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Force of Nature	By : HollowedRose Category: > Durarara!! (?????!! Dyurarara!!) Views: 6646 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Realizing that she was in danger, Izaya tried to reach her switchblade, but her still somewhat working arm was violently grabbed and twisted behind her back, her pockets then emptied by one of the Awakusu-kai members.
Aozaki tutted her. "I wouldn't try anything funny if I were you, unless you want to end up chocking on your own blood after we slit your throat and dump you to some remote place where no one will find your rotting corpse for a very long time."
Normally, she would've mocked Aozaki and even go out of her way to piss him off, because that was how she usually dealt with people who dared to threaten her, but given her situation and her past experience with Shizuo, she knew better than to provoke dangerous people into hurting her when she had no way of defending herself. "I see. In that case, I will wait until we get to wherever we're going to clear up the misunderstanding," she said in the calmest voice she could muster because she didn't want them to think that she was panicking, even though she kind of was.
"I'm glad to hear that we understand each other," he said in a cold voice, then turned to one of his underlings. "Cuff her."
"No! Wait, my shoulder is― argh!!!" she screamed out in pain when both her arms were twisted behind her back, her wrists then cuffed with no regard towards her dislocated shoulder. Tears streamed down her face as the agonizing pain spread throughout her body, another sharp piercing cry ripping from her throat when she was thrown away from Aozaki's seat and onto the floor of the van. She curled in on herself, trying her hardest to breathe after the air was knocked out of her lungs at the brutal treatment. She heard one of the men laughing at her and she barely restrained herself from kicking him in the face. She knew better than to push the Blue Demon of the Awakusu-kai. Her teary eyes drifted to Shizuo's unconscious form and she glared at him as though everything was his fault, and perhaps it was, because they were most likely assuming that she was with him after seeing them together. Stupid Shizu-chan, just die, she screamed inside her head, her foot flying straight into Shizuo's side a couple of times before Aozaki's men hauled her to her knees and kept her like that, each grabbing one of her arms while completely ignoring her dislocated shoulder. "Can you just pop it back into place?" she asked through clenched teeth, sweat mixing with blood and rolling down the side of her face from how much effort she put into not screaming out in pain. She hoped that they would heed her request, but all she got in return was silence. "Hey, didn't you hear me?" she snapped.
"We heard you, but you didn't ask nicely enough, so we chose to ignore you instead," said Aozaki while his men simply laughed.
Grinding her teeth in frustration, she barely restrained herself from insulting Aozaki. She didn't want to beg them for any favors, but her shoulder was killing her, especially when the idiot holding her left arm kept jabbing her for his own sick amusement. "It's fine," she finally chirped, "I'll put it back into place myself the first chance I get."
Aozaki shrugged. "Suit yourself."
Izaya shot him a glare, but she was in too much pain to be able to think of an appropriate retort. Instead she lowered her eyes and looked at Shizuo again. He actually seemed less dangerous than the people who had them, and she was starting to hate herself for wishing that he would wake up and crush each and every one of the Awakusu-kai members. Orihara Izaya was not a damsel in distress who needed rescuing, but even she knew that there were some limits to what she could do. It wasn't that hard for her to either free herself from the cuffs or to pop her shoulder back into place, but to do either of them while she was both cuffed and her shoulder was dislocated seemed close to impossible, not to mention that there were two goons forcing her to kneel at their feet while they comfortably sat on the backseat. The van made a sudden left and Izaya whimpered in pain, the centrifugal force pushing her outwards while the idiot holding onto her left arm pulled her backwards none to gently. She cursed under her breath and bit into her lower lip, not wanting to further embarrass herself by screaming out in pain again.
The van came to a complete stop a couple of minutes later, Aozaki and the driver getting out while the two men in the back stayed behind. Izaya could hear the Blue Demon talking to someone but she couldn't make out the words. She wondered if they had reached their destination or if they were only making a quick stop, really hoping that it was the first because she didn't know how much longer she could stand being inside that van with those disgusting Awakusu-kai underlings ranting about stupid stuff while she was trying her hardest to not writhe in agony. She heard Shizuo moan in pain and her eyes darted in his direction, her body tensing in both hope and apprehension. She was not naive enough to believe that Shizuo would never hurt her again just because he said so, and while he was indeed hurt, he was still a monster, and who knew how a beast like him would react once he realized that he was trapped. She gulped then, her eyes transfixed on his bloody face, waiting for the moment when those honey-colored eyes would open and the beast that was Heiwajima Shizuo would run rampant and destroy everyone and everything in his path, herself most likely included. She wouldn't go down without a fight though. The door to the van was suddenly opened and she jerked in surprise, further aggravating her already too many injuries.
"Here, inject him with this," said Aozaki and handed a syringe to one of his men before going back to the passanger seat.
Izaya watched as Shizuo opened confused eyes, and she felt her heart sink when the guy who until then was holding onto her right arm injected him with something strong enough to instantly knock him out. There goes my chance of getting out of here, she thought dejectedly.
"All done, boss," said the man, then threw out the syringe before closing the door and going back to his spot next to their still conscious prisoner.
"Ok, let's go," Aozaki ordered the driver.
Izaya's eyes remained transfixed on Shizuo's unconscious form the rest of the way, and when they finally stopped after what felt like an eternity, she was taken out of the van and dragged inside a rundown building of some sorts, her heart sinking at the flashbacks she got after being taken to a place that reminded her so much of that traumatizing day. She didn't put up a fight though, because she knew it was useless in her condition, but she couldn't help but feel uneasy as she was paraded through the place, the Awakusu-kai members either laughing or mocking her as they passed by. It crossed her mind that perhaps this was the place where a lot of their illegal activities took place, and there really was no wonder that she was never able to find it before, because it didn't seem like it was anywhere near Tokyo. She looked over her shoulder and saw the men dragging an unconscious Shizuo not that far behind her, and she wondered what they were planning to do to him now that they finally had him. Dread surged through her when she saw the stairs leading to the basement and she started struggling. "Wait, wait, wait, I don't even understand why I'm here to begin with, so before you throw me in there, shouldn't I at least get a chance to clear my name?" The men ignored her and continued to drag her down the stairs before opening a heavy steel door and throwing her inside none too gently. Luckily she fell on her good shoulder, but before she could get up and try to fight her way out of there she saw two other men dumping Shizuo in there as well. "No! Get him out of here! Don't leave him here!" she shouted after them, but they ignored her, the iron door closing behind them with an ominous sound. Trembling, she got up and moved as far away as possible from the monster, not wanting to be near him when the beast woke up. It was the worst possible outcome, to be locked up together with Shizuo, and she couldn't help but feel terrified and dreading the moment when the stuff they injected him with wore out and he came back to his senses.
A crazy thought passed through her head and she froze for a few moments when she realized that she was even considering the possibility of killing him before he would wake up. It wasn't that hard to snuff the life out of him, even if she was tied up. She could easily break his neck with her foot, and then she would never have to worry about getting hurt by him again. Heiwajima Shizuo was not human to begin with, so she wouldn't betray her love for humanity by killing him. Then again she was nowhere near close to paying him back for his sin. There was also the possibility of getting out of there with his help. it pissed her off so much that she marched towards him and kicked him a few times just to get it out of her system. She wasn't one to enjoy inflicting physical pain, but she couldn't deny the satisfaction she felt each time her foot connected with Shizuo's bloody and broken body, and she wondered if this was perhaps how he felt that time in the warehouse when he beat her up before brutally raping her. She coudn't deny that it felt good to hurt the person she despised, and she hated how she ended up lowering herself to such an animalistic state, but her nerves were already fried, and all she wanted to do was to get out of there and find out what happened to Celty after the explosion. Her heart clenched at the thought of her having lost the apartment, and even though it was insured, there were still priceless object that couldn't be replaced, like rare editions of books that she loved to read or her many phones and her important flash disks and files in which she held precious information. She screamed in frustration and hit Shizuo again, this time so hard that he ended up rolling on the ground until he was face down on the floor. "I HATE YOU! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! JUST DIE ALREADY!"
"Hey, shut the fuck up in there," snapped a guy from somewhere up the stairs.
Izaya snarled but backed away, trying to figure out a way to put back her dislocated shoulder, but she didn't have time to dwell on it because Aozaki and two of his men decided to pay her a visit. She backed away into a corner, the chains and wires they were holding making her worry about what they were planning to do.
"Relax, Orihara-san, these are not for you. We're not worried about you right now," Aozaki mocked her just to piss her off.
"Uncuff me and I'll show you how worried you should be," Izaya snarled, completely offended by his remark. Just because she was injured it didn't mean that she was weak. And yet, why am I not making a dash for the door, she wondered in confusion, but then she realized that there had to be other options besides fighting her way out of there. That was the brute's way of dealing with things, not hers. "Whatever you think I did, I didn't do it. I have nothing to do with him. He was the one who came looking for me, then he followed me up to my apartment," she said, then waited for a reply which never came, because the three men were too busy chaining up Shizuo and using wires in a way that she had never seen before. It was only when they were done that Aozaki seemed to remember that she was there.
"Orihara-san, we'll talk more later," Aozaki said as he approached her, barely holding in a laughter at the way she seemed to further shrink into the corner, "but until then, how about I take care of you, hmm? Turn around."
"I'm fine, really," she said, her voice shaking a bit, unsure of what Aozaki meant when he said that he'd take care of her, his dangerous smile making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.
Once in front of her, Aozaki stopped. "I see. If you don't want me to pop that arm back into its socket then there's nothing else for me to do here, so I'll take my leave now," he said and turned around, then smirked when she called out his name. "Yes, what is it?"
Izaya almost bit her tongue in frustration at having to ask him nicely. "Can you please help me before you go? Thank you."
"See? That wasn't so hard." He saw the way she glared at him and his smirk widened. "Turn around so I can uncuff you."
Izaya reluctantly did as she was told, completely hating how she had no choice but to play by his rules. She wanted nothing more than to sink her switchblade into his heart, but she didn't have her blade anymore, and the building was crawling with Awakusu-kai underlings, which meant that she was stuck there. She tried to stay calm as Aozaki took off the cuffs and then grabbed he arm, a shiver running down her spine the moment his cold hands touched the back of her neck.
"Ready?"
She nodded, then she only felt pain for a moment before her bones snapped back into place with a sickening crunch. She rotated her arm a few times to see if it was working properly, not missing the way Aozaki followed her every move as though he was expecting her to attack him. She smirked. So he doesn't think I'm that harmless after all.
"I'll be back later." Keeping her eyes on her, he backed away, then turned around and left, his men closing the door behind them.
Izaya allowed her body to slide down the wall, too sick and tired of everything around her going to hell. She stayed like that, staring into the semi-darkness of the basement for a long time until she heard a moan coming from Shizuo. She jerked in surprise, as though she had forgotten he was even there to begin with, her eyes immediately falling on his twitching form. Hugging her knees closer to her chest, she watched with worry how he slowly woke up, honey-colored eyes roaming around the place in confusion until finally falling on her form.
"Iza-ya?" he asked brokenly, his memories of the day a blur. "W-what's going on? Where are we?"
She chuckled darkly but didn't say anything, and instead watched him as he tried to free himself from the bindings, the wires digging first into his skin and then his muscles until he finally figured that he couldn't free himself least he wanted to get sliced to the bone by the wires strategically placed around his limbs and neck. "What the fuck?" he snarled in annoyance, panting heavily. "Izaya!"
She sighed, his annoying voice and pained grunts grating on her nerves. "Is there something you want? Because if all you seek are the answers to your questions, then I am sorry to say that I have none."
He rapidly blinked a few times, trying to get rid of the blur in his eyes. "Are you ok?" he finally asked, not liking the way she was curled up into a ball in the corner. He heard her chuckle and his brows furrowed in confusion. "Izaya?"
"Oh, I'm fine Shizu-chan, just peachy," she chirped, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "My apartment got blown to smithereens, most likely because of you, but that's ok, because I should've expected that one of these days you'd destroy more than just my body."
He stared at her in shock for a few moments, surprised that she would admit to being hurt so badly by him. He was guilty of a lot of sins when it came to her, but he wasn't the one who destroyed her home. "I didn't blow up your apartment, I swear!"
"I know, I know, you're not that smart, or brave, you're only just a rapist after all."
He winced at her words, his head lowering in shame. "Yeah... I am..."
"Oh, wait, wait, did I hear that right? Did Shizu-chan just admit to being a rapist? Ahh ha ha ha ha! I never thought I'd hear you own up to it. If I remember correctly, you said something along the lines of me overreacting over just some rough sex."
"I'm sorry..."'
"And then you had the nerve to say that I was being a drama-queen for struggling and trying to get away after you brutally raped me twice and wanted to go for a third time," she said, her voice dripping venom.
He jerked in surprise as though she had just repeatedly stabbed him in the heart with one of her blades with every word that came out of her mouth, the wires painfully digging into his already sore body. "I was wrong, I didn't know―"
"You didn't know what, hmm? That I was not the whore that I was rumored to be? Why would me being the town's slut make you believe that it was all right to rape me? I would really like to know how your protozoic brain justifies it." Stretching her legs, she folded her arms in front of her and glared at him with all the hate she could muster. "This should be entertaining. Please do explain."
Shizuo cringed, not knowing how to reply to that. He could hardly understand why he did it in the first place, so to explain what drove him that day was close to impossible. He remembered being really turned on, and then getting extremely angry because of her. Shit, what the hell does she want from me? "I didn't think―"
"Of course you didn't, because thinking requires that you use your brain, and that's asking too much of you," she said in a mocking tone, enjoying the way he was shifting in embarrassment as much as his bindings allowed it. "Try it though. Who knows, maybe those rusty wheels in there will start moving if you keep at it."
"Will you stop it already?" he snapped, sick and tired of her insulting his intelligence. "I know that I'm not the smartest person around, but that's exactly the kind of stuff that makes me wanna wring your neck until it breaks. Why is it so hard to have a normal conversation with you?"
"Because you raped me, you sick fuck!"
"I KNOW, all right? And there's nothing I can do to change that now! I didn't think that it would be such a big deal if you were whoring yourself to every guy out there for information. How was I supposed to know that you were a freakin' virgin?? It's not like it was written on your forehead!"
"You should've felt it you bastard! But no, you just had to bully your way inside me like the monster that you are!"
"How am I supposed to notice stuff like that when I can lift a freakin' car?? It took everything I had to not break your bones, or worse, kill you!"
She opened her mouth to say something but then she snapped it shut. It really was a miracle that she survived the assault. Even so, it didn't mean much to her, not after what she had been forced to go through. "Well, I don't know..." she said and rolled her eyes, "keeping it in your pants would've helped."
He tensed at her words, the wires cutting his skin in a few places. "I know, I know, I fucking know that! Ok? I'm sorry..."
Izaya burst into laughter at that. "Stupid Shizu-chan, thinking that saying sorry will fix everything..."
"That's not―"
"That's exactly what you were hoping for," she said, then got up and walked over to where he was chained down with his back against the wall. It was strange to see the beast immobilized, and she figured that the Awakusu-kai must've planned his capture for a while if they came up with such an interesting way of keeping him captive. Their eyes met and he lowered his head, ashamed, and that surprised her, because she couldn't get used to Shizuo not being a complete asshole to her. She bent down, grabbed his jaw, and forced him to look her in the eyes. "Don't run Shizu-chan, you can never run away from this."
He swallowed the lump in his throat and stared into her malicious yet hurt crimson eyes, the intensity of the hate she bore for him making him want to shrink back into himself. Her nails painfully sank into the skin of his face and he winced, surprised that she let her nails grow. He smiled without thinking, and that seemed to make her angry because she snapped at him.
"What's so funny, hmm?"
"Long hair and nails suit you better," he said, his smile turning brittle at the thought that he would never again be able to touch her the way he wanted.
She couldn't hide her shock at hearing his words, and she snapped her hand back as though she'd just been burned. "What..."
"I'm sorry about everything. I'd do anything to make it up to you, but I don't know how," he said in a low, defeated voice.
"Would you die for me?"
He smiled bitterly, expecting such a request from her. "Would killing me with your own hands make you happy?"
A shiver ran down her spine at the question and she dropped to her knees next to him. "Yes," she answered, her voice trembling a bit.
"Then do it," he said, smirking, challenging her to end his life. "Do it, I can't fight back. I'm helpless, just like you were back then when I cut your clothes to shreds with your own blade and then forced myself onto you. Do it! DO IT!"
She raised trembling hands and wrapped them around his neck, her eyes fixed on his bloody face as she started to squeeze tighter and tighter, his crazed smirk throwing her off. Why, Shizu-chan, why?
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