I Never Knew

He's Dead!!

The man held the gun, aimed at Shizuo's head, as the blonde sat, waiting for the shot. After a short second, he hears it. The deafening sound rang through the apartment, just like it did once before. Shizuo felt  nothing. 'That was quick' he thought to himself 't didn't even hurt!'

Shizuo started to feel pain in his chest and realized he had the strong need to breathe. He had been holding his breath, and his body was telling him he needed air. He opened his eyes to see a confusing sight. The gun had gone off, and the bullet had been sent flying through the air, but it was just hovering midair, inches from the bartender's face. The other man's face was a mixture of pissed off and confused. "What did you do?!" he yells, shocked.

"I-it wasn't me!" Shizuo says, just as shocked. Then he realizes what happened and whispers "It was Izaya."

The man's face goes pale. "I-Izaya?" he stammers "B-but he-he's dead!"

"That doesn't mean he's not still here." 

"B-bullshit! I don't believe you at all! Just shut the fuck up and die!" He cocks the gun and pulls the trigger again, but nothing happens. He tries four more times, but still, the gun does nothing. Suddenly, the man's hand starts to shake violently. "W-what's happening?!" He drops the gun, and as soon as it hits the floor, it explodes into pieces. The man takes a few steps back.

A voice drifts through the air. It was one that Shizuo knew quite well. "Leave" it says softly, but sternly. The man starts to retreat, but slowly stops.

"I haven't completed my mission yet." he says "I'll leave when he's dead, just like you are!" He takes a swing at Shizuo with his fist, but is easily blocked and met with a hard blow to the stomach. The steps back and clutches his hurting stomach, but quickly going for another punch. Shizuo effortlessly catches the man's hand in his, and squeezes until he hears bones breaking. The man screams, and the blonde lets go, unfazed. 

"F-fuck you!" the man, says, still not giving up. The swings with the other fist, and it connects with Shizuo's chin, but the bartender doesn't even flinch. 

"Ow?" he says, smirking. The man goes in for yet another blow, but suddenly stops in the middle of his swing. He's motionless for a second before his face goes red and his hands go to his neck. He's lifted up in the air as he struggles to breathe. Shizuo realizes what's going on, and says quickly "Izaya, no!" As soon as he does, the man falls to the ground, gasping for air, face slowly going back to its normal color. "He doesn't need to die. There's probably someone who loves him as much as I love you. It was...is torture for me, and  don't want someone else going through that because of us." The man looks up at the blonde and says "You're wrong. I have no one left to love me. No one would care. That's why I don't care if you or Izaya kills me! but I came here for a reason, and I won't leave here until you're dead!" 

"In that case, if you get too annoying," Shizuo says "I'll let him kill you." The man slowly stands up and steps towards the blonde, taking yet another swing. Shizuo steps out of the way and smirks. "Is this amusing to you?" 

"Shut up, you bastard! You deserve to rot in hell like your little Izaya! I wish I had been the one to kill him. He was just a little fucker who got what was coming to him." This made Shizuo shake with absolute rage. In an instant, he has a hold of the man by the shirt and is holding him up so the man's face is right in his. "NEVER TALK SHIT ABOUT MY FLEA!!!!!!!!!!!" he yells at the man, then, he slams the man to the ground with all the rage he had been building up inside since the news of Izaya's death. The man is instantly still, completely still.

Shizuo's face goes pale as he realizes what he's done. He falls to his knees, ashamed of himself. "Izaya...I've never killed anyone before. I always made sure they were at least breathing when I finished with em. Now....what have I done?! He's dead!!" Shizuo feels warm tears stream from his eyes as Izaya's presence engulfs him again. "Izaya....I love you."