Next chapter is here. The last one was a bit of a filler to move the plot along, I wanted to drag Shizuo into depression. This chapter is an M rated one, just saying. I hope to finish this story up on Friday, so expect the last chapter on that day. And once again, thank you all for a 100 reviews.

On with the story.

The wedding was due in 4 days. It was too late to change anything. Shizuo's fate was finally set and it wasn't a happy one. He thought, that being one of the richest man of the world, would give him the ability to do what he wanted, have what he wanted. He wasn't selfish for money, he was kind to everybody, never wanting to hurt them, never showing his strength.

But, now, he couldn't even care less. He was no longer human. He was just an empty shell, a broken doll, which was only kept, for it was so pretty to throw away. His once warm, caramel eye's were dull and lifeless, almost as if he was blind.

In a sense, he really was. He only saw darkness, his light taken away from him a long time ago. There was nothing left for him to fight for, when Izaya said to his face, that he didn't want to see him again, due to his one mistake in life. Never had he ever been more ashamed to be a male.

He looked like a homeless man, that had wandered into the large mansion, but nobody chose to throw him out. He wore dirty clothes, he reaked of alcohol, and he drifted around like a zombie. Vorona avoided his sight as best as she could, but Mr. Heiwajima was getting more upset each day, seeing the pathetic person he called his son.

Today was the last straw.

As he was eating together with his future daughter-in-law, Shizuo seemed to be out of this world, and as he picked up his spoon full of soup, he didn't even notice, that only about 3% made into his mouth. He looked like a toddler, who was sitting in it's high-chair, spilling his food.

And it seemed his father was finally done with him.

He stood up, slamming his silverware on the table with a huge bang, making Kanra and Vorona visibly jump in their place. He was fuming in anger, almost as if steam would come out of his ears. Shizuo just raised his head up a bit to look him in the eyes.

''I've had enough! You don't look like yourself, and I don't want to see this circus at the wedding. I need to get rid of your little obsession in person!''

Even if Shizuo's brain had switched off everything else, he still had two alarms ringing in his head. And they were 'Izaya' and 'In danger'. That certainly was not a good mix.

As if by a miracle, his life was back in his body, making him turn on his rage switch.

''You will NOT put even a finger on Izaya, or I swear there won't be a wedding. At least, not one you would live to see.''

There was a silence so thick, you could almost cut it with a knife, and it would get stuck. His father seemed to compose himself, keeping his head straight, as he turned his back on his sad excuse of a son, before he spoke again.

''If I let you meet him one last time again, you will go through this wedding, without this circus act you're pulling right now.''

Shizuo almost lit up, when the heavy wooden door closed behind his fathers back. He only understood one thing. He will get to see Izaya again. At least one more time.

Kanra was finally happy to see, that her master was smiling, dragging him with her. She had to fix the man up!

''Come now, Heiwajima-san. You need to look presentable for your meeting. So let's get washed up, brush your teeth and brush your hair.''

Without a protest, he let himself be dragged and groomed all over the mansion, and he could not get his eyes off of the front door, hopping that they would open and in came the man he wished to see more in his life of all.

It would be an understatement, to say Izaya was surprised to find Mr. Heiwajima at his apartment doorstep, asking him to follow him down to his limousine, to bring him to his mansion to see Shizuo again. He was iffy about the situation, but the man confirmed he had given the blessing for this meeting himself. It would be for one night only, and in the next morning, he would leave and never show his face again.

The whole car ride was awkward as hell, Izaya looking anywhere but the man he was sitting opposite of, when the man himself was watching him as a hawk.

Finally, they reached the mansion, when he let Izaya out, himself staying in the car.

''I will be out of town today for buissness together with my sons fiancee, so you will have enough time to say your good-bye's. I really hope this is the last time I will be seeing you. Farewell, Orihara-san.''

There was a scene almost out of a romance movie, as Shizuo finally saw Izaya again. He rushed forward, and Izaya did the same, he caught him in the air, spinning and twirling him in the air, holding him as close as he could to his body, while pressing a hard kiss on his lips.

Vorona was just heading for the door, when she saw the scene play out in front of her. She felt happy for the couple, but felt horrible for being the cause of tearing them apart, so she left as quietly as possible, to give them some privacy.

After their reunion, they headed up to Shizuo's bedroom, talking about the blonds breakdown.

''What have they done with you, my sweet Shizu-chan..I wish I could stay with you, but there is just no way. You are about to get married in 4 days, and I am getting in the middle of that. I really am happy you are back to normal, but you need to understand, that I can't be yours anymore. I..I shouldn't have come..''

As Izaya made to leave, Shizuo grabbed his hand and pulled him to his chest. Weirdly enough, it was enough to make Izaya blush, for some reason.

''At least grant me one last kiss. Please?''

Izaya did grant him a long, passionate kiss, but he found himself being gently laid on the bed on his back, his arms wrapped around the blonds neck, his throat being attacked by warm lips, and two hot hands running over his body, making their way to pull off his dark shirt.

And weirdly enough again, Izaya didn't want him to stop.

They were reduced into a naked pail of bodies, slick with sweat and tears as they moved oh so slowly, to savor the last touches they would receive from one another. They were gentle with each-other, like they were the two most precious gems in the world.

As Shizuo moved gently inside his soulmate, he felt complete. He had everything he had ever wanted, and he held it in his arms, making him release sweet sounds from his mouth, mainly his name whispered in ecstasy. And he wished they could be together in this moment forever.

As they finished together with a loud cry of pleasure and another new crack in the thick headboard, they knew they were living in their own little world. They would need to leave it the next morning, but they knew it would wait for them.

It would wait for the day, when they would finally find their happiness together.

And their little world would be waiting.

As long as they loved each-other.

Waiting...

Okay, his dad, I admit, is kinda OOC, but in the same time he is not. I just wanted to squeeze out another meeting for them, a happy one this time.

So, see you tomorrow,

PrincessEvaOfTheZone