"I am Divined Melody."

Crickets. Or at least that was the first word that popped up in Shizuo's mind. Raising an eyebrow he looked the the shorter male's serious expression. Yeah, Shinra was right. This guy definitely had some kind of mental disorder going in that sadistic brain of his. Apparently Izaya actually consulted the underground doctor a few months ago, and only did the doctor recently confirmed it that it was indeed a rare disorder.

"..."

The blonde effortlessly picked up the informant once again and then dropped him on a bed as if he weighed nothing. A small surprised yelp was heard as the raven haired male glared up at the man that threw him.

"Shinra said to keep you here for a couple of days when you were passed out. Your seriously out of your mind to the point your declaring your Divined Melody."

Izaya stayed silent but stood up with a grin on his face before talking again.

"Sorry Shizu-chan but you really think your going to let me stay coped up in here? Nooo waaaaayyyy, my lovely humans are waiting for me you know~"

Shizuo's hands only pushed him and Izaya was back on the bed. The informant was silently cursing the other for his brute strength. Although its usually entertaining, at the moment it wasn't something that he could take advantage of. And for some weird reason, he knew he was getting weaker. He could feel it. Glaring at the male in the bartender suit he only asked one question.

"What did Shinra drug me with."

Shrugging the blonde hair male lit up a cigarette and blew some smoke out. Izaya's nose instinctively scrunched up as he hated the smell with passion. Brushing some of his bangs aside, the male on the bed gave up and just sat there staring outside. Whatever his old high school classmate drugged him, it was certainly working.

"Neh Shizu-chan, did you know? Human life only last so long. Its so interesting watching what they will do~" The raven head male smirked but a hidden meaning was there behind his facade.

"Huh?"

"I suppose your a protozoan after all. You have no idea what I'm talking about at all do you? Well, thats alright."

"Whatever flea."

Shoving his hands in his pockets he walked out leaving the place and informant with his thoughts. Honestly, he had no idea what those words meant at all. Sighing Shizuo walked into the streets and found himself right in front of Izaya's apartment once again. A little part of him believed that Izaya wasn't lying. Walking in, he picked up the paper from the ground that he found before.

Visible eraser and pencil marks were all over the paper which made him think that maybe, just maybe he could trust that 1% that his most hated enemy indeed was telling the truth. Turning his head, he looked over at the piano. His hands reached for his phone as he listened to Divined Melody's song. All of them included a piano. And only a piano. Could it be...?

But closing his eyes he just couldn't believe the singer of the song could be Izaya. They sounded nothing alike yet so... similiar..? He rubbed the back of his neck about to just leave his own theories alone until he spotted something. A recorder and microphone. Shizuo slowly and carefully walked over and picked up the recorder playing it. His eyes gradually widened.

"Ah maybe I should tell Shiki-san I'll have the informa- oh its recording.

*piano playing and singing*

Looks like I would have to cut some parts later..."

He recognized the song. It was one of the very first songs that Divined Melody made that made the world recognize him for his splendid talent. The voice.. it belonged to Divined Melody alright. The only thing left to do was to let the news sink into him. He gazed down at the recorder and noticed another button. Playing it backwards.

The moment he pressed it, he wasn't sure if he regretted it or not. It was fine at first but then everything just went downhill. What he heard wasn't the peaceful singing he knew, but screams and screeches. Even the piano playing sounded like sobs and cries. The noises that he heard continued to shock him. In the gist of the horrible sounds he caught a few words.

"Save... me... from... myself..

Before... I... end... it..."

When the recording stopped, Shizuo was at the loss for words. Now that he heard this one thing was certain. The informant wasn't lying. However, with this new information he obtained, how should he deal with it? A single idea formed in his mind.

To Izaya-kun~

In all honesty he was getting bored. Now that he couldn't move at all, he only laid there waiting for Shinra to come back. His red-brown orbs danced around the room and finally ended up looking at the ceiling wondering if there was anything he can do to cure his boredom. Click Finally, Shinra was back.

"Eh?"

No, the noise was not the door but in fact his own imagination of hearing a door. He watched a young child walk in once again and sat down on a nearby chair. He was giggling and smiling, something Izaya was so afraid of.

"Izaya-san, nice to see you again~ Its sad how you don't accept me yet."

He remembered. He remembered how he so desperately wanted to get the voice out of his head. He remembered how many days he suffered trying to control his own actions. He remembers it all. Maybe... Just maybe...

"Would it be painful if I just embraced you?"

"Hm?~ Hehe thats up to you. I'm not a friend or enemy though!"

"I see..."

Izaya smiled lightly. Why not give it a try? If he couldn't fight it, why not just get along with it? It was a lot less stressful that way. It might even lessen his headaches that he have been having the past few weeks.

"Lets chat a little, shall we?"

And chat they did. The time that Shinra was back he immediately ran up to the raven headed male shouting at him. But he couldn't hear him at all. Izaya was looking forward, talking happily to no one as his nails dug into his own skin without feeling any pain at all. It took almost half an hour to get him to stop. But it wasn't Shinra that made him stop. It was the TV.

A world wide news was broadcasted as Izaya turned his head quickly to the television after hearing his name Divined Melody. Even Shinra turned his head curious what this was about.

"This is not Divined Melody. I repeat, this is not Divined Melody. I am just using his name so I can ask a favor for all of you. Please play his songs backwards observe it carefully... He needs help."

The informants hands started to shake and he finally noticed the doctor and his new wounds. Looking at the TV and Shinra, he had a mixed expression.

"What I want to say is, um, don't give up."

The two male in the room was silent as Izaya had a lone question in his mind. Who was talking?

Ehm, Its still kind of short I guess... But anyways hope you like it? Hehehe, I don't really have the time to proofread and stuff so I hope you guys can point out my mistakes. Oh and thanks for all your current reviews! It keeps me motivated