I do not own Durarara- and that`s good, believe me! I would have pretty screwed it up.

Well here`s a story bout Izaya, having to choose between two guys; The onw he used to hate and the one he used to love.

Sorry, if chapters will take some time sometimes- have a lot of work to do

Andway; Here we gooo. Have fun :)

Shinra, you`re fucking nutts!

Oh come on, I said my sorrys so often by now. You seemed to like him back then.

Shizuo looked at his friend with his mouth wide open. Like? He liking this.. thing? Shinra had always been delusional, but this?

You`re totally going crazy. The blonde shook his head.

Oh, yeah, I know. It`s cause my loooovely Celty stands there and waits for meeeeee Suddenly Shinra was all lovey-dovey-like.

Shizuo rolled his eyes and started to light a cigarette.

See ya tomorrow Shinra. He waved goodbye and went to the other decision to go home. It had been a long and confusion day and all he wanted to do right now was going home, slurring a hot cup of cocoa and went to bed to make homework. But his thought traveled away. Again.

To white ivory skin and black hairs like the feathers of a raven.

Shinra had just wanted to make them get together- he knew it, but Shinra was an idiot. How would they ever get along?

Shizuo sighed. He had lost it today again. Again he was racing through the hallways behind him to catch him, to rip his head off of his neck. And again he missed him every single time. He never knew what made him angrier.

Oh crap, he thought. This was becoming so annoying. The other boy was in his head, yeah. He couldn't and wouldn`t deny it.

He inhaled and exhaled the smoke of his cigarette one last time before it died out and sighed again.

Fuck you.

Dootachiiiin?

What`s wrong, Izaya? Kadota looked at his kinda-boyfriend quizzically.

I`m bored. Let`s do something. Let`s go out! The raven spared him a big smile.

Oh well, if you want to. Here we go., he answered and stood up.

Izaya moved with him. Up from the couch, out of the door.

And when Kadota coughed his hand, he let him do.

Although he was tired from the day, he had to go out. He had to see another person. Even if it was to piss him off. He loved this dance of theirs.

Dotachin? He was kinda boring. It was all the same with him. Cuddling, sweet kissing.. And he was lame in bed.

But he liked him. So he stayed with him.

Maybe Dotachin knows my troubles, he thought. In the last weeks he`s getting more possessive.

Yeah, that was right. Since Izaya started to go seek for Shizu-chan to piss him off.

Maybe he should show him, that he was his man- momentary, but still.

Dotachin? Wanna go to the cinema? The raven flashed his best sweet smile at the bigger boy, unaware of the turmoil it send Kadota through.

After a moment of silence, he answered Yeah sure. Why not? and Izaya started to ramble on about some movies. As to why they`re good or bad and why the actor was a stupid hypocrite and so on.

He knew Kadota liked it when he started to ramble. He felt as if Izaya would trust him more. And when he was happy, Izaya was kinda happy too.

They wasn`t dating long, only a couple of weeks, but still. Shinra had introduced them. He may failed with the decision to ty and get him together with Shizu-chan, but still. He had Dotachin.

And he was happy with what he was given.

It was late, but Shizuo couldn't care less. He seriously needed some cigarettes before someone would die.

He had an argument with Kasuka, his little brother. And although the whole world thought, he couldn`t show feelings, Shizuo knew, what Kasuka felt every time.

Shizuo had nearly thrown a computer at Kasuka.

That was when he left. He ran away. Again. He hated it. This fucking strength.

As he strolled outside the streets of Ikebukuro, the boy calmed down a bit. But he still needed to get some smokers. So he went to the next shop to buy some.

Better. He thought while inhaling the smoke deeply. It calmed him down very fast. And he was strolling again through the streets.

How could one day last so long? He was so tired of all this.

The blond shook his head, his golden eyes looking dull on the street down to his feets. That was when he heard something a few feet away. In the next side street, to be more specific.

Ikebukuro was a big city. Even at night there where a few people on the street.

Don`t touch me.

He knew that voice. But it sounded.. afraid?

Now he was curios. Curiosity kills the cat, yeah he knew, but hey; He was just a boy, too.

So casually he strode nearer.

Oh, I think I will. What will you do against? You`re just a little boy, failing to hold his nose out of things which seriously you`d better stayed out of.

Shizuo wrinkled his eyebrows. That voice was new. It sounded powerful.

You don`t tell me what I have to do! Now get your hands off of-

And suddenly the voice shut up.

The blond, now standing right beside the entrance of the street, was waging to go in or to go away.

Then he heard a muffled scream and some muffled `fuck you`s. They sounded afraid. This time he was sure. So without a second thought, he went inside. And what he saw made him catch his breath.

There was Izaya. Being held against a wall, with fear in his red eyes, a hand on his mouth and his knife nowhere to seen. The man in front of him was big. A full head bigger than he himself. And from the looks of it, he wanted to make sure Izaya never failed to hold his nose out of things again. He wore white trousers and a white jacket.

The man hadn`t noticed Shizuo by now. He wasn`t even sure if Izaya noticed him. He stood there still like in shock. He never saw that.. thing in the ravens eyes. He`d never saw him terrified and.. weak.

Izaya struggled to get free, he was getting hopelessly-er by the seconds ticking away. And then he finally recognize Shizuo and stood still.

Ah, finally accepting, are you?

Then Shizuo knew where Izayas knife was. But it was too fast for his brain to catch up.

Suddenly Izaya screamed an scream of pain. Suddenly the knife in the man`s hands- Izayas knife- was red. And suddenly the man laid there under Shizuo while he was beating down on him faster than he ever imagined he could.

He only stopped when he heard a soft Shizu-chan.. beside him.

In the middle of beating the white man to a bloody bulb, he stopped.

And remembered. Izaya, being injured, laying on the floor just a few feet away.

Fast he strolled over to the little raven and for the first time in his life, he wasn`t feeling anger or the urge to let him die there.

Shizu-chan..? Izayas protest was weak, when Shizu lifted his shirt to see how much damage the knife had made.

It wasn`t that bad. The wound was big, but not very deep. The rest of Izayas upper body was slowly beginning to get blue and green.

I`ll bring ya to the hospital.

No.. they`ll find.. me there. He opened his eyes shortly to look at him. He`s from the.. Yakuza.

Shizuo froze again. But he caught himself faster this time.

Then I`ll bring you to my apartment. One way or another- we need to get this wound closed.

Izaya wasn`t complaining this time. He was weak. Much too weak for his likings.

So Shizuo just hold him up, carefully of his injured body, and took him bridal-style to his house. He was walking fast, turning his head ever so often this way or the other. He was looking for them.

Just try, he thought. Just try and ya`ll die.

He was confused. Of course. He used to hate Izaya. And Izaya used to hate him. Why was he helping him? That look in his eyes.. Shizuo shook his head. He was too confused to think about right now. All he could think off was the small raven in his arms, cuddling against him. He was hurt and he had pain. He`d lost a lot of blood and Shizuo bet it had been a hard night for him, too.

Arriving at Shizuos house, Shizuo let out a sigh of relief. Izaya was still breathing, so Izaya was still living. He went to the backdoor and nearly ran the stairs down to his level of the house.

Coming on, he opened the door, laying Izaya down on his couch and turning the keys, so he won`t be disturbed.

Fast but soft, he sat Izaya up, peeling him out of his jacket and his black shirt. The raven was half unconsciousness while he did so.

So Izaya, that will hurt, you know, but it will help you. So when I start to stich this together ya need to try and don`t scream. It will burn like hell, yeah. But it will help. He was rambling on and on about what he`ll do now, while he rummaged through the cupboards to find his medical things.

When he found it, he first disinfected the wound and hold Izaya in place, when he tried to squirm away.

Yeah, I know. It burns. But I don`t know, where your knife`d been before and I won`t risk this thing to infect itself.

He was rambling again, not sure if Izaya was listening, but sure he was awake again. With every stich the blonde did, he let out a muffled scream and his whole body shook. At some point, Shizuo was sure, Izayas body would fully fall to unconsciousness. How much turmoil can one person life over in one night? He was sure, he would find out how much it was when coming to Izaya soon.

Sixteen stitched later, Shizuo laid down the medical utensils and dumped a small towel in a boil of hot water. Wringing it out, he thought about how desperately he needed a smoke, but shook his head.

First this. Then I can go smoking.

He laid the hot towels over the wound, causing Izaya so shake one last time, before falling finally unconsciousness.

Softly the blonde patted Izayas stomach with the towel, warming it up and helping the skin to start relaxing a bit. In the end he just laid it down on Izaya, causing the raven to sigh in his deep sleep.

Now I really need a cigarette.

While he went over to where his jacket laid, he tried to focus his thoughts on the things happen in the last hour.

Izaya, the raven-haired boy he hated so much, laid here in his apartment, unconsciousness and injured. He`s sworn to kill him some time, but he now he had had this chance, he`d saved him. He`d stitched his wounds back together..

And Suddenly Shizuo was aware that now.. Everything they knew would chance.