A/N: To follow the plan or not to follow the plan, ah, that my beautiful readers is the question. Your questions about this chapter have made me wonder if perhaps, I am making a terrible mistake.

Seeing as this story is one of the only Shizaya Omegaverse stories on this site, I feel responsible for not only seeing it through but also not letting it turn into a piece of shit. Unfortunately, as I see it now, it can only go two ways.

But we'll see. I'm just as in the dark as you are here.

Enjoy.

Izaya Orihara didn't believe in guardian angels.

He also didn't believe in divine intervention.

And he didn't believe in miracles.

The concept of a godly being doing something to stop the natural course of human events to save one individual from a fate that they might or might not deserve was wholly foreign to Izaya. As a self-proclaimed god, he had seen the worst of humanity play out before him and he had never once felt the urge to stop it all just to protect a mere mortal. They weren't worth it in the grand scheme of things. Very few were.

Because of this principle, Izaya had never relied on outside forces once in his life to protect him. He saw the faithful, how they prostrated themselves before a god whom they hoped would reward them with safety and a good life. All they received for there troubles was silence, they were hurt just as any other human was. Likewise, he'd seen Omegas bending over backward for their Alpha, all for the hope of protection. In the end, they too were ignored and hurt, often by the very Alpha they ran to for safety.

The only thing Izaya could trust was himself. If he got hurt, it was his fault, if he made a mistake, only he bore the consequences. Whatever security there was to be had, the raven had to cultivate it for himself. Because he was an Omega, and a male one at that, Izaya was forced to protect himself or be trampled by the world.

If he failed, he had only himself to blame and there would be no one running to save him.

So when Izaya had called out weakly for Shizuo, his monster, his beast, his Alpha, he hadn't expected to see him appear. Because when in his life had he ever done anything to deserve help, pity or salvation, particularly from the very person he'd just rejected in such a violent way?

And he hadn't seen Shizuo.

But he'd heard him.

He heard the earth-shaking roar as it echoed over the rooftops and he could smell the fear of his assailants as it tainted the air. Even more powerful however was the rush of Shizuo's scent that filled the air, blotting out the rancid stench of the other Alphas and his own pathetic fear. The pheromones it carried made his knees go weak as a single thought materialized in his mind.

He came for me.

All Izaya saw was a flash of bleach blond hair as Shizuo suddenly dominated his vision, seizing one of his tormentors and throwing him. The man went flying off the roof, leaving only a terrified scream behind. Izaya couldn't help but cower away from the enraged monster, unable to help the fear that raced through him as Shizuo's fist flashed past his face, hitting the man behind the raven.

The moment the tension on his hair was released, Izaya dropped to the ground and curled up, trying to make himself a smaller target. Honestly, he wasn't sure who he was scared of, the Alphas who had almost raped him, or Shizuo himself. The blond's scent was one of pure ire, intense rage. It made the hairs on the back of Izaya's neck stand on end and his whole body shake.

From his position, Izaya could hear the remaining man's pleas for mercy, babbled words that had no effect on Shizuo at all. The reason for the beast's fury was obvious, he saw Izaya as his. These men had attacked his Omega and there was nothing that could stop Shizuo from painting the rooftop with their blood.

There was a resounding crack of bone that made Izaya whimper. Though Shizuo might be his soul mate, the beast could still hurt him by accident, especially if he was out of his mind with anger. Trapped in this weakened state, Izaya wouldn't be able to protect himself in the slightest if Shizuo ended up turning his Alpha rage on him.

Suddenly, Izaya felt rough hands grab him and drag him upright as a voice growled in his ear, "This is all your fault you little shit." Fear pumping blood back into the limbs that had started to seize up with shock, Izaya frantically fought the painful arm that was tightening around his throat. "Thought you could just escape?" Sounds of fear tumbling from his throat, Izaya wriggled against the filthy male but to no avail.

"Don't move, Alpha." Those words were directed at Shizuo. Izaya could see the monster's muscles tense before he very slowly spun around. As Shizuo moved, the arm around Izaya's throat tightened further and the raven's eyes widened as his body protested the lack of air. The beast's eyes blazed with raw power and fury, making Izaya wonder if the beast was about to charge. If he did, there was very little doubt in Izaya's mind that the monster would kill both him and his captor.

Desperately, Izaya used what strength he still possessed in an attempt to escape, hs body rejecting the idea of death violently, but his efforts proved futile. The raven's heat coupled with Shizuo's overpowering scent made his limbs weak and his movements sluggish. I'm going to die, he thought, his heart hammering if fear. My own Alpha is going to kill me.

Unexpectedly, some of the righteous anger in Shizuo's eyes was reined in by the blond as he fought to keep himself under control. "Let. Him. Go, right now." Izaya felt the dominance pulsing from Shizuo and the fearful tremble of the Alpha behind him that was accompanied by increased pressure on his windpipe. Clawing at the man's arm, Izaya tried to draw breath but found he couldn't.

Shizuo looked to be on a hair trigger and Izaya knew it wouldn't be long before he attacked. Slowly, Izaya's Alpha advanced, frightening the remaining attacker. "You're in no position to make demands!" the man holding Izaya snapped, his voice belaying the fear he felt. The concrete bit at Izaya's bare skin as the weaker Alpha dragged him backward, away from the blond. Hissing involuntarily in pain, the raven attempted to drag oxygen into his lungs, whimpering as tears pricked at his eyes and his chest burned.

Vision blurring and going black, Izaya's eyes focused on Shizuo just in time to watch the beast's patience run out. "Get your hands off my Omega!" Quicker than the raven's eyes could track him, Shizuo lunged forward and buried his fist in the weaker Alpha's face. Izaya could hear the crunch of bone as the arm around his neck finally loosened. Blood rushing to his head, Izaya felt the ground fall out from under his feet as he crumpled to the rooftop, his protesting lungs not leaving enough air for him to make a sound.

Instead of the hard crack of pavement Izaya had been expecting, the battered Omega felt warmth and comfort suffuse through his body as strong arms caught him, breaking his inevitable fall. Painfully aware of the shivers wracking his form, Izaya couldn't stop himself from curling up into Shizuo's hold. Fear still racing through his body, the raven gulped in air and tried to calm himself down as he felt himself be lifted up by his Alpha. My Alpha. The words felt undeniably right yet so entirely wrong.

Tears rushed to his eyes as Izaya pushed back against himself. He shouldn't want this, he was supposed to hate Shizuo and despise the very thought of letting an Alpha hold him in such a delicate, caring manner, but Izaya didn't. Shizuo's scent, his warm chest and his steady heartbeat were intensely calming, soothing away the ache in his joints and the chill in his blood. Clenching his teeth to hold back a sob, Izaya squeezed his eyes tighter and wished he could hate this as much as he had told himself he would.

Gently, Shizuo's calloused hands wrapped Izaya in the familiar weight of his coat before dabbing the wetness in the corners of the informant's eyes. "It's okay Izaya." The raven could feel Shizuo's chest rumble with his words, hear them echoing through his tired body as they chipped away at the wall of fear in Izaya's mind. "I'm not going to let anyone touch you like that again." Except for you, ne? The thought wasn't bitter, it was but a murmur in the base of Izaya's skull. "You're safe, I promise."

It was the heady, settling scent of Shizuo that finally calmed him, or at least, that's what Izaya told himself. Because it couldn't have been the words that he'd so desperately needed to hear. Those were meaningless, they shouldn't affect him at all. As he pressed his face into the beast's shirt, Izaya swore to himself that it was instincts that made him trust Shizuo, that made him want to be nearer to him.

Above all else, Izaya would never have admitted to the spark of contentment in his gut as he shuddered once and at last passed out.

Safe.

It was the first thought that crossed Izaya's mind as he slowly drifted back into the realm of the living. Everything around him was warm and comforting, heavy but in just the right way. He felt loose, comfortable, right. In all his life, Izaya couldn't recall waking up to such a perfect state of existence.

The air smelled heavenly, heady yet soothing. Thick like it was infused with a light layer of smoke yet enticing and sweet, the atmosphere coaxed him into consciousness slowly, pleasantly. Curling in on himself involuntarily, Izaya's fingers met the folds of a blanket and he drew it closer, inhaling the glorious scent that permeated the air. Though he was too sleepy to fully recognize the scent, his body knew instinctively that it was good and a purr escaped the waking raven. Everything smelled like tenderness and safety, making Izaya shudder slightly as he squirmed deeper into his soft haven.

Gradually, Izaya's eyes opened of their own accord. The room he was in was dim, the only light coming from the evening glow reflecting over the sheets he was under. It took the raven a moment to realize he wasn't exactly in his own bed but the knowledge didn't disturb his tired mind. With a small yawn, Izaya stretched his legs out, noting as he did so that he was wearing jeans, the stiff fabric having left creases imprinted in his skin.

As his mind slowly shifted back into gear, Izaya recalled the events before he woke up here. Everything felt distant, surreal like they hadn't happened to him but instead to another person entirely. Shizuo was the first thing that truly made any sense to him. The monster had chased him, hadn't he? During his heat no less…

He caught me.

Coming more alert, Izaya swallowed as more memories presented themselves to him with painful clarity. Suddenly he was remembering Shizuo's body pressed against his, the beast's hot breath on his neck and glowing, possessive eyes.

He found out what I am.

Feeling increasingly filthy, Izaya rubbed at his arms and chest as he recalled the Alphas on the roof, their disgusting touches and the suffocating fear that had gripped him. He almost panicked when his fingers met unfamiliar material and the raven looked down to find he was wearing an old tee-shirt that he'd never seen before in his life. Who- How-?

Struggling to sit upright in bed, Izaya bit his lip to hold back a terrified sound as he realized where he must be. Shizuo's house, Shizuo's room, oh god, I can't deal with this right now, this shouldn't be happening! Fear slipping under his skin faster than he'd have thought possible, Izaya's eyes flickered about the room. Shizuo's scent, his intoxicating pheromones assaulted him from all sides, choking him. What had he done? What had he allowed to happen? Pawing at the sheets, Izaya tried to move but his body wouldn't respond to him, the familiar ache returning as his limbs protested his actions.

The memory of Shizuo's arms around him made Izaya press his hands into his eyes and bite his lip hard enough to draw blood. He'd acted so weak, he'd let Shizuo take him back to his house and Izaya hadn't even fought it. No, he'd welcomed it. All the things he'd been fighting against for so long and he'd just given in.

I need to get out of here, I need to get away from Shizuo, my Alpha.

No, not his anything, never his anything. Izaya rejected the very notion, his mind rebelling against it. I don't belong here, I can't be here! Trying to escape from Shizuo's bed, Izaya frantically pushed himself upright only to have his legs give up and remain uselessly limp. After a moment of struggling his arms too gave out and the raven found himself becoming hopelessly entangled in the sheets. The worse it got the more he panicked and the more he flailed the more his body hurt. What made it all so much more impossible was Shizuo's scent, it's pheromones heavily impacting Izaya in ways that terrified him. He'd never been so wholly enveloped in the beast as he was in that moment.

As his skin started tightening and growing itchy and painful, Izaya felt terrified tears welling up behind his eyes. My heat should be over, I can't deal with this! It was just like in that alley before, only this time he couldn't run any further, he was entirely trapped. Izaya gasped in a breath and he nearly choked as his own scent invaded his nostrils, overwhelming and full of Omega pheromones. His body was instinctively reacting to the smell of rutting Alpha, the scent the room was bathed in. Yet still he fought, crying out silently as his hips ached and he shot unmercifully hard in his jeans.

No, this can't be happening to me, not here, not now! Shizuo's pheromones made him feel dizzy, almost incapable of movement. Tears spilled over his cheeks as his body twisted in pain and arousal, desperate to get away yet at the same time seeking relief. Sucking in lungfuls of air, Izaya whimpered pitifully as his lower body burned like it was on fire. Everything smelled like the beast, his Alpha, there wasn't any escape from it. This wasn't safety, this was a cage.

Hips jerking into the mattress against his will, Izaya swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth as a moan escaped his lips and tears escaped his eyes. That stupid brute, that dumb beast! His erection throbbed hatefully and Izaya couldn't help the keening cry that came from his throat. Ever bit of his body longed for Shizuo's touch, begged for the hot press of his Alpha's body, but his mind fought his instincts. He couldn't mate, he couldn't let Shizuo bond with him, it didn't matter how good it would feel, all it would result in was pain.

Suddenly, Shizuo's scent got stronger and Izaya was able to dimly make out the sound of the beast's footsteps. Panicking, Izaya thrashed in his self-made prison, groaning as pain and pleasure raced across his skin. Let me out, let me go! Crying out again, Izaya collapsed face first into the sheets and bit down on them, trying to hold back a desperate scream. Oh god, he's going to mate me, I don't- I can't- Please no! Twisting again, even though it was useless, Izaya watched as the room vanished under suffocating blankets and sheets. His body felt too hot, his groin, too hard. Everything hurt.

Please, let me go, his mind begged as a sob escaped his mouth, its progress muffled by the fabric covering his face. I don't want an Alpha! It would hurt too much.

The knob clicked as it turned and the door swung open. "Izaya?" just the sound of Shizuo's voice alone made Izaya moan, yet at the same time shake with fear. He couldn't even see the beast, he could only smell his powerful pheromones and hear the alarm in his words as he said, "Izaya, fucking stop, you're only making it worse." Warm hands touched the sheets and Izaya choked as he desperately fought to get away.

"Don't touch me!" he spat, his voice broken and scared. "G-get away from me Shizu-chan." His erection ached as he dragged it against the tangled sheets and he clamped down on his already bleeding lip to hold back the sounds that threatened to escape.

"Fucking hold still flea," Shizuo growled, his voice warning yet still concerned. "You're hurting yourself!"

"I don't care," Izaya wailed, retracting into as small a ball as he could manage. His instincts screamed for Shizuo but he denied those powerful urges with every atom of his being. "I h-hate you!"

Without warning Izaya felt his pathetic tangle of sheets and blankets being lifted up and a second later warm, powerful arms were wrapped around him, keeping him from struggling. "Tough shit, I don't hate you," Shizuo growled, his actions causing Izaya's frantic movements to cease. "And unless you can actually get out of there, it looks like you're stuck with me."

Izaya's throat closed up as Shizuo peeled back the sheets and fresh air hit his red, tear-soaked face. The Alpha's eyes were full of feeling, worry, and concern. Even though his pheromones were thick in the air, he didn't make a move on Izaya. All he did was tighten his protective hold around the raven and slowly rock him back and forth.

"I'm not going to do anything to you Izaya, I promise," he muttered, lowering his head to nuzzle Izaya's neck, his Alpha scent permeating the Omega's body as Shizuo moved to rub his scent glands over the raven's. The bare restraint in his movements evident. Despite the weak protestations his mind made against the blond scent-marking him, Izaya whined in pleasure as a rush of coolness broke through the oppressive fire racing over his skin.

Gently, Shizuo unraveled the tangled sheets that ensnared the Omega. Izaya clenched his fingers to keep from making a sound, whether it be a noise of pleasure or of fear. Although to be honest he wasn't afraid, no, he yearned for more contact, wanted Shizuo to give in to the instincts he was clearly fighting. I should hate him, but I crave him.

"You're okay now, you don't have to keep fighting," Shizuo murmured, freeing Izaya's weak arms from their tangled prison. Hesitantly, he grabbed one of Izaya's wrists and carefully rubbed his pulse point, working his Alpha musk into the raven's skin. Izaya bit his already raw lip but didn't pull away, he just watched Shizuo with thinly veiled want. It's just my heat, right? I couldn't possibly want Shizuo for any other reason than that.

Cautiously, Izaya relaxed against Shizuo's chest and let himself absorb the pheromones pulsing from the beast. He could feel Shizuo's hands gently running up and down his sides, carefully trailing across his spine, sending aroused shivers through his body. The touches weren't demanding, they weren't even possessive, but they made Izaya light headed and dizzy with desire. He felt torn between pushing the beast further and just letting it rest like it was. I'm going to regret it if I give in, I know I will.

Oh, but would he? Did it even matter?

"I'm- Ah, shit." Shizuo cleared his throat awkwardly. "I'm sorry about what happened before, Izaya. I should never have- I shouldn't have pushed you back there in the alley like that, even if I wanted to." Izaya's stomach rebelled at the heavy regret in Shizuo's voice. No, I want you to! Just let me do something idiotic you stubborn Alpha. Flat palms ran over Izaya's waist, slipping under the hem of his shirt and soothing the bruised skin there. "I scared you, I- I'm sorry."

Is this what having an Alpha is really like? Tender and kind? Slowly, Izaya shook his head, noting the way Shizuo's warm hands stilled when he did. "Don't be stupid Shizu-chan," he scolded, his voice coming out rough and scratchy. The beast chuckled and Izaya felt his fingers ghosting over the top of his jeans, so gentle, almost worshiping the raven with their attention. I was just being irrational, ne? Izaya thought distantly, his arousal twitching as Shizuo's fingers rubbed circles over his aching hips. How could I have known better?

"You know, not all Alphas are complete pieces of shit," Shizuo commented, his hot breath ghosting past Izaya's ear, making him shiver. "I know I'm not exactly the best example of a good person but I would never have hurt you if I'd known-"

Arching ever so slightly into Shizuo's touch, Izaya managed to sound at least slightly offended when he hissed, "I never wanted special treatment Shizu-chan, I wanted respect. I'm not some delicate Omega who needs to be protected from everything." The bruises marring his chest and face spoke to the contrary but Shizuo didn't bring that up and for that small allowance, Izaya was grateful.

"I know, I- Fighting with you is- was, fucking perfect." Shizuo's ripple of mirth spread over Izaya's neck and he didn't try to stop the needy whine that bubbled up from his lungs. "Shit, I'm not making sense. It's just, everybody else is scared of me but you never were, no matter what I did. I guess it makes sense that we're…" The beast trailed off and his buried his face in the crook of the raven's neck. "Sorry."

He's right, ne? We were made for this. Fate can be so fickle Shizu-chan…

Fingers traveling under his borrowed shirt and tracing his ribcage, Shizuo added, "I know it makes you upset, I won't bring it up again." The callouses from so many fights scraped against Izaya's sensitive skin, quickening his breathing as he shuddered needily. Does he know what his touches are doing to me?

"Stop apologizing!" Izaya snapped before a wanton moan pushed itself from his throat. Shizuo's hands stilled on the raven's waist, gripping his hips gently yet firmly. There was beating tension in the clench of Shizuo's jaw as he pushed himself away from Izaya with a wide-eyed look. Lust swirled in his golden eyes and yet still he held back, honoring what he thought were Izaya's wishes as best as he could. Stop it Shizuo, stop holding back, I know what you want! Just do it already you idiot, does it look like I'm stopping you?

"Izaya," Shizuo said his name like a warning, another damn apology. Hissing, Izaya made a split second decision. Was he was going to regret this? Probably. Did he care?

No.

"Shut up Shizu-chan," Izaya could feel the shiver his heated command caused the beast travel under his hands. Letting go of his inhibitions, Izaya shed the remaining sheets that pooled around his lower half before straddling the beast's waist and pressing their upper bodies together. Feeling Shizuo's own hard erection straining at his black slacks, Izaya bit back a satisfied smirk. Oh yes, this was what he wanted.

"Izaya, wait," Shizuo protested, a groan rumbling out of his chest as Izaya rolled his hips over the beast's, grinding against his arousal. "You're not thinking clearly, we shouldn't- You're not making rational decisions right n- Fuck!" Izaya effectively cut him off with another press of his hard member against Shizuo's.

"I know exactly what I want," Izaya breathed, eyelids heavy with lust. "I'm thinking clearly enough to know that I want nothing more than for you to fuck me into the bed, right now. Don't try to be reasonable Shizu-chan, I really don't have the patience for that."

Suddenly, Izaya felt his back hit the bed as Shizuo flipped their positions. Kneeling between his spread legs, Izaya's Alpha growled, "And what about when you wake up tomorrow and hate what happened right now? What then?"

It was Izaya's last chance to back out, Shizuo was offering him one last opportunity to back out of what he'd started. He's right you know, the voice in the back of his head muttered. This goes against every principle you've ever held. Stifling that voice of decent, Izaya reached up and threaded his thin fingers in Shizuo's hair before yanking the monster down. "Just stop talking and kiss me Shizu-chan."

A/N: Well fuck, I did not see that coming. You see people, this is what happens when I try to write fluff! It turns out like this.

Okay, now just let me go back and rewrite the entire plot…

Whatever happens, I'm not responsible. There goes all my delicious angst I had planned.

Goddamnit.

Well, looks like the next chapter is going to be smut!