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Force of Nature	By : HollowedRose Category: > Durarara!! (?????!! Dyurarara!!) Views: 6644 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Izaya!" Shizuo called out to her as he sprang to his feet, immediately regretting his impulsive reaction when he saw the color disappear from her face as though she had just seen a ghost.
Izaya turned around, body frozen in shock as she stared wide-eyed at the man she despised from the bottom of her heart. Her hand tightened around the handle of the switchblade she always carried with her inside the pocket of her jacket and she had to fight with everything she had to not succumb to her fear. The last time she had seen him he was too weak to fight, but now he was back on his feet, which meant that he could easily attack her if he so chose. She watched as he took a few steps towards her and she firmly closed her lips, barely suppressing a whimper. She felt as though she was suffocating in a sea of terror, but she kept struggling until she succeeded in getting to the surface, the rational part of her mind knowing that she wasn't supposed to show him any weakness. Shizuo was an animal, and the moment he would smell fear, he would attack, so to prevent such a thing from happening she had to pretend that she was in control. She had no idea if she'd be able to do it, but she had to try anyway, because it beat running away and risking getting caught by him again. If, by any chance, he would attack in the middle of the street she would scream for help this time, because she would never again allow herself to be dragged away by him. She tried to put a smile on her face but she knew that it looked forced, so she dropped it and instead tried to keep a straight face. It was so strange to see him without his usual signature look, the blond hair and bartender uniform gone, the person before barely reminding her of the monster who humiliated her in the worst possible way. Even his expression was softer, the angry scowl he had on his face each time they ran into each other now replaced by something that looked quite alien on the monster's face. It pissed her off. "Is Shizu-chan pretending to be human now?" she said, unconsciously tightening her hand around the switchblade.
Upon hearing the question, Shizuo felt as though she had just stabbed him with one of her switchblades, but he couldn't really blame her, because she had no reason to believe that he was human, not after showing her the monster within. "You're looking better," he said with a brittle smile on his face. It made him feel better knowing that he had failed in his attempt at breaking her into a million pieces like he had wanted back then. He knew that she was not completely fine, but at least she was somewhat similar to the strong Izaya that he used to know before he ended up making the biggest mistake of his life and hurting her in a fit of pure rage.
Izaya shot him an icy glare before realizing that she wasn't supposed to show him just how much he had broken her. What she wanted to show him was how strong she still was even after going through something as traumatizing as rape. Orihara Izaya was a good actress, and she would act out as the great fearless Informant regardless of the situation. She now understood fear, as well as how terrible Ikebukuro's beast could be, so no matter what happened to her from that point on she was certain that it could never be worse than what he had already put her through. "You almost look human," she said in a conceded tone, "but we both know that you're not."
Shizuo tried to hide how hurt he felt by her remark but he doubted that he succeeded in hiding his emotions. He was not like her, because while she could easily hide behind a mask, his expressions always showed exactly how he felt. "Y-yeah... I'm just a monster after all," he said, fighting the urge to lower his head in shame.
"So it would seem, considering you survived an angry mob of Awakusu-kai underlings," she said, disgusted by his attitude.
Shizuo winced at the memory of his fall from the fifth floor but didn't say anything.
This was not the man she knew, this was not the Ikebukuro beast who dragged her to the middle of nowhere to fuck her just because she had ruined his chance at getting laid. Or is it? "Did that make you mad, hmm? Have you finally decided to kill me once and for all?"
"No," he hurried to answer, hands balling into fists. "I don't want to hurt you again."
She only watched him for a moment before she burst into laughter. "Ahh ha ha ha!" She would never believe such lies coming out of his mouth. He was a monster, a dumb protozoan, and such a creature would never understand what he did wrong that day. "You should be a comedian, Shizu-chan. I bet you'd make lots of money spewing such ridiculous crap."
Shizuo grit his teeth in frustration, knowing that he lacked the ability to properly explain to her how he felt. She always succeeded in making him feel inferior each time she opened her mouth, as though she knew exactly what to say to both embarrass and piss him off at the same time. He knew that she was much smarter than he was, so to try to explain himself to such a person was close to impossible, especially when Izaya could easily put him down every time he opened his mouth. Hell, she even made him feel stupid because he loved to drink milk and eat pudding, and that alone said everything. There was nothing wrong with eating those, yet he couldn't stop but feel stupid when she called him a little kid for liking sweets. Either way, there was no point in dwelling on such things when he had her in front of him, actually listening to what he was saying instead of running away from him like he assumed she'd do. "I'm being serious here. My time in prison made me realize a lot of things to which I was blind before, so I've been thinking a lot about that day when I..."
Lips quirked upwards into a sardonic smile, she looked at him as though he was nothing more than a stain on humanity. "Monsters like you should not bother thinking too much, because your head might overheat and explode. Then again, perhaps you should, because I would certainly love to watch such a show."
Shizuo fought to contain the growl that seemed to want to erupt from deep within, knowing that if he did make any sort of threatening moves or sounds then she would most likely attack or run away. His eyes roamed around for a bit to make sure that he wasn't being watched before turning his attention back to her. "Can we go someplace to talk?"
Her eyes widened in surprise, and she wondered if perhaps he had lost his mind after the too many blows to the head he had received over the years. It was almost infuriating how dense he could be. "Like I'd ever want to go anywhere with you, stupid beast," she spat the words with the most contemptuous voice she could muster. "I'd tell you to go die in a ditch, but that wouldn't satisfy me... Ah, then again, I don't even think that you know how to satisfy a woman."
Shizuo opened his mouth a couple of times trying to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he simply closed it shut and turned his head in shame.
"You were terrible, just terrible," she repeated, amused by his stricken expression. That certainly struck a nerve, she thought with no little amount of satisfaction. There was probably nothing worse for a man than to hear how much he sucked in bed, and even though she knew that his aim hadn't been to make her feel good that time, she was certain that he would still hate to hear her mock his non-existent love-making skills. Well, too fucking bad. And perhaps she was risking a lot by mocking a violent beast, but even she knew that he wasn't stupid enough to risk doing anything to her besides throwing a punch or one of those street signs that he seemed to love so much, not as long as they were in the middle of the street. She would run like her life depended on it at the first sign of aggression, and perhaps it did, because who knew how much the brute hated her? He might've looked remorseful, but he was still a beast, and that would never change.
Shizuo slowly turned his head and gave her a guilty look, not really caring as much as she thought he did about the way in which she was making fun of him. Hell, I deserved it, he thought dejectedly. What he was really sad and ashamed about was not showing her just how good it could've been. I'm just a monster after all. He knew that she was still a fucking bitch and a terrible human being, but he also knew that he wasn't much better either. We're both monsters.
"I believe we are done here. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have important things to take care of," said Izaya and tried to turn around, only to get her arm grabbed by Shizuo.
"Wait!" he pleaded, not yet realizing what he was doing.
Izaya stared in both anger and horror as his fingers held onto her arm for only a few moments before she pulled out her switchblade and pressed it into the skin of his neck. "Let.Go." she said in a cold voice, eyes glaring daggers at the man who dared to touch her again as though he had the right to do so.
Shizuo's eyes widened in surprise before he pulled back his hand as though he'd been burned. "Shit, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinki―"
"Of course not," she spat out the words with disgust, body thrumming with fear, "you never think."
"I'm sorry," he said, cringing and inwardly cursing himself for the monumental mistake. It seemed that he was still far away from controlling both his emotions and actions. "I'm sorry," he repeated and backed away one step, trying his hardest to pretend that he hadn't noticed how she was trembling like a leaf in the wind. "I'm sorry."
"Shut up, stupid monster, you're a lost cause," she hissed out the words before she lowered the hand holding so tightly onto the switchblade that her knuckles were turning white. "I will never grant you forgiveness, because I despise you from the bottom of my heart." She was one step away from attacking him herself, but she was not so far gone as to believe that she stood a chance in actually killing him. She hated herself in moments like these, because she was willing to forsake her plan of revenge just for the satisfaction she would feel at seeing his lifeless corpse. "Unless you plan to kill me, I don't want to see your face anywhere near my apartment again," she said and turned around, only to halt in her steps when she noticed someone spying them from within a car. Her eyes roamed around the area and she noticed that there were more suspicious people besides the one in the car. She couldn't be sure whether they were after him or after her, but she had a feeling that they were after her. She had been working hard on finding the person behind the unnamed group distributing the Heaven's Slave drug, so perhaps they had realized that she was poking her nose into their business. She knew how dangerous they were, because the people who got too close to finding out the name of their leader seemed to mysteriously disappear one after the other, cops and prosecutors included. Perhaps there were some people waiting for her inside her apartment too. She inwardly cursed and turned back towards Shizuo, contemplating the idea of using him. She absolutely despised the man, but it seemed like a good idea to use him as cannon fodder. "Shizu-chan," she said sweetly, the tone alone making her sick, "perhaps we should talk after all. Follow me."
Shizuo watched her walk away with his mouth agape, her words sounding too good to be true. He almost couldn't believe that she was willing to listen to him, let alone invite him to her apartment, but he shook his head to wake up from his stupor before he increasing his speed in order to catch up to her. "Are you sure about this?" he asked, his voice trembling a bit as he was overwhelmed by emotions he didn't even know how to name.
Izaya shot him a glare before she remembered that she was only using him to get to safety. Ikebukuro's beast would surely beat up anyone who happened to attack either of them. The brute can be useful sometimes, she thought as she entered the apartment building and got into the elevator, trying not to panic while being inside such a narrow space with the man who had brutally raped her. She felt her fear spike when he turned towards her and she had to fight the urge to cower under his stare.
Shizuo carefully watched her, trying his best to not do anything that would set her off. "Izaya," he said softly, "calm down. I told you already, I'm not going to hurt you again."
Huh? She looked at him in surprise, wondering how he had guessed, then she followed his gaze and her eyes fell upon her trembling hand as she was pointing the switchblade in his direction without even realizing what she was doing. I'm scared, she reluctantly admitted to herself.
Shizuo backed himself into a corner, trying to look as non-threatening as possible, but then the door to the elevator opened and Izaya dashed out and straight towards her apartment.
I'm scared, she kept thinking as she tried to open the door with trembling hands, keys falling from her grasp when Shizuo seemed to appear next to her out of nowhere.
"Calm down, flea!" he tried saying a bit louder, hating to see her lose her composure just from being in the elevator with him. "Look, I'm going to go now, so let's talk another day, ok?"
It took Izaya a moment to realize what he was saying, and when she did she was overwhelmed by shame. She grit her teeth in frustration, hating herself from losing it like that, but what was done was done, and she had no way to turn back time and fix her mistake. However, she refused to let him believe that she was this pathetic, so she forced a smile on her face and tried to speak without her voice trembling. "T-that's not it. Some men were watching one of us, so I thought that'd be best to get inside my apartment as soon as possible. They might be dangerous people."
"It might be the Awakusu-kai following me," he said in an annoyed tone. "Look, I'd better leave now, because I don't want to get you involved in this."
Izaya wearily watched him, still not daring to pick up the keys from where they had fallen with Shizuo so close to her. "I'm not so sure about that," she said before she glued her ear to the door to hear if there was anyone inside.
Shizuo watched her with a confused expression on his face. "What are you doing?"
"Shh!!" she ordered, then focused on trying to pick up any voices coming from behind the door. There was nothing though, so she sighed in relief and turned towards the stupid protozoan whose sole presence both pissed her off and scared her to death. "I think it's safe now."
Shizuo bent down to pick up her keys, his action startling her. "Someone could still be inside. I'll go in first."
Izaya's brows furrowed in confusion, his offer to help taking her by surprise. The brute had never before cared whether she got hurt or not. What's more, he had been the one to hurt her more than anyone before him, so to see him act as though he really was concerned made her think that she was looking at another version of him from a parallel universe. Ridiculous. "Go ahead." Worst case scenario, he would be busy fighting off the people inside while she ran away.
"I'll go in, check, then come out, so wait here. Once I make sure that it's safe, I'll leave. All right?"
Izaya nodded.
Shizuo put his left hand on the handle and twisted the key before slowly pressing down and getting ready to open the door. For some strange reason he had a bad feeling about the whole thing, so when he proceeded to open the door he could hear a voice inside his mind screaming DANGER. Perhaps it was the deadly silence in the hallway as they both stayed quiet, or maybe because he was listening intently, but he could almost swear that he heard something click. He moved on instinct as he covered Izaya with his body, the explosion obliterating everything inside the apartment and throwing both of them into the opposite wall, Izaya getting squashed between Shizuo's body and the wall while a few different-sized pieces that once used to be a part of the metallic door embedded themselves into both their bodies. He collapsed on the ground with Izaya on top of him, the metallic fragments further digging into his back. Most people would've screamed at that, yet he didn't, but he couldn't be sure because he wasn't able to hear nor say anything, his vision quickly tunneling into darkness. He tried to look down but he couldn't move, and the second he tried to push himself up he lost consciousness.
Izaya cried out in pain, her whole body screaming in agony and she had a feeling that her skull would've cracked open from the impact had Shizuo not put his hand behind her head before they hit the wall. She slowly looked up towards his face to see whether or not he was still conscious and she slurred out his name, hoping to get a reaction from him, but there was only silence. They've really tried to kill me, she thought, horrified, realizing how close she came to losing her life.
"Take them both," a rough voice boomed throughout the hallway.
Her eyes snapped to the shoes stopping right next to Shizuo's shoulder and she tried to raise her head to see who it was but she was still too weak from the impact to even get up, let alone fight the person who was giving the orders. "S-stop," she said weakly as she was grabbed by the arms and hauled to her feet before they started dragging her down the stairs. "L-et g-go," she tried again, yet the men were completely ignoring her demands. She wasn't exactly sure of the damage her body had suffered, but the coppery taste of blood filling her mouth made her wonder if perhaps she had suffered any internal injuries. She tried to wrench herself from their hold but one of them punch her in the stomach so hard that she cried out in pain, muscles tensing for a few agonizing moments before going limp.
Why is no one stopping them, she wondered as she was taken out of the building and thrown into a van, the people on the streets apparently too busy watching the burning apartment to pay any attention to what was happening around them. She coughed a few times as they tied her wrists and ankles, finally glad that she could breathe easier now that she was away from the smoke. Smoke... "NO!" she screamed out in horror, the realization that Celty might be dead tearing her heart to shreds, and not only because it meant that she would lose her chance to go to Valhalla. I'm sorry Celty. It had been a mistake to keep the Dullahan's head inside her apartment. The door to the van opened and Shizuo was thrown in as well, his clothes quickly getting stained by blood. Normally she would've reveled at the sight, but at that moment she was more worried about her own safety. Shizuo was in no condition to help her after using his body to shield her from the blast, which meant that she was now on her own. She glared at his unconscious form, at the same time trying to blink away the blood trickling into her eyes. Idiot Shizu-chan, why would you do something like that? Her glare shifted to the three man who were inside the van with her. "Do I know you gentlemen?" she chirped, not wanting to show them weakness, her obsession with staying in control manifesting especially in such a serious situation. Back then I was mocking Shizuo too, she realized, then decided that it was in her best interest to perhaps keep her mouth shut at least until she was brought before their boss.
She didn't have time to further dwell on that particular thought because something hit the van so hard that it rolled over a couple of times before coming to a complete stop, a myriad of new injuries being added to her not-so-old ones. Pain flared from her dislocated shoulder and she tried to breathe, the action alone making the pain a thousand times worse. She could feel tears prickling at her eyes but she refused to let them fall. She had cried once in front of Shizuo, and that was something she would never do again. She watched as two of the three men staggered out of the van to see what was happening and she heard a few cries of pain and the sounds of metal hitting bones before other people showed up and dragged her and Shizuo out of the totaled car and into another van. She cried out when her dislocated shoulder hit the hard surface and she couldn't stop a tear from falling down her cheek. "B-bastard, who are you?" she struggled to speak, hoping to get some answers.
"You know who we are."
Izaya instantly recognized the voice, eyes widening in disbelief at seeing Aozaki sit in the passenger's seat. "Ah, you're here for Ikebukuro's beast?" she asked, slightly amused at how she ended up being saved by the Awakusu-kai while they were trying to catch Shizuo. "Drop me at the first hospital on your way to wherever you're going if you don't mind, thanks."
"Actually," said Aozaki with a dangerous smirk on his face, "I'm here for the both of you. Did you think that you could mock the Awakusu-kai and get away with it?"
A scream slipped past her lips as she was violently grabbed and shoved against the back of the passenger's seat by one of his men, Aozaki's fingers violently curling into her now too long hair.
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