This is a new idea that I came up with on Saturday, and it wouldn't leave me alone. I wanted to write this, plus I haven't seem one like this, so I guess we'll just have to see what happens, huh?

If you are new to my stories, welcome! If you are someone who has followed me and know what is going on, I want you all to know that my house wasn't hit by the fire and I am at home and safe once again! So don't worry! My other stories will be updated as soon as possible! But this is a different story, a new one! I hope you all will enjoy!

Full Summary:

Izaya's life is suddenly constricted and torn apart after he nearly succumbs to a deadly illness, losing himself in the process. With the loss of something vital, he gains a realization. He is just as human as everyone else. Unable to remain an informant broker, he flees Ikebukuro, hoping to start a new life for himself far away. He fills in the cracks his past left with something much better than what he used to have. But what happens when someone tries to destroy what is still not fixed?

Enjoy~!

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Izaya could feel the throbbing at his temples, only made more prominent by the screaming man in front of him. For once, the screaming wasn't caused by him.. Kind of.. A man from the Awakusu-kai attempted to steal money from Shiki, and escape with it. Shiki had Izaya offer to lead the poor man to safety, only to lead him right back into Shiki's claws. Now, he was paying for the money he stole, in an amusing beat down.

Well, not that Izaya was having much fun. Normally, he would be ecstatic, enjoying watching his lovely humans react to karma smacking them right in the face. But, he found he had a very painful headache just behind his eyes, and thumping against his temples. Every time the man cried out, he found it echoing through his head, and stabbing at it painfully. The headache had become a nuisance in the past few days, popping up right before bed or after a chase with Shizuo. But today? It had been there since he had woken up.

Looking towards his boss, he leaned forward slightly, before shoving his hands in his pockets. "Ne.. Shiki-sama, I think I'm gonna go home, my work here is done!" He called out. Shiki's eyes never moved from the show in front of him. "Yes, of course, go ahead and leave," He said, waving a hand towards the entrance. "Your money will be sent to your account in a few days"

"Of course, have a wonderful, gore-filled evening!" Izaya said, waving goodbye and skipping out the door. He did not want to stay there much longer. Honestly, Shiki could be dark sometimes. He was a man of honor, break his code of honor and he will not hesitate to destroy you. The young informant would place his career on a bet that he would not be seeing that man ever again. He would either be killed or shipped off to a Russian labor camp. Most likely the second.

Izaya still had one important thing to do before he went home, he had to have a nice run with his protozoan. The last time he let Shizu-chan chase him was a few days ago, and afterward Izaya found himself panting pretty hard. It was a little strange, since he was in no way, shape, or form out of shape. He pinned it on the fact that he probably ate too much at Russian Sushi the other day. But there was a special on fatty tuna, how could he turn that down?

Plus, after that successful mission from Shiki-sama, for which he was sure to get paid good for, he felt like he should celebrate. What better way then to have his favorite monster, Shizu-chan, set off vending machine fireworks in the sky?

He skipped out of the elevator, going outside of it. Suddenly, he stumbled a bit, nearly falling over. "Whoa!" He exclaimed,"I guess the excitement is just getting to me! Don't worry, Shizu-chan will be quick, he always likes to be the first to greet me when I come into Ikebukuro!"

Izaya walked out of the Awakusu-kai art gallery, quickly crossing towards Ikebukuro West Gate Park. Those were the busiest streets. He watched the humans around him carefully. Several people noticed him and moved away. They were smart humans, they knew that when Orihara Izaya was somewhere, Heiwajima Shizuo couldn't be far behind. Boy how right they were to move.

As if to confirm his statement, several people suddenly screamed as a street sign flew past Izaya, slamming into the building on Izaya's right, and sending debris into the air. Izaya's telltale smirk flew on his face as he clapped his hands, and said,"Alright, just on schedule!"

"IIII-ZAAAA-YAAA!"

Izaya winced at first, finding his headache grow worse, but he quickly shook it off. Turning to face Shizu-chan, eyes growing a false sincere look as he watched protozoan drag a lamp post with him, teeth clenched in obvious anger. "Shizu-chan!" Izaya cheered,"Oh, how I have missed you so! Did you miss me too?"

"Fuck you, flea! I told you never to come back to Ikebukuro!" Shizuo yelled angrily,"AND DON'T CALL ME THAT!"

"But Shizu-chaaaan~!" Izaya called,"Isn't it natural for friends to call their friends pet names? I thought that's what friends to!" He gave Shizuo a pouty face and puppy dog eyes as he spoke.

Shizuo growled again, brown eyes filled with fury. "WE'RE NOT FRIENDS!" The blonde yelled. Izaya mock-contemplated, rubbing his non-existant chin hair before he replied.

"You're right," Izaya said in awe. Then, he raised a hand and waved. "Okay then, goodbye!" Then, Izaya took off down the street. For several moments, a dumbfounded Shizuo stood there, before realizing what had just occurred.

Shizuo let out a guttural roar, before he threw the lamp post towards where his mortal enemy had run towards. "GET BACK HERE YOU FUCKING FLEA!" He howled, and then took off after the informant broker.

They danced through the streets of Ikebukuro as they normally would, but Izaya found himself tiring much quicker than he usually would have. He tried to get away from Shizuo, but he was managing to catch up to Izaya a lot faster. That was strange? Izaya was sure that he was running as fast as he possibly could.. Had Shizuo gotten faster, or was he just-

As he quickly turned the corner and into an empty alleyway, the whole world suddenly spun around, going blurry and moving too fast for his eyes to register. Izaya stumbled, before his legs caught against themselves and he spun slightly, crashing onto his back.

Just as the world returned to it's normal state, another stop sign flew towards the young man with amazing speed, crashing right underneath arm. Izaya tried to sit up, only to be yanked back down to the ground. He turned to look at what was forcing him, and saw that the sign post had embedded itself, and part of Izaya's jacket, into the ground. In other words, he was stuck.

Looking back up at Shizuo, he found the man right in front of him, ready to kill him. Izaya's crimson eyes refused to show his fear, but they did quickly jerk around, looking for something, anything to help him escape. If he tried to run, Shizuo could simply grab him before he even managed to get out of his jacket. He needed a distraction.

That's when he heard something in the distance. Jerking his eyes to the left, he saw Erika and Walker, jumping up and down while both of them held some type of manga in their arms. Izaya felt his smirk return to his face. He knew exactly what to do.

Turning back to Shizuo, he quickly yelled,"S-s-shizu-chan! I d-don't know what to say!" He then tilted his head and put the hand that wasn't stuck against his heart. "This is kind of a bold way to propose to me, isn't it..? I thought we were going to keep this a secret, but then you say these things out of the blue.. Why must you be so romantic?"

He didn't even have to say anything else. As Shizuo grew a confused and then disgusted look over his face, he could hear the loud fangirl scream, that echoed through the alleyways, making his headache return at full force.

Erika ran fast, and was suddenly pouncing on Shizuo, causing him to fumble and drop the vending maching he was about to crush the louse with. "SHIZU-CHAN!" She screamed,"I knew it! I knew it all along! I had faith! I knew you guys were in love!"

"Dammit!" Shizuo yelled,"Get off me!" He struggled, before grabbing her shoulder and pushing her off. He turned back around, only to find Izaya was gone. All that was left was the fur jacket, still pinned underneath the stop sign.

"AGH!" Shizuo yelled, grabbing the sign post and throwing it as hard as he could. "Erika! You made me lose him!"

Erika gasped, and then placed her hands over her mouth. "Oh no! Izaya ran off because he was suddenly confronted with your feelings! And he already has a fiance who his parents want him to marry but he loves you, and he didn't know what to say and I gave him the chance to run away! Oh, this is just like Sekaiichi Hatsuoki! I'm so sorry Shizu-chan! Go! Go to him! Go to your lover!" She declared.

Shizuo walked forward, grabbing the jacket that surprisingly hadn't torn after everything. His nose twitched, and he growled angrily. It smelt like the flea, and he hated it. But, he needed to keep it. Clutching at the fur on the jacket, he growled and said,"I swear.. Next time I see the flea, I'm gonna choke him to death with this coat!"

What he didn't know was that he wouldn't be seeing Izaya again for a long time.

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Success! Izaya thought cheerfully, releasing an excited giggle before twirling around. Of course, he wasn't scared or anything, he knew it was going to work, why wouldn't it? It was his plan after all. Now, it was time to head home. He felt a little woozy, and his breathing was a little irregular, he needed to make sure he would be prepared in case another job came in tomorrow.

Turning the corner, he found himself suddenly face to face with Celty. He froze for a second, before smiling. "Ah! My favorite delivery dullahan~ How are things?" He asked curiously, tilting his head like a puppy.

Celty didn't say anything for a second, she didn't even move. Finally, she whipped out her PA with a simple wrist flick, and typed on it. Then, she showed it to him. [You know, you could leave him alone] It read.

"Ah yes, I could, but where's the fun in that?" Izaya asked her. Celty's shoulders slumped, as if she was sighing. He waited for a few seconds, watching type again before she showed it to him again.

[Are you alright?]

Slightly surprised by her sudden concern, he merely tilted his head and raised an eyebrow. It didn't take long for Celty to continue talking. [I saw what happened, you've never fallen down like that during a chase with Shizuo before, and you looked very dizzy. Are you sick? Should I take you to Shinra?]

Izaya didn't even hesitate to smirk. "Ah! Celty, Gods don't get sick, you should know this by now!" He declared in a very proud tone.

Celty didn't say anything for a long moment. Then, she showed him another message. [You know, you are just as human as everyone else. You can get sick just like everyone else, you might want to be more careful] She warned him.

Instantly, Izaya laughed, and then began walking towards the district limits. "Ah! Celty, that's funny! Saying I'm just as human as everyone else is like saying that you'll find your head one day, you want to know what both those statements have in common?" He asked her.

When she didn't attempt to reply, he turned to face her, one red eye staring back at her with evil amusement glinting brightly.

"Neither of those statements are true"

Celty's fingers wrapped around the handlebars angrily, her shoulders tensed, and he could see the black smoke seeping from out of her fingers. But she did nothing to him. Instead, she turned and sped off down the road, her horse releasing a loud neigh as they vanished.

Oh, he had hit a nerve. No matter, he had more important things to do than worry about people's feelings. One of those things was to get home and check for clients, he had a job to do after all! For a while, he forgot all about what Celty had asked him.

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Izaya, once again, found himself in a crowd of people. However, this time he was in Shinjuku, attempting to squeeze through the humans and get back to his penthouse. It was extremely crowded, as all the businessmen and women were leaving work, and night workers were heading towards their jobs.

He smiled as he observed their faces, at the end of the day, you could really see how they all acted when under stress or tired. It was amazing the change in attitude.

He turned up towards the sky, wondering how to lights in the city shined down tonight, then looking back down at his humans to see if any of them were doing the same contemplating. That's when it happened again. The world started to blur out, Izaya's legs stumbled a few times. The people around him were starting to blur as well.

Izaya felt his ears start to ring, and an uncomfortable feeling grow in his chest. He felt.. Like he was suffocating and choking at the same time. Bringing his hand to his mouth, Izaya began to vehemently cough, trying to find a way to breath. It felt like he was going to faint..

"Sir..?" Someone asked nearby, but their voice echoed as they talked. "Sir, are you alright?" They demanded again. Izaya suddenly realized that he was falling. He brought his blood covered hands out to stop him from falling, and began to cough again. He saw large splats of blood landing on the sidewalk underneath him.

"Oh my god!" Someone yelled,"He's coughing up blood! Someone call an ambulance!" There were suddenly several people trying to help him up, taking his wrist and making him stand. "Sir, we're going to get you help, you need to stay awake!"

There were at least 3 of the same people talking, the ringing and echoing in his ears had grown too much for him. Izaya felt himself take several gasping breath, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. Collapsing out of the other person's arms, Izaya's head slammed against the concrete, and the sound of ringing overcame his ears. Black spots danced across his vision as he felt liquid escaping his ears, and the world began to fade around him.

The last thing he saw was the flashing of blue and red sirens.