**Chapter 1: A Different Dimension of Hate**

Shizuo Heiwajima was walking down the streets of Shinjuku, lost in thought as he usually was, when suddenly he stumbled upon a strange, swirling portal. Before he could react, he was sucked in, and everything went dark. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a familiar yet strange world. The buildings, the people, everything looked the same as Shinjuku, but something was off. As he walked through the streets, trying to get his bearings, he heard a familiar voice calling out to him. "Shizu-chan, it's time for our anniversary! Come on, it's time to go home, wife!" Izaya Orihara, his sworn enemy, called out with a bright smile on his face. Shizuo's eyes widened in shock as Izaya grabbed his hand and started pulling him towards a luxurious loft house. "What the hell, this isn't the Izaya I know. Where the hell am I?" Shizuo thought, his mind racing with confusion and panic. Izaya, however, seemed completely oblivious to Shizuo's distress. "Shizu-chan, you look so pretty today. I got you a new ring for our anniversary. This diamond ring is more expensive than the last one. It's worth 80 million dollars, instead of 20 million dollars for your first ring," Izaya said excitedly, as he grabbed Shizuo's hand and kissed it. Shizuo felt a chill run down his spine as Izaya put the new ring on his finger and kissed it again. "I love you so much, Shizu-chan. I love you a lot," Izaya said, his eyes shining with adoration. Shizuo looked at Izaya, trying to make sense of what was happening. This Izaya was like a completely different person. In his world, Izaya hated him, and he had no reason to think otherwise. "I...Izaya, what's going on here?" Shizuo tried to ask, but Izaya just laughed and pulled him closer. "Oh, Shizu-chan, don't be shy. You know I love you. We've been married for five years now, haven't we?" Izaya said, his voice dripping with flirtation. Shizuo's eyes widened in horror. "Married? What are you talking about? You're supposed to hate me, not...not love me!" Izaya just chuckled and ran his hand through Shizuo's hair. "Oh, Shizu-chan, you're so cute when you're confused. Come on, let's go inside, and I'll show you just how much I love you," Izaya said, his voice taking on a husky tone. Shizuo felt a surge of panic and tried to pull away, but Izaya held him tight. "Izaya, stop it. This isn't funny anymore. Let me go," Shizuo demanded, trying to sound firm. Izaya just smiled and pulled him closer, his face inches from Shizuo's. "Oh, Shizu-chan, I'm not going to let you go anywhere. You're mine, and I love you too much to let you go," Izaya said, his breath hot against Shizuo's skin. Shizuo felt a shiver run down his spine as Izaya's words sent a wave of unease through him. He knew he had to get away from Izaya, but how? This world was so different, and Izaya's behavior was so...so...flattering, yet terrifying at the same time. "Shizu-chan, don't look so scared. I promise I won't hurt you. I just want to love you and take care of you," Izaya said, his voice softening. Shizuo looked at Izaya, trying to see if there was any sincerity behind his words. But all he saw was a deep-seated adoration that made his skin crawl. "I...I don't know what's going on, Izaya. But I need some space," Shizuo said, trying to sound calm. Izaya's face fell, but he quickly recovered, his smile returning. "Okay, Shizu-chan. I'll give you space. But just for a little while. I promise," Izaya said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Shizuo gulped, unsure of what to expect next. He knew he had to get away from Izaya, but for now, he was trapped in this strange new world, with an Izaya who loved him with all his heart.