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Shizuo's POV

The tests run for a while. Izaya offers to go first saying that he wants to "get out of here as soon as possible." So right now I'm just sitting here in the living room with Celty.

[You don't want to watch some TV?] I read Celty's PDA and shake my head.

"Nah, I'm not in the mood." I say as I sigh as my ears twitch a bit. I scratch the back of my head a little and then look at the ceiling. "You don't think I'll be stuck like this do you?" I ask her.

[I'm sure Shinra can come up with a cure; just give him some time. If he made you two like this, he can revert you two back.]

"I hope so; I'm not expecting to be barking at cats and fetching sticks all my life."

"Well, there's no need to worry. Everything looks good with Izaya, so I'm assuming your results won't be too different Shizuo. Although, if there are complications, the process of coming up with an antidote might be prolonged." Shinra says as he enters the living room with Izaya trailing behind him, putting his stupid furry jacket back on. "Just seems like you two are acquiring animalistic tendencies, which aren't life threatening."

"That's what you think." Izaya states matter-of-factly. "Cats have a tendency to walk off to wander around in unknown territories. I could end up lost in some dangerous alley."

"You'd be doing the whole world a favor if you did that willingly flea." I say calmly.

"Down boy." Shinra says sternly. "For now, we'll just have to make do until I can find out how to cure you both. In the meantime, you two will have to just adapt to living like this."

"Easy for you to say." I growl. "You're not the one having stupid urges to howl for no reason or run and catch something every time it's thrown." Izaya suddenly smirks and pretends to throw something, which makes me flinch. "Fucking flea!" He starts laughing immediately after he realizes his stupid little tactic worked.

"Look, you two are gonna have to learn to get along…I can't work on the cure if you're both gonna do like you always do and show up at my doorstep beaten and broken…I need to devote all my time to research, so please try to get along."

"Get along with that freak?! I rather be in a fucking coma!"

"See Celty? I told you it was a good idea to just keep them in com—ah! Okay, okay bad idea, bad idea!" Shinra says after Celty threatens him with another pull to the ear. This makes me kind of happy since I wanted to make Shinra feel pain myself.

"If you really want to be in a coma again Shizu-chan, I can surely arrange that for you~" Izaya says happily as his tail sways from side to side mischievously. Before he became a cat, he was considered devious, but now he's probably a thousand times worse.

"Shut the fuck up, flea." I say bitterly. "Don't you even come near me."

"Shinra, even if Shizu-chan and I hate each other's guts, I'd have to agree with the brute. Just the thought of trying to get along with Shizu-chan makes me want to vomit." The flea says with a hiss.

"Well then, I guess you're gonna vomit a lot because you two are gonna get along, whether you two like it or not." Shrina says assertively. "Well, Shizuo you're next. Izaya-kun you can leave if you'd like."

"Thank you Shinra for poking holes in my arm." Izaya says sarcastically as he heads over to the door and puts his hand on the doorknob. "Well, I'll be going. See you~" Izaya says before heading out the door.

Shinra takes his sweet time probing me. I don't like it, but I guess given my current situation it has to be done. Shinra says to take it easy and absolutely no smoking for the time being since he doesn't know what that might do. I'm probably not going to get through this week without at least a pack of cigarettes. This is gonna be a long week. No fighting Izaya. No cigarettes. Might as well leave me to die under some bridge. I guess I have a little bit more will power to handle a week or more without smoking, but enough will power to keep myself from tearing the flea to pieces…I don't think anyone, if they were in my position, would ever have enough will power for that.

I bet if God really did exist and he really did bring life to humans, he'd probably be very regretful for making Izaya. I know I'd be. But I know hell exists since Izaya brings it to my life every time I see him.

"There, all done. You can head home or stay here if you want." Shinra says as he takes his tools away in the same cart he had brought into the living room.

"I'd rather go home. Knowing you, you might take another pint of my blood for your own sick studies."

"They are not 'sick studies' it's research." Shinra corrects me. "Be careful out there. You might get caught by the pound." Shrina says with a smile. I growl lowly at him before heading to the living room to say goodbye to Celty.

[Have a safe trip back home then. See you tomorrow.] Her PDA reads.

"Yeah…see ya…"

[Something the matter?] I glare at her. [Um…besides being part dog?]

"I just…feel kind of irritated…" I pause and then look at her again. "More than usual."

[Maybe you're just irritable because you've overslept…a lot...]

"Yeah…I guess so…" I say simply as I sigh. Why did I have to remember what really happened? Why couldn't have I forgotten? Isn't it in those TV shows or cartoons the character who gets hit in the head gets amnesia? Why couldn't I have gotten that and forgotten that part of what happened forever? "I'll see you guys tomorrow…" I say as I open the front door and head out. I suddenly realize that it's raining. I could have sworn it was sunny just a while ago. Shit, now I'm gonna have to head out in the rain without an umbrella and then I might get sick.

"Here." I hear a familiar voice say as I see an umbrella hover over me. I look over to Izaya who has his hood on; his ears are still visible through the fabric. I look at him curiously, wondering if this is one of his tricks.

"Didn't you leave a while ago?" I ask as I take his umbrella.

"I never left…" Izaya answers with a laugh. "I noticed it started raining and decided to stay here for a while until the rain stopped."

"If you had an umbrella why didn't you just head home?" I ask.

"That's none of your business, just go home. I'm staying here until the rain stops. Besides that's Shinra's, I'd rather he find out that you took it than me." I toss the umbrella to Izaya and growl at him. "I'm kidding, I found it over there." He points. "It was abandoned, you can use it." I look up at the sky and then see a surge of lightning travel through in an irregular path; the sound of thunder accompanying it. I then see from the corner of my eye that Izaya had fidgeted slightly. Although he's trying to look brave, I can tell he's scared shitless.

"Scared of a thunderstorm?" I ask him with a smirk.

"No." He says sternly. "Just head home already."

"Nice try. I'm not heading out in a thunderstorm with a fucking umbrella. It's like a lightning rod."

"Oh, so you do have a brain and it is functioning. Bravo Shizu-chan." Izaya claps happily until another bolt of lightning travels through the sky and is accompanied by another loud thunderous roar. Izaya flinches before shaking a bit from the cold (and probably from fear). His ears flatten down against his head and his tail hides behind him.

"Listen Flea, since you're so freaked out; go ask Shinra to let you crash at his place for the night." I tell him as I put away the umbrella and put it against the wall. "Fucking scaredy cat."

"Am not!" Izaya says coincidentally at the same time another loud thunderous roar happens. Izaya jumps and clings onto me, digging his nails into my shoulders, and hiding his tail between his legs. I can almost hear him whimpering softly against my chest. I pat his head unconsciously, feeling his silky black hair run through my fingers. It almost feels good if I didn't remember who this hair belongs to.

All of a sudden, Izaya backs away, nervously trying to think of an excuse of why he had done what he did. I, on the other hand, don't care about any excuses he might make up. And I don't intend on making my own excuses for why I had suddenly petted him like that. I'm stupid; therefore whatever I do is stupid.

"Ah, I'm glad I caught you two." Shinra says as he comes over to us. "I noticed the storm clouds and then heard the thunder, I'd actually feel more at ease if you guys decided to stay the night at my place. We have a guestroom for you guys…granted there's only one…so either you share the bed or one of you sleeps on the couch…"

"I'll sleep on the couch." I say dully. "I'm used to it anyway." Izaya looks at me suspiciously, but I just smile back before following Shinra back inside his apartment.

Izaya's POV

It's quite a boring looking guestroom and not to mention quiet and dark. I don't mind it, but the thunder is going to keep me up all night, I'm sure of it. Why didn't the brute just head home? Why did he have to see me like that…It's not that I actually care what the brute thinks of me, I more or less already know, but to have him see me in such a vulnerable state makes me feel utterly humiliated. Shinra already knows about my fear of thunder; Celty probably knows through Shinra. I didn't think Shizu-chan would ever find out, honestly.

I pull at one of my ears a bit, tugging at it absentmindedly, investigating it as if it were something complicated and awe striking. I look up at the ceiling, trying to concentrate on something other than the unexpected interval of the thunder. After a while, I find myself unable to cope with the anticipation of it and head out to the living room, where I find Shizu-chan dozed off—he looks almost as if he were dead, though his breathing tells me otherwise. I hover over him with a glare and tug at one of his dog ears. He growls a little in his sleep before lightly breathing again.

"I hope you don't remember…its better this way, protozoan…" I say bitterly. The ticking of the wall clock breaks my attention from the brute. I sigh as I try to find something that will serve as ear plugs, but as I'm scrounging around I suddenly get very sleepy. "It's better this way…only for you…but for me…it's torture…" I say before heading back into the guestroom and lying down in bed trying to get some sleep, to no avail. "I hope he chokes on his own saliva in his sleep."

A/N: Sorry it was a shorter chapter this time. Please review! It makes me oh so motivate and helps me improve if people give me feedback on grammatical stuff and whatnot :D