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Blind Fury	By : HollowedRose Category: > Durarara!! (?????!! Dyurarara!!) Views: 6534 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He wanted nothing more than to look away but at the same time he couldn't take his eyes off the screen. That was his little brother there, trapped like an animal between two monsters and there was nothing he could do about it.

"I told you I would," said the Izaya in the video.

"Hello, Yuuhei, it's a pleasure to meet you," the other man said before turning to Izaya. "Why are you filming this?"

Izaya snickered. "Insurance. As long as we have this, he'll keep quiet, unless he wants everyone to see what we're about to do."

"Good idea. Anyway, where were we? Oh, right, it's nice to meet you, Hanejima Yuuhei, I'm Slon," the man said as he sauntered in Kasuka's direction.

Shizuo's eyes filled with horror and he couldn’t help but whimper. He picked up the phone and put it back to his ear.

"Shizu-chan? Did you pass out or something?" Izaya asked, but Shizuo couldn't find his voice when the man in the video was getting closer and closer to his little brother.

There were a lot of things he expected to see, but Kasuka somehow slipping one hand out of the cuffs and smacking the guy in the face with the metal was not one of them. For a fraction of a second, when Kasuka made a dash towards the door, Shizuo believed that his brother could make it, but the guy grabbed his jacket and pulled him backwards. Kasuka almost tripped and fell, but he was caught by the arm and thrown into the wall opposite to the door.

"I can hear you breathing, Shizu-chan, so I guess it's safe to assume that you're still there. Anyway, I can't believe he didn't cry out at that. He really is just as monstrous as you are."

Shizuo couldn't answer though, not when Kasuka was being picked up and pinned between the wall and that monster of a man who looked like he could break him with almost no effort at all. He was big, too big, a foreigner looking like a professional wrestler and it was pretty safe to assume that Kasuka would never be able to fight him off.

"I suggest you don't do that again, unless you want me to teach you the meaning of the word pain," Slon threatened, and Shizuo felt his stomach churn when he saw brief disgust cross Kasuka's face as the man shoved a knee between his legs.

With his arms pinned above his head and that bastard squashing him between the wall and his body, there was nothing that Kasuka could do when the man grabbed his jaw and crushed their lips together.

"Stop it!" Shizuo cried out.

"I already told you, this is all in the past, and there's nothing you can do to change it," Izaya reminded him, snickering at the pain and desperation he could hear in Shizuo's voice.

"Please..." Shizuo continued weakly. Please don't make me watch this anymore, please tell me it's not true!

Kasuka couldn't even budge an inch, and when Slon finally pulled away, he was gasping for air. He turned brown eyes towards Izaya and Shizuo could swear that he saw hurt in them. "Why?" Kasuka asked, his eyes fixed on the man filming the assault.

"Because he cares about you more than he cares about himself," Izaya told him as he zoomed in on Kasuka's face.

"What are you talking about?" Slon asked just before he punched his victim in the stomach so hard that Kasuka ended up falling to the ground in a heap the second he was released.

"It doesn't matter, just do your thing," Izaya brushed off the question. "Ah, but before you start, I'd like to know how Kasu-chan got out of those cuffs."

"The cuffs were too loose," Slon said and bent down to grab Kasuka by the hair, only to get kicked in the face by a heavy boot.

Kasuka pushed himself off the ground and tried to make another run for the door, but Slon caught his ankle and pulled him back, a heavy fist descending on Kasuka's lower back and crushing him into the floor beneath.

Shizuo felt tears running down his face at the sight of Kasuka trying to curl in on himself because of the pain and it crushed his heart in a vice-grip.

"That wasn't very nice," Slon said, frowning, before he punched Kasuka in the face so hard that the smaller man’s lip split open.

Shizuo actually cried out at that, the horror of it all hitting him even harder than before.

"It's all right to cry, Shizu-chan, it's a natural response to pain. Even beasts cry, ne?"

"M-Monster," Shizuo stuttered.

"In order to fight a monster, I had to turn into one myself. You, of all people, have no right to judge me," Izaya hissed in a voice laced with disgust.

"Bast―" Shizuo started, but he ended up choking on the words when he saw Slon lower the zipper of his pants.

"You shouldn't have broken my nose," Slon remarked as he rolled Kasuka on his stomach, pinning him down by the nape.

Kasuka tried to use his hands to pry away the man's fingers, but Slon grabbed the still cuffed wrist and twisted it until it broke with a sickening crunch. For the first time since it all began, Kasuka cried out in pain.

Shizuo didn't remember getting up, or moving, but when he came back to his senses he was clawing at the screen while his whole body was trembling in pain and rage. He gripped the phone tighter, his breath coming out ragged. "He saved you," he said, "and you... this is how you repay him?"

"My hatred for you outweighs the gratitude I feel towards him."

"I'm going to fucking kill you for this!!!" Shizuo shouted into the phone, his eyes burning with hatred.

"No, you won't, Shizu-chan, not unless you want the whole world to see the video of your brother getting sodomized."

Slon started working on unbuckling Kasuka's belt, but not before punching him a few more times for good measure.

"I'll fucking kill you!" Shizuo growled.

"Shouldn't you be apologizing instead of threatening me, hmm?"

"Fucking kill you..." Shizuo repeated, his vision blurred by tears as he watched Slon stroke his member to hardness before settling himself between Kasuka's legs.

Kasuka was too weak to fight back, his left hand trembling as he kept trying to pull Slon's fingers away from his neck.

The Izaya in the video was eerily quiet, but the one on the phone couldn't stop chuckling. "Doesn't Slon remind you of someone?"

"What...?"

"You, Shizu-chan, you're Slon."

Shizuo felt the room starting to spin around him, Izaya's words a sharp, hot knife cutting into his flesh with a viciousness that shook him to the core. Suddenly, he wasn't seeing Slon there anymore, the man's face having been replaced by his own. Slon wasn't the one holding his little brother down, he was, and when the man positioned himself at Kasuka's entrance, Shizuo screamed and tightly shut his eyes, quivering fingers pulling at his own hair in despair. He could not watch, could not bare to see Kasuka's face as his insides were ripped to shreds, nor the pain and betrayal he'd certainly see in those terrified brown eyes. He expected to hear screams, cries, anything, but instead it was quiet; too quiet. Panic-stricken, he snapped his head back to the screen, thinking that Slon had somehow killed Kasuka, but there was nothing there, its blackness tearing his sanity apart.

"Sorry, Shizu-chan, but that's all you get to see."

"W-Why?" Shizuo asked, his teeth chattering so hard that even Izaya could hear the sound through the phone.

"Believe it or not, I like Kasuka-kun, and as much as I hate you, I won't humiliate him more than I already have by showing you his degradation."

Shizuo broke into sobbing.

"That's good, Shizu-chan, let it all out. Even I cried, but you already know that."

"He w-was... inno-cent!" Shizuo managed to say inbetween heartwrenching sobs, once again tugging at his blond locks in despair, the memory of his little brother gently running his fingers through them only making him cry harder.

"No one is innocent."

"He... he didn't de-serve t-this!"

"And I did?" Izaya asked in a flat tone.

Shizuo swung his fist so hard that the TV flew into the wall behind. No flea, you didn't deserve it either. He couldn't say it out loud though, not when the man he'd broke with his own hands had done the same thing to the only person that Shizuo cared about more than anything and anyone in the world.

"I see," Izaya said, his voice carrying some bitterness to it. "You're a hypocrite, Shizu-chan, and a monster, but a monster with feelings, and that was your downfall. I've been trying to find a way to get back at you ever since that night, but it wasn't until you said that I was the cause of you disappointing your brother that I knew what I had to do in order to break you. You're a pathetic excuse for a monster, because you shouldn't have feelings, but you do, and you served me innocent Kasu-chan on a silver platter during our last meeting. You should always think before you speak."

Shizuo couldn't get his brain to form words anymore, not when the guilt he already felt continued to increase exponentially with each passing moment.

"Ah, but don't worry, Shizu-chan, I'm not a monster like you. I didn't just leave him there in a pool of his own blood. Someone is going to bring Kasuka to your place soon, so wait there if you want to see your brother. And don't call Shinra either, because I already had a doctor take a look at him. It's better to get patched up by a stranger than by someone you know. Trust me, I'm speaking from experience. Then again, there are worse things than that. Can you imagine how it must feel like to see and feel the seed of the man you despise run down your blood-stained thighs? Now that's nasty. I didn't want to leave him torn like that; it's really painful you know, but at least he didn't get stabbed in the leg. That makes things sooo much worse! Oh, I think they're there," Izaya said just as Shizuo heard the doorbell.

It took Shizuo a few tries to get to his feet, his knees so weak that he had to grab onto different pieces of furniture just to keep standing as he walked on unsteady legs. He paused for a second when he reached the handle before he pressed it with a trembling hand and he felt his entire being break into its most basic elements when he was met with the sight of an unconscious Kasuka being held by Celty.

"He passed out from the pain," Izaya told him just before Shizuo dropped the phone and pulled Kasuka into his arms.

Shizuo thought he saw Celty write something on her PDA but he couldn't be sure, not when his blurred by tears eyes were glued to Kasuka's limp form. He picked him up in his arms and closed the door behind him, managing to take exactly two steps before dropping to his knees and desperately clinging to Kasuka's broken body. He didn't even hear the doorbell as it kept ringing for a while, deaf and blind to everything around him. He wept like a child, cradling his little brother to his chest and whispering apologies in a broken voice. The bruises on Kasuka's face and neck were already turning purple, and Shizuo only dared to raise the black t-shirt a few inches before pulling it back and weeping even harder, the once flawless pale skin now painted black and purple. He noticed that Kasuka was wearing the same type of clothes Izaya wore that night, and the image of Kasuka looking so much like Izaya annihilated the remainder of his soul. Izaya, you're the cruelest being in existence, he thought as he buried Kasuka's head in the crook of his neck and gently ran his hand through brown locks. You win.
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