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God, this has got to be the worst pain ever.. The very last person he wanted gone is- He can’t ever get Chester’s hanging body out of his mind, it’s burned into his memories.. It was bad enough when Chris died, but to lose Chester as well? His best friend for so many years, a man who he was basically brothers with, and.. The man he used to secretly have feelings for but hid away deep in his heart, knowing it would never happen. Mike remembered standing in the doorway of Chester’s room, eyes wide at the sight of his dead best friend, it nearly killed him. And to be frank, he nearly grabbed a knife and shanked his thro

Chester was having a fine and dandy day, he enjoyed his time with the other boys, just having a cold one here and there. And his days in secrecy finally felt over when he turned the television on. It was the news station, and it seemed to be coming from the view of a helicopter, flying over New York City as a bunch of what seemed to be zombies raided, his eyes widened at the sight and he quickly pressed the ‘Off’ button when he hears Mike make his way in. He set the remote down on the coffee table and reached for his jacket in a hurry. “Ches?” He looked up to see a concerned expression on the face of his best friend,

Mike set his spare of the house key on the dining table as he made his way into the kitchen, today was quite tiresome, he, Chester, and the other guys were involved in an interview, a game show, and did a concert, all in one day!  “Hey Chester, I got what you asked for.. Chester?” It stood dead silent in the house. No one else seemed to be there, and, God, what is that wretched smell? He turned his head in a direction and widened his eyes when he saw Chester lying on the ground in a pool of his own blood. “C-Chester?” He ran over to his side and dropped to his knees, not caring that his pants was getting soaked with b

Shizuo's Pov Izaya and I were lying in bed, he was sleeping on my chest.. Even though it's 3 in the morning, I can't fucking sleep. I've been wondering why he didn't want me to fight them, why he seemed so damn worried. I may just have to ask him later. "Ngh, Shizu-chan.." "Hm?" I glance down at him, damnit, he's fucking beautiful, as always. Normal Pov Later~ Shizuo opened his eyes to the smell of.. Food. He slowly sat up and realized his love wasn't there any more. He let out a yawn, climbing out of bed and dragged his feet to the kitchen. Izaya set some pancakes on a plate, as he was about to crack some eggs, strong arms wrapped aro

"Shizu-Chan, you know you don't have to follow me on my way to clients.." "You already know why I'm doing this, so there's no point in trying to make me go away." "You're beginning to become too overprotective, maybe you need to rela-mmph!" Shizuo clasped a hand over his mouth and nibbled on his neck, causing Izaya to let out a small whimper. "S-Shizuo.." "I don't care where you are or what you do, I'm not leaving you alone, I can't lose you.." "You've said that so many times." "I'll say it as many times as I need to get it through that damn skull of yours!" Izaya stuck his tongue at him, grabbed his hand and strolled along. "Oh Shizu

"Another murder has occurred last night, once again, the victim appears to be a man in his early 20's, is wearing black, and has black hair, the man is identified as-" Shinra turned off the television and let out a sigh, "ohh, when is Celty gonna be home? I need my waifu so I can cuddle with her!" A few seconds after he said that, there was a knock on the door, he cheerfully skipped over and opened the door, "ah Celty, did you forget your key agai-" He was disappointed to see a random man standing there with a couple of others. "Oh.. Hello." "Are you friends with his man?" The man held up a picture of Izaya, and Shinra raised an eyebrow,

"Aw Shizu-Chan.. I gotta do this job, I'll be fine, go get your milk or whatever you were planning on doing~" "No, you're coming with me, after I'm done, then you can go do.. That." Izaya pouted, "I'll be fine by myself, I dealt with much more.. Crazy-" "I know that." "Then how come you're so protective all of a sud-" Shizuo pulled Izaya into an alleyway, gently pushed him against the wall, then leaned down and kissed him. Izaya felt his heart warm up, he always had loved when they kissed, it made him feel like somebody actually loves him back, this somebody isn't quite.. "Normal," like those humans he claims to love, but he likes it th

Shizuo's life was pretty fine, the person he fell in love with became his girl- well, his lover. There was peace in Ikebukuro, which meant he could be able to rest. And his friends, they.. Wel, they're them, especially Shinra, that weirdo. But the days became normal peaceful, which took him a little bit to adjust to. But those days turned into months, and those months turned into years. It was all peaceful until random murders began occurring every single night, mostly targeted towards men with black hair. And Shizuo noticed this little pattern, making him over-protective of his love, well-known as Izaya Orihara. Izaya sometimes would laug