I climbed out of the van and started walking toward the warehouse where Izaya was being held. I wanted to look back at them, but I know that I shouldn't look to them for support. I had to do this alone. There was no reason to get anyone else dragged into this. After all, I had gotten Izaya captured. Even though he was an asshole flea, he didn't deserve this. I just fight him when I see him; there's a difference. That difference is that we are on equal ground. This situation is completely weighted and one sided. It's untelling what they've done to him. So, this is what kept me walking through this dark street with only the moonlight and a little light from other buildings to guide me.

It didn't take long for me to reach the front door of the warehouse. From inside I could hear a crowd of voices talking. I hadn't thought this through really. Could I just walk through the front door? Should I look for a back door? Then what will I fight with once inside? I can't use my usual stop signs or lamp poles. The closest thing would be a support column, but that would be bad for all of us.

After a minute of standing there staring at the door, I decided I might as well just walk in the front. This was going to be bad no matter which entrance I used and I didn't have time to bust down a locked door. That would also give them a heads up. I reached forward, twisted the knob, and pushed the door open. I stepped in to see every face in the building turn to look at me. I surveyed the scene and saw a large tank full of water on the left side of the warehouse. A chain was hanging above it that went all the way up to the ceiling. The other end was wrapped around Izaya's wrists.

The rage must have came out of nowhere because the next thing I knew, the metal door wasn't attached to the wall anymore. I had ripped it off and started swinging. The rage took over my mind and I set on a straight, fixed path toward Izaya. As I got closer, I saw that he had a chain around his ankles that was attached to the bottom of the tank. The water was just below his nose.

Gang members were closing in behind me, but all I wanted in that moment was to get Izaya out. I swung the door into the tank, causing it to shatter and send water and glass pouring out all over the floor. The swing didn't stop there though, I just went on around and took out the members closing in behind me. I kept swinging until I had dwindled their numbers to where they no longer felt strong enough to fight me. Most of them fled out of the side doors that were on both sides of the building. Some stayed and tried to fight, but my door quickly took care of them.

It didn't matter. All that mattered in that moment was that I got Izaya out of here. He had been off the other day after he had been in the water, and these bastards had held him in a tank of water. I swung the door and hit the chain between his feet and the floor of what remained of the tank. Then, I hit the chain holding him up. As soon as the door broke the chain, I let it go. It went flying through the air as Izaya fell.

I wrapped my arms around him to keep him from hitting the ground. His hands and the chain hit my head and blood clouded my vision. I didn't feel the pain though. I guess the adrenaline was blocking it out. I sat Izaya down so I could get a good grip to carry him. The first thing I noticed was how much he was shaking. I looked at his eyes and they were staring beyond me.

"Oui, Izaya, are you okay?" His eyes were still staring past me though. He made no sign that he had heard me speak. The next thing I know is a loud bang that seemed to bounce off the walls and assault my ears.

"Shit!" Pain shot through my right thigh. I stumbled, but regained my footing and started to run. Each impact my right foot had with the ground sent another ripple of pain through my leg, but I had to keep going if I didn't want more pain. More shots rang out as I kicked down a side door with my left leg and barreled through it.

"Guys! Van, now!" I ran out and to the left toward the road, looking around for the van to show up. Then I saw it speeding out of where it had been parked and come flying down the road toward me. It came to a screeching stop a few feet down from where I was. As I got closer, the door was thrown open and I jumped in as another gunshot went off. A bullet went flying through the van. I shielded Izaya as best as I could while being thrown off balance by Saburo flooring it.

"Anyone hit?" Kadota called from the front seat. A chorus of no came from the others.

"It looks like it went through the new door." Erika piped up.

"Of course!" Saburo yelled, flinging his hands up off of the steering wheel for a moment.

After a minute or two of silence, Shinra turned around to face me. "What happened in there?"

"I took them out with a door. When their numbers got lower, they ran."

"And the gunshots?"

"One stayed and decided he would have one last hurrah."

"How is Izaya?"

"I talked to him for a bit in the warehouse. He didn't seem to hear me. He's also shaking pretty bad." At this, Erika started whispering to Walker. I couldn't distinguish their words. There was no telling with them, though.

"Here, let me look at him." I unwrapped myself from the position I had jumped into and sat up to allow Shinra by me. As he got close to Izaya, a terrified look crossed his face and he flailed across the narrow strip of floor between the seats and the wall to the back of the van.

"Izaya, calm down. It's me Shinra, we went to school together, remember? You are safe now." Shinra kept slowly getting closer to Izaya and he started screaming. Never in my life have I heard him scream or had I been more surprised. Shinra immediately pulled back.

"Shizuo, he seems to be okay with you being near him, but not me. I'm going to need you to sit with him and do what I tell you to do."

"Um, okay." I moved toward Izaya slowly, but he made no move to get away.

"See if he will sit on the back seat." Shinra began barking orders.

"Izaya, will you sit on this seat here for me?" He stared at me a minute, looked at Namie sitting on the seat, and looked back at me shaking his head no.

"Ask him why." Shinra ordered. I didn't really understand why we had to do this now, but Shinra is the doctor.

"Why don't you want to sit on the seat?" He didn't say anything, just looked at Namie.

"Ask him if you are the only one that Izaya wants around him right now." I looked at Shinra for a minute, and then reluctantly turned back to Izaya.

"Am I the only one you are okay with being near you?" He nodded in response.

"Why?" I ask, not caring if Shinra wanted to ask something else. I was curious. I had never seen Izaya like this.

"Because you are like me." If it hadn't been a serious moment, everyone in the van would have laughed. I just stared at him.

"Does anyone have a coat? Izaya is shaking." I decided to change the subject. Kadota and walker both pulled theirs off and passed them back. I took them and covered Izaya in them. He made it easier by pulling his knees to his chest. I put one jacket around his shoulders and the other covered his legs. He looked like a scared, wet child in the tight corner of the van.

"Your leg is bleeding." He mumbled. While I was observing him, he must have also been observing me too. Izaya said it quietly, but Shinra caught it. And Shinra made it known very loudly.

"Why is your leg bleeding?!" Shinra's yelling made Izaya flinch and burry his head behind his arms and legs.

"I got shot. Nothing too bad." This earned an angry scowl from Shinra.

"I know you are strong, but you are still human Shizuo." I had no response so he continued, "Let me look at it." Shinra said, sighing from frustration. He ripped my pants slightly above where the blood was the darkest and ripped some fabric off of the cloth. He took it and tied it tight above where the bullet had entered then pressed another piece down on my wound, making me hiss in pain. "Hold pressure on that."

"Is Shizuo okay?" Izaya's muffled voice came from behind me.

"Yes, he came to me a year or two ago with a bullet wound much worse than this one. He recovered from that just fine." Shinra answered, sounding a little like a mother. The van turned and then came to a stop.

"Shizuo, I don't want you carrying Izaya with your leg but I doubt he'll let anyone else carry him. So, I will go find my bolt cutters. Shinra slid the door open and hopped out of the van.

"Guys, I think it would be best if we didn't stay since Izaya isn't himself. Namie, if you don't want to stay, we can give you a ride home." Kadota spoke up from the front to break the silence.

"I won't stay, I'll just let Shinra call me when Izaya is better. A ride would be great, thank you…..Shizuo, can you hand me your earpiece?"

"Yeah, I had forgot about it." I pulled the piece out and handed it to her. Shinra and Celty came sprinting out of the building. She must have beat us home. Shinra handed the bolt cutters to me.

"Izaya, I'm going to cut the chains off of you. Is that okay?" He pulled his head up and nodded, then unfolded his legs from his chest. I took that as a sign to cut those first. After a few minutes, his hands and legs were free. I stepped out of the van and handed the bolt cutters back to Shinra. I decided to not ask why he had them. Izaya got out behind me after leaving the jackets in the van. He still stayed close to me though. We followed Shinra back inside and took the elevator up to their apartment.