Aryes: Hey guys, I am wondering whether or not I should change the description because it seems like our game is a little farther off than I originally planned. I know this rushed and small, but please bear with it :( Thank you for the favorites, reviews and followers! I love you guys for supporting this story!

Disclaimer: I own nothing from the DRRR! franchise or anything else of it.

WARNING: YAOI, BOY's LOVE, (*whispers* That means sex between two of the male species)! Don't like then don't read.

~Aryes

Chapter 8: Scenarios That Remain

"Dammit! Why the hell do I have to share a room with that little shit!" a loud sound boomed as Shizuo Heiwajima kicked his white wall, well it wouldn't be his anymore after today. That was the whole reason he was pissed, he was stuck with the abominimal flea for a whole month! Izaya Orihara was just a curse on his whole existence, and had already ruined his life plan, all he wanted was to go to school like a normal creature. The blonde threw his fists at the wall, which normally would have shattered it but these are school protected walls (magic) so there was no damage. The blonde put his head and his fists against the wall hiding his face with the shadow that was created from the ceiling light. In this shadow was the one who was to blame, it was all 'his' fault, and Shizuo hated 'him' so much.

"Isn't he also a part...of nii-chan?" Shizuo's eyes opened widely and he gasped a little at the small reminder of when he first told Kasuka about the existence of 'him'. Kasuka wasn't really surprised, but then again he never really could show any emotion on his face so Shizuo wouldn't have known if he was. He hadn't sounded surprised at all at least, but when Shizuo said he hated 'him' Kasuka commented, 'Isn't he also a part...of nii-chan?'. It had always stayed in his mind, but he still couldn't accept that 'he' was anything like him. Shizuo had always wondered why that part of him existed or when it started appearing. That was the questions that constantly swirled in his head after 'he' appeared, the real monster. There was another question that always popped in his head, 'Will I be swallowed by that monster till there is nothing left of me?'

"Dammit..." Shizuo started to tremble at the thought of being completely enveloped by that monster, a thick taste of disgust filled Shizuo's mouth at the thought. There were times where Shizuo felt it, the pure blood lust coming from within himself, they from 'him'. It was terrifying even to a beast like him, the feeling that he got from the blood lust reminded him of a devil, it was pure evil, it was everything Shizuo was not. It wasn't like a little voice in his head or anything, but he felt it waiting for something. Shizuo hated 'him', perhaps even more than the flea, if that was even possible. The darkness that was inside him was far more distracting than Izaya Orihara could ever be, because no matter where he went the fear of changing into 'him' hung over Shizuo like a cloud of thunder waiting to strike.

Silently, the blonde leaned more against the wall, his head touching the cool wall in an attempt to try to cool his head. Even though it was cold it calmed Shizuo's fits of fear down, and made him more aware that he had other things to do as well. After a few moments he moved away from the wall and sighed, scratching his head in frustration. He kicked his wall one last time for good measure before getting on his knees for the suitcase underneath the bed. He reached far underneath the bed because the suitcase was far in the back. The greyish blue suitcase came out with ease once he grabbed it and Shizuo layed it on the bed, opening it a bit too harshly with the zipper and yanking it open.

As soon as he accomplished opening his suitcase without breaking it, the blonde started to throw in the few things he owned from around the dormroom, which was a few pairs of bartender outfits that were given by his brother before he died, a few pajama pants that he actually wore to sleep, 1 picture of Kasuka ACTUALLY smiling with Shizuo, a pair of black gloves, and an extra pair of purple sunglasses. He once again, after smooshing everything carefully into the greyish blue suitcase, Shizuo zipped it up roughly and sat the suitcase on the ground.

Offhandedly, the beast looked at the alarm clock next to his bed and breathed out a sigh, it was already time to meet the flea again! Shizuo already knew that living with the flea was an extremely bad idea, but there were no other choices for Shizuo anymore. Th blonde got up and dragged the suitcase along with him and opened the door to his room. The beast only fleetingly looked back and thought, 'what if?', but swiftly Shizuo walked out into the hallway and shut the door behind him, knowing very well that thinking of the past as what if's would just make you even sadder to leave it. 'what if Kasuka had lived, would I have lived with him in this room as roommates?' Shizuo felt a sudden drop in his stomach at that single thought, to be able to act like normal brothers, living in the same room, once more sharing stories about each others day. In Shizuo's eyes, that 'what if' was the most foolish of all, yet it was the first one he thought of.

That was one ' what if ' that would never leave him now, even if he knew there was no chance of that ever happening to him. Kasuka was dead, and once you are dead not even a Necromancer could save you. It seemed as though Shizuo would never win in this world, he would never be lucky, and he would never be free of his accursed self. Sometimes he even wondered why he kept living, maybe he only was still living to complete Kasuka's dream? Shizuo raised one tan hand up to chest level and he looked blankly at his tan palm in a saddened look, then he clenched it in a fist tightly, because he felt that in the end he would reach for a light, that small glimmer of hope only to have it turn into a fire of misfortune that burned him like hell fire. Him and all who surrounded him caught in the fiery fury.

"Hey! Wait...Shizuo!?...What are you doing with that bag?" Shizuo jumped slightly and turned to the owner of the voice. The brown haired magician, Shinra Kishitani, and his lovely roommate/lover/Valkerye, Celty Sterlingson stood in the hallway. Celty tapping on her phone and Shinra looking a little sad at him. "Are you leaving the dorm? Did you get expelled?" Celty asked via phone and Shizuo waved it off and grumbled, "No, I am just moving rooms which is a real damn pain." Celty's shoulders visibly dropped in relief as she tapped furiously again, "Really? That's a relief."

"So are you moving in with anyone? Like a roommate?" asked Shinra curiously with a large smile that Shizuo already knew he would show. It seemed that Shinra always asked the questions that would make Shizuo angry with a smile. How odd. "Yeah," Shizuo said pushing his glasses up and sighing, "My roommate is gonna be a real pain in the ass. That's for sure!" Shinra looked puzzled and Celty was typing quickly on her keyboard, "Who is it? Do we know them?" asked Celty and Shizuo replied with a angry cringe and wrinkled nose as he said the name, "Izaya Orihara! The damn bastard of a god that makes me so pissed off that I want to fucking kill him!"

Shizuo was fighting the urge to punch or kick a wall because in the hallway they were not reinforced by magic, but then he looked over at Celty and Shinra, who's face(s) were pale. "Izaya Orihara! The principal's son?! The son of the greatest god in history?! Are you serious? If you two start being roommates another world war will erupt!" Shinra exclaimed, and Celty shoved her cellphone in Shizuo's face, "Why on earth are being moved to Izaya's dorm anyway!? He's all the way on the other side of campus and has the entire top level of the Clock Tower dorm!"

"Clock Tower dorm?" Celty face palmed her neck and shook it as though she had a head and Shinra did the same, but he face palmed his face and laughed at Shizuo's predicament. Celty wrote speedily across her phone and practically shoved it in Shizuo's face. " Didn't you research Rairabukuro before coming here!? Jeez!" Celty exclaimed and then wrote a little and showed it to Shinra who nodded at something she wrote and said, "sure."

"Okay Shizuo, There are 4 dorms on campus, all 1st years with few exceptions stay in the Sakura dorm, a flat single story dorm that has 100 rooms, the one we currently live in, then the Summer Moon dorm is 2 stories high and has 80 rooms, its over in that direction," Shinra pointed diagonally to Shizuo's right as he continued, "Then there is the Winter Sun dorm, which has 3 stories with 60 rooms" Shinra pointed diagonally to Shizuo's left. "And lastly there is the Clock Tower dorm that has 4 stories and only 20 rooms."

Shinra pointed straight ahead at Shizuo and the blonde turned around to see what the brunette was talking about but all he saw was the giant school building. "The Clock Tower dorm is on the other side of the school building and is for the rich and wealthy because it has more room, vices and a great view of campus. The Moon, Sun and Sakura dorms are for all 2nd, 3rd, and 4th years who can't afford the Clock Tower dorm fees. The upperclassmen get to choose which of the three dorms they have to stay in, and they can change if they want to, but the Clock Tower dorm is very hard to get into."

"Wait a second! You mean that flea has a whole entire floor all to himself?! Why the hell does he need a whole floor for!?" Shizuo yelled exhasperatedly, and Shinra shrugged. Anger boiling in the blonde pounded forth in the Beast's brain as he picked up his bag and shouted, "That selfish flea, what a fucking asshole! I bet he doesn't even care how much of his daddy's money he throws at it! That damn annoying leeching bastard! He doesn't even deserve a box to live in!" Neither Shinra or Celty could stop the blonde Beast as he burst down the monotonely coloured hallway at frightening speed, heading straight for the exit.

In a blur, the blonde slammed open the double doors of the Sakura dorm and he breathed in the spring air. Everything about Spring was joyful, even Shisuo the Beast knew that. His lungs felt alive and well as every breath made him lose all his anger a little, he walked on the half crowded walking trails among other students, most were not wearing their uniforms which meant most of them were probably upperclassmen who didn't start the school year till next week.

Each one was slightly different, but they all looked at him as they passed, whether it was a small movement of the eye or a whole head turning, he stood out in this crowdas well. This fact meant nothing to Shizuo though, he was already used and there were too many things he had to do. It was already Wednesday, and almost lunch time, which meant it was almost time for Cooking and Baking class.

Casually, Shizuo strolled with his rolling suitcase bag, his mind wandering off into space, and he walked into the school building which was rather empty. The beast walked towards the principal's office, or at least he hoped he was. Shizuo had only been there once and the school building was so huge it was like he was in a maze. The blonde looked upward at one of the clocks in the hallway and realized he was running a little late to meet his new annoyance of his now messed up life. "Damn it," Shizuo grumbled slightly as his memories repeated everything from this morning.

WBP, the White Bond Period, the principal had said that it wouldn't start till next week, but Shizuo didn't feel any different than usual. Shizuo groaned slightly as he remembered where the sensation had been on his body, Izaya's head, and then his "head". There was an inkling of worry deep in the Beast's mind, his instincts and mind were both working together as he thought more about what the older man had said, things like how the powers worked, and how the after effects were going to affect them.

Mood swings, after effects, and powers, they were all unsettling thoughts. The blonde stopped in the hall way and felt his ears burn and Shizuo felt a small whisper in his head, something that had never happened before, "We" it was a small sudden hurting in his head. It felt like vein pulsating profusely in his skull, pushing from the inside out! Shizuo grabbed his head hard in his shock of pain as it continued louder with every word along with pain, "...shall...BE..."

Then the blonde Beast gasped in absolute pain and left a strangled sound leaving his mouth as he felt all air rush out of him as the last word was uttered softly, like a premonition of death in his cranium. The word slithered into his mind with laughter following it making Shizuo collapse from the utter pain until he realized the last word had come from his own lips and the maniacal laughter came from his mouth after wards,

"...free~ Haaahahahhahahhaha-!"

"Where oh where can my Shizu-chan be? Up on a mountain or under the sea~ Oh where oh where can my Shizu-chan be?~ Where oh where indeed!~" Izaya felt a little proud that he made up this little shanty about his monster, he had a lot of fun making it up when he started to look for Shizu-chan about 10 minutes ago. The other had failed to show up on time so he was left roaming the halls of Rairabukuro Academy looking for him. It annoyed the raven that he had to look for the Beast, but at the same time it was funny because when he did find the blonde he was sure to make fun of him for getting himself lost like a child.

Izaya practically skipped down the hallway in joy as he figured out another verse he could sing, "Underneath the fog or high in a tree~ Where oh where can my Shizu-chan be?~ It was interesting to sing as he joyfully pranced around, but Izaya soon got bored of it and stopped, really wondering where on earth could his Beast could really be.

"Izaya!" said a friendly voice that was gruff with Russian syllables in every part of his name.

Izaya turned around with a smirk and, "Samia~" The blue haired man smiled widely at the sound of his real name, he had almost forgotten his name was Samia, he had gotten used to just being called Simon. It was indeed the large Russian man's real name, and the only one who knew how to pronounce it correctly was Izaya.

"Как вы делаете , мой друг ?" asked Simon (How are you my friend?)

Izaya smiled, shrugging off his bit of frustration and said, "Я был бы лучше, но я ищу кого-то на данный момент , и я не знаю, где он находится." (I would be better, but I am looking for someone at the moment and I don't know where he is.)

Simon looked puzzled for a moment then asked curiously, "Кто вы ищете для моего друга ? Может быть, я его видел?" (Who are you looking for my friend? Maybe I have seen him?)

Izaya responded, "Ищу Shizu -чан. Онблондинка тип Зверь с огненной позиции и имеет проблемы гнева"" (I am looking for Shizu-chan. He is a blonde Beast type with a fiery attitude and has anger issues.)

Izaya watched as the bluenette's dark copper eyes lighting to a dark gold as he widened them in recognition, Izaya then smuggly smiled as Simon spoke. "Вы имеете в виду Шизуо ? Он находится в больнице , я видел его, когда я пошел в 5 минут назад." (you mean Shizuo? He is in the infirmary, I saw him when I went in 5 minutes ago.) said Simon with a smile, but then the sweet disarming smile turned dark as the Russian man implored, "Почему вы должны увидеть его? Вы снова борется ?" (Why do you need to see him? Are you fighting again?)

Izaya shook his head and replied in English, "No." Simon instantly deflated all anger and smiled and also spoke in English, "Okay", but then he returned to Rusian and said with a bright smile, "Не больно Шизуо г Изаю если вы не хотите , чтобы быть убитым мной . Этот мальчик хороший, а вы только плохие. Держись от него подальше ." (Do not hurt Shizuo Mr. Izaya unless you want to be killed by me. That boy is good, while you only are bad. Stay away from him.)

Without another word, the man continued to walk away, and didn't turn back. Izaya shuddered a little on the inside as the other man turned away. Simon seemed to be very protective of Shizuo and the fact that the man actually threatened him, that was some protectiveness they had going on there. Though the threat did stay in his memories, because he knew this man was not joking with him, but either way Izaya smirked and skipped towards the infirmary.

On the way to Shizuo's newfound location, somehow Izaya felt another verse to his song go on in his head, one more evil than any he had previously sang, "Where oh where can my Shizu-chan be, if he is in one place and cannot be free, where oh where would my Shizu-chan be~ if I broke his legs and he stayed with me?~" Izaya hummed in his head as he reached the nurse's office. He opened the door and cooed softly, "Shizu-chan~ where oh where could you be~"

He left the door open ajar and started checking the beds since no one was in the main part of the office. In the last bed was Shizuo Heiwajima, the blonde monster flat on his back, and fast asleep in the dark shadows offered by a single curtain. Sweat glistened on the tan boy's skin and he shifted around quickly moaning as he moved to another side. Izaya tiptoed over to the sleeping form of the monster and started to smirk as the blonde shifted slightly again.

Izaya heard a small mumble from the man, but more like a chant coming from his lips. It was constant and monotone followed by a small chuckle. Izaya leaned in to hear what was being said, and he stopped cold. The beast kept saying one thing, "We shall be free...haha...haha." The raven haired god stepped backward a little and shouted loudly, "Shizu-chan~ wake up!" In a jolt the blonde was awake, his hand reaching for the source of his alarm.

His outstretched tan hands touching air, and his honey brown eyes blown wide as he screamed, "NO!" His breaths came in pants and gasps as he clutched his heart and trembled lightly. Izaya's red eyes glowed in anger as the blonde beast completely ignored his prescence and looked at his own tan hand instead that shook underneath his gaze. The honey coloured eyes blown in complete full on terror, and the only thing muttered from Shizuo was a small word, "Shadow".

The raven haired god simply asked, "What?" Shizuo looked over at Izaya and his eyes widened once more at the sight of the god and he shouted and his face with a blanket, "Go away!" Izaya stood still and started laughing as he said, "No! No way! Are you gonna cry Shizu-chan~!?" Dark golden eyes met his red rubies and instantly Izaya shut up as he saw a monsterous red aura spurt out around Shizuo as the Beast started laughing darkly. "Didn't I just tell you to...GO THE FUCK AWAY!" asked Shizuo as a rumble resounded throughout the room. It was as sudden as the crack of lightning, everything in the room started to groan and then started to levitate and even Shizuo seemed so shocked at what had just happened that all the objects fell, his shock rendering the power useless. As soon as they all dropped back to their normal places, Shizuo curled into himself muttering sorry and shaking with fear a blanket intertwined around him.

A sound of footsteps roamed the halls that caught Izaya's attention for only a moment but his eyes were solely focused on the Beast at hand. The Beast who was slowly fading into nothing before his very eyes. The curled up Beast rocking himself back and forth in a rhythmic pattern to calm himself, but it was obviously not working. Beautiful golden honey brown eyes that Izaya crved for even in anger or mercy was overtaken by a darker look of melancholy and Izaya had the urge to just- WHAP. A slap resounded in the room, Izaya's hand print upon the blonde's cheek and eyes lit up once more with fear. "SHUT UP AND STOP WHINING!" Izaya yelled menacingly, and Shizuo flinched at the loud voice, it reminded him of his father, and he hated it.

A door slammed open and a loud familiar voice shouted filling the room with more noise, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN H-" Shiki had come through the door, but stopped as he saw Izaya with a hand raised and Shizuo shaking like a leaf beneath him with a welt forming on his cheek. "Seriously..." the principal groaned out, "you advanced types are so unpredictable when it comes to your WBPs. It even started earlier!"

Shizuo suddenly started singing, "You Are My Sunshine~" and grabbed Izaya where he stood into his lap, petting the poor petrified raven haired teen. Then Izaya began scratching to get away from Shizuo's grip, cursing his very existence with his verbal abuse and Shiki stood from with a big smirk on his face. The blonde held the raven closely and the raven desperately tried to escape him. Izaya suddenly realized that Shizuo was going through an after effect of the power. As soon Izaya realized it Shizuo stopped singing. His hands instantly releasing him and then the Beast started pleading sorry all over again in a cacoon of blue blankets.

"Izaya, since the mood swing has left you for a bit, please bring Shizuo and his stuff to your room." Shiki sighed out and the smaller god looked at him with a glare. "How long will he stay like this?" Izaya hissed out, he was already pissed about it again. "During the WBP, the mood swings can last up to 6 hours a day, Shizuo's mood swings seem like the constant type of mood swing were he will stay in the mood for 6 hours straight and move on through thew rest of the day like normal, or be sporadic like yours is till the six hours are up, everyday may have a different mood so you should take notes about the mood types and catalog it for later reference and even predictions." Shiki commented and then said, "seems like your fist trial bond is the blue bond though. Which means if you use your power the after effect with be something maternal, I wonder what yours will be..."

'I wonder if it will be anything like mine?'

Aryes: Did you like it? I know it's short, but I felt it had a good impact, maybe I just need more ideas? *wink wink* Also thank you reviewers for reviewing and I am sorry it took so long, I just have more than one story to deal with now plus life is being crazy again! Have a great day everyone~

~Aryes