Bittersweet Dreams (Sequel to Nightmares)

Why Me?

I didn't remember falling asleep, but I found myself waking up on my bed, alone. As soon as the grogginess that filled my head wore off, I got up and made my way around the house looking for Shizuo. After about 3 minutes of roaming around, I found him seated at the kitchen table. I tip-toed behind him, and snaked my arms around his neck, planting a soft kiss between his jawline and collar bone. 

He jumped in shock, almost a little too surprised I was here. He immediately frantically covered a piece of notebook paper with his hands, shielding it from my field of vision. Before he did though, I could make out my name printed neatly on the top in his handwriting. I raised a questionable eyebrow.

"Whatcha doing Shizu-chan?" I placed my hand on the arm that covered the sheet of paper.

Shizuo flipped the paper over and smiled, "Oh, N-Nothing! I'm glad to see you're feeling okay!"

I took a seat on his lap and raised my eyebrow in question again. I didn't like the fact that he was hiding something from me, and frankly, it kinda scared me. Shizuo must've seen the worry start to engulf my features, because he sighed in defeat. 

"If I show you, you have to promise not to laugh," Shizuo sounded sheepish, as if it really was something he was embarrassed of. I nodded my head planting a reassuring kiss on his lips. He lifted his arms off the paper, and looked away, a blush adorning his cheeks. 

I picked it up and as soon as I saw the contents of the paper, I almost dropped it. It was a poem. For me. It said;

"To my dearest Izaya Heiwajima,

Eyes as beautiful as the new morning skies,
With pupils as dark as the day when it dies.
Silky hair, flowing like a waterfall,
He is the perfect height, not too short, not too tall.

Beauty eminates from his radient face,
A gorgeous smile, that will reach out and fill even the largest space.
Luscious lips of deep strawberry red,
Nothing but thoughts of him occupy my head.

Skin as soft as a new born lamb's coat,
Ever so tender around his neck and his throat.
His caress is as touching as elderly childhood sweethearts holding hands,
His embrace is timeless; it completely stops the sands.

A heart filled with passion, emotion and love,
A soul so pure, like an angel's from above.
So little words could be said to describe one so divine,
But this one word is my choice, and it is simply,

Mine."

As soon as I finished reading his poem, I dropped the paper and threw my arms around him. I hugged him so tightly, I couldn't feel my own arms anymore. Shizuo detached me from him and kissed me softly. He was blushing like mad, and I felt the heat radiating off of his face. 

I didn't realize I was crying until Shizuo was wiping the tears off of my face. 

"I hope you like it Izaya. I wanted to do something nice for you. I'm not really good at the whole expressing my feelings shit, you know? So I thought you'd like some poetry," He smiled that beautiful smile I loved so much, and embraced me again. I inhaled his scent- which today was a strong mix of cigarettes, earth, and mint. I snuggled up against him, so happy he was around. 

In the midst of all my happiness, a voice echoed in my head. A voice I knew all too well. 

"I’m sorry for the rupture in your peaceful, loving home, and I’m sorry for the shattering of a safe world, but you are not the ruler here. I am, and I'm taking my throne back brick by fucking brick,"

I grabbed my head and winced, shaken up by his words. I could never be happy could I? Was I bound to sit here and be chained down by the unhappiness that coarsed through my veins? 

Shizuo looked down at me, with a pained expression on his face. "Oh fuck, I did something wrong didn't I? Was it too much? Did I trigger something?" I  could feel his heart beat escalading, and I could hear his breathing pick up. He was panicking more than I was in this situation. 

I flashed a fake smile at him, "No no, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I'll be-" I was cut off by a sharp pain in my head again, with the voice following.

"You can't be fixed by the person who broke you,"

I looked up at Shizuo's face, which was distorted due to my pain induced blurred vision. Shizuo held me close, entangling his fingers in my brunette locks of hair. I held onto him just repeating the words "I love you" over and over again. I would not let him slip away from me again. I lived my life without his loving embrace and sweet words for too long. Time was killing me while I slept. I saw it happen in my dreams. I couldn't let time knock me on my ass, while Shizuo moved forward.

Shizuo combed through my hair with his fingers, "Izaya, shhhh. It's okay. Nothing can hurt you now. I'm here, and I'm not leaving you ever," He twiddled with the wedding ring on my finger, "And this little piece of metal proves it. No matter what you say or do, I'm yours. Till death do us part," 

I buried my face into his chest, shielding the growing blush adorning my cheeks, and mumbled, "Why me. . .?" 

Shizuo chuckled, "Because I chose you," 

I pulled away and punched him in the chest," But Shizuo you don't get the point! There are so many other normal people that could love you. . ."

Shizuo chuckled even harder, "Like who? Nobody could compare to you. You're fearless. Resilient,"

I looked away, trying to hide my burning jealousy, "Like Vorona. . "

Shizuo raised his eyebrow at me, "Okay first of all, did you just call Vorona normal? And secondly, Izaya you need to stop being paranoid. Remember 2 years ago when this happened at the park? Don't worry about me, and don't let that little voice in your head tell you anything either,"

I smiled at Shizuo, but as soon as his words sunk in, the smile faltered. The park. After the park is when I carved GOD into my arm. . . From the corner of my eye I could see Shizuo face palm himself.

"Izaya, oh my god- gosh I am so sorry. I totally forgot, I didn't mean to bring it up, I swear," Shizuo apologized, kissing my face in multiple places. Finally the voice broke through once more.

"Times up,"