Hey, I'm back again~

I'm finally free from university! I decided to update this story weekly now until -well I actually (finally!) finish it OR- university starts again, which would be around the 3rd April ^^

Enough of me! The real supernatural stuff is finally taking place! I hope you enjoy :D

"The fuck?" Shizuo groaned.

He was lying on the floor rubbing his back with one hand while the other one was holding his head. Just seconds ago he had been deep asleep.

Then suddenly something had hit him so hard that it had kicked him out of bed.

He hadn't really felt the kick though. What had woken him up, was his head banging against the wooden bedside table. Even now he couldn't say that he was fully awake. His head hurt like shit and his eyesight was so blurry, that he couldn't say if it came from his still sleepy state or the hit to his head.

Suddenly he heard a grumbling coming from the other side of the bed. When it turned into a whine, the blonde stood up still shakily on his legs and looked over to the other side. He saw Izaya. His back to be precise, and suddenly everything came back to Shizuo. What they had done the night before- the pictures just flashed back into his mind and he couldn't help turning bright red.

Suddenly the raven turned around, his sleeping face now facing the blonde.

Shizuo frowned. Izaya's eyes were tightly pressed, almost as if he was in pain. Suddenly a whimper left the raven's lips, before his body almost violently turned back to the other side.

Shizuo watched for a moment the raven's back, listening to his shallow breathing before it became more unsteady and heavy, almost turning into sobs.

The blonde slowly walked around the bed approaching the raven with caution.

"Izaya?" he spoke softly, but it didn't show any effect. At least not a calming one. The raven started turning violently from one side to the other. Sweat was forming on his head, starting to run down his face.

Shizuo was absolutely sure by now, that the raven had a nightmare. He couldn't really blame him after everything that had happened. The blonde was on the verge to wake the raven, but he hesitated knowing that Izaya probably needed the sleep. Still, watching his beloved being in pain, took him only a second to decide that such a kind of sleep wouldn't help him heal at all.

He pressed both of his hands softly against the smaller man's shoulders, trying to wake him up by shaking his upper body.

Concentrating on the raven's eyes, he was caught off-guard when a balled hand crashed with his jaw. It made the blonde tumble back for a moment, but he didn't lose balance nonetheless.

It wasn't like a punch from Izaya could actually inflict any physical damage on him – god, he had been hit by a truck before without almost no scratch at all – but it hurt nonetheless.

Knowing that Izaya hadn't done it on purpose, Shizuo stood surprisingly calm. At least he was absolutely awake now. Not exactly the morning he had expected, but he hoped that he and the raven could change that once Izaya was awake.

Again he pressed on the raven, this time cautious to block the raven's arms with his elbows, while he pulled Izaya up and down with a little more strength this time.

"Izaya! Wake up already!"

It didn't seem like his effort had any effect. Instead the raven started punching and kicking into his direction trying to push the blonde off. By all means Shizuo got pissed. It was hard to wake sleeping beauty up when he needed both arms to block his arms and his legs.

Getting hold of the raven's hands for a moment, the blonde pulled them together and used his free hand to climb on top of the raven's still struggling body.

Holding down Izaya with his body weight now, he hoped that the raven would finally calm down, but instead he seemed to take all his strength into his upper body, trying to pull his hands free.

"God damn it! Izaya! Wake the fuck up already!" The blonde screamed. It seemed to only make the man under him being more in panic. He started throwing his body from side to side, while his wrists were still hold by Shizuo. The blonde wondered how Izaya was able to bend his upper body so much to the side, when his lower body was still pinned to the bed by the stronger man's weight. He almost feared the raven could actually break his spiral column if he continued doing this.

In one last attempt the blonde grabbed the raven by the shirt with his free hand holding him in place.

"IZAYA! WAKE UP!" he shouted lifting the raven's body up, almost enough to let their chests touch before he slammed him back on the bed. He took care to not use enough strength to hurt the raven seriously, but still enough to let the mattress make a jump under them.

The body under him stopped fighting. The arms, the blonde was still holding, went numb, and Shizuo let go of them.

Izaya's eyes were still closed, though his body wasn't moving anymore. Apparently the nightmare was over. Or Shizuo had used too much strength. The thought scared him shitless! Maybe he actually broke something without noticing it?! He thought, he had been able to control his strength lately, but what if he had been wrong? What if-?

Shizuo stretched his hand out, slightly touching the raven's cheek.

"Izaya?" he whispered worriedly.

And then the eyes in that calm face opened abruptly – and made Shizuo's breath hitch.

Red irises with vertical slit pupils were staring towards him.

The blonde opened his mouth to a response, but was stopped by a sheer inhuman force. Suddenly the raven's hands shot forward, grabbing him and throwing him into the opposite wall.

Shizuo crushed hard enough against it to leave a hole in the concrete. His body arched and he slid to the floor fighting the nausea that was trying to take over him.

What had just happened? Did Izaya just-? Was that even possible?

The blonde opened his eyes in pain. His vision was still blurry but he was able to see the raven sitting straight in the bed watching him with nonchalant eyes.

"Izaya?" the blonde whispered.

But looking at the man in front of him, he didn't know if that was even the true word.

Right now, was that really Izaya? Then were did this inhuman strength come from? The Izaya Shizuo knew would have never been able to throw him through the room. And he did it as if it was nothing! As if Shizuo was a spoon! If Shizuo did this with a person it would have been a normal sight, but Izaya-?!

Shizuo gulped. Standing up he approached the raven with shaking legs.

"Izaya? Can you hear me?"

It was frightening. There wasn't another word for Shizuo to describe it.

These eyes – definitely not Izaya's eyes! - were following every step he took, every motion that they could catch. He had the feeling when he breathed these eyes were pointing towards his chest, and whenever a motion ran through his body, maybe just the twitch of a muscle, they were catching it just as swiftly.

Like an animal watching his prey. Shizuo shuddered.

"Hey, calm down okay?" He asked now standing right next to the raven. The red eyes were piercing right through his own.

Shizuo tried to capture Izaya's face with his hands – just slowly approaching – but right before he would be able to touch the soft skin, the raven's mouth opened for a horrendous scream.

It was loud and high, letting every glas in the room vibrate, closely to breaking. Shizuo's hands shot back covering his ears and trying to reduce the head ache that was immediately spreading through his brain.

In that little moment of letting his defenses down, he was being pushed back into the wall. This time his head went forth and Shizuo could swear blood was leaking somewhere, slowly running down his forehead. However, he didn't have the time to recover from the shock when suddenly a really angry flea was all over him pushing him down into the bottom.

"What the fuck? Flea?!" he shouted before strong hands reached forward grabbing around his neck and pressing onto it. The blonde had to tense all of his muscles to not let it snap immediately. The force was intense! It wasn't normal! Even Shizuo had his time to work against it. His hands grabbed the small wrists that were still holding his neck and tried to pull them away.

"I...za...ya..." he managed to bring out but there was no sign in the red eyes, that they even understood what he was saying.

Shizuo had to act fast. He didn't want to hurt Izaya's body, but he couldn't stay in this position. He was at a disadvantage here. God, there was even a chance that the guy was going to choke him to death if he didn't do anything.

The blonde managed to get his leg free under the rather light weight on him and kicked the raven hard enough to send him flying through the room. The small man landed in the opposite wall falling back onto the bed.

Shizuo immediately regretted his action, when Izaya wasn't moving for a second. He stood up, mumbling the other's name while approaching. And then the raven was back up, red eyes staring at him with fierce hatred and though Shizuo didn't know what was going on – he knew he had to snap the raven out of it.

Hell, this wasn't Izaya anymore- not in the slightest way. The raven had never looked at him like that, not even when they still had been enemies, and he surely would never after last night.

"Shizuo Heiwajima"

The blonde froze, his eyes wide. Izaya -no, that thing- had just said his name. But not with Izaya's voice. This voice was low, very low, overlapping itself on different levels. Shizuo couldn't really define it, but it sounded like one person was speaking with more than one voice at a time. It was frightening and goose bumps were showing on his skin.

Was this actually … was this actually a demon?

For the first time in his life he had this thought. Even with Celty, who could use rather demonic powers, he had never had this thought.

And suddenly a high-pitched laughter left the thing's mouth sending thrills down Shizuo's spine.

"What's the problem, Heiwajima? Don't you like this body anymore?" It said mentioning towards his chest, slowly sliding down his hand and stopping at his crotch.

"You're not Izaya..." The blonde whispered still in shock.

"Ahahahaha!" The demonic thing put his hands to the front, now on all four slowly crawling towards the end of the bed. "It's still his sexy body though~"

And then something in Shizuo snapped. He didn't know what it was. Maybe the proof, that it was actually Izaya in front of him? Maybe the thought, that if this was his body, Izaya's mind had to be in it somewhere? It didn't matter.

The blonde dashed forward, ready to fight whatever had taken control of his lover's body. And a fight was what he got.

The first arm that came flying was caught by his hand. The second one however managed to cling into his bare chest leaving a row of bloody scratches. When he tried to get a hold of it, the smaller body twisted in a way, that it took a 360 degree turn.

Something cracked.

Shizuo didn't know if it was Izaya's arm or his shoulder.

The free hand was now directed to his other side, punching him this time. All air flew out of the blonde's lungs. He even thought that maybe one or two rips broke. An evil grin spread on Izaya's face when he saw the painful expression the blonde was able to show. Shizuo cursed under his breath for being so stupid. He was still not used to being against someone that could actually match him in strength. And he also wasn't used to be against someone who wasn't plainly up defeating him in a fair match, but someone who actually wanted to see him in pain. This thing didn't want him just unconscious or dead, before it wanted to hear him scream in pain and beg for his life. Shizuo didn't have to be a genius to notice it. Every idiot could see it when the thing's expression changed into pure and evil delight, whenever it saw him showing the pain- and the eyes were the worst by far. The blonde had never felt like that before- like a prey that was on the edge of being killed and eaten up.

He caught the other hand this time. He wouldn't let this monster have him this easily. Shizuo too, was a monster after all.

"Izaya! Snap out of it!" he screamed but it only seemed to pleasure the demon more. His obvious helplessness. The despair, when it slowly dawned him, that he might not be able to save his lover.

"Think of your sisters! How are you going to save them, when you're like this?" the blonde shouted from his lungs. He used all his strength to press the kept body back onto the mattress. It was still fighting, trying to kick him away, but Shizuo once again crawled onto it and pressed his weight on the smaller frame. This time he was using enough strength that the demon wouldn't be able to kick him.

"Nonsense, Heiwajima! These pretty little sluts are already getting fucked! Just like you did with this body last night!"

Though the demon kept laughing all the time, he was still furiously trying to get free. Shizuo needed everything to keep the body down and prevent it from hurting either him nor Izaya's body.

"No! Izaya, that's not you, who's saying this! You know, they need you! Only you can save them!"

"You filthy, pathetic thing! Just like them! Just like them! You will all get devoured by me! WHAHAHAHAHA! EVERYONE OF YOU! YOU AND YOUR PATHETIC SOULS!"

Shizuo's eyes widened. Just in time he managed to pull his head back, when the demon tried to bite his neck. Was this what the guy meant by devouring him?

The blonde just had the feeling that the guy's unpredictability made his brain not function properly. Somehow Shizuo absolutely didn't know what to do.

Then there was this sudden flicker in the demon's eyes, the slowly upcoming ends of his mouth – and Shizuo knew that guy was planning something, that something was about to happen, he just couldn't grab this something.

Then everything happened really fast. The demon bit tightly into the flesh of his arm, that had been way too close to Izaya's head. The teeth went right through the skin, blood started to paint the white mattress red. Shizuo screamed in utter pain when he tried to get his arm free from the bite, the teeth sinking deeper into the flesh while doing to.

"Fight it, flea! God damn it!" he screamed trying to just adjust to the pain. If he tried to pull his arm back, he would just rip off a piece of his flesh. Instead he could as well stay like this.
"God's not here, Shizu-chan~ He's never been even close!" The demon giggled letting go of his arm.

Shizuo could see the print of every single tooth on his arm. That would be a nice little scar for the next month.

The blonde used the new freedom to bring his hands to the demon's neck and pressed onto it. His lower arms and elbows were pressed into the demon's upper arms and made him mostly unable to move.

"So you finally decided to kill him?" came the laughed reply. Of course, the demon was talking about Izaya.

Shizuo didn't want to do this. He just figured that that piece of shit wouldn't leave Izaya's body and well- as long as it was in Izaya, he couldn't just beat it to a bloody pulp. Instead he decided on trying to use a different technique. Maybe cutting the raven off air, the loss of oxygen to his brain, would somehow bring Izaya back to the surface. Hell, Shizuo wasn't an exorcist nor a doctor. He didn't know if this was a good idea! But it was the only thing he could come up with at the moment.

"Fight him, Izaya." he said steadily.

Apparently the demon figured out what the blonde was trying to accomplish. He went silent for a moment, his smile vanished. Then all of a sudden he started fighting again with all his strength, trying to break free of the deadly grip.

But Shizuo didn't care. The demon could scratch him, dig his nails into the flesh of his sides or bite into every part of his skin. He would safe Izaya. He would!

"Get off! You ugly piece of trash! Get off me now!" The demon started insulting him. His hands came partly free leaving bloody scratched all over the blonde's body.

But Shizuo stayed calm.

"Come back to me, Izaya."

The skin on Izaya's face started turning red. The evil eyes were popping out of it, glassy but still demonic red. The demon's voice finally died down, his mouth only opened to desperately trying to bring some air to his dying lungs.

He was close. Shizuo knew, he could kill his lover right now. Or he would kill the demon. In this moment.

It had to work.

"KICK HIM OUT IZAYA!"

He pressed his lips on Izaya's. The blonde closed his eyes. Doing this, he didn't want to look into the demon's eyes. He wanted to see Izaya's. So badly.

He treasured the action for a moment, wishing that it would work.

His eyes still closed, he pulled his head back.

Shizuo was afraid, what he would see, if he opened them again.

His lover's eyes or a dead body. It were quite the extremes.

He took a deep breath and opened them, just to stare in shock.

First thing he saw was that Izaya's eyes had turned back to a rather brownish color. And Shizuo knew that these were Izaya's, that the demon was finally gone, and a wave of relief washed over him. Then the next second, he noticed that he was still pressing down on the raven's neck. That Izaya's face was still red. That he still wasn't getting any air.

And Shizuo pulled his hands back so rapidly that he tumbled backwards with his upper body.

As soon as he did, Izaya breathed in heavily. He coughed several times and his hands, that were free now, came up to touch the place at his neck, where Shizuo's hands had been just seconds ago.

The blonde just stared at him in shock. His brain couldn't quite figure out, if he was happy or still in fighting mode or just scared to his bones.

"Sh..i...zu...o" The raven started whispering with a hoarse voice.

"Huh?"

A shaking hand found it's way into the air. Shizuo followed it's motion with curious eyes.

Izaya pointed to the side, and just slowly the blonde followed the line to see, that he was pointing to a glass of water on the bedside table.

"Oh sure..." the blonde mumbled, finally standing up from the raven's body. He grabbed the glass and sat next to him. Slowly he connected it to Izaya's lips cautious not to hurt him anymore.

Izaya definitely had problems drinking, a least he had quite the painful expression on his face while doing so.

The blonde's other hand found his way into Izaya's hair, stroking it softly. He felt bad, when he saw the way the skin on the raven's neck already turned bluish.

It took a while, until he finished the glass and even longer until his face got a slightly normal color back.

"I'm sorry..." he said after a while his head placed on Shizuo's shoulder.

They were still trying to calm down. Both knew that they should see a doctor soon, but right now they just wanted to stay like this together. Calm. Safe. Hearing the other's soft breathing in the silent room.

"Don't be. It wasn't you."

"Still..."

"Shh..." Shizuo hushed, his hand stroking through some loosen strands on the raven's forehead.

"Everything's fine now. We are going to be okay."

His eyes fell on the big bruise on Izaya's neck, the clear prints of his hands that were going to be seen soon. They wandered over the mattress, that was stained in blood, literally no place could be seen where no drop of blood had fallen onto. And then to his arm, that was still bleeding and that would have to be stitched up soon, next to the horrendous amount of bloody scratches all over his body.

For the first time in his life Shizuo didn't trust his own words.

I felt quite insecure about this chapter. Since I'm not really in the fandom anymore, I can't say wether this story is good or something I would like to read. I'm still going to finish it for my Readers though ;) Reviews are appreciated.