A/N: Ohayo Minna-saan ●w●

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Izaya's POV:

The pale beige ceiling grew darker and darker each time I laid my eyes upon it. According to Shizuo's theory, this is due to the fact that I always oversleep nowadays. Wrinkling my nose, I scoff at the mere thought of his idea and turn to the much colder and barren side of the bed-thus turning my back at the sleeping male beside me.

Shizuo's febrile breath was blowing against my exposed nape, roaming around the area in each exhale he committed. His moistened chest rubbed against my cold back, warming it up slightly as he inched closer. My body relaxes to the securing feeling of his arms sheathed around my bare waist, in a comedic sense I would have thought he was some panda clinging on his last piece of bamboo.

The room was pretty much silent, apart from the air conditioner's soft humming and the blonde's tranquil breathing. My mind battles on how I should describe the aura, was it deafening or was it soothing to my ears? I couldn't really make up a proper response to my own question.

5 months.

I only have 5 more months until my final departure, and sadly I'm not referring to our flight going to Hawaii. Yes, that's precise; I'm going to finally meet death himself. And here I am wasting my remaining days locked up in this god forsaken prison they call a hospital. A needle buried under my flesh and a machine monitoring my condition; this is the last place I expected to be in.

Neither Shizuo nor I, knew about this sudden predicament until the point where it was most crucial and terminal, gee aren't we the luckiest. Shizuo couldn't handle the news at first; swearing and making a loud ruckus around the doctor's office accusing the professional as a fraud. At that moment he looked so untamed, destroying everything he had his hands on. A group of nurses had to pin him down and inject some-kind of heavy tranquilizer in order to calm him down. It was amusing to watch but it gave my heart something heavy to bear.

It wasn't long till word got out and rumors started to roam around the city. There were so many versions that I couldn't keep up and I give kudos to my beloved humans, they never failed to break my expectations.

A part of me wanted to believe in those petty sayings and a part of me shunned them down. Most of the rumors say that I deserve my current condition, as if this is day that karma would slap me right in the face.

Not that it ever bothers me or anything.

I just feel sorry for them after all, I hope they still have enough guts and courage as they do now, when the time comes that my precious monster beats the shit out of them.

Oh, my bad.

I meant my husband.

I've called him that for so long now that sometimes it simply slips out of my tongue without my consent whatsoever. Although, I try to not say it at his face often, he may say he loves me but hell will still break loose when his temper starts to kick in. Nothing like some good old house appliance tag wouldn't fix, not to mention the makeup sex that follows.

What more could I ever ask for.

Ah, speaking of sex. Fufufu~, I never expected Shizuo to have that kind of stamina. The man could go for hours if I didn't stop him. Well not like I didn't enjoy having intercourse with the guy, it's just I also enjoy sitting down properly and the fact that I can walk, that's all.

He has his own sweet moments as well, not as often as an average guy would but all his little efforts were better than nothing. The one that shocked me the most was when he brought up the fact that he wanted a more stable relationship let me bring up the fact that we started as fuck buddies. At first I was hesitant at agreeing, since I feared it would hinder my job and slowly wreck my reputation.

But I thought of all the possibilities that came along with it, I could use him to my advantage. The mentioning of his name was able to quake fear into the hearts of those who heard it and having the chance to meet him personally lead others to their death. I remember thinking something around "this is my chance to control this monster and create nonstop chaos", but seeing as how I was conquered instead proves how naïve I was back then.

"Izaya"

His husky voice drills into my eardrums and the sudden roughness of his touch sends me back from my sudden reminiscing. I heard him groan weakly as his legs shuffle under the sheets.

Was he having a bad dream?

It takes me no less than a minute to turn around and face him, a slight tinge of worry fills my heart. His face looked so troubled; brows furrowed together as he bites onto his lower lip while his eyes continue to move under closed lids. I always had the ability of distinguishing the level of fear a person was experiencing and as i watched his expression grow even more sour at each passing moment, I could determine that whatever was happening in his dream consisted of the thing he fears the most.

"Izaya don't you dare fucking leave me" His voice cracks at the near end of muttering the sentence.

Silence then engulfs afterwards.

"Please" desperation filled the tone of his voice.

So that was what he was dreaming about.

I blink and decide that I could no longer stand him bearing such a heavy expression. After all, his pain became my pain too in the long run.

As if by instinct, I move closer to rest my palm on his icy cheek. Shizuo shivers at the sudden skin to skin transaction and that does nothing but worsen his expression. But I was not on the verge of giving up just yet.

When his breath started to become raspy, I take the initiative to move once more. Commanding my fingers, I start to caress his cheek while slowly making my way down to his chin- just above his quivering lips. It was at this moment that I realized how smooth his skin turned out to be unlike most domineering males who always had the exact opposite

The gentle notions made an alarming change; it wasn't long until his expression shifts back to its original calm state- brows no longer knit together and eyes staying peacefully still. I had successfully tamed the beast once again.

"I love you" He whispers, this must be the work of his subconscious mind no doubt. It was obvious that he was still fully engaged in slumber.

I pull my hand away only for it to be snatched and placed back to where it was before. I twitch fearing that I had woken him up and was surprised that this act was once again the doing of his subconscious mind.

He nuzzles onto my palm, enjoying the warmth that my body transferred to his own.

It was then on that I felt myself growing scared of the things that might occur after 5 months; what would happen to Shizuo?

Basing from the happenings just a few moments ago he might just snap and follow my lead.

I wouldn't want that at all.

So I made a decision.

"Shizu-chan" I whispered before crushing our lips together in a brief kiss "I won't be gone too long"

It didn't matter if he could hear me or not.

Only one thing was certain.

I'll be back.

A/N: Hello Everyone, I hope you're enjoying the story so far.