Pardon my English, I'm not a native speaker.

_1. Prologue

That full moon seemed so beautiful, decorating the crowded Ikebukuro with its charm. In the middle of the stars it shone, as if the darkness of the night had only been a piece of dirty space, while the moon was the only beautiful thing in there.

"How beautiful…"

Orihara Izaya smiled at the moon, and then he stared at the city where he was always playing around from a top of one of the building. Yes, this is what he had always been doing—fooling around as if he was mocking the humans' lifes which full of trouble and hardship. Jumping from one building to another building was no longer a problem for this red-eyed black cat of Ikebukuro. "The moon tonight is so beautiful."

"Hey, don't keep jumping around!"

Izaya smiled at the man behind him, who was on the top of another building. "What, you can't follow me?" He smiled playfully.

The blonde snarled a little at first, but then he stared straight at the pale-skinned man in front of him, with eyes full of concern. "…you've just recovered."

"Aww, you are worrying about me. How sweet." Izaya laughed while the bartender behind him tch-ed him, resisting the urge to beat up something because of the comment.

Izaya jumped back to the lower building—the building where the taller man stood. "You said that I am free to go for a walk only for today. I won't waste the chance while I can. Tomorrow you will lock me up in your apartment again, right?" Izaya frowned a little and the blond snorted.

"Idiot, you still have to be concerned about your own body you fle—" The blonde stopped his words and his eyes turned a little… sad. He could no longer call him with that name ever again. "—Izaya."

Izaya fell silent at the first name, then stared at the bartender with a serious look when he called him with his name, then sighed.

"You seemed to hate me so much in the past." The raven-haired young man smiled a little and the bigger one of the two glared back at Izaya irritably. Izaya's eyes softened.

"Then why…" Izaya continued. "…would you take care of me?"

The honey colored-eyed man sighed. "What happened to you before… half of it was my fault." Then he turned his head down so Izaya couldn't see his face.

"Besides… I still haven't heard the continuation of your words… back then…" His voice got smaller and smaller.

Izaya frowned and he turned his body so he could see the bartender more vividly. "Pardon? I can't hear you clearly." But the blond shook his head.

"No… it's nothing."

Izaya glared at him, but then he gave up and sighed again to himself, knowing that he wouldn't be able to make the man to talk. The young man stared back at the moon.

"The moon is not only beautiful, but it is also always watching every night of Ikebukuro." Moonlight streamed in, glittering off of Izaya's pale skin, casting a blue, ethereal glow along the man's outline, making his beauty show even more. "It maybe knows something about me as well."

A pair of honey colored-eyes stared at the smaller man with a regretful look, when he realized that Izaya for once again hided his true expression with a fake smile.

"Maybe… it can tell me my past which you cannot tell me, Heiwajima-san."

Heiwajima Shizuo had never expected how painful it would be to hear that name from Orihara Izaya's lips.

For you who don't understand, hell yes Izaya lost his memories, that's why both of them are a bit OOC, though I have tried my best to make them IC. Reviews are writer's passion, so please review guys~

Next chapter will be flashback, kind of what happened to Izaya to lead him like this.

Beta-ed by Cow Master. Much thankies for her awesomeness ;w;