I feel really bad because I haven't updated for days, even though technically most people wait a week to update again. The beginning of the week is always so busy, and now I have to compete for the computer with my brothers and sister. And of course, my mom has to be fair and give us thirty minute timers. So, long story short, I haven't really been focused. I know (hope) that some of you have been waiting for this, so here it is. Shizuo's POV, but may change in the middle to Izaya's POV.

4:00 in the morning, sure enough, I heard my alarm going off. I groaned and got up. I was sooooo not looking forward to work. But I was going to confront Izaya. My heart fluttered a little bit, and I don't know if it was nervousness or excitement. For all I know it could have been both.

I rolled over, and fell off my bed. Okay, now I was awake. Falling off a bed can do that to you, you know. I got up and put on one of my bartender suits from Kasuka. Amazingly enough, he didn't know I had been fired yet, so I wasn't ready to let him down yet. Maybe I should tell him, but he buys me almost everything. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, opting against breakfast, seeing as I still had butterflies.

For the whole duration of the day, I was a nervous wreck. All the people owing money immediately gave up, perhaps sensing my mood was off, and not in a good way. But most of the time, I couldn't sense Izaya. When Tom finally let me go early, I was about ready to have a nervous breakdown, and that would be quite the sight to see, believe me. I walked around trying to get up my courage, because I had finally found Izaya at the park, but nothing seemed to help. So I just went, "Screw it," and ran to the park. By then, it was around 7:00, but I knew he was still there. As if waiting for something.

When I finally found exactly where in the park he was, he was sleeping on a bench. His face was so peaceful, but then he whimpered and his face scrunched up in a pained look. Almost instinctively, I picked him up, bridal style, nervousness flying away. Izaya cuddled into my chest, and he regained his peaceful look. "Tch, stupid flea. You worried me," I said, feeling warmth crawl up my neck to my face.

I carried him back to my apartment and laid him on my bed. I pulled one of my futons I used for when Kasuka came over to stay the night, and laid myself down, not even thinking about the fact that I hadn't eaten anything all day, or that I was still in my suit. Heck, I couldn't have cared less about all of that just then. I dreamed of the louse that night.

We were in Ikebukuro, doing our usual chase. But there was something there I hadn't noticed before. His smile was genuine when he was turned away from me. It wasn't his mocking smirk, or the maniacal laugh, but a genuine smile. And I laughed. Then he stopped suddenly at the edge of a roof. I crashed into him, and felt the joy quickly turn to fear as we fell, Izaya being below me. I quickly turned so I would take the fall, and smiled up at him. He looked at me with a worried expression. The roof had been 5 stories, and I had never fallen that distance before, so I had no idea whether I would survive or not. But I was happy my last memories would be of Izaya. But then he started crying. I hugged him to me and murmured that it would be okay, and right before we hit, I kissed his lips and then pulled him to my chest, ensuring that I would absorb the impact as much as possible.

I woke with a slow realization that I wasn't in the bed of my current rented apartment, but it was similar. The last thing I remembered was dreaming that Shizuo was holding me close and saying it would be okay before he kissed me and we hit the ground. I started crying again as I remembered the full length of the dream.

It wasn't until I heard a moan that I looked around, tears now silently streaming down my face, eventually coming to a stop. And then I saw Shizuo! I didn't think, I just threw myself on him. He was alive! Even though I knew it was a dream, I had still thought for a few minutes that he had actually died. He moaned again, slowly opening his eyes. When he did, a blush slowly crept up his face. Looking down at where I was kneeling, I saw why, and quickly moved, a blush creeping a little more speedily up my face.

Suddenly, he pulled me to his chest and hugged me. "Shizu-chan!" I gasped. But whatever I might've said was drowned out by a kiss as sudden as the hug. He pulled back slowly, look at me carefully. I realized what he was doing fairly slowly. He was searching for acceptance! But at my confused look he turned away and started to get up. But I wouldn't let him. I grabbed his face in my hands and pulled him towards me again. I looked into his eyes and kissed him. Then we both closed our eyes and deepened the kiss. He bit my lip, as if asking permission, and I granted it.

But all good things must come to an end. Shizuo's phone rang, and I could tell he didn't want to get it, but I pushed him towards it. "It might be important," I whispered breathily. He reluctantly grabbed it and said, "Hello?" He paused, listening, and then said he would be there. He hung up and I asked him what it was about. "My boss wants to meet up at the park at 9:00."

I looked at Shizu-chan's alarm clock, and told him he should probably get ready. He sighed, then, "Flea, will you stay here?" I was surprised at the question, but the answer was easy. "Of course," I said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. But he still had one more question. "Why'd you kiss me?" I froze for a second, remembering suddenly all the nights I had spent depressed because I had thought Shizuo had been avoiding me. "I think I love you," I whispered, trying so hard to see a reaction that I almost missed the reply. "I love you, too," he whispered back, his low voice sending chills down my spine.

I looked into his eyes, and saw that he meant it. I kissed him again, trying to cover up the fact that I was blushing as much as he was. "Will you, Izaya Orihara, marry me?" he practically breathed onto my lips, kneeling on one knee as he looked at me. "Hmmm," I said thoughtfully, "I think that will be a yes." He gave a breathtaking smile, and took advantage of my open mouth by slipping in his tongue as he kissed me.

'You may kiss the bride' is what I kept thinking as they kissed, so I decided to at least come close. Thanks for reviews and favorites and follows, I really appreciate them. Thanks for any and all encouragement!