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"Ah, that felt good," said Izaya as she walked out of the apartment leaving a mutilated and passed-out Ito on the floor.
[ Wasn't that a bit too much? ]
Izaya turned towards Celty with a smirk on her face. "No, he most certainly deserved it."
[ You shouldn't do something as dangerous as this again. ]
"I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself," said Izaya and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Besides, you are here to help me in case something goes wrong."
[ I'm sorry to say this but while I never worried about the old Izaya I do worry a bit about you now, as strange as that might seem. ]
"I don't need you to worry about me. What I need you for is to kill Shizuo if he tries anything once I get him out," said Izaya and sighed. "I can't believe I'm helping you people in getting that monster out of prison."
[ We appreciate it. We know how hard it must be for you. ]
"I don't want to hear any of you crying if I end up killing him. What he did to me, I won't ever let it go. He will pay!"
Celty's shoulders slumped, really hating the whole situation. [ You have the right to do so, I won't argue with that, but I hope that one day the two of you will forgive each other. ]
"That'll never happen," muttered Izaya and got on the bike after Celty handed her the coat.
[ Why are you even dressed like this? ]
"Silly question my dear Celty, silly question."
[ This Dullahan needs an answer to her silly question. ]
Izaya sighed. "Because I don't want any of them to figure out who I really am and this is mostly how I looked that night, which is nothing like the regular stuff I wear. The last thing I need right now is for them to open their filthy mouths and go around saying how they caught the great Orihara Izaya."
[ I see, that makes sense. ]
"Besides," added Izaya, "I was bleeding and I think they figured out that I had been... you know, raped."
[ I'm sorry. ]
"It's not your fault Celty."
[ I know. ]
"I also gave the Police and the Hospital a fake name, so as far as anyone is concerned, Orihara Izaya had nothing to do with the events of that night."
Celty got on the bike. [ Where to next? ]
"Take me to the Hospital."
Celty nodded and drove to the next target on Izaya's list.
"I won't need you for this one so you can wait outside."
[ Are you sure? ] asked Celty once they stopped in front of the Hospital.
"I'm sure, this will be an easy one."
[ As you wish. ]
Izaya left Celty behind and went up to the place where Ogami was hospitalized. Judging by the fact the the kid hadn't been released yet was further proof that Izaya's theory about the mystery man being Ogami's father was right. His action indicated that he was a caring father, and the fact that he didn't bother taking care of his son until recently only meant that the man was not aware of Ogami's existence. The mother lived in poverty and she must've realized her son needed medical attention that she couldn't afford, which must've led her to appeal to the boy's father. Visiting hours were over so Izaya didn't have to worry about running into the patient's family. At first Izaya only thought the guy had suffered broken bones but after further investigations she found out that he had also suffered internal cranial bleeding. Shizuo truly did not go easy on them. Once she arrived in front of the private room she pressed the doorknob and entered.
"Who's there?" asked Ogami and turned on the lights. "YOU!" he yelped in fright, suddenly turning really white.
"Yes, me, I'm happy to see you remember me," said Izaya and sat on a chair.
"W-what are you doing here?"
"Well, you see, I'm not here to end you miserable life, if that's what you're worried about, although I must confess that it's tempting."
"Plea-please..."
"Please what? 'Pleas don't kill? Please leave? Please don't tell anyone what a a twisted little shit I am?'"
"Please don't tell anyone!" begged Ogami.
"That's what I thought. It'd be really bad for you if your mother and friends found out how you tried to gang-rape an injured woman."
"Please don't tell them! I'll do anything!"
Izaya smirked, thinking how easy it had been to persuade this one. "Of course I won't, but you have to do something for me in return."
"Anything! Yes, I'll do anything!"
"Great! What I want from you is to change your statement and say that Heiwajima Shizuo was not the one who beat up the lot of you that night. Tell them you thought it was him, but that you are now certain that they got the wrong man."
"I can't do that! If I do it then the others won't like it."
"Just do as I say or I'll accuse you of rape."
"WHAT?" screamed a terrified Ogami. "I didn't do anything!"
Izaya chuckled. "Aww, maybe you didn't but if I say you did then the cops will believe me."
Ogami furrowed his brows. "Someone did rape you before we got to you, isn't that right?"
Izaya's heart started beating faster and she forced a smile on her face. "Yes, you are right, hence if Heiwajima Shizuo says he beat you guys up for raping me then you guys will end up in jail too."
"Then that asshole will still be in jail, and you would have won nothing."
"That's fine," said Izaya with a blank expression on her face.
"You wouldn't be able to prove that I was the one who raped you."
"I don't have to since they will believe me anyway. I'd just be the poor victim who was walking home from work and got assaulted by five men. The Hospital and the Police already have photos of all my injuries and they kept insisting I tell them who was the one who did such a thing to me."
"You bitch! Why you wanna set me up for this instead of the guy who actually did rape you?"
"That's none of your business, besides, I'm letting you scumbags go without ruining your lives so you should be grateful and take the deal already instead of wasting my time arguing about pointless things."
"I..."
"You're quite pretty for a boy your age. I'm sure the other prisoners will treat you like a princess."
Ogami was visibly shaking.
"Don't worry about the others, I will talk to them," said Izaya and got up. "I'm going to assume that you will change your statement, tomorrow. If I hear that you failed to heed my request I will make you regret it."
Izaya left the room, annoyed that she had to admit to have been raped. She could've used Celty instead but she didn't want Ogami's father to know of Celty's existence. Next one on the list was Toushirou.
[ How did it go? ] asked Celty as soon as Izaya got out of the Hospital.
"It went fine, now let's go see Toushirou Yamazaki."
They both got on the bike and Izaya was decided to use Celty against this guy since it would be impossible to convince him to change his statement when Shizuo put his brother into a coma. "You're coming in with me this time," said Izaya and went up the stairs, "and try to look scary, ok?"
[ Sure, if that's what you want. ]
Izaya knocked on the door and as soon as Toushirou opened it he was pushed inside and thrown into a wall by Celty, a black shadowy scythe hovering dangerously near his throat.
"Hi there, do you remember me?" asked Izaya when the man finally stopped screaming.
He raised terrified eyes at her and spoke in a shaky voice. "Y-yes, I re-remember you."
"Great, now I need you to do something for me. If you fail to do so then my friend here will chop off that ugly head of yours," said Izaya, a malicious grin splitting her face in two. She absolutely loved seeing these so-called tough guys trembling in fear.
Toushirou gulped. "What can I do for y-you?"
"I want you to tell the Police that Heiwajima Shizuo was not the one who attacked you and your brother that night."
"Fuck that!" snapped Toushirou, a look of absolute hate on his face. "That fucker put my brother in a coma, there is no way in fucking hell I'd do it."
"Are you sure about that? Celty, could you please do the honors?" asked Izaya smiling as she ran a finger across her own throat as though she was cutting it with a knife.
Celty raised her scythe and Toushirou screamed in fear, trying to make himself as small as possible.
"Please, please don't kill me!" he begged, and Izaya chuckled at the pathetic display of yet another one of her attackers.
"Do we have a deal then?"
No answer. "Shall we pay a visit to your brother Rei then?"
"No! Please, anything but Rei, please don't kill him! I'll do anything, I'll change my statement, just leave us alone."
"Then we have a deal. Oh, and can you please inform Tetsuo Yamazaki of our arrangement? I'm not in the mood to deal with one more coward tonight."
"Y-yes."
"Right now," said Izaya and left after Toushirou's frantic nods.
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Ito moaned in pain as he slowly regained his consciousness. "W-what the f-fuck did that bitch do," he wondered as he got up on shaky legs to find a mirror, completely ignoring the phone ringing. His chest was a bloody mess and he was dizzy because of the blood loss so by the time he reached the bathroom he had to grab the sink to steady himself. He turned on the water and slowly washed away the blood, his expression morphing into one of absolute horror as the kanji carved into his chest became visible.
強姦犯
Everything around him started to spin and he rushed to the toilet to empty the contents of his stomach. "T-that bitch," he whimpered in horror, his eyes wide in disbelief. She had written goukanhan into his chest. His life was over.
The phone kept ringing and with the last strength he had left he got up and went to answer it. "WHAT?"
"Hey bro, it's me, Tetsuo."
"I don't give a fuck. Leave me alone!" he yelled into the phone and threw it on the couch. He was about to turn around and go get some things to clean up his wounds which were still bleeding when the phone rang again. "FUCK YOU MAN! I don't have time for your shit right now, OK?"
"Man, I can't hear you very well. Speak louder."
"FUCK YOU! IS THAT LOUD ENOUGH, YOU DEAF SON OF A BITCH?"
"What the fuck man, why you being such a dick? It's not like I chose to have hearing problems."
"I'M SORRY I DON'T GIVE A SHIT RIGHT NOW. I HAVE MY OWN PROBLEMS TO DEAL WITH!" yelled Ito and was about to throw the phone into the nearest wall when Tetsuo mentioned something about Toushirou and a monster. "Pass me Toushirou, I can't deal with you right now."
"What?"
"PASS ME TOUSHIROU!"
"Hey dude, Toushirou here now. Listen, I know this sounds hard to believe but I swear I got attacked by a monster. Seriously man, I'm not kidding."
"M-me too," said Ito, his voice a bit shaky. "That bitch came to your place too, right?"
"Yeah, so you saw them too?"
"Yeah."
"She asked me to change my statement. I didn't want at first but then again I didn't want to die either," said Toushiou, his voice trembling at the memory of that horrible encounter.
Ito moaned, the killer pain in his chest making it very hard for him to talk.
"Are you ok? You sounds like you're in pain or something.”
“No, I'm not ok. That bitch went ahead and carved into my chest!”
Toushirou stayed silent for a few seconds, as though he was afraid of what he would hear next. “What did... what did she carve bro?”
“Rapist,” said Ito, venom lacing his voice.
“Oh fuck! That’s not good.”
“No shit! Look, I’m about to pass out right now, so talk to you later.”
“I’m coming over with Tetsuo. You sounds like you need help.”
“Thanks, I’ll be waiting,” said Ito and collapsed on the couch, the dizziness finally getting to him. He closed his eyes and he must’ve drifted into unconsciousness because when he opened them again it was to the sounds of someone banging on the door. He groaned and forced himself to get up and open the door, then winced when Toushirou’s screech resonated throughout the whole apartment building when the man saw the kanji on his chest.
“Oh fuck, we’re so dead,” said Toushirou, totally panicking at the prospect of something similar happening to him as well.
Ito staggered and Tetsou grabbed him by the arm to steady. Toushirou did the same and with the help of both his friends he was was half-dragged back to the couch. Tetsuo went to get some things to disinfect the cuts while Toushirou started wiping Ito's chest with a piece of wet cloth.
"Hey," said Ito as he was biting into his lower lip from the intense pain, "call Ogami."
"Right," said Toushirou and grabbed the phone which rang five times before Ogami's voice could be heard on the other end.
"Hello?"
"It's me, Toushirou. I was wondering if the bitch from that night paid you a visit too."
Ogami almost growled into the phone. "Yeah! Did she threaten you too?"
"Yeah dude and I said yes since I really didn't wanna die, or worse, them hurting Rei."
"Them?" asked Ogami puzzled. "Who's them?"
"That bitch and the monster."
"I only saw the woman from that time, no one else. She said that if I don't change my statement then she'll accuse me of rape."
"So you didn't see the monster?"
"What monster?"
"Never mind, just be glad that you didn't."
They were all so screwed...
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As soon as Izaya got home she rushed to her room to change, tired of the slutty look she had been forced to adopt in order for her to achieve her goal. Well, it was more like everyone else's goal, but she didn't want to dwell on such thoughts anymore. Besides, it had been much easier than she had expected. At first she thought she would have to threaten them with things from their past but using Celty definitely sped up the process.
[ You think they will do it? ] asked Celty as soon as Izaya came back into the living-room.
"Of course they will, they aren't dumb enough to think they have a choice."
[ You don't seem happy about this. ]
"I was coerced by you people into helping my worst enemy, so how do you think I feel?"
Celty's shoulders slumped. [ I'm sorry, but we couldn't let him die. ]
"Tch! He would have deserved it!"
Celty started typing something but one of Izaya's phones rang and she went to answer it. "Hello?"
"Hello there Orihara-san."
"Shiki-san, how did you get this number?"
"It wasn't that hard to find. You are famous after all."
"Is this about that thing with Akane?"
"No, don't worry about that, for now anyway, this is about something else."
"Oh?"
"There's a new group in town, but no one knows anything about them. Find out who they are and what they want and I'll forget about the whole 'Akane thing' as you put it."
Izaya cursed under her breath, not wanting to help the man but knowing she had no choice in the matter. "I understand. I will look into it," said Izaya, annoyance clear in her tone.
"Don't be so angry Orihara-san, I'm trying to do you a favor here. If Akane's grand-father ever finds out about what you did, wouldn't it be better if he owed you a favor?"
Izaya was quiet.
"So do we have a deal?"
"Yes," said Izaya. "What's the group's name?"
"I'll let you figure that one out since you're such a great Informant."
Izaya ended the call and tightened her grip on the phone. "That annoying, smug bastard!"
Celty approached her cautiously. [ What did he want? ]
"Some stupid thing about a new group in town."
[ I have something to confess. ]
Izaya narrowed her eyes. It didn't sound good. "What is it?"
[ A while ago Shiki-san asked me to spy on you. ]
"That bastard," said Izaya through gritted teeth.
[ I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but I didn't think it was important since I didn't accept anyway. I think he knows that something happened to you because he wanted to know what had you so terrified. ]
Izaya chuckled darkly. "That bastard, I'm going to make him regret ever trying to mess with me."
[ Please don't do anything dangerous. ]
"Don't worry about it, I'll be fine. Also, thank you telling me about it, but more importantly, thank you for refusing his request."
[ It's nothing! ]
"I'm going to get some sleep, see you in the morning."
[ Good night. ]
Celty watched as Izaya closed the door to her room then she sat on the couch and turned on the TV, her mind someplace else even as she changed the channels. She didn't think it'd be possible but she was starting to miss Shinra. Was she so used to his presence that she couldn't stand being away from him? It was a disturbing thought, especially since she wasn't even human to begin with. She shouldn't have such feelings towards anyone, especially since no one knew what would happen once she'd get her head back. Then again, she did spend many years living with Shinra so perhaps it was quite natural to miss him.
Her phone rang and she almost jumped in surprise wondering who would actually call her. She checked the name and her eyes would've rolled in her head if she would've had a head.
"Celtyyyyy! I miss you!" whined Shinra into the phone. "When are you coming baaaaack?"
Celty was amused by his antics.
"I know, I know, you can't answer but I wanted to tell you how much I miss you anyway, cause I miss you sooo much, but I already told you that, haven't I?"
Celty ended the call and messaged him. [ You're being very silly right now. ]
< I can't help it if I want you to be here with me! >
[ I think Shizuo will be out of jail soon. ]
< REALLY? >
[ Yes. ]
< I'll come over tomorrow so tell me more then, ok? >
[ Ok, good night. ]
< Good night! <3 x Infinity >
Celty mentally chuckled and put the phone away, hoping the night would go by fast.
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Kasuka kept twisting and turning the entire night, unable to sleep since his visit to the prison had been useless. Apparently Shizuo was in trouble again and he couldn't see anyone because he was in solitary. All the idiot had to do was to stay out of trouble at least while he was in there but apparently he wasn't even capable of doing as much.
The sun was starting to rise so he got out of bed and rushed to the kitchen to make some coffee. He had filming later in the afternoon which meant that he would have enough time to pay Shinra a visit and ask him if he talked to Izaya. He would've wanted to leave right then but he figured it wouldn't be nice to show up at someone's door at six-something a.m.
He ran a hand through his hair in sheer frustration at not being able to do anything for Shizuo and tried to calm down. His own person felt alien. Heiwajima Kasuka did not worry about anyone to such a degree; at least he didn't remember ever doing so in the past. He was supposed to be emotionless but it seems like his entire personality was doing a complete shift when it came to Shizuo.
He yawned and took a sip of the coffee trying really hard not to fall asleep right then. It was ridiculous how he would only get sleepy during the day when he had to stay awake. Then again, he still had time for a nap so he put the coffee down on the table and rushed to his room where he set the clock to wake him up three hours later. He fell asleep almost instantly and when he woke up again he would've given anything to be able to go back to sleep. It actually felt worse to get a short nap and be forced to wake up instead of not sleeping at all. He quickly got out of bed, changed then rushed to Shinra.
"Kasuka-kun! You're up early," said Shinra when Kasuka showed up at his door that morning.
"I'm sorry if I woke you up."
"It's fine, I woke up an hour ago," said Shinra and invited him inside.
"Have you talked to Orihara-san?"
"Did you ever doubt me? Of course I did, in fact, Celty told me that Shizuo will be out very soon. Speaking of Shizuo, did you see him yesterday?"
"No, they didn't let me see him."
"What? Why?"
"Apparently he got into a fight so they sent him to solitary."
Shinra rolled his eyes. "Of course. Anyway, I was about to leave for Izaya's place. Do you want to come?"
"Yes."
"Alright, let's go!" said Shinra and both of them were out the door a few minutes later.
As soon as they arrived at Izaya's apartment Shinra threw himself into Celty's arms. "Celty!!! I missed you so so so so so much!"
Celty tried to pry Shinra away from her but the man wouldn't let go no matter what. [ You're not twelve years old anymore, I hope you know that. ]
Shinra grinned and finally let her go. "Where's Izaya?"
[ Changing. ]
"Hello Celty-san," said Kasuka who felt somewhat embarrassed for witnessing Shinra's antics.
[ Hello! Shizuo will be out of jail soon so relax. You look exhausted. ]
"I still can't sleep very well."
"Didn't those sleeping pills work?"
"No."
Just then Izaya came out of her bedroom and stiffened at the sight of Kasuka inside her apartment. "Oh, it's you," said Izaya in an annoyed tone.
"I apologize for entering your home uninvited. If my presence bothers you then I will leave."
Izaya sighed. "It's not that you annoy me, it's just that you remind me of him."
"I want to thank you for helping my good-for-nothing brother. He does not deserve your kindness," said Kasuka and took a bow.
"You're rushing with your thanks. I don't remember saying that I won't take revenge on him for the what he did to me," said Izaya and sat on the chair behind her desk.
Kasuka stayed quiet, knowing there was nothing he could say or do to placate the woman.
"I expect he'll be out in the next two or three days if everything goes according to plan."
Kasuka's eyes widened, finding it hard to believe that Shizuo would finally get out. He smiled then, knowing that from that day forth he'd forever be grateful to Orihara Izaya.
"I knew you could do it," chirped Shinra. "Ouch!" he yelped the next second when Celty smacked him on the head for rubbing her shoulder. "No love I tell you, no love," he said and sighed dramatically, making everyone else there laugh.
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