If you've ever played the Game Persona 3, I based Azrael off of an older version of Pharos. So if you recognize his personality or appearance then yeah, he looks and sort of acts like Pharos only he's older and taller.

Authors Note: Azrael is the Archangel of Death. This Azrael is not the same person but does have the same name.

It's cold. That was the first thing Izaya Orihara thought when he came into consciousness. "Oh, You're awake~" a creepy childlike voice called out cheerfully. The voice caused Izaya to bolt upright and look around, wherever he was it was dark and the informant couldn't see anything. "Who's there?" Izaya asked in a cautious tone. "It's only me," the voice giggled before revealing it's self. The surroundings lightened and Izaya was now able to see a figure in front of him. It was a boy, only slightly shorter than him, with short bluish black hair and bright, glowing blue eyes. "Who are you? And where am I?" Izaya asked, the last thing he remembered was putting the gun to his head and pulling the trigger. There was no way he was alive!

"You're right. You're not alive." the boy answered his internal question which kinda creeped Izaya out. "My name is Azrael by the way." the boy added with a sweet yet creepy smile. "Well Azrael, if I'm not alive, then what the hell am I?" the raven asked, getting slightly impatient. "Silly, you're dead. And as for where you are. You're in the Shinigami realm." Azrael said as if it were obvious, he threw his arms out to gesture around himself. At this action Izaya took the chance to look around, it was very plain, the ground was grey and cracked, covered in dead grass and plants, rocks lay everywhere. There were dead trees that barley managed to stay up, baring fruit that looked to be as dry as the ground he stood on.

"Everything's dead…" Izaya said slowly. "Just like us~" Azrael said happily as he skipped over to an opening that seemed to be glowing. Izaya followed and looked over at what the strange boy was doing. "I'm watching." He stated simply, again answering Izaya's mental thoughts. "Watching what?" the raven asked as he sat down beside the bluenette. "The humans." he smiled, his blue eyes seeming to glow brighter. This caught the attention of the former information broker. "You can watch humans?" he asked as he looked over Azrael's shoulder. "Yes. That's how I saw you. You see all humans who commit suicide are sent here. They are forced to live in this God Forsaken wasteland for the rest of their existence~" Azrael said cheerfully, this guy was seriously beginning to give Izaya a major case of the nerves.

"Um, just how long have you been here?" Izaya asked. "I've been here for almost two hundred years~" Well that explains a lot, no wonder he's crazy, he's been living in this purgatory hell for that long! "So, I'm what? A Shinigami too?" "That's right~" the bluenette grinned at his raven companion. "How'd you die?" Izaya asked, his informant side coming out. Azrael giggled before telling Izaya his bone chilling story. A/N: 1

"That was horrifying." Izaya said, now slightly scarred for life. "Yep~ So that's why I did it. Why'd you kill yourself?" he asked, his blue eyes shinning with anticipation of a new story. He knew everyone here's story and he was growing rather bored, he couldn't wait for a new one. "That's…" "Don't say it's personal. Nothing here is personal." Azrael said when the other tried to brush the subject off. Sighing in defeat, Izaya cleared his throat and began to tell his story.

"So you went to high school with this guy, and fell in love with him. But he hates you… You tease him so he'll pay attention to you but it backfired when you made the love comment… That idiot couldn't even see the meaning behind what you were saying!? You've been basically shouting 'I love you' for years! He's a meany and you should have told him to shove it." Izaya was taken aback by the others words. It's the first time since he's been here that Azrael had used any other tone besides psychotically cheerful, though the use of the word 'Meany' kinda set the angry ranting back a bit.

"You're still in love with him. Even after death." It wasn't a question, Azrael knew exactly what he was feeling. "Yes." the raven answered sadly, even in death he couldn't escape the pain of life. Maybe that's what his punishment for taking the easy way out was. He'd be plagued by his unrequited love for the rest of time.

Ikebukuro: 10:15 am; Monday morning

Shizuo sat in his living room watching television. He didn't have to go to work until 5, so to say he was bored out of his skull was an understatement. He almost wished that flea would show up so he'd have something to do. What was it that Kadota had said Izaya told him last night? 'After 12 am you'll never have to worry about seeing me again.' like the bodyguard actually believed that. Still, it was a rather weird message. But knowing Izaya it was just one of his many ways of trying to throw Shizuo off his game. Sooner or later he'd show up at the most unexpected time, slice him with that damn knife and then be off again. Yeah, that's exactly what was going on.

Or that was what he thought, until he received a call from Shinra.

The underground doctor had called him a few minutes after he finished his reasoning for Izaya's cryptic message. What Shinra told him, made it all clear. "Izaya txt me last night and said 'Thanks for everything.' I wasn't sure what it meant so I tried to call him a few hours ago and he didn't answer. Celty went over to ask him how he knew where her head was and found him. H-he's… Shizuo… Izaya's dead." Those two words were all it took to shatter Shizuo's world. "He's what?" he had asked, unable to believe the flea could actually be dead. "He… it looks like he shot himself, around 12 am this morning…" 12 am… 'After 12 am you'll never have to worry about seeing me again.'

"He… shot himself?" Shizuo asked in disbelief. "Yeah… I…" Shizuo could hear the pain in the other mans voice. It was then that he realized how deeply Shinra had cared for the flea… how much he cared. Fuck. Shizuo thought back on the last thing he had said to the raven haired informant and then realized…

"It's my fault…"

"Don't think that Shizuo… In his own twisted way Izaya considered you a good friend. He even loved you…" Shinra said softly, now that his best friend was dead he figured it'd be okay to tell Shizuo about his secret love for the blonde… "He what?" Shizuo asked in shock. "Y-yeah… He told me back in high school. That's why he was always messing with you. He wanted you to pay attention to him…"

Shizuo couldn't handle anymore. He clicked the phone shut and just sat there. The flea had had feelings for him since high school… and yesterday he'd said… Oh this really was his fault. And damn did he feel like a bastard. A sob raked through Shizuo's tall frame and it was then he noticed… he was crying.

Cliffhanger X3

A/N:1 If anyone wants to know what Azrael's reason for killing himself was, morbid, just sent me a PM and I'll send you his history. I just didn't want to make the whole chapter end up about him so I took his story out. I think we all already know Iza-chan's story right?

Anywho, this is the second chapter in one day so be happy! I'll try to update soon though I'm soooo behind on my other stories. Having pneumonia sucks! But I'm all better so here ya are!