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Shizuo's POV

Izaya should be home from school any minute and I'm freaking out. Normally I would happy that I get to see him, but things definitely haven't been normal lately. It had been a few days since I had received the threatening letter and now that I was done worrying about his recovery, I was back to worrying about the demon child.

I know Izaya hasn't had a long time to recover from what happened, but he seemed to be getting better. Maybe he's ready.

I have to say something when he gets home. But how was I going to say it? I've been asking myself that question a lot lately haven't I?

Before I could go over the conversation in my head at least once, two knocks interrupted me.

Izaya is here.

I always leave the door unlocked, I'm not afraid of robbers, im a demon, and if they happen to stop by while I'm not home, well, I have nothing worth stealing anyway. Except Izaya.

But no matter how many times I tell him to just walk in, he never dose. I don't know if he just forgets or if it's because he wants to be polite, or maybe he just wants to annoy me with having me get up to answer the door.

"The doors open". I call, and Izaya steps into my apartment.

He approaches me smiling and wraps his arms around my neck, leaning in for a kiss.

I wrap my arms around his waist and give him a peck on the lips before getting down to business.

I pulled away from him, keeping my hands placed on his waist so he knows that I have something to say before he goes to make a snack or go on the internet.

"Izaya", I say hesitantly. "We need to talk".

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Normal POV

Shizuo lay in bed with Izaya in his arms, his thoughts drifting to the previous night. He had had sex with Izaya.

But let me explain.

It takes a long time to recover from something like Izaya has been through, so why was Izaya ready for something like this?

Well, after the long conversation they had, Shizuo decided to call Izaya's demon psychiatrist. He explained what had been going on during the time Izaya had spent in therapy.

The psychiatrist had been slowly erasing the event from Izaya's memory.

This demon psychiatrist had a special talent, and that was mind control. He could hypnotize, control ones actions, thoughts and emotions, make someone believe that something is there when it's not, aka paranoia, and of course, he could erase memory, and replace with something else, in this case something more pleasant.

Not every demon was born with a gift or talent, Shizuo himself is nothing special, but the demons who do have a gift, tend to use for the benefit of themselves and not others, that's why Shizuo was vaguely suspicious, but he decided to let the thought pass, after all, there have to be some good people out there.

A/N: Okay, this one is really short, much like the rest of the chapters in this story, now I feel bad, sorry. So far I haven't been planning my chapters, (obviously) but I definitely have an idea for the next chapter, it will longer and hopefully out before Christmas.

I don't know how long its been since I last updated but I'm sure its been a little longer than usual, sorry, I'll try to update more regularly.