You hear a voice from afar. The words unclear almost muffled. The only thing you hear accompanying the voices is the endless ringing in your ears getting louder and louder as you come to, but not before getting an abundant amount of memories flooding through your head being displayed before you. Whenever one plays it's only briefly with an annoying static noise. Your head throbbed. You couldn't process any more memories. You hiss over the pain instantly waking you up. You gasp prying your eyes wide open. The light above you blinding your sight. You turn away and examine the room you are in. You sat on a bench with medical supplies, yet it mostly seemed like an at home office. You slowly sit yourself wincing in pain. You let out a few grunts when you rise. You could feel the pain striking you from your stomach. You look at your hands discovering them bandaged up. You touch your face instantly retracting at the slight pain. You tried to remember what happened before you blacked out. Were you kidnapped? That was your main concern for some reason. If so it would make sense that you did not know this place. You had to get out. You begin to panic starting to shift to hop off the examining bench when to your relief you see your boyfriend followed by a man in a lab coat wearing glasses and Celty.

Shizuo rushes to your side rubbing your back in a comforting manner. "Hey, relax you're safe now. You're at a friend's house." On cue, mentioned man steps into view with a small smile. "This is Shinra, he's an old friend and a doctor. He helped patch you up." You relaxed knowing who everyone is. You nod your head too stricken to speak.

"Nice to meet you (Y/n). Shizuo told me all about you." You raise a brow and turn to the blonde. "Well, almost. J-just about who you are and your condition. Had to bring up your medical file in case you weren't allergic to anything or if you needed blood. I need to do a few rounds before I can discharge you." Shinra takes a flashlight from his breast pocket of his lab coat flashing the light into your eye checking for a response. He hums every now and then while updating your status. "I was surprised to see you back in town after your break up with Shizuo." You furrow your brows and pull away. He scribbles a few things into a note pad.

"Break up?" You switch from Shizuo to Shinra searching for an answer to what you just heard. The blonde seemed clenched his jaw as if to hint to the doc to shut up. He completely ignored all the signs and nods.

"Yes that's right. You guys broke up in high school before you moved. It was sad to see a perfect relationship end after years of being together." He scoffs.

"Whoa, that sounds pretty crazy. I barely met Shizuo last month. H-how is that even possible and how do you even know I went to the same school as you did here?" Shinra tilts his head just as puzzled as you. He shifts to Shizuo seeming to be annoyed yet hurt at the same time. He didn't know whether to yell at the doc or not. One thing was for sure that deep down he truly wanted to know why you have no recollection of them so he stays quiet. "Does she...really not remember?" An heavy sigh escapes your lips.

"No, she doesn't. Ever since we met she has no idea who we are. Nothing." His tone saddened you. You didn't want to make him upset, but all of this was mind blowing. You were missing something and you had an idea why. You step away from everyone freaked out.

"What the hell is going on? What do you mean I don't remember any of you?" Celty wrote something on her phone,

"Calm down (Y/n). We'll explain everything but you should take a seat please." Your chest heaves, you could only feel anxiety rising but you listened anyways. You needed answers fast. "Let's take a seat in the living room. I'll make us some tea." The biker shuffles out of the office slowly guiding you to the living room with everyone else behind.

A hot cup of tea is placed on the coffee table for each one of you. You thank the woman for her hospitality. You stare at the colored drink. So warm and tempting. You take a sip after a few blows soothing your body.

"I've read her medical files." Shinra starts.

"And?" Shizuo asks.

"The reason (Y/n) doesn't remember us is because she has amnesia. She was caught in a car accident which gave her concussion. This was two years ago wasn't it?" Everyone is left surprised. Especially Shizuo. He clasps his fist and unclasps trying to process it all in. You had forgotten him. Everyone not by choice and he never knew. You never knew of his existence. His heart throbbed at the fruition. You nod confirming the information found on your file. Should you feel violated? Probably, but this was also a sign to come clean and lift the weight on your conscious. "You didn't come here for work did you? You came to regain your memories back right?" You bite your lip setting your tea down focusing on the liquid as you collect your thoughts as to how to explain yourself. You take a deep breath letting out a shaky sigh.

"Yes. That's correct, but I really am here on business. I just took the opportunity to come back because I was told I used to live around here and I wanted to relive my childhood or rather remember the streets of where I once walked. I mean, I didn't plan on losing my memories. I'm not even sure if I should have even return in the first place. I wasn't sure what I was looking for when I came, until my cousin showed me around and I met you." You turn to the blonde. His expression unreadable. "I never thought I'd cross paths with you and as Shinra said fall for you again." Celty awes as does Shinra. Shizuo shoots the two a scowl. "I'm glad I did. I still want to get them back. I'm not going anywhere until I do. That's my goal here really." You searched for a reaction desperately hoping he would forgive you or something. What you got instead was something adorable. He sat up, leaned into kiss your head and held your hand. Your heart forgot to beat. A warm smile spreads on your face. You hold his back. Your hosts couldn't stop fan girling over the two of you.

"Shut up." He grumbles.

"Sorry for your tragic story, if you want we'd be happy to help you remember." Shinra suggests. "I personally was inspired by you two to peruse my Celty." He squeals. "So cute and simple doing things together and working things out. Truly inspirational." You turn to Shizuo,

"We had trouble getting along?"

"At first yes." He said. "I didn't like you. You were a pest nagging me over every little thing I did." You pout at his insult. A grin adorns his lips amused. Your pout always seemed adorable to him. "That was a long time ago. Now you're important to me." He corrects. "Before we move on though, I would like to know what happened when you cut off. You were still there, I could hear your breathing and another voice." Your entire body paled, fear engulfed you leaving you to shiver over the memory of him. You saw the fear reflecting off of his eyes. You lower your gaze and hold yourself trying your hardest to muster up the courage to speak. "(Y/n)." He whispers softly. The tone of his voice easing. He sits by your side bringing you into his embrace. You felt safe and warm enough to speak. You hold onto him.

"That man..." You mutter. "A man with bright yellow eyes threatened me to stay away from you. He sent his men after me to get rid of me. He wants me gone just because I'm with you." You peer up at him with fearful eyes. "He said you were a m-monster and that pissed me off and so I kicked him in the balls and ran for my life. My phone was dropped into the puddle of water broken with cracks. He..." Tears develop at the brim of your eyes. "He was the one who cut my cheek, almost slit my throat and end my life then and there." You felt a growl reverberate from his chest. You saw his face distant full of rage. His jaw clenched, a vein exposed under his neck as her turns a shade of red. You pull away worried for him.

"Oh, no..." Shinra mutters. "Izaya." You look over to him.

"You know him?"

"Unfortunately. He's bad news. An information broker. Knows everyone's dirty secrets. All of it. When he wants to kill, he'll kill but first he toys with his victim and since you're Shizuo's significant other he'll have fun messing with both of you. You have the devil's luck (Y/n). Izaya is Shizuo's nemeses and I suggest you-"

"That fucker is going to pay for laying a finger on you!"

"Control him." Shinra finishes.

"He want's a fight, I'll gladly give it to him. I'll kill him! I'll fucking kill him!" He snarls. You've never seen him so enraged like this. You couldn't believe your eyes. It was just as Izaya said. He was seeing red. He wanted blood shed. His target being Izaya. "Come after my girl, I'll show him." He growls starting to march out of the apartment vigorously opening the door and slamming it shut. You gape in disbelief. You chase after the rampaging brute without a second thought. You exit the building catching up to him. You swore you could see him fume with anger like a cartoon character. Your slender fingers wrap around his sleeve tugging him back. He snaps towards you.

"Wait, Wait damn it!" You plead out of breath. Your hair covering your eyes staring at the ground. You clench the fabric tightly. "Don't go please. Let him go."

"What?" He growls baffled by your request. Your body shivers, droplets of tears fall onto the sidewalk. You hug his arm restraining him. Your head buried into his sleeve.

"Please. Don't go. Not tonight." You whimper. "Stay with me." His expression softens hearing your voice crack. It broke his heart. When you raise your head to look at him, he drops everything. The overflowing of tears streaming down your face strained his heart. "I don't want you to go. I don't want anymore drama. I don't want you to get into a fight, or get hurt or...or get in trouble. I just want you to stay with me. I need you by my side right now because I'm fucking scared and that's all I know. So please?" You beckon. You, why were you the one to erase all traces of his temperament? You didn't even fear him when he stormed out. You stopped him regardless of how dangerous he could be when loose. An arm wraps around your waist pulling you into his chest which you nuzzle against after releasing his arm. He too nuzzles into your hair shushing you. You wrap your arms around his torso tightly crying your eyes out against him. You needed this. You needed him to comfort you. That's all you want in this moment.

"Okay, I understand." He whispers. "You're staying with me tonight." You sniffle raising your head to him. He holds your head to pepper them with chaste kisses. Your nose, cheeks, eyes, forehead and lips. Your wounds were so tender so he made sure to care for you delicately. You felt better enough to know you'll be fine for now. You cling to his side while he guides you to his place.

You enter his complex after opening the entrance. He locks the door behind you tossing his keys into a bowl. You shyly walk around taking in the details of his apartment. You blush realizing this is the first time you've ever been to his place. You drop your bag on the counter. It felt barren besides a couch and a tv and other home essentials.

"Nice place." You comment trying to take the tension, yet it wasn't enough.

"Thanks. I try to make it as homey as I can." You crack a half smile. He takes notice of the tension. "You can take my bed, I'll-" You shake your head.

"I'll take the couch. Really I don't mind. I don't think I'll be going to work tomorrow anyways after that beating. Company has a policy about fashion. If you can't cover it up, stay home till it does." He raises a brow. "I know it's stupid. People are all about publicity and being fake." You take a seat on the couch staring at the blank TV. He's never seen you so sad in a long time. He's forgotten how much he hated it. It made him want to put in work just to see you smile.

"Are you hungry? Thirsty?" You shake your head.

"No, not after that. Lost my appetite. Thanks." You grunt.

"Do you want to borrow a shirt for pajamas?" You throw your head back surprised. "Your shirt is dirty and torn." He blushes trying to make things clear.

"Ah, right. Well I suppose so." You kick off your shoes first then begin removing your shirt. The blonde enters the room with one of his shirts in hand. Eyes glued to your form undressing. He takes in the color of your glistening, soft skin. The bruises left behind and the way your (H/c) hair fell after successfully removing your shirt. A black strap wrapped around your back belonging to the garment which holds your breasts in place. He bites his lip beholding your beauty in his living room. He'd be lying if he said he didn't want. It's been awhile since he's had any relations in bed. You being here only tempted him of the idea. Unfortunately, the time was not right. You are not in a comforting state and he wasn't an animal who'd take advantage of your vulnerability.

When you bent down to remove your jeans, you winced. Shizuo snaps back to reality tending to your side.

"You okay?" He asked concern in his voice.

"Yes, just difficult to bend down." You blush switching your gaze from the ground to him shy to be half naked in front of him. He sits you down dropping his shirt on the couch to kneel in front of you. Your blush spreads growing a deeper red color.

"Wh-what are you-"

"I'll remove them for you." He interjects.

"N-no that's okay, it will only be a hassle when I put them on tomorrow." You reasoned. His fingers already rug down the waist band of your jeans. He throws you serious stare.

"You're not going anywhere tomorrow. You'll be here with me."

"What if-"

"If you do end up going out, I'll help you anyways." He said starting to remove your trousers despite your protests. He tosses the clothing on the couch. He notices your sad expression. Bashful yet ashamed. You covered your chest avoiding his stare.

"Thanks." You whisper sadly. As if reading your mind, he pushes himself in between your legs grabbing your flustered attention.

"Cute." He thought. A cocky smirk gracing his lips. He uncrosses your arms to kiss your bruised stomach, collar and back to your stomach. You shudder watching his movements. Each kiss soft and warm as if curing your pain. All you felt is that fuzzy feeling. That high that makes you ignore everything but what he's giving you. Pleasure. "You're still beautiful." He said. Your heart races. His words resonating through your ears. "I still want you." His kisses moves to your inner thighs. He stops when he hears you let out a small moan. He pulls away to your dismay to kiss your head. You hold his head to stare into those lovely eyes of his. You lean in for a kiss. Your busted lip kept reminding you to be soft. You press your head against his, noses rubbing side to side. "Sleep with me instead." He suggests. You were hesitant. All of it was so fast. You agreed nonetheless having trusted him in the past so what was the harm?

Before you could rise up, you are swept by your boyfriend. You give a small Yelp of surprise. He scoffs bringing you to his bed taking his borrowed shirt with him. He lays you down on the left side never breaking eye contact. The sheets below you hold your tensed body alleviating you from everything. You let out a sigh of relief. You reach up to remove his shades setting them on the table. You then unravel his bow tie and move to his shirt. On the first unbuttoning he stops you. You look up to him puzzled. His eyes glistening with lust. His breathing heavy, and cheeks red gaining ideas about you. You lift your head to kiss his lips again moving to his cheek.

"Not tonight. You need rest after everything that's happened tonight." You pout in disappointment.

"Okay." You say.

"I'll be right back I have to get ready for bed." He removes himself from your side heading into the bathroom leaving you alone in silence. You play with the sheets remembering today's events. You put on his shirt reaching three inches past your middle section.

You lay your head to rest.

You hear click of the bathroom door. You held your eyes closed to see what he would do. You hear his foot steps halt on the edge of the bed. Bed shifting as his bed cover drapes over you. There was a brief moment of silent when you feel fingers running through your hair moving them away from your face. You open your eyes to face him. His lips tug into a half smile. Eyes piercing into yours lovingly facing you. You've never seen him wearing anything but his bartender suit. This was a change. It made him seem normal. You scoot closer to him nuzzling into his chest. Gladly wraps an arm around you while the other rubs your arm tenderly. The beating of his heart soothes you as well as his paced breathing. The blonde inhaled your scent nodding him to sleep, but not before having a little conversation with you.

"Did you always know who I was?" You ask. His breathing stopped as if hitched in his throat when in reality he is thinking thoroughly about how to explain himself.

"Yes." He answers. "But I wasn't sure if you remembered me or not or if you were serious about losing your memories. At first I just assumed you were trying to forget our past. Forget me." You frown and look at him brining his face down.

"Shizuo, I would never do that to you. I'm not that kind of girl to forget someone special to me. Things happened. Reasons to leave probably came up. I don't exactly remember what, but I'll find out soon enough with your help." You rub your thumb against his cheek. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't be. It's something you couldn't help." He kisses your palm. "And I will help you remember everything." You hold him tightly dozing off.

"Thank you. My lovable oaf." You scoff and pass out for the night.