them?"

The blonde backed up a little, not understanding why Izaya was so damn close to his face. "Hum? No? I have no idea what you mean," he answered. His hazel eyes widened at what Izaya did next. It was just a simple kiss, but it made his heart stop a beat. And he just felt his face heat up. "Hum? Why did you kiss me?" He asked dumbly, finding it hard to believe that Izaya would be willing to kiss him.

Izaya rolled his red eyes. Shizuo was smart, he knew that, but he certainly had his stupid moments. He could not tell that he actually want go on a date, nor could he tell that Izaya liked him. He leaned in to kiss him on his lips again. There wasn't much space between the two. "Why does one kiss another?" Izaya crawled on top of him and kissed him the third time. He ran his hands through the male's blonde hair.

"I…hum," Shizuo said, his voice wavering a little and his face was a nice shade of red. "But...you were…telling Kasuka you would never think of me as your boyfriend," he told him. He let out a yelp when he's pushed down onto the bed, slim fingers still running through his blonde hair. He goes to protest, but only to be silenced by a pair of lips and a tongue slipping into his mouth. His face was flushed when Izaya pulled away. "So…about that date, where do you want to go for it?"

Izaya pulled away to breathe, to give Shizuo a minute to collect himself. It didn't take long, because he already asked him a question. "Quick change of heart, eh, Shizu-chan? Am I that tempting?" He smiled and kissed his cheek, all the way down his jawline. He nipped at the man's skin and blew hot air over the hickies. "I don't know, it was a spontaneous idea." Izaya had no clue what he was doing, but it was fun to see Shizuo's reactions. "Where do you want to go?"

"Where do I want to go?" He asked dumbly. He didn't really know, he was never asked that question before. "I'm not really sure," he answered. His gaze moved to look out the window, not really minding that Izaya was sitting in his lap. "The castle," he said. "There is this Japanese castle, we can spend a few days there and come back."

Izaya leaned his head against the strong chest. He looked out the window, trying to pin-point where Shizuo was looking. "Only you would think of that as a romantic date." He smiled.

"You didn't say it had to be romantic," the blonde snapped. "It takes a couple hours to get to the castle by train and Kasuka told me you can do a lot of things while there. We can even stay in one of the castle rooms for the night. It'll be a nice get-away trip for the day," he told him. He looked down at the man lying on his chest, blushing at seeing he STILL wore just a towel. "Hum…Izaya…can you go get dressed, please?"

"But this is dressed, Shizu-chan! It's not as though I am naked, right? Unless you want me to wear something more...provocative." The raven winked.

"Got get dressed!" He snapped as he threw the man off of him, going to the living room. When he came out, Kasuka held up a movie. "Can we watch this together?" He asked in that same dull tone. The blonde smiled, "sure, I'll go heat up something for us to eat." He heated up the leftovers and when that was done, he saw Izaya there in a red kimono. At least he was covered... Shizuo set the plates on the living room table for them to eat before playing the movie. By the time the movie ended, Kasuka was resting his head against his brother's shoulder, sleeping. And his hazel eyes looked over to see if Izaya was awake or not.

Every night they watched a movie. Shizuo's collection was endless, wasn't it? He reluctantly watched it, only to help him sleep. Izaya spent minutes on the recliner trying to sleep, then an hour, and then the movie finished. Even Kasuka fell asleep to the damn movie. He spotted Shizuo's liquid gold eyes watching him. "Yes?"

"Was seeing if you feel asleep or not," he answered. The blonde bodyguard stood up, lifting his brother in his arms before going back to the bedroom to lie him down on the bed. He came back to the living room, waiting there with Izaya. "I'll stay up until you fall asleep, I guess." He laid himself on the couch, gazing at Izaya, just watching him as he sat there. He thought about something, "how about I play a game with you?" He offered. "Better than just sitting around and staring at each other."

Izaya leaned back on the chair as Shizuo grabbed the board game. He ran a hand through his hair and gripped at it. His blood-coloured eyes wavered over to the board game, which was not boring at all! He loved trivia games...any game that tested his knowledge. "Alright!" He knelt down by the table. "So how do we play?"

Shizuo looked at the directions and told Izaya how to play. They played a game, and of course, Shizuo lost. His eyes looked at the time. "Izaya, we should be going to bed. I have a futon in the closet, you can use that. I'll take the bed with my brother," he told him as he stood up, going to make the bed for Izaya in his bedroom. He looked down at the dark-haired man before he sat down by him. "Something seems to be bothering you," he commented. "Care to talk about it or you just going to keep it to yourself?"

"Care to play again, Shizu-chan?" Izaya tried to change the subject, but Shizuo didn't answer him. He stared into hazel eyes. Why Shizu-chan? Why are you so good at this?"Just leave it alone. I doubt it will matter anyways. Sweet dreams!" He laid down on the futon.

Shizuo's eye twitched. Really? He's trying to be nice to the flea and he just gave him the cold shoulder. He was sort of hoping that Izaya was going to tell him, maybe he'd be able to help. He stepped over the flea to make it to his bed. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to set the futon on his bedroom floor, but he felt it was safer when Izaya was in the same room. He laid down to sleep..but that didn't last long when he heard whimpering.

Izaya curled himself up in the futon. He was warm, but he missed Shizuo's body safety wrapped around his own. He felt weak, alone, scared. He was sure that those feelings were nothing like the old Izaya. His old self was used to people popping up out of nowhere, who threatened to end his life. That was why he carried around switchblades all the time. He was quick on his feet, dodged bullets, knives, and vending machines. He was terrified to close his eyes. Izaya tossed and turned, fell in and out of sleep.

The blonde's gold eyes cracked open to find where it was coming from. He looked down at the shivering Izaya. The blonde walked over to the futon before he laid behind the smaller man, draping an arm around his slim waist. Shizuo smiled when he felt Izaya's body calm down just by the simple touch. The bartender gave a simple kiss to his neck before falling asleep again, holding Izaya's smaller body close to his chest.