Chapter 2: The Baby-Sitter

'Ne Shizu-chan – why don't you ever let anyone get close to you?'

Sometimes a single – innocent – question could tear everything apart. Or it could benefit you greatly. However, once Fate decided which road you'd take; there wasn't much you could do to stop it. He almost laughed. Fate? Sincerety? Those kinds of thigs didn't exist – for one thing he'd choose his own destiny thank you very much. Why didn't he let anyone get close to him? From a bystandar's point it seemed like a perfectly normal question. Especially if you didn't know Heiwajima Shizuo. Regardless of those facts he couldn't bring himself to answer. Why? It was his own business. The last time he had gotten involved with someone well..not going down that roas. An experience he had no wish to revisit or experience again. His golden blonde hair swayed slightly as dark eyes fell upon the sight in front of him. Shinra's house.

"Tch. Of all places for that idiot to call me." Yes. Shinra had always been a moron in his book – but this was a new low even for him. Calling him here to question him about something. Fan-fucking-tastic. So it was clear; Shizuo's life was nothing but one mistake that led to another mistake. It was a vicious cycle that he couldn't break, and had actually long ago accepted such a thing. He did as he pleased, knowing that whatever choice he made, no matter what it be, would lead to disaster for him. The Flea made have led a guilt ridden, soul sucking existence, but Shizuo was damned. So he had learned to love the misery in his life so that no one would realize just how truly unhappy he was with his existence, and it worked; nobody saw past the smokescreen and he liked it best that way. He sighed and flicked his eyes over towards the door with blinking lights; joy now Shinra had a lab in his home. Of course when the doors opened the sight before him was to much.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?"

He watched Shinra jump off Izaya nearly ten feet in the air, "Dammit Shizuo don't give me a fucking heart-attack!"

"I don't give a rats-ass about that. The hell you doing to him – better yet the fuck happened to him!"

{Shinra's POV}

There were drums in his chest. He was so damn certain of that now – there was no way his heart was beating that loud. Changing the informant's bandages were easier said then done; especially since the man jumped and tried to escape whenever he put on the medicine.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?"

Shinra nearly jumped out of his skin and off Izaya before glaring daggers towards the bartender. "Dammit Shizuo don't give me a fucking heart-attack!" Yes, Shinra was not in a good mood – you wouldn't be either with the lack of sleep he'd been getting.

"I don't give a rat'-ass about that. The hell you doing to him – better yet the fuck happened to him?" the bartender replied. Shinra wanted to cut him – just freaking once. He sighed, deciding he didn't want to die, and went back to changing the other's bandages. Izaya stayed perfectly still – Shinra saw fear in the informant's eyes. Was he..he was looking at Shizuo.

"Don't worry Izaya, he's not that bad of a person. He won't attack you like this." He replied saying the last part more to Shizuo then he was to Izaya. "Celty, would you mind watching him while I take Shizuo upstairs?"

After a reply he led the bartender upstairs, preparing himself mentally and physically for the shouting to come.

Dear god he was right. The guy could yell. "I'll tell you one more time, he tried to kill himself by slicing his wrists..how much simpler can I make that?"

"A lot. Why the hell was he trying!"

Shinra snapped at that point. "IF WE KNEW DO YOU THINK HE'D STILL BE HERE OR THAT I WOULDN'T HAVE CONTACTED THE POLICE! FOR ALL I KNOW YOU COULD HAVE BEEN THE MAIN FUCKING REASON!"

Shinra panted slightly, never had he yelled that much or that loud, and he could tell Shizuo was just as shocked. "Now listen here, and I will not take no for an answer. You willt ake Izaya home with you, tonight, and you will watch over him until I can find someone else." He could tell Shizuo was about to protest violently, "No damn buts!"

{Izaya's POV}

The doctor – Shinra was what he called himself – was angry. He could tell just by the shouting upstairs – and the fact this girl..who was headless was fidgiting.

"If your that worried, you can go check on him, not like I'll die Miss Celty." He told her and blinked before watching her type.

'I can't. He'll be fine, Shizuo won''t attack him.'

Izaya blinked and nodded slightly, Shizuo, so that was the blonde's name. For some reason that man scared him. The doors opened and Shinra came back in, looking extremly satisfied with himself.

"Guess what Izaya, Shizuo here has agreed to watch over you for awhile."

Izaya stared.

Izaya paled.

Izaya fainted.