The week indeed flew by.

For Izaya he spent his time in a strip bar and spending time on the beach. No he wasn't on vacation, he indeed was working. He was working hard. He was pretending to work in the strip club as the master of the Meldiore liked this joint and returned to his bar every single night.

Izaya needed to get some information on him before any negations, 'black mail' was created. He was hired as a pole dancer due to his Japanese looks and that he was very slender and tall. He would get the information from the workers here and would be able to over hear what was being said for himself. First hand information was the best and information that was passed along like a Chinese whisper was more than likely useless or very twisted from the truth. As a top notch informant the information first had was the most valued. Though sometimes the ones that get passed onto him, a rumour can have some value. Though it would be very small.

Izaya learnt how to dance on poll and would film most of his day for Rei and the twins as they were very jealous he was in L.A. He had spent some time with the workers, Sasha and Chloe who were around his age and kept him great company. He did tell them that he indeed have a girl back home and this was apart of his experience for college. The two girls were very kind to him and were very useful to him, their information was free and that they didn't know that he would be using this information for s benefit. Izaya was confused by the weather. It was nearing New Year and he was always roasting, like he was in his own personal sauna.

When he had to meet the Mafia boss a large fight took place and Izaya had gotten slightly injured, fearing for his life, he pulled the trigger at point blank at the back of a lackeys head. It was terrifying and he gave his gun to the team members, they were Shiki's dogs who he occasionaly worked with while they dealt with the rest including the death of the mafia boss as he to lay in pool of crimson. His own blood.

As for Shizuo his week wasn't as thrilling as Izaya's. He worked, hung out with Rei at dinner time as Hiroshi was way on a trip for a while and would then go to bed. And repeat. He did think about his boyfriend in america, almost anytime he had spear thoughts between, the bastards that piss him of for either running away or the crocodile tears that falsely leaked down their cheek, as they choke out sobs for the dogs hip replacement, the grans housing fees, the children's clothing, though they stand before him clad in designer.

At night he thought of Izaya and what he was up to. He knew nothing really of his job, except he gathered information and dispersed it. He wasn't aware of the killing that he has to do, though Izaya has ever pointed a gun to someone's head and pull the trigger. That was very much frightfully new to him. He had lead some people to death by giving them obstacles to complete for his own amusement. Giving them choices to make; they tended to take the easier option which indeed lead them to kill themselves.

He never once held a gun to their head, or tell them to jump nor did he push them. He just made their life's more interesting for his own enjoyment and they would lead THEMSELVES to death.

Shizuo lay in his bed, 1st January 2015, 9 in the morning. Izaya was late. Extremely late. He got up and ready for his day, putting on the usual bartender outfit that his emotionless, famous actor of a brother gave him. He couldn't lie in bed forever, he had to work. Even if it was a new year. He had debt to pay back. He had to make a living for himself. He, unlike some people in society couldn't sit by the tv all day playing video games while everyone else payed for them to lance around.

Izaya was on the plane on the flight home. He was coming into land soon and was recording out the window as roads become more visible, windows become distinct. People looking more like cockroaches than insects. The flight had been delayed by several hours due to delays in Tokoyo's Airport

It had been snowing the day before and the snow had frozen making the runaway utterly useless. Izaya was seated beside a young boy and his mother. He had the hour to sit at the window seat. The boy beside him had kept him great company for the long trip as he had been talking with him the whole way. He was Japanese so it made life easier for Izaya. Though he was fluent it was still a nightmare to talk in english. Japanese was jusy comfortable.

They had spoke about their time their in L.A, well the boy mostly talked and talked. He spoke about almost everything he did, then he moved onto his life. It was a long trip so Izaya had recovered a lot about Luca Kurunagi, aged 10, goes to Raria Middle School.

Izaya had his phone to the window recording Tokyo above as they neared the airport. The airport was funny looking as the runways were next to each other but perpendicular to one another. Izaya was filming out the window when his heart sudden stopped.

A plane from the mist was coming straight for them, the nose in line with Izaya. He took his seat belt off still recording and helped the boy out of his own seat. He he even reached for the mother but the sudden large whirling sound deafened the plane, forcing Izaya to retreat his actions. Izaya grabbed the boy and brought him underneath him and curled up. Protecting his head with his arms.

"DUCK EVERYONE!" He screamed. Izaya's warning went upon death ears as the whirring got louder and a large ear shattering crash deafened everyone as the whole cabin shook violently due to the collision. In a second Izaya saw a large blinding light and shut his eyes holding the boy underneath him as tight as he could.

The plane's wheels had knocked him forward along with his phone. Izaya was forced to the other side of the wall on top of corpse as the plane plummeted to the ground. Both planes, one landing on the other. Izaya looked to the boy who he had protected. He was staring at him with ruby eyes. The world around Izaya got darker as the cabin itself got brighter with the blaze.

Shizuo was irritated that his day did not involve Izaya. He had heard a large crash but thought nothing off it. Those sounds were quiet regular in Ikebokuro these days. With him destroying the city it went amiss though Shizuo was rather calm...despite missing Izaya.

Tom stopped and turned to Shizuo, "Their was a plane collusion at the airport. Everything is solid and can't rescue anyone. They have asked for you," Shizuo wasn't thinking much about who could have been on that plane. Seriously. It could have been two planes not Izaya's.

The male did quickly hail a taxi quickly and the driver knew exactly where Shizuo was going in such a rush, "Poor airline. My son and wife are coming back from Los Angeles. Had to visit the gran," Hearing the words 'Los Angeles' Shizuo began to panic. It was Izaya's. He was in the crash.

"My...friend is coming back from L.A. C-C-Can you step on it," Shizuo begged as hid panic began to effect his speech. The driver went above the speed limit for the sake of both of them. Everyone wanted their family rescued the collusion. It was new years a time ti be wi family, not mourn over their death. The taxi soon came to a halt. Cars were stopped as everyone was trying to help wit the airport as their were going to be many casualties.

"No payment. Just go save everyone!" The cab driver urged. Shizuo made it out and ran down the roads, he could see the flames in front of him. The first plane was the L.A plane, that was closest. Ambulances were outside the plane awaiting the injured. Shizuo ran up the plane and jumped onto the large cylindrical engine before making his way inside. He found the door and where the slide was.

"I'm gonna have to send them down the slide," he yelled down to the paramedics below. He worked his way from the front grabbing two ladies from the debris and sending them down the slide. Once a person was out of the aircraft, they were shipped onto the ambulance and was rushed to the hospital. Soon bodies were piling as there wasn't enough ambulances and the smell was revolting, due to the burning fuel, perspiration from being stuck in air tight cabin and the smell of bodies rotting.

Shizuo picked up large scraps of metal and then a chair only to revel a male who looked the most mangled, between everyone else he had picked up. His arm was broken and was twisted backwards behind a chair. His leg in the same idea, twisted round and was under someone. His body lightly roasted, with chorale painted over him. Most of the skin from his back was off leaving him bleeding and in pain.

Shizuo gasped when he watched as the mangled male pick up his sore neck only to revel his boyfriend, "There's a kid," Izaya moved his broken arm and pointed opposite him where a child lay unconscious. Shizuo scopped the child into his arms and gently pushed him down the slide. He picked up Izaya who had fallen unconscious, he picked him up and sat him on a chair. He didn't want him to join the pile of bodies gathering. Soon strangers were taking the ill into their own backseats and headed to the hospital to aid the ambulances.

Shizuo pulled scraps and scraps off metal from the plane till it was empty. The pilots had left and it was empty. The blonde grabbed Izaya's phone and stuffed it in his own pocket before picking him up and sliding down the empty yellow slide with Izaya in his arms close to his chest. He was still breathing thankfully, but it was shallow breaths

Izaya was shipped off to the hospital in an ambulance.

The next plane now. Shizuo worked hard to retrieve everyone, no one could get in due to all equipment freezing and didn't have any strength to move the debris. He had thrown everyone down the slide which were quicker retrieved and taken to the hospital. Shizuo slid down after five hours of retrieving dead or next to dead bodies. As they lay still and hearts rhythmless, his heart was beating very hard in his chest, almost trying to escape the confinements of his rib cage.

The blonde slid down the chute and lay at the bottom taking a deep breath. He watched as his taxi driver came holding his son. It was the boy that Izaya told him to get. The taxi driver led him back to his car. He sat his son down, who was so scared he passed out but was intact. Not a single scratch.

"This man called Orihara lay on top of me. He screamed and undid our seat belts before pulling me into the floor. He was so kind. He was filming for his girlfriend. I think all the footage is on his phone," the boy said finally waking up as his dad did his seat belt. Shizuo got in beside the boy and closed his eyes.

"He did a good job protecting you. Did you chat on the plane?" Shizuo asked taking a deep breath once again.

"Yeah. He said he was very angry as the plane was taking so long. He wanted to snuggle in with Shizu-chan, which I think his girlfriend,"

"Are you his girlfriend?" The cab driver asked looking in his rear mirror.

"No," he said trying to look disgusted. "He's dating someone called Shizuka I think," he hissed. The cab driver pulled up outside the over crowded airport and Shizuo rushed out of the cad and into the building. He was greeted with an old woman who grabbed his shirt.

"Thank you dear," her voice shook due to her age and the fear she held for her loved one. The injured lay over the hospital bed as nurses rushed around. He spotted Shinra and Celty helping patients and left them be. Shinra was going through all 1400 passengers and determine if they were dead or not. If they were he'd roll the bed away and take them into the morgue that they owned. Over 3 quarters had died due to the crash and many more were to be checked out.

Shizuo felt a pair of arms wrap around him and heard a young lady cry into his chest. He turned to see Rei crying heavily. He wrapped his arms around her slender body and kissed her blonde hair as she broke down. He watched as Miaru and Kururi came in. Miaru was crying against a male while Kururi was crying on a female.

"Those are my parents," Rei whispered. She took a deep breath and wiped her eyes in his shirt before turning round and kissing her cousins cheeks, "He's going to be fine. He'll be fine. He will be," Shizuo took a deep breath and the group headed into a room where he was lying. He was getting surgery on his body, mainly his back due to where the wheels had taken the skin off.

Rei held Shizuo's hand for both their comfort. None of them could tear their eyes away from such a graphic scene, "He spoke to me...before he collapsed again," he said to the whole group, his voice shaking. Shizuo turned as he saw the reflection of that kid in the mirror where they observed Izaya's treatment.

"Hey kid," The boy turned and walked over to Shizuo. The bodyguard lifted him up and showed him the state of Izaya before turning him round to Rei, "This is that guys, cousin and his twin sisters...would you tell them what he did,"

"The guy in that room saved me. He was recording on his phone when he saw the plane. He took my seatbelt off along with his and pushed me to the floor and lay on top of me. When the plane crashed, the wheels threw him to the other side of the cabin but he had saved me from the plane," Rei cried harder holding the boy with the brunette hair and ruby eyes.

"I'm glad that you were able to survive that. He must have taken a like to you...probably because you look like his sisters...was there someone else on the plane with you?" She asked worriedly. The boy nodded his head slowly.

"My mum. We are looking for her now. I hope he lives. I want to thank him in person," Shizuo took Izaya's phone from his pocket and began to record the boy, so he could leave him a thank you and a permanent reminder that he saved this kids life...that is if he lives.

"Hi...I hope you are okay? You don't know how much I appreciate you saving my life. My dad and I are entirely grateful. Please...wake up...please," The boy begged with tears in his eyes. Shizuo stopped recording then patted the kids head.

"You should leave and find your mum," The boy walked away and Shizuo held onto Rei tightly. His boyfriend was a hero but was suffering for it. He held Rei close to his chest as tears began to swell up in his eyes.

"Rei dear who is this?"

"This is my ex, Shizuo Heiwajima. He's best friends with Izaya," She introduced to her mother.

"Ahh hello it's nice to meet you. Do you happen to know who his...," the lady looked to the twins who were staring at their brother, through the glass watching as they fixed his body up, "Boyfriend is?" Shizuo was shocked but shook his head unsure. He was supposed to be meeting his family today for new years but was instead at the hospital.

"Ah it's a shame. Hanako was telling me how he was coming over today...shame he won't be," Shizuo nodded then took a deep breath.

"I'm going to leave. I can't stand it here. Follow me out," Shizuo begged Rei. The girl took his hand and walked out with him and walked down the cold streets sadly.

"He'll be okay. He won't die. He can't die," She reassured him though she was really trying to reassure herself.

"What if he does? More than half did and the plane was right at him...what hope does he have to survive?" Shizuo had tears in his hazel eyes threatening to fall. He swallowed a lump in his throat.

"I'll divorce my Hiroshi and I'll marry you. I'll cut my hair...die it brown and I'll be your Izaya," Shizuo laughed gently holding her close to his body as she too cried. He had a 1 in 4 chance to survive. Shizuo felt a hand go on his shoulder and he saw Celty. He tried to stay calm but he continued to cry in Rei's arms.

"Hey Celty...right? Could you take Shizuo away from here. He's had a rough day. Actually do you think I can come?" The headless rider brought out her phone and began to type into it rapidly.

[What happened?] Rei read the message but was unable to speak about the event.

"Please let me come. I need to calm down," Celty motioned for the two to sit on her bike and they did. Rei sitting on Shizuo's lap as there wasn't much space, both wearing helmets. They sped through the streets till they were back at Shinra's apartment.

The two made their way into the comlex their heads low, their fingers entwined. Celty held the door open for the two and they stepped in, taking off their shoes before making their way into the apartment. Celty stood in front leading them in to the living room.

[We have company] she showed Shinra the message when he turned round to see her. He was looking rather glum himself. She walked over and was pulled onto his knee. Shizuo and Rei walked in and took a seat beside the two. Rei was clutching onto Shizuo's arm, as she was unfamiliar with the place. She knew Shinra, they were in the same class together, but they hardly spoke. Only when she was with Shizuo did they speak.

"Shizuo and...Rei? What's wrong?" Shizuo pulled Rei closer, his arm around her waist. Shinra got up and made his friends a cup of tea. He knew how Shizuo liked his tea, with lots of milk and sugar.

"Rei...how would you like your tea?" Shinra asked as he added four spoonfuls of sugar in for Shizuo.

"Ehh...is coffee an option?" Shinra nodded and watched as Rei walked over and made her own cup and stirred it slowly looking at het reflection in the black liquid. She looked almost identical to her cousin. She swallowed a lump back and began to cry on the counter. Shinra took their cups over and Celty helped the distressed girl back to Shizuo.

"Why so glum?" He asked looking at his friends tear stained face.

"My cousin was on that flight," Rei began. Shinra nodded his head. "My cousin...well she's Shizuo's girlfriend," Shinra nodded again and sat beside his friend and patted his back softly.

"If it makes you feel any better. Izaya's in there, he's in a right state. Would it cheer you up, if I killed him?" Shizuo shook his head and clenched his fist. "Good. Poor Izaya. He must be so terrified. He looks tough but let me tell you one thing...he isn't. He can talk his way out of a fight but if he can't reason he's screwed. He's a coward that hides behind malicious grins and the knowledge that he knows that can bring a grown men to his knees begging for forgiveness with words alone,"

Shizuo took a sip of his tea allowing the warm liquid to sooth his sore throat from the crying. He leaned back and felt Rei cuddle into his chest closing her eyes as well. It was hard to process. Shizuo had finally started to care for Izaya and he was finally happy with him. Being able to cuddle and kiss, it was amazing. It felt like a fantasy, but that fantasy went plummeting to the ground like the plane Izaya had been on and was very much wrecked. If Izaya died, he wouldn't know how to handle it. He was in a comfortable relationship and he'd have to start again, if he left.

Shizuo stood up and left the apartment and made his way to the hospital quickly. He had to at least see him and tell him that he wanted to remain by his side. He couldn't allow this to end. He had to ensure that he lived, but how was the question.

Shizuo found his room. He was out of surgery and was bandaged up. The twins were gone along with Izaya's aunty and uncle. He walked in Izaya's empty room. The male lay there in a bed in a blue gown. He was surrounded by a white room that had a small bathroom adjacent to it.

Izaya had badaged around his head, down his arms that were outside of the bed as he lay peacefully. Shizuo gingerly stepped into the room and made his way over to the seat beside Izaya. He gently gave him a soft kiss on the lips then sat beside him taking the closest hand into his own.

He wasn't going to budge. He was going to wait until he woke up.

This chapter was cut in half, I'm still the the process of the other half, so enjoy.

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