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Force of Nature	By : HollowedRose Category: > Durarara!! (?????!! Dyurarara!!) Views: 6644 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 1: Don't Poke The Sleeping Tiger

Izaya was a bitch, the biggest bitch in the whole wide world and Shizuo loathed her. Those were undeniable facts, and his conviction was once again reinforced when Izaya showed up in Ikebukuro, despite all the warnings Shizuo had given her over the years, and proceeded to ruin his day and what could possibly have been a great fuck.
It all started while Shizuo was outside an apartment building smoking a cigarette. He was waiting for Tom to collect the money some dirtbag owed him when a smoking hot brunette stopped in front of him.
"Oh my, if it isn't Heiwajima-san!" she almost squealed.
"Huh? Do you know me?"
"You're pretty famous around Ikebukuro," she purred while running her hands all over his chest.
His eyes widened slightly behind his sunglasses and a smirk formed of his lips. "So I've heard, though I have no idea why."
"Heiwajima-san is so modest!"
This time she actually did squeal in delight and licked her lips, giving Shizuo a sultry look from behind long, black eyelashes. "I would loooooove to see how strong Ikebukuro's strongest man really is."
Shizuo groaned, his pants suddenly too tight. It had been a very long time since the last time he got laid and he absolutely did not want to waste such a rare opportunity. Contrary to popular belief, women did not flock to him. If anything, most of them got scared out of their wits as soon as they saw him. Women liked bad boys, but not bad boys with anger issues who could break their bones as if they were twigs, which actually happened one time during the act. Needles to say, said woman had not been very happy about it. That's how the rumor about him hurting women during sex had started, and ever since then he had no choice but to mostly rely on that good ol' right hand of his to satisfy his needs. Unless, of course, he happened to run into girls such as the one standing before him at that moment who was almost begging him to fuck her. She was clearly a masochist, the leather collar around her neck reinforcing his belief. He didn't mind though. If anything, it was for the best.
His attention snapped back to the woman in front of him, all hot and needy for him. He smirked again. "Sure thing, let me ask my boss if I can take a short break from work," he said and as he turned around he saw the bane of his existence smirking at him from across the street. He felt his blood boil, knowing that Izaya wouldn't simply ignore him and move on. There was no way he'd get laid now, not anymore.
"Shizu-chan!" Izaya called his name in a cheerful tone while crossing the street. "Who's the slut?"
The woman gasped, clearly offended, but kept her mouth shut when she saw Izaya. Everyone knew Orihara Izaya, and they also knew that they did not want to make an enemy out of her.
"I'm sorry Heiwajima-san, maybe next time," she spoke softly then quickly walked away.
"No! Wait!" Shizuo screamed after her hoping to convince her to come back but she only started walking faster.
His head snapped back to Izaya. "I will kill you, you fucking bitch!" he yelled then lunged himself at Izaya who easily dodged the attack and started running away.
"Aww, Shizu-chan, why so hateful?"
Izaya had sounded really offended, but Shizuo knew better. It was all an act, and he was absolutely tired of her bullshit. There was nothing worse than ruining a man's chance at a good fuck and for that Shizuo was decided to crush the bitch once and for all. He would teach her the consequences of messing with Heiwajima Shizuo.
If Izaya moved like a cat, swiftly and elegantly passing through the obstacles in her path, then Shizuo resembled a tornado, knocking everything over. To catch Izaya was no easy task, he knew as much, but this time he was decided to not give up no matter what.
"What's the matter Shizu-chan, you getting old?" she mocked him from on top of a high, wide concrete fence which she succeeded in climbing against all odds.
Shizuo growled. "Shut the fuck up bitch! Today Imma kill you for sure!"
Izaya simply chuckled. "Maybe you should quit smoking. It's bad for your health. No wonder you have such a hard time running."
Shizuo saw red, and the next second he punched the wall so hard that it started crumbling, Izaya falling fast to the ground.
She grunted in pain when she hit the ground and barely dodged Shizuo who moved to grab her arm with that big hand of his. He stumbled on the debris and she took the opportunity to scram, barely suppressing a scream of pain as she was forced to run with an injured ankle. She spared a glance back to see if Shizuo had given up and cursed again at the blond's stubbornness.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Shizuo kept repeating behind her, trying to nail her with a street sign.
Izaya was starting to panic a bit, which in return lead to her losing her concentration long enough for Shizuo to almost catch up to her.
He swung the street sign again and this time it left a cut in Izaya's shoulder blade.
"Argh!" Izaya screamed, the hit having taken her by surprise. She was panting heavily now, suddenly conscious that if she didn't lose Shizuo then she might really get killed. All the more reasons to calm down, she told herself, knowing that she wouldn't accomplish anything by panicking, She knew Ikebukuro like the back of her hand; there were ways to lose Shizuo through the streets.
She smiled wickedly and took a right turn, heading towards two old houses with a narrow space between them. There was no way Shizuo would fit through, giving her enough time to escape while he had to go around a bunch of buildings.
And then something stupid happened. There she was, dashing like mad when she stepped on a rock. It wasn't that big but the pain spread through her injured ankle and up her leg like wildfire. She only stumbled for a second, but that was enough for Shizuo to smack her on the side with the street sign he was swinging around. The second she was down he jumped on her, like a predator ready to devour its prey, but Izaya was no easy prey and she proved him once again when she slashed at his neck, the blade leaving a red bloody line in its wake.
Knowing he had to immobilize her fast, he caught her wrist and squeezed it until she dropped the flick blade which he then quickly grabbed and pushed against her throat in return. Shizuo breathed in relief, knowing that he had just dodged death. Had he been a fraction of a second slower he'd be bleeding on the ground from a slashed throat.
Izaya froze, the threat being too great to ignore.
"I've finally caught you flea!" Shizuo growled his face merely inches away from hers.
"Yes you did Shizu-chan," she said with a forced smile on her face. The smile then disappeared. "What now?"
"Now you follow me," he said, picked her up from the ground and started dragging her with him, the flick blade rubbing dangerously against Izaya's neck.
"Where are we going Shizu-chan?" she chirped.
"You'll see," he said, his tone a promise of pain to come, making her shiver.
"You scared flea?"
"Tch!"
They walked for a while until Shizuo stopped in front of what looked to be an abandoned warehouse of some sort. Worry was eating at Izaya for a while now, ever since she realized that Shizuo was dragging her away to some remote area.
"We're here," Shizuo said, pressing the flick blade harder into Izaya's neck.
"Ehhh?? But Shizu-chan, this isn't good, what if you lose control and really kill me. You'd end up in jail, you know?"
"Zip it flea, I'm sick of hearing you yap all the time. You're way overdue for a fitting punishment, so shut up and take it like a man."
"I'm a woman you protozoa!"
"I said shut up!" he growled and pushed the door opened with his leg, then punched Izaya who doubled over from the pain. He then closed the door and turned his attention back to Izaya, a twisted smile adorning his face.
"Shizu-chan is being a big bully!" said Izaya and tried to get up, only to get hit again by Shizuo.
"I fucking hate you flea. I wish you'd just die."
"This inhuman strength..." said Izaya with some effort, "if I were a guy and had it, the sky would be the limit, but I guess it's better to have a brain than to be a protozoa."
"IZAAAYAAAA!" There was another hit and this time Izaya was flung through the air from the sheer force of it.
Her hands wrapped protectively around her stomach while she coughed violently.
"You've ruined my life you goddam flea!"
Another hit, this time to her back, and she screamed from the intense pain.
Shizuo relished the sound that was music to his ears. He bent down and grabbed Izaya by her short hair, then kneed her in the face, followed by a swift punch to her jaw. "Fucking flea!"
"Y-You bastard!!!" yelled Izaya and looked at him with hate-filled eyes while holding a bloody nose.
Shizou sneered and dragged her by the hair to a large table placed against the wall on the left side of the warehouse. He threw her on it, grabbed both her wrists with his left hand and placed them above her head.
Izaya was about to insult him some more but Shizuo used the flick blade to cut through her t-shirt and her eyes widened in disbelief. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"
He completely ignored her and proceeded with cutting her bra.
"I ASKED YOU A GOD DAMN QUESTION YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!!!"
Shizuo was still ignoring her, blocking out her annoying high-pitch voice in favor of observing the naked torso before him. His mouth watered at the sight before him: pale flawless skin, extremely small waist, beautiful shaped hips and cute small breasts. He would've never guessed that Izaya could look so feminine under that stupid furry jacket of his and the boring t-shirt he sported most of the time. Sometimes he even had doubts that Izaya was a woman because she didn't act like one at all. He ran the flick blade along the curves of her breasts and he felt Izaya tremble under him. For once, the bitch seemed to be afraid of him. He could see her chest moving up and down rapidly, her heart beating wildly inside her ribcage. Now that Izaya was completely at his mercy he no longer needed the flick blade so he put it in his pocked for safe-keeping, knowing that leaving any knife around the flea was not a good idea. With his now free hand he grabbed her breast and squeezed it hard.
"Let me go," she said through gritted teeth.
"Like hell I will!"
"This isn't funny!"
"It's not supposed to be funny you dumb bitch."
Izaya lost it and spat him in the face. "Fuck you!"
There was silence for a while, the only sounds in the building being those of their breathing, then Shizuo finally spoke: "No, fuck you," and with that he grabbed her belt and unbuckled it.
"What the fuck bastard!" Izaya yelled. She could only scream profanities and watch in consternation as Shizuo was working on getting rid of her pants. She used the opportunity to kick him in the face, succeeding in breaking both his nose and his sunglasses. She smiled at her small accomplishment when she saw blood running down his nose, but it didn't last long because the next second Shizuo punched her in the stomach knocking the air out of her. With eyes tightly shut, she struggled to breathe until she heard the sound of a zipper and opened her eyes in time to see Shizuo taking out a very large and erect member. Her breath hitched and her eyes widened comically at the sheer size of it.
The blond leaned down and whispered into her ear: "All of it is going to be inside you."
She wanted to say something but she didn't know what. With Shizuo so full of rage and apparently hell-bent on raping her she had doubts that anything she said would be of any help. She still had to try though. "Tch, you're that desperate for a fuck that'd you'd rape me? Me of all people, the person you hate the most? That's just so sad."
"That's exactly why I won't feel bad about it," Shizuo said in return and rubbed his erection against her core.
She barely suppressed a whimper at the action. She was about to say something more but searing pain engulfed her body as Shizuo rammed into her and all she could do was scream as her insides were torn mercilessly.
Shizuo grunted at the tightness of it, expecting it to be easier to enter Izaya since he heard she was a loose bitch. Then again, she had been as dry as a desert so no wonder it was hard to move inside her. He pulled out a bit, easier this time, and assumed it was because of the blood. Shizuo knew he was big, big enough for women to have a hard time taking all of him in even when they were wet, so there really was no wonder that Izaya was bleeding.
He didn't give a fuck though and rammed himself in again and again, each time eliciting delicious screams and whimpers from the trembling body underneath him and enjoying the look of absolute pain on her face.
"Argh... I f-fucking ha-hate you," said Izaya.
"I hate you more!" Shizuo growled and pushed into her harder, rage still boiling inside him. His free hand roamed her body, grabbing her hard enough that he was sure she'd bruise later but he didn't give a shit because for once he could fuck a woman to his heart's content without caring if he hurt her or not. He felt free like never before as he kept thrusting hard into her, pleasure building fast in his nether regions. He knew he was really close so he pulled out, gave a few more strokes and came all over her stomach and chest. He stayed like that for a few minutes, trying to catch his breath.
"Get.The.Fuck.Off!" finally said Izaya when she saw he was just standing there like an idiot.
"I don't remember saying I was finished with you."
Izaya's breath hitched. "You already got what you wanted," she yelled, eyes full of terror.
"I'm far from being done with you, you fucking bitch."
Izaya started trembling again. "No... NO!"
Then she was suddenly flipped over and Shizuo captured both her wrists behind her back. He bent over her and bit her earlobe hard enough to make her scream again.
"NO! NO! NO!" she kept repeating over and over again while Shizuo stroke himself back to hardness.
He rubbed his erection against her ass. "This time it's going in there."
"No..."
"Yes!"
"Please!" begged Izaya, her voice cracking.
"Please what? You want me to fuck you? Sure thing sweetheart."
Izaya screamed as Shizuo forced himself in with a hard trust.
Shizuo clenched his teeth, the half of his dick inside her ass being squeezed painfully. He pulled out, blood already starting to seep from inside her, then he pushed back in, burying himself to the hilt, all the while ignoring her pained screams. He was so sensitive from the earlier activity that he almost came right then and there. He grit his teeth and pulled out slowly, then thrust into her again.
Izaya was at her limit, tears falling freely from her eyes. She was in so much pain that she couldn't help but beg Shizuo to stop the abuse. She was a strong woman but it was too much even for her.
Shizuo simply ignored her pleas and kept hammering into her ass until he reached his peak and came with a roar as he emptied himself inside her. Once he finally caught his breath he pulled out of her, used her pants to wipe himself clean, then sat on a crate near the metal table.
With the little strength she had left, Izaya got up from the table only to collapse on the floor with a thud as her legs gave out from under her. She crawled under it until her back hit the wall and stayed there, clutching to her jacket and hoping against hope that she wouldn't get hurt again.
Shizuo glanced underneath the table and smirked. The bitch finally got what she deserved. He truly had enjoyed seeing her with blood running down her thighs and his cum seeping out of her ass. It suited her. He was sure that half of Ikebukuro had fucked Izaya but he wondered how many had actually had the pleasure of nailing her in the ass. Probably not many and that thought brought him some sort of twisted satisfaction. He rubbed his crotch at the pleasant memory of fucking her and he groaned, already starting to get hard again. He was still angry at her and because of that he was decided to fuck the bitch until he was satisfied. He got up from the chair and approached the table. "Get out, time for round three."
Izaya whimpered but didn't seem to be moving.
"If I have to pull you out myself I'll make it twice as painful, that's a promise."
She whined, the sound so much like that of a wounded dog that he was surprised she could make such a sound. He cringed when he figured he'd have to get down on his knees and pull her from under the table. "This is just payback for all the shit you've done to me over the years," he said once he was close enough, then grabbed her ankle and pulled her out. "Karma's a bitch, bitch."
She started flailing about like a bird trapped inside a cage bu it didn't take Shizuo long to subdue her as he sat on her lap and used one hand to grab her neck and the other her wrists.
She looked exhausted as she was sobbing, big tears running down the sides of her face.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Stop overreacting."
She kept crying, sobs wracking her small frame.
"Tch! It's not like you haven't fucked half of Ikebukuro already. It's just sex, rougher than usual but still sex. You ruined my chance to get laid today so it's only natural that I make you pay for it with your body."
Her sobs just increased, so much that she was having trouble breathing.
"Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you? Stop being such a drama-queen."
Izaya was still not talking to him.
"I'll let you go once I'm fully satisfied, I promise."
He had no idea why he felt the need to assure her that he'd let her go, but it bugged him to death. Perhaps it was because Izaya was acting like such a damn girl that it was making it hard for him to keep being a jerk.
"I'll be gentler this time," he said softly.
Her cries only increased in volume.
"Oh God, just stop it, it's not like it was your first time, you damn flea."
She said something in between sobs but he didn't quite make it out.
"Huh?"
"I was-" she spoke again, this time a bit louder but still soft enough that Shizuo had to strain his ears to hear.
"You were what?"
"-a virgin."
"What?" Say that again?!"
"I was a virgin," she finally said, her throat hoarse from screaming and crying, her bloodied lower lip trembling.
Shizuo laughed. "What a joke! Like I'd believe that! Orihara Izaya a virgin, ha! Everyone calls you a loose whore," he said in a mocking tone.
"People lie," said Izaya in-between sobs.
Shizuo couldn't help but think back at the time when he'd entered her. He remembered feeling some resistance but he didn't give it much thought since he assumed Izaya was a complete whore. Besides, he was someone who could go through walls, how the hell was he supposed to tell that the weak resistance he felt when he thrust into her had been her hymen? So what if Izaya had been a virgin, she was still the bitch that had screwed up his life over and over again. And yet, as he looked at her tear-filled red eyes he felt a twinge of guilt. Those eyes were filled with terror and the fact that she was acting like such a weak and scared little girl made him feel bad. He couldn't help but notice how much smaller than him she really was. Bruises were already starting to form on her milky skin, a testimony of the violence she had been subjected to. She simply hadn't stood a chance against him.
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Chapter 1: Don't Poke The Sleeping Tiger