AN: I got into Durarara! and I managed to watch it in only two days. Yeah, I was that bored. I didn't think I would get so into the series because I few months ago I tried to watch it, and got bored, then a week ago I watched it all in such a short time. I love Izaya and Shizuo. I love Shizaya so much. I'm just like Erika when it comes to them!

I saw episode 25, my favorite episode. I was thinking "Shizuo... you chased Izaya for years! Just fuck him already! We all know you love him!"

Oh, and I no longer role play for Hetalia. Yeah, got killed in the role play. World War 3 started. And I was getting into Durarara! at the time, so I thought might as well switch from role playing Japan to role playing Izaya. And turns out some one who role played as Austria switched to Durarara! as well. As Shizuo. And we're both Shizaya fan girls, so yeah, we're together and we're Shizaya! I'm an uke!

So, this is my very first Durarara! fanfic! I am going to try and make it longer than my Hetalia fanfic. Obviously the pairing is Shizaya. ^^

I have found, I think, two stories, and one doujinshi Shizuo saves Izaya's life from drowning. I happen to like those, so I am going to make my own one.

Enjoy, my beloved humans! ^^

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People along the streets of Ikebukuro cleared way as Izaya Orihara and Shizuo Heiwajima ran through. Izaya had enraged Shizuo once again just at the site of him. And as usual, he ran from the body guard. As they ran, Shizuo yelled death threats.

"I'm going to kill you, flea!" He tried to speed up his running pace, but Izaya was still too fast for him to catch.

Izaya turned his head slightly, watching the blond follow him. "You always say that, Shizu-chan! Why am I still living?"

About ten minutes more of running and the made it to Tokyo Bay. Izaya stopped running at the top of a large concrete building. He couldn't see Shizuo anywhere. Had he just stopped running after him? Had he given up for the day?

Izaya stopped to catch his breath. He looked through the metal fence down what looked about fifty to possibly one hundred feet. So far down. He felt his heart begin to race in his chest as one of his fears came. Drowning. He couldn't swim.

He slowly took two steps back from the edge.

"IZAYA!"

He quickly turned around to see Shizuo wing at him with a traffic sign. He though he had lost him, and thus was completely caught off guard. The blond swung the sign and hit Izaya right in the chest, knocking the wind out of him and slamming him against the weak fence.

It was too weak.

The fence fell lose and into the water. For Izaya, time slowed. He tried to grab onto what ever he could to keep him from falling, but he only grabbed onto air. He closed his eyes as he fell. When he hit the water, he flailed. Izaya couldn't tell which way was up and which way was down, and moving as much as he was, he was only causing himself to sink faster.

His vision started to become blurrier than what being underwater could already cause. Soon, everything went black.

Shizuo watched the informer fall, happy and relieved that his goal he had had for years was finished. Though, he didn't know that Izaya couldn't swim. He stood on the edge, watching the younger male flail and try to surface. He watched as he disappeared beneath the water and sank farther down.

Just wait, He thought. Soon that damn flea will come back up.

But he never did.

Shizuo leaned over the edge and wait a little longer. Still, Izaya had yet to surface. The ex- bartender actually began to worry. For the first time in his life, he hadn't ment to kill him. He was actually growing fond of their everyday game.

Shizuo set down the traffic sign and looked down again. Still nothing.

He took a deep breath and dived in.

The water in Tokyo Bay wasn't very well kept, so it was made difficult for Shizuo to find Izaya the there was the fact that Izaya always wore such dark clothing. He figured the informant had been under for five minutes, and with his dark clothing now completely soaked, he was sinking fast. Shizuo would have to go lower. He swam down.

Barely, just barely he could see Izaya's pale skin. Truth, the raven haired man looked dead.

Shizuo finally got a hold of the body. He couldn't hold his breath much longer. He kicked his way up to the surface.

He took a large gasp of air when the two of them surfaced. The shore wasn't too far away. He swam over with one arm, using the other arm to carry the possibly deceased twenty three year old informant.

When he reached the shore, the set Izaya down and lay on his back to catch his breath. Then he looked at Izaya.

Izaya looked dead. His skin was cold and his skin was a light shade of blue. Shizuo couldn't see his chest move up and down and when he put his ear close to his mouth, he couldn't hear him taking any breaths. He wasn't breathing.

But his heart was beating still.

But for how much longer?

You damn flea, you're not supposed to die on me.

Shizuo decided to try and perform CPR. He opened Izaya's mouth up a little and places both on his hands on his chest, one on top of the other. He pumped his chest five times. He didn't want to do the next part, which would be breathing air into his lungs. It would be like kissing him. But at the same time not. He did it any way.

He gained no response.

"Damn it, Izaya. You better not die."

Shizuo repeated the procedure again but with the same result.

Once more.

Shizuo heard Izaya give out a weak cough and saw water trickle from the corner of his mouth. He would live. But Izaya remained unconscious. On the plus side, his skin was slowly returning to its normal color. Still, he required medical attention.

Shizuo stood up and pulled out his cell phone, which, to his amazement, was still working perfectly. Well, minus being able to call. He would have to settle for texting. He hoped that Celty's PDA received and composed text messages.

Celty?

About a minute and a half later she replied.

Is something wrong, Shizuo?

Uh... yeah... I just saved the flea's life... but he's unconscious.

Even without being next to Celty when he received the message he could tell she was probably shocked by the fact that he had chosen to save Izaya's life. They were supposed to hate each other.

Alright. I'll be right there.

Ten minutes later and Shizuo heard the sound of Celty's horse. She had gotten there faster than he thought she would. The Dullahan stopped her bike and brought out her PDA and began typing a message onto it.

[How long has he been unconscious?]

Shizuo attempted to light one of his cigarettes, but they were soaked from being inside the water. "About twenty minutes I think. He fell off the building over there. Then he didn't come up, so I jumped in to save his ass."

Celty nodded in understanding. The proceeded to type another message.

[Help me get him onto my horse. Shinra is waiting back at our apartment.]

The ex-bartender put the box of cigars back into his pocket and helped the headless woman. They placed the unconscious information broker in the front and Celty sat behind him so he wouldn't fall off of the bike.

Celty typed another message.

[If you want you can ride on the back, Shizuo.]

"No, I could care less about what happens to that damn flea." He tsked and looked to the side.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

[Then why did you save his life?]

Shizuo narrowed his eyes at the question. He had no idea why he saved Izaya's life. Out of the kindness of his heart maybe. But why had he shown any evidence of sympathy towards him?

When he didn't answer, Celty just drove off.

A week had passed since the incident and so far Shizuo had heard nothing from Shinra on Izaya's condition. He didn't want to call to check. He was actually starting to care for Izaya, even just a little. He did not want anyone to know that.

He was off from his body guard duties and was wandering around Ikebukuro. He kept expecting Izaya to run around the corner and start to taunt him before their endless game of tag began for that day.

Still, he couldn't help but wonder why he had not received any information on his condition. Had he ended up dying anyway?

The idea of him dying suddenly gave Shizuo an uneasy feeling.

He had to go see him.

Shizuo started to walk to the doctor's home, but as more time went by, the more anxious he got and his walk grew into a run.

"Ah Shizuo," Shinra said as he greeted his long time friend and invited him in. "What brings you hear?"

"I wanted to come check on the flea."

Shinra looked at him in disbelief.

"What?"

"Showing some caring for Izaya? You feeling alright, Shizuo?"Shinra placed his hand against Shizuo's forehead, checking his temperature.

"I'm fine." Shizuo said pushing the doctor away from him. "So how is he?"

Shinra sighed and sat at the table. Shizuo sat across from him.

"Well, right now he is still unconscious. Not sure when he is going to wake up. Maybe a few more weeks until this coma is over. I did some testing to see if anything was wrong with him..." His voice trailed off, earning his a slightly frightened look from Shizuo.

"What did you find out?"

"He's going to have amnesia. Possibly permanent."

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AN: Sorry for ending it right there. I feel that leaving the chapters with suspense full stuff like that will keep the readers interested and thus they will want to read more.

Hope you guys enjoyed it.

Please review! ^^