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Chapter 13: So It Begins
Izaya angrily typed on her computer in hope of finding out information on this new gang that Shiki mentioned. She needed a distraction, anything to keep her mind busy and her thoughts far away from the annoying brute that never seemed to act the way she expected of him. And what was with that meek attitude of his? It was like someone took his protozoan brain out and replaced it with something that was the exact opposite of the original. Then again that was the exact reason why she couldn't stand him in the first place, because he was an unpredictable monster that needed to be wiped out from existence. Doing that however would not be satisfying enough so she would first have to come up with a few ideas that would completely destroy the beast before finally putting it out of its misery.
A thick folder was dropped on her desk and she winced at the loud noise the thing made when it hit the surface.
"Here are a few possible cases you might want to take and also some of the old ones where the clients insist that only you can help them out," said Namie and went back to her desk.
"I told you to look up information on this new gang, but what do you do instead? You bother me with random cases I have no interest in," said Izaya and pushed the folder away until it was sitting in the corner of her desk.
"Some of those cases you agreed to take on before, and now you expect the clients to simply accept your refusal after they went through the trouble of convincing you in the first place?" snapped Namie. "I'm the one taking the blunt hits from all of this since I'm the one who has to explain to them how Orihara Izaya went through some traumatic experience and now she refuses to take on new cases."
"I'm getting tired of your attitude. If you dare spew any of that garbage to others I'll make sure that little brother of yours never finds your lifeless body," snarled Izaya and pushed the folder off her desk. "I don't pay you to think, just do your job and shut up. I have the right to refuse any case I want and since the old ones don't interest me anymore, don't ever mention them to me again."
"Tch!"
Izaya could tell that Namie was absolutely livid and in that moment she realized that it had probably not been such a good idea to call her back to work so soon. Izaya herself was not ready to deal with all the crap that came with being an Informant because even though she enjoyed what she did most of the times there was also the part with her making enough enemies to drive a normal person insane. Many humans harbored hate towards her so any of them could try and take some sort of revenge. It wasn't that she was exactly scared but after what happened with Shizuo she was done underestimating those around her.
At least Namie was quiet again and she could focus on her search. "Oh!" exclaimed Izaya out loud the next second, taking Namie by surprise as well.
"What?" asked Namie in an annoyed tone.
"There are two groups, not one," she answered and went back to what she was doing, completely ignoring Namie once again who even though was quite the dangerous woman herself she was no threat to Izaya due to the deal she had with Yagiri Pharmaceutics. "I'll be back in a couple of hours," said Izaya who got up and went to the guest room to pick up Celty. "Let's go, she told the headless rider and both of them left the apartment."
[ Where are we going? ]
"We're going to Awakusu territory since I need to have a chat with Shiki," said Izaya and got on the bike.
[ Are yous sure that's a good idea? Last I know he was trying his best to find your weakness. ]
"It's fine."
Celty knew exactly where to find Shiki so once they stopped in front of the apartment building where many of the Awakusu-kai could be found, including Shiki himself, she led Izaya up the stairs, not without being surprised at how easily Shiki's henchmen allowed them free passage.
"I see you both came to pay me a visit. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Shiki asked, motioning for both women to sit down.
"There are two gangs, not one as you led me to believe," said Izaya with a smirk on her face.
"Don't be upset Orihara-san, I had faith in your information gathering skills. Now, shall we get down to business?" asked Shiki with a smirk of his own as he sat down behind his desk.
"Why the game though?" asked Izaya, still not wanting to let it go before Shiki revealed the answer to her question.
The man sighed, as though the answer was the most obvious thing in the world. "You've taken a long vacation Orihara-san, so I wanted to make sure that your skills aren't rusty."
Izaya frowned. "Now you're insulting me."
"Did you at least find out the names of the two groups?"
"That's a silly question Shiki-san, considering one of the groups doesn't go by any name."
"Bravo!" exclaimed Shiki, the sound of applauds resonating throughout the small office. "Your skills are as good as ever. Now, before we continue, are you sure you don't mind our courier here hearing our conversation?" asked Shiki with a smirk on his face as his eyes fell upon Celty's form.
"You may speak," was Izaya's answer.
Shiki's smirk only grew wider. "Some interesting things must've happened since the last time I met both of you. I find it quite fascinating," mused the man.
[ Enough Shiki-san! ] said Celty who got up from the couch and approached the desk to show him her message.
"Ah, you're right, my apologies. It's none of my business after all." His eyes went back to Izaya. "Now that you know of which groups I'm talking about we can scratch the named one off the list and you can go and find out for me who is behind the unnamed group."

"You mean the one behind the distribution of 'Heaven's Slave'."
"Exactly. Not only did they dare trespass on our territory but they also succeeded in getting some of my men addicted to that drug."
"Idiots," was all that Izaya said but she knew it had been a mistake the moment Shiki's eyes glared icy daggers at her.
"Just do your job," said Shiki and motioned for the two of them to leave.
Izaya gave him a mock-bow. "As you wish," she said and smirked when she could almost see the contour of one of the veins on his forehead popping out from under the skin.
[ Are you sure it's wise to anger him? ] asked Celty the moment they were out of the building and away from Shiki's men.
"I'm not scared of him," was all that Izaya said as she got on the bike and Celty could tell that something was not right if the malicious glow in the woman's eyes was any indication.
And Celty was right because a million thoughts went through Izaya's mind and none of them were anything good when it came to everyone else besides Izaya herself.
Izaya was quiet that entire day, and the next few days too and all that Celty could do was watch as the woman typed on her laptop, or leave the room when it was time for Izaya to answer the calls that she kept getting on her too many phones.
It disturbed her to see Izaya like this because she was starting to get used to the new Izaya and it appeared that the old version of the Informant was starting to come back to life. Celty never liked the old Izaya because the old Izaya was a malicious creature that stepped on anyone that had the misfortune of ending up in her path.
But Izaya didn't pay any attention to Celty because her heart was soaring at the prospect of what was about to come. She was done with letting people treat her as a fool. The days of the weak, scared and traumatized Izaya were over and she would take her sweet time to enact revenge on all those who had dared to cross her when she was at her lowest. And she would start with Shizuo because he was the cause of all her misfortune. It hadn't been easy to obtain the information that was now staring back at her from the screen of her laptop but she knew with certainty that the price she had to pay was nothing compared to the satisfaction she'd get once she put that information to good use.
"Hey Celty," said Izaya as she closed the lid on her laptop, "do you want to go get some fatty tuna?"
Celty shrugged and that was enough indication for Izaya to get up and grab her coat. "I'm sure you would agree with me that fatty tuna is the tastiest thing in the whole world if you weren't headless."
[ It'll be the first thing I try once I get my head! ] said Celty playfully but she couldn't relax one bit with Izaya being so Izaya-like.
"You'd better remember this Celty, it's a promise!"
The malicious glee didn't leave Izaya's eyes and Celty couldn't stop worrying that something really bad was about to happen.
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"What is it?" asked Kasuka when he noticed the apathetic look on his brother's face as he chew on the steak that he bought for him to eat in order to recover his strength faster.
"Nothing," the older brother answered but Kasuka could tell that it was something.
"Please tell me what's bothering you."
"Fine! I'm just... you know, I feel bad," said Shizuo and chewed loudly on the piece of steak.
"About what?"
Shizuo sighed. "Tom-san probably wonders what happened to me. He probably hates me for abandoning my job like that."
"Ah, your boss? Don't worry about it, I spoke to him soon after you were taken to prison."
"What?" said Shizuo, his eyes wide in surprise.
"I also paid the rent to your apartment so you wouldn't lose it."
"Kasuka... I don't even... I don't know what to say."
"Don't say anything. It's the least I can do for you after failing to protect you when you most needed me."
"Even though I didn't want you to see me like that I was happy whenever you came to visit," said Shizuo and Kasuka couldn't have been happier to hear those words coming from his brother's mouth.
That day he went back to Shizuo's apartment and brought back a few articles of clothing as well as the man's phone. Perhaps Shizuo would need it to talk to his boss? Kasuka couldn't be sure what Shizuo wanted to do but his brother needed a change of clothes and the stuff that Kasuka had were a bit too small for him.
The more time passed the better Shizuo felt and soon enough he had no trouble in moving around the apartment. It felt strange to be able to move around so freely after being caged for so long but this sense of freedom was making his heart lighter. It really was good to be back, even though he knew that only pain awaited him. Of course Izaya would seek revenge, there was no way the woman would simply let it go. He had a lot of time to reflect on his past actions while he was in prison and what occupied his mind most of the time were thoughts of Izaya. Sometimes he would even feel physically ill when remembering the things he ended up doing to her that day but his little trip on memory lane was abruptly interrupted when the phone in his pocket rang out of nowhere. He almost dropped it when he saw the number on the screen, instantly recognizing it, and even though he dreaded the conversation that was about to happen he answered it anyway. "Iza-ya?"
"Ne, Shizu-chan, do you think we can meet up today?"
"What?" asked Shizuo dumbfounded. Was the woman crazy enough to actually dare meet up with him just like that?
"We need to talk," Izaya continued, her voice as cheerful and annoying as it used to be before he dragged her to that warehouse and broke her in more ways than one.
"You... are you sure about this?" asked Shizuo softly, as though he was afraid that his voice alone might scare her away.
"Yes I'm sure. Can you be there in exactly two hours?" asked Izaya who was obviously starting to become impatient.
"I'll be there," said Shizuo and wrote down the address once Izaya told him where to meet up.
He put the phone back into his pocket and the thought that it was a trap hit him with a force that almost left him breathless. Of course it was a trap; why would Izaya ever want to meet up with him and talk? They never did that in the past, so why would they start now?
"Nii-san? What's wrong?" asked Kasuka who just then came back from shopping.
Shizuo didn't even notice his presence until his brother spoke up. "Nothing!" he was quick to answer, his face set into a nervous smile. "Did you buy milk?" he asked, hoping that Kasuka would stop questioning him.
He handed Shizuo a carton of milk. "Here."
Shizuo took it from Kasuka's hand then went into the living room where he sat on the couch and turned on the TV, trying his hardest to look relaxed even though a storm was ravaging both his mind and soul. Would Izaya shoot him as soon as he took a step inside that place or would she talk to him first? She would surely bring a gun since she had to know by now that those little knives of hers had never really been a deterrent into keeping him away. What actually stopped Shizuo from crushing her to dust before had been none other than Shizuo himself. And now they both knew how bad things went when Shizuo lost what little control he had over his rage.
Kasuka couldn't help but feel worried about his brother who did nothing but stare blankly at the TV for over an hour. Sure, it looked like he was watching the movie but Kasuka knew better. Then just like that Shizuo sprang to his feet and turned toward Kasuka with a haunted look in his eyes.
"I have to go."
"Nii-san...?"
"I'll be right back," said Shizuo and tried to move past Kasuka only to get his arm grabbed in a vice-like grip.
"I won't let you go until you tell me where you're going."
"I'm only going to get some fresh air."
"Don't lie to me!" snapped Kasuka. "You can't leave!"
"I'm not lying. If you want we can go together," he said calmly with a smile on his face.
Kasuka breathed in relief. "Ok, let's go together. Wait here until I change," he said and rushed to his bedroom.
But Shizuo had no intention of taking his brother to where he was going and even though he hated lying to Kasuka he knew that it was necessary if he wanted to be able to get to the meeting place in time. Shizuo completely ignored the bad feeling settled in his gut and didn't stop until he was in front of the building where he was supposed to meet up with Izaya. He checked the clock and even though he was ten minutes earlier he forced his legs to move and go up the stairs. Was Izaya going to kill him or just hurt him? Would he be able to control himself and not break her neck if she really did try to kill him or would he simply destroy Izaya once and for all? Too many questions and no answer, at least until he actually got there and confronted the woman.
He growled in annoyance when a bunch of people ran down the stairs, one of them bumping into him but he paid no attention to them since the only one occupying his mind was none other than Izaya; sweet yet extremely vicious Orihara Izaya. No matter how hard she tried to look strong he knew better now. He could still remember clearly her heart-breaking sobs and that trembling voice as she denied the accusations about her being a loose whore. And then, because of him, because he had been the one to injure her so much she ended up as a victim once again when he made the stupid mistake of not stopping her as she left Shizuo's apartment that night. He could still remember her desperate scream for help and the sight of her pinned against that dirty wall surrounded by a bunch of sleazy animals.
His hand tightened on the rail and he had to take a deep breath to chase away the image that almost made him commit murder. Actually it was a miracle that none of them died considering that Shizuo didn't hold back at all that night. He would've probably killed them if any of them would've actually gotten as far as to stick their disgusting dicks into her but since he arrived there before anything like that happened there was no need to waste more time on them when he had an injured Izaya to take care of.
He shook his head to chase away the memory and he kept going up the stairs until he reached the fifth floor. Once there he stopped dead in his tracks, the sight of the many corpses spread all over the floor making the blood freeze in his veins. And then he could hear the sounds of voices and footsteps coming up the stairs and he had a felling that he was screwed. The pieces of the puzzle were starting to come together quite fast and Shizuo knew for sure that his suspicions had been right when the men finally arrived there and started pointing fingers at him and accusing him of murdering their comrades. What could he say to that? That he didn't do it? That it was all a set-up? They wouldn't believe him no matter what and he almost laughed then at the ingeniosity of Izaya's trap. She was not a woman one would ever want to mess with.
And it was ridiculous how scared they were of him when Shizuo was still too weak to properly defend himself. Then his phone rang out of nowhere and he almost laughed at how the noise startled those cowards who hid behind knives and bats. They kept threatening to kill him but none of them dared to take a step forward. Shizuo took the phone out of his pocket and put it against his ear.
"I'm sure you've seen my present by now Shizu-chan."
"Yeah," was the only thing Shizuo could say.
"I hope you like it~" continued Izaya in a sing-song voice and Shizuo had to fight the urge to crush the phone to smithereens.
He took a deep breath in order to calm down because it wouldn't do any good to show Izaya just how affected he really was. When he was sure his voice wouldn't falter he spoke again. "I would've preferred to see you instead," he nearly purred the words into the phone. He figured that took Izaya by surprise because he could almost hear her teeth grinding against each other over the phone and he smiled a little triumphant smile despite the dangerous situation he was in.
"Perhaps you were hoping to rape me again and leave me a bloody mess on the ground, just like you did the first time?" asked Izaya in a venomous tone.
The accusation in her voice made him cringe and it was getting harder and harder to stay calm when those men kept waving around their knives, swords and baseball bats. Then one of them attacked when he couldn't stand the tension anymore and Shizuo barely had time to dodge the incoming hit.
"Die fucker!" the man screamed.
"Just because you are Heiwajima Shizuo it doesn't mean that you can do whatever the fuck you want!" said another one.
Then more men joined in but the words that seemed to be on everyone's lips were "Let's bring this bastard's head to Dougen-sama!"
"I see that you're kind of busy so I'll leave you to it," chuckled Izaya into the phone before she ended the call.
Shizuo immediately put the phone back into his pocket and retreated further into the building since the stairs were packed with people armed to their teeth. It looked as though he was running but he didn't care because he wasn't in a mood to die by their hands nor did he want to end up killing someone by accident. "Would you guys let me go if I said that I'm not the one who killed them?" said Shizuo once he ended up in a corner surrounded by a mass of angry thugs.
He heard laughter erupt from the crowd and then suddenly they were silent again, their eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Heiwajima-san," said one of the men in the back, the sea of people immediately parting to make room for him. "I had a feeling that one day you'd make problems for me again."
"Do I know you?" asked Shizuo and lit up a cigarette, the need to fill his lungs with smoke burning him from the inside.
"Perhaps."
Shizuo looked the man up and down to asses the danger level and even though the man was taller than him Shizuo had no doubt that he could take him down easily enough. Even if the man knew him, Shizuo had no idea who he was. He sighed, really not in the mood to fight. "I really didn't kill those guys you know?"
"You don't expect me to believe that, right Heiwajima-san? Or should I say Shizuo-kun?"

Shizuo narrowed his eyes at the man. He was done asking nicely. "Listen here you dipshit," said Shizuo as he snapped the cigarette in two, "I didn't kill any of those people but I might really end up committing murder if you morons don't fuck off right now." He could see his words pissed off the man but he was way past caring.
"I should've killed you after that incident at the bakery when you were still a child."
Shizuo's eyes widened in surprise, a vague memory of this man slowly coming back to him. "You're the bastard who sent those guys to get money from that woman," he said through gritted teeth.
"Indeed I am. Name's Aozaki," the man said and grabbed a katana from one of the men anxiously waiting for the slaughter to begin. "I only let you live back then because you were a child, but now Shizuo-kun, now I can kill you."
Shizuo barely had time to duck the slash that would've otherwise taken his head and threw himself into Aozaki's chest hard enough to make the man lose balance. As much as he wanted to crush the whole lot of them to dust he wasn't foolish enough to believe that he could go against Aozaki in his state and win. Even he had heard of Aozaki and the Blue Demon wasn't someone he could take lightly. He grabbed one man by the neck and seized the bat in his hand, immediately blocking an incoming hit.
It didn't take long for Aozaki to recover and Shizuo almost lost his left arm when Aozaki slashed at him from the side, forcing him to back up into the mass of Awakusu underlings where one of them successfully embedded a switchblade into his lower back. Shizuo hissed in pain but he kept fighting, knowing that he had no choice if he wanted to live.
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@Excalibur: She will realize that Shizuo can keep her safe but it'll be funny how much she'll deny it. xD
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