Yay! Chapter 2! I actually got it done in a short amount of time! Okay so... Thank you to everyone who read, faved, reviewed, followed! THANK YOU! :) So Chapter 2! Some fluff goes down and I don't know why but I found this chapter kind of boring and I hope none of you do. I hope this whole thing is not this way! AHHH! Okay... Go read. I'll stop talking!

I woke up to a warm arm wrapped lightly around my torso. At first I snuggled into the source of comfort and warmth, until I realized that it was a bad idea (strangers in your bed is not a good thing!). I went to bolt upright but stopped when the arm caught me. The sexiest voice I've ever heard in my entire life said, "I don't think so flea." Without a warning my body shivered and I blushed.

I turned my head slightly to see Shizuo's eyes, closed and a smirk on his lips. "What the fuck are you doing in my bed?" I felt the sting of my contacts trying to wet themselves and quickly peeled them out of my eyes.

He sighed deeply and peaked an eye open, "The doctor made a comment in the hospital. Were you listening?" I turned to him and glared a bit to be able to see better, but also because he was in my bed. "I was the only one who could keep you from rolling over on your injuries."

"What does that mean you did?" I tried my hardest to burn him or cut him in half with that look, but it failed.

He sighed and covered his face with his hand, thus allowing me to escape. I stood up and put much needed distance between us. I got my glasses from their spot on my dresser and put them on my face. "I just did what I had to do."

I felt the effects of the surgery less as I looked to the clock. "It's time to get up."

"What?"

"We-I… Won't be able to get back on a regular sleep schedule. It's currently four in the afternoon. If I'm lucky… I'll be asleep again by…" I was talking while I moved to get clothes out of my drawer. I stopped short when searing pain ripped up my side. "Dammit." I ground out clinching my teeth.

I went to grip the source of pain, as if that would make it stop but a hand caught min. "Don't touch it. You'll make it worse… I need to change your bandages."

"Fuck me… Don't touch it." I ground out using one hand to grip the edge of my dresser.

Shizuo began to chuckle and it soon turned into full on laughing, "Fuck me…" I heard gasped between laughs.

I felt a growl, much like his normal sound, trying to break through my throat. I composed myself enough though and smacked the side of his head before moving to go sit on the bed. I eased my aching body to the bed and felt my face contort into pain despite the presence of the brute.

He stopped laughing and said, "Does it really hurt that bad?"

I glared and I know it was harsh enough this time. "If you must know brute… Yeah."

I was quickly loosing energy to be an asshole, and I had long lost energy to be my usual self. His eyes were showing some form of emotion I was not aware of. I'd never seen it. "Sorry." He said picking up the bandages and the ointment.

I sighed heavily and moved my arms so he could unravel the old gauze. He didn't notice but I was staring into his eyes watching… Waiting… For the sign that would tell me what was going on in his head. He revealed nothing though. I hissed in pain as something cold touched the stiches and sent shooting pain down the left side of my body. His hand grabbed my uninjured side and held me still. "Hey." I whined and shifted towards his working hand and ended up hurting myself further that way. I cried out and then bit my lip to keep the noise down.

Shizuo sighed heavily and finished with the ointment quickly, "I tried to get you to stop moving."

"How do I know you won't crush me with you cruel strength?!" I was mostly just trying to be dramatic. Something in me was crushed though as he looked me dead in the eye.

I swallowed hard at the smoldering mocha eyes, "I won't." His voice was low and husky… Most of all… Serious.

His thumb brushed my uninjured side and I shivered. Goosebumps were rising. "Shizuo… Why are you doing this?"

He stood up quickly and I hated to admit that I was upset about the lack of contact. "Do you need help with the showering end of this?" I sighed and looked past him and bit my lip.

Quickly I shook my head, "I just need bandages."

"Pain killers?" He asked, moving to grab water proof gauze.

I shook my head once again, "No. I can manage." I grit my teeth and stand, trying to overcome the pain.

Shizu-chan gives me a look over, "Alright."

Once he's fixed me up, I walk to my drawer. "What?" He's staring at me, and I can feel it.

"I need to run to my house and grab some things… If I'm going to be taking care of you." His face turns red and I have to admit, staring at him now, it's really fucking cute and I want to squeal like a little girl.

"Why are you taking care of me Shizu-chan?" I ask cocking a hip.

My eyes travel his body and it just registers to me… He doesn't have a shirt on. A six pack meets my eyes as I watch the lines of his hips disappear into his sleeping pants. He notices I'm drooling I think, "I'll be back in an hour or so."

I'm frustrated… Why the hell won't he tell me why he's here?! "ANSWER MY QUESTIONS!" It comes out and I realize a little too late, I've thrown my flick blade at the door. He closes it just in time though, so it's sticking in the wood.

Grabbing fresh clothes, comfy clothes, I go for a shower. The hot water feels nice against my stressed body. I rest my arms against the wall and brace myself. A sigh echoes around me. It's a long and hard sigh that makes me want to sigh again. Frustration is clawing at me. Why is he here? Why didn't you leave me to die? Why did he stay? Maybe he feels the way you do about him?

I shook the thought away quickly and managed to practically kill myself trying to get clean. I feel tears on my face mixing into the shower water. It doesn't take long before I give up because I can't reach my hair to wash it. Out of anger and frustration I slam the water off and wrap myself in a towel. I do manage to get my underwear on, before I have to make my way to the kitchen for water.

My hands are shaky from the pain. I feel like I'm being split in two and my breath is coming in gasps. Somehow I manage to swallow a pill and search for some form of food. The fridge still has some ootoro but upon further inspection… It's gone bad. I grab one of my cell phones and text Shizuo. If you're coming back pick up food.

The pain in my side is lessening as I move to the couch completely forgetting that I don't have anything besides boxers on.

My hair is dirty still and that's upsetting. I flip on the T.V. and wait for Shizuo, adjusting my glasses on my face. I snuggle into the warm towel around me and settle into some stupid show. Okay. My phone reads as he's texted me back.

By now my side is numb and I feel a little out of it. It's the drugs I'm sure but I don't like it. My mind wanders to Shizuo and how he's walking perfection… Basically, how much I can't have such a nice person. I don't realize what was happening, until I realize I'm whimpering and crying. There's an ache in my heart because no matter what… Shizuo can never know how I feel. He'd kill me. He'd be disgusted. I can't be with someone who actually takes care of people, because I can't for the life of me… Have any relationship with anyone. I'm amazed Shinra even talks to me. The tears keep coming and I know it's going to take a minute for me to even get a grip.

I love you… You fucking brute.

The door clicks open and I look up, quickly trying to dry my face. "I'm back." His voice calls out.

Shizuo came in carrying take out bags, a duffel bag, and a convenience store bag. He glanced up to see the T.V. on and me sitting on the couch in a teary mess. I painted my mask back on and wiped my face again. "Did you manage to bring food?"

"Russia Sushi, fatty tuna, you're welcome… Why are you crying?" His mocha eyes narrowed and I felt more tears coming because he walked in my door like it was the most natural thing in the world. I longed for it to be a natural thing.

IT'S THE FUCKING DRUGS I SWEAR! I cleared my throat, "Who's crying?"

"You." He said as I got up and the towel dropped to the couch. "You're going to catch a cold running around in your underwear."

I turned red faced and went upstairs to go get on clothes. I returned in black sweatpants and a grey hoodie. While I was getting dressed I cleaned my face up and decided to deny the red puffy eyes. "Thank you… Shizu-chan." I sing grabbing my food and wandering to my office.

Working will make me feel better. When I turn on my computer and stick food in my mouth I groan. My email is overflowing with WHY AREN'T YOU RESPONDING! Shiki needs to be informed that I'm hurt. I type up a formal email. I'm either going to need a run boy, or recovery time. He decides my clients are too dangerous for any errand boy he has. Shizuo stands in the doorway. "I have to go to work in two days… So we'll need to figure out a schedule, if I'm going to be taking care of you."

I decide to harden my heart, "You're the one who agreed. I just got stuck with you. Do what you want."

Shizuo doesn't glare, he doesn't get mad, and he shocks me. His fingers run through my damp hair, the sudden movement causes me to flinch and freeze, "You didn't get your hair washed on your own."

I sigh heavily, "No… I couldn't reach." My voice is small and out of character.

He turns to walk out, "I'll wash it as soon as you're done eating."

"Shizuo… Why are you here?" My voice is small, sad and begging for an answer.

He sighs and doesn't turn to face me, "Just let me take care of you."

When I finish my lunch/dinner, I walk into the living room. Shizuo is laying on the couch relaxing. He looks so comfortable here, while I'm worried about everything. I have to keep myself together. It's much easier to stop crying when you're pretending to hate him. He glances up at me, "You look comfortable."

He shrugs and gets up, "Ready?"

"What was your plan?" I ask hoping he isn't going to say… Get in the tub.

"Get in the tub and wash your fucking hair? How else?" He says with a smirk.

I go red faced and slowly walk upstairs. I don't want to… Get naked in front of someone who has a six pack. "Great."

Shizuo grabs a bucket from the kitchen to sit on and then a towel while I fill the tub. My heart is racing in my chest and I'm cursing myself. Shizuo gives an, "Oi! What the hell?"

I stand in the doorway of the bathroom and look to him, "What?"

He plucks my knife from the door and looks back at me, "Why the fuck is your knife in the door?"

I blush and shrug before going back into the bathroom. "Are you ready or what?"

"You're eager." He says standing in the doorway behind me. "Fine."

I blush and peel my hoodie off carefully with the help of Shizuo. His chest brushed my back and I stumble away a step. He raises an eyebrow, but I just quickly look away. My hands pause on my sweats. "Turn away." I mumble.

He chuckles lightly, "What?"

"Turn away…" I say a little louder hating myself for being bright red.

"Fine… Fine." I rid myself of the rest of my clothes and climb into the tub. "You good?"

"No but I guess you can start." I pull my knees to my chest to try and cover myself a little.

He chuckles and sits behind me, "Alright."

We fall into weird silence… This is the longest we've gone without trying to kill each other. It's kind of a feat. His fingers are working magic into my hair and I can't help but allow my body to lean into his touch.

When he finishes lathering my head up I rinse it off and he asks, "Did you take a pain killer?"

"Yeah." I answer turning slightly. "Why?"

"You're just really mellow." He answers quietly. "I don't think I've ever seen you… Not snarky."

My face turns red and he starts to rub conditioner into my hair. "Okay."

"You blush a lot." He teases but any trace of anger or hate is gone.

I bite my lip and just continue to let him lather my hair. "You bleach your hair a lot."

He shook his head but a trace of a smile was on his lips, "You know… We're not so bad when we're not destroying the city."

I feel my ears go red, it's probably the only place left to be red. "Can I rinse now?"

"Sure." He rinses off his hands and stands up, "Can you handle it from here?"

"Yeah." I cover myself in the water.

He pauses in the doorway, "Izaya?"

"What?" I ask looking up to him.

"You don't look bad in glasses." His face turns red. "Just so you know."

"Thanks… Shizuo."

His face turns redder at the sound of his actual name. Quickly he covers his mouth lightly with his hand and disappears out the door. I'd like to say that I'm not a stalker… But I know he does that when he's trying to hide a smile that he doesn't want someone to see. Not a stalker… Just so we're clear.

I get myself dressed and then have to ask Shizu- chan to towel dry my hair. He fluffs me up and then sets the towel in my hands, "Why are you doing this?"

"Why can't you ask a different question?" He smirks when my face goes a little red from frustration. "Let me take care of you… Don't wonder why." He changes my bandages and leaves me to my work only coming in to change my bandages.

I work for the rest of the night until midnight. Shizuo has fallen asleep on the couch and I sneak off to my bedroom. He doesn't have a blanket on him though, and it makes me feel bad. With as much ease as I can muster I get a blanket from my closet and go down stairs. My side is starting to hurt again and when I put the blanket over top of him… I need to be alone in my room. "Izaya." He moans pulling the blanket around him.

My face flushes and I end up in my room, trying not to moan out his name. I don't welcome the morning. The part of me that is embarrassed stares at my dirtied hand and hopes the world ends that instant… Part of me is hopeful. I clean away the evidence of my love and remove my glasses. For a second my mind flashes back to his words earlier. You don't look bad in glasses. I bury my face into my pillow and I can smell his scent there.

The tears start for the second time today and I bury my face there, forgetting that he'll most likely come in to check on me. "Izaya?" His voice carries to me. The blanket I had put on him hangs around his shoulders like a small child. I even out my breathing despite the sobs and he climbs in next to me. I sigh heavily feeling the ache dull a bit as he gets comfortable. I feel his lips touch the back of my head and gasp. "You weren't asleep… Were you?"

I don't reply I just shift and push myself to him. I'll deal with whatever is happening between us later, right now… I want to just sleep. I want to sleep in his arms… And pretend. Maybe I should just let him take care of me? No… I'm not going to think. Shizuo sighed behind me and I relaxed into him. If only this is what life was always like, maybe I wouldn't be so- "I love you… Izaya."

I hope to fucking whoever you wanna believe in, he was asleep!

Okay... Don't be mad! I know I left it in kind of a crappy spot! I want a little bit of Izaya going crazy in love so... Let it happen! As always leave reviews! Fav! Follow! THANK YOU! :) Don't hate me for the way I ended this chapter! I promise we'll address it next chapter!