Chapter 1 - A Point of Impact

"I swear I'm going to kill you!"

"I'd like to see you try and kill me Shizu-chan~!"

Two of the most dangerous men of Ikebukuro were running through the crowded streets. They were blurs to everyone who were trying to catch the action between the two. But the streets soon dwindled as large object were thrown in every which way. Things were getting out of hand; even for Shizuo. He was going psychotic today. The informant must have done something that really pissed him off.

"You're a dead man!"

"That's what you always say! But I'm still alive and well~"

A swift attack of knives crossed the space between the men and travelled at bullet speed towards the blonde. He easily dodged the attack and threw the street sign in his hand at the brunet like a spear. He really wanted to kill the flea. Like REALLY WANTED TO. They were half way across the city by now, but neither of them were tired. Izaya was grinning like a mad man as he ran down the concrete floor. He was in a good mood. Messing with the ex-bartender always puts him in a good mood thought, even if he was risking his life every time. As he sped down the street, the info-broker wasn't looking in front of him. He kept his eyes behind him to make sure he was a safe distance away from his enemy. Which wasn't the best idea he ever had. Because this caused him to trip over one of the metal poles that was thrown before and made him fall. Tumbling to the ground, he was quickly picked up and was met face to face with his killer.

"I told you that you were a dead man!"

"Now Shizu-chan, let's be rational!"

"Hell no!"

The blonde man's mind wasn't functioning correctly. The only word that went thought his brain was "kill". He was gonna do something drastic, something he would soon regret.

With the light weighted male in his hands, he launched Izaya as hard as he could in a random direction. And that direction just happened to have a car in his way. Izaya went flying; his head smashed through the front windshield of the parked car and through the back as well. And he still kept going. The brunet was in midair when a moving truck ran into him, sending him flying in a different direction and his body slammed straight into a brick wall. Slowly sliding down the cracked wall, people around him screamed at the gruesome scene. The informant's head was covered in thick, pure, red, blood. His bangs covered his eyes, so no one could tell if he was awake or not. Humans gather around, calling the police and crying for help. No one touched him though, they were still afraid of him, even if he was unconscious.

"Is he...dead?"

"I don't think so."

"But no one could've survived an attack like that!"

"Someone call an ambulance!"

Everyone talked simultaneously. But silence soon fell when the blonde walked up to the still body. A pathway was created, allowing Shizuo to see what he'd done. The groups of people were expecting the monster to be happy that he'd finally succeeded in his task to kill the informant. But what was shocking was the expression plastered on his face. He was...in horror. He couldn't believe what he'd done. Had he actually killed the brunet?

"No... This... Can't be... Did I..."

He fell to his knees, next to the bloody body. With shaking hands, he lifted the frail body into his arms. An ambulance appeared seconds after and two men jumped out. They pulled the shell shocked man out of the way. Then placed the bloody informant on the gurney and transported him away from the scene. Leaving the blonde behind, he watched as the red and blue lights flashed into the horizon and disappeared from his sight.

"Doctor, is he going to be ok? What will happen to my baby?"

"Mrs. Orihara, please calm down. Right now, all we can do is wait until he wakes up. We did a C.T. Scan on his brain and there are multiple spots that are swelling inside his skull. If we rush things, there's a chance that he could receive severe brain damage."

"His brain is swelling! Ohh god... Izaya dear... Please be alright..."

The mid age woman was sitting in a chair next to the hospital bed. She had her hands on one of her son's limp hand and was squeezing it. Nearly eight hours have passed since the accident. The ambulances had rushed Izaya to the hospital and started surgery at once. They found multiple skull fractures and head trauma's all over the brunet's head. Blood had leaked into the skull and had to be drained before the brain drowned in it. Strategically surgery was done to keep the informant from dying and took hours to complete. After they were finished with the head, nurses found that there were broken ribs and other fractured bones throughout the entire body. The solid collision to the wall had caused it and more surgery had to be done. It took them a good five hours to repair the overly damaged body. Now he was in the recovery room, resting and under large doses of painkiller medication.

"How long will he be asleep?"

"Right now he's in a coma. We can never tell when the patient will exactly wake up, given the different circumstances each time. But judging by his head injuries, I say 2-3 weeks."

"Weeks? That long!"

"Im afraid so. The brain is a fragile organ and is unique and mysterious. We can never fully interprete what it's going to do. My advice, be ready for any mental strain that may come in the future. Some patients receive many mental problems when there's a severe injury to their head."

"Problem like what?"

"Well it could be all sorts of things: speech, eye sight, memory loss is the most common."

"Ohh god... I can't handle this..."

"I know it's hard to take in, but they're all normal reactions after an injury. It's quite possible that nothing will be wrong at all. We have the facility to help you through these types of problems Mrs. Orihara. We'll make sure your son reserves the best care possible."

"Thank you. Thank you so much."

The door to the room opened and two young girls walk in. They were about 12 years old and were identical twins.

"Mommy, is Nii-san going to be ok?"

"He'll be fine Mairu. He just needs rest."

"Daddy is on his way..."

"Thank you Kururi. Why don't you two wait outside while I finish talking to the doctor ok?"

"Kay..."

They looked at their sleeping brother, each giving him a kiss on each side of his cheek and left the room. Though they were a pain in the ass to their brother at some points, they still loved him enough to care.

"So what now? Is there anything I can do?"

"I'm afraid it's all up to Izaya now. He'll wake up when the time is right. For now, the best thing he can get now is time to recuperate. We'll slowly lay off the medication so he can moderately come out of his sleep. When that happens, then we can proceed to the next step."

"Alright, thank so much Dr. Retto."

"It's my pleasure. I'm sorry about what happened to your son."

"He's always getting himself into trouble... Guess it finally caught up to him..."

"Either way, I'm sorry."

"Thank you. I'll come in first thing tomorrow to visit him, is that alright?"

"Of course. Visiting hours are from 9 am - 7 pm."

"Ok. I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Have a good night Mrs. Orihara. I'll call if anything happens."

"Thank you again and good night to you too."

Leaving with her daughters in hand, the distressed mother waited for her husband to arrive at the hospital to pick them up. After a brief visit with his son, the father drove his family home and they all prayed that night for the safe recovery of their only son.