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Force of Nature	By : HollowedRose Category: > Durarara!! (?????!! Dyurarara!!) Views: 6644 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Shizuo stared into her eyes as she was trying to crush his windpipe, her thumbs increasing the pressure until he was having a hard time breathing, but it still wasn't enough to kill him, so either she was not trying hard enough, or she simply lacked the necessary physical strength that was required to choke a person to death. He doubted that it had anything to do with her being a woman, or with him being a monster, so it was only logical for her to have been injured in the explosion too, and it was a miracle that she could still stand or even walk around after the violent way in which she'd been thrown into the wall of her apartment building. Unwillingly, his eyes drew to her rosy lips, and he was filled with regret at not having kissed them back then, even though he knew that what he did was already bad enough, and the last thing Izaya needed was for him to steal a kiss too. He had to be sick to even want it, but he couldn't help himself, because Izaya was like poison, insidiously making its way through his body, and by the time he realized that he'd been infected, it was already too late. Her existence was contagious, and he hated her for it, because she always managed to draw out the worst in him. What he needed was a woman who could keep him calm, not an insect he wanted to squash with all his might. He felt her grip falter for a moment, and when their eyes met again it was only for a moment before she withdrew her hand and whipped it across his face, craning his head to the side, the cracking sound of skin hitting skin echoing off the basement walls. The slap wounded his heart more than anything else, and he blinked in surprise before rotating his head back to its initial position, her furious expression almost making him flinch.
"How dare you look at me like that after what you've done... like... like you're yearning for me?" she ground out the words in a tone expressing all the abhorrence she held for him, before she raised her hand and curled her fingers into the now black locks of the man she wanted to obliterate, her whole body shaking in outrage. "Answer me!" she demanded as she harshly tugged at his hair, a pained grunt being her only reward instead of the answer she requested. "At least tell me why you did it!"
Shizuo gazed into her wounded eyes, a maelstrom of emotions stirring inside his chest after hearing the way she earnestly beseeched him for an answer. "I don't know..." he said in a strained voice. "I just wanted to..." he tried, then stopped for a few moments to gather his thoughts before continuing. "At first, I wanted to break you, but then... when I saw you lay there bare before me, a part of me just wanted you," he said and felt her grip in his hair tighten. "You were so beautiful... you are beautiful," he added, his voice cracking towards the end, the pain in his chest intensifying to the point that he was having a hard time breathing, smothered by the guilt he felt for what he had done to the woman before him.
"W-what?!" she squeaked in surprise, Shinra's words about Shizuo liking her coming back to mind. It can't be! she kept screaming inside her head, because she refused to admit that someone who liked her would do such a terrible thing to her. Untangling her fingers from the bloody hair, she moved her hand lower until she was stroking the previously slapped cheek. "Does Shizu-chan like me?" she asked in a flat tone.
He opened his mouth and closed it a few times before finally finding the courage to admit it. "Y-yeah," he said in a trembling voice, eyes widening in surprise when she moved closer before he closed them and nuzzled into her palm, her hot breath caressing the skin of his ear.
"You will never have me again," she said in an almost emotionless tone and felt the beast's jaw tense underneath her fingers. "You never did," she added, then sank her nails into his skin and dragged them across his cheek, his surprised pained cry bringing her immeasurable satisfaction. She slowly drew her head back and gazed at the five red gashes marring his face and neck, his stiff jaw and ragged breath telling her that he was in pain. The corners of her lips quirked upwards into a malevolent smile, his confused honey-colored eyes a sign that he was emotionally hurt by her vicious attack. "I thought you liked my long nails," she said and wiped her bloody fingers on a part of his t-shirt that was not stained by blood.
"Satisfied?" he grumbled, the cuts on his cheek stinging a lot more than he wanted to admit.
"Far from it," she answered just before she got up and started pacing around, arms tightly folded in front of her chest, trying her hardest to not give in to the temptation of physically torturing the man, because even though she knew that nothing could stop her from doing it while he was restrained, it was not a good idea to further damage his monstrous body when they were both trapped with no way out.
"Then why did you? Go on, kill me, continue from where you left off. I know you want to hurt me. Come on, flea, show me your resolution in destroying me, or are you still afraid of me? Do you think that I will break free and rape you? Is that it?" he kept goading her on, hoping that she'd hurt him until she'd feel better. He knew better than anyone that sometimes people needed to blow off some steam, even though, in his case, it was the worst thing he could've done that day when he dragged her to that warehouse with the intention to break her.
Izaya glared daggers at him, the idiotic protozoan making it harder for her to stay calm when that was exactly what she needed to do in order to find a way out of there. "Don't delude yourself into thinking that I couldn't kill you," she said and chuckled darkly. Turning towards him, she headed in his direction, not stopping until she was standing beside his legs. "I could and would enjoy killing you, because you're just a monster, but I prefer to first get out of here before doing so," she added and then viciously stomped on his crotch area, his anguished shrill bringing a sadistic smile to her face.
"S-STOP!" he begged in a high-pitched voice, not even caring that he was embarrassing himself, her cruel torture almost bringing tears to his eyes. "P-Please... uggh... s-stop!" he pleaded again, but received no mercy. He was used to getting hit, stabbed or cut, but that area of his body was not as monstrous as the rest of him when it came to handling pain.
Izaya giggled and finally removed her foot, thoroughly enjoying his pain. "Aww, come now, Shizu-chan, it couldn't have been more painful that what you did to me."
"I d-don't know a-about t-that," he said through clenched teeth, trembling, wanting to curl in on himself but being unable to do so because of the way he was restrained. "H-Hurts..." he whined, his jaw aching from how hard he was grinding his teeth together.
"Serves you right," she said maliciously before she walked away and sat down in the corner, feeling exhausted. She thought she heard Shizuo say something, but she stopped listening to him, now focused on trying to find a way to escape. There were no windows, the only way out being through the door, which meant that she'd have to leave through there. She knew that Shizuo was injured, but she had no doubts that the brute could break through the door if it came down to it. The problem was that she didn't have her swichblade to cut the wires going around his body, nor anything else inside that basement that could be used to accomplish the task. Basically, she was stuck there, unless she could somehow acquire a weapon from one of her captors and use it to free Shizuo. She wasn't worried about the chains, because she had no doubts that the brute could easily break them. She spared him a glance and smiled cruelly, his expression telling her that he was still in pain. Perhaps I should've gone easier on him, she thought, because Shizuo would be useless to her if he couldn't walk.
"Hey, Iza―" Shizuo started but never got to finish, his head snapping towards the door, the sound of the lock clicking and the door opening distracting him from whatever he wanted to tell her.
"Don't say anything!" she told Shizuo and she got to her feet, her red eyes boring holes into Aozaki the moment he stepped inside, holding a bag in his righ hand.
"Orihara-san, Shizuo-kun, I see you're both still alive and well! In that case, I suggest we go straight to the subject," he said, smirking, enjoying the sight of a tied up and bleeding Ikebukuro beast.
Izaya gave him an annoyed sigh and folded her arms in front of her chest. "It was about time. I understand why he's here," she said and pointed towards Shizuo, "but why am I here?"
"Come now, Orihara-san, you know very well why you're here... why you're both here," Aozaki said and shot her a glare, his smirk gone and replaced by a sneer.
"I'm telling you, I don't!" said Izaya, exasperated, barely restraining herself from marching over to where he was standing and punching him in the face. She wasn't one to usually throw punches around, but some people, like Aozaki, really deserved it. She heard him chuckle darkly and she stared in confusion, wondering what the hell was so funny.
"Do you know what's in here?" he said and dangled the bag in his hand. "Hmm? Anyone? Perhaps Shizuo-kun knows?"
"Shut up!" Izaya ordered when he saw Shizuo opening his mouth to say something.
"Ah, I see, so Orihara-san has Shizuo-kun whipped. Makes sense," said Aozaki, smirking.
Izaya's eyes narrowed into slits, suddenly pissed off at him for implying that there was anything going on between her and the brute. "Please don't insult me, I'm not into bestiality," she sneered the words, Shizuo's sound of protest almost bringing a sadistic smile to her face.
Aozaki ignored her and turned his attention to the tied up man. "Shizuo-kun, I found these in your apartment," he said just as he pulled out the contents of the bag.
Shizuo's eyes widened, a feeling of dread spreading throughout his body.
"You do recognize these, don't you?" the Awakusu-kai Executive said and dropped the female clothes he found inside the man's apartment. "This too, right?" he continued and pulled out a switchblade from his pocket. "I found this on the bathroom sink."
Shizuo turned his head towards Izaya and nearly recoiled at the fury in her eyes before turning his attention back to Aozaki. "That's not―"
"Shut up, stupid beast!" she snapped at Shizuo and then glared at Aozaki. "There is nothing between me and that thing over there," she said and pointed at Shizuo.
"This is your switchblade, is it not?"
"Yes it is."
"Then why does he have your switchblade and your clothes? Your... extremely sexy clothes might I add, if you two are not together?" asked Aozaki while playing with the switchblade.
Izaya clenched her fists tighter, teeth grinding hard against each other. It was the protozoan's fault that she ended up getting captured with him. The best thing she could do was to try to convince them that she was not with him and hope that she would be released. "Ah, I remember now. A few months ago, Shizu-chan and I got into a fight, and he felt bad for what he did so he took me to his apartment to take care of me. I was wearing that because I was posing as a high school student to get information from a rich guy's mistress who was a student there," she chirped, trying to make it sound as believable as possible. "Shizu-chan might be a monster, but he couldn't let me die in the street, because, as it turns out, he's actually a gentleman, believe it or not."
Shizuo tried not to cringe as she told the fake story, and hoped that the Awakusu-kai believed her because he didn't want them to somehow find out what actually happened between them. It was bad enough that his closest friends and even his brother knew just what kind of monster he really was.
Aozaki laughed at her explanation, and then turned towards Shizuo. "Is that what happened?"
"That's exactly what happened," Shizuo said in the most serious tone he could muster.
"Sure it is," said Aozaki and turned around. "I'll be back once you decide to tell me the truth. Ah, but I warn you, the longer you take, the worse it will get for you."
"WAIT!" Izaya shouted, but it was too late, Aozaki already closing the door behind him.
"What are we gonna do?" asked Shizuo the moment they were alone again. "And why would it be any of his business if we were together?"
Izaya laughed bitterly and allowed her body to slide down the wall, feeling completely exhausted. She didn't feel like explaining anything to the beast, but it was better to keep him informed of whatever she knew so that he wouldn't accidentally mention more than was necessary in case he was interrogated. "They think you killed those Awakusu-kai guys, and because we're presumably together, they think I had something to do with it. Stupid people, ne?"
"Do you know who killed those people?"
"Yes, I know, but you don't need to. When Aozaki comes back I will tell him everything I know, including the fact that you didn't kill them. Tell him I set you up, but not why I did it. Got it?"
"Yeah, got it," he said and wished that he could move because it was starting to get damn uncomfortable sitting on his ass for so long, not to mention that his most sensitive region still hurt like hell after Izaya's merciless treatment. "Hey, don't you have your switchblade with you?"
Izaya laughed darkly. "Lucky for you, I don't, otherwise I might've killed you by now."
"Tch! I told you to go ahead, I'm not stopping you."
"Cut the macho crap, Shizu-chan, it's starting to annoy me."
"That's not wha―"
"I've never known you to be suicidal. Admit it, you don't really want to die," she said, lips set into a malicious smirk. "Ah, but I now know what you want. How stupid must you be to fall for me, hmm?"
"Pretty stupid," was Shizuo's bitter answer. Izaya asked him some other questions after that, but he was not in the mood to talk, so he kept quiet, because she was right, it was pretty stupid of him to fall for her. She was a bitch and a terrible human being who ruined people's lives just for her own sick pleasure, so for him to want such a woman made no sense, unless he was a masochist or something. Izaya would laugh while she destroyed him, never giving one damn about his feelings, because she was not human, neither of them were. They were monsters, so it only made sense that they would try to ruin each other, because monsters always destroy everything around them, their own kind included. Feeling completely exhausted, he closed his eyes and stayed like that until he finally fell asleep.
Izaya watched him out of the corner of her eyes, a bit annoyed that he was ignoring her, but at the same time it was good that he was trying to get some rest, because she would need him if she couldn't get out of there by herself. She hugged her knees and curled into a ball, the coldness of the basement getting to her. She was angry at Aozaki for leaving without even giving her a chance to explain the whole situation, the bastard being hung up on why were her clothes at Shizuo's apartment. It made sense that they would be there, her switchblade as well, because the bastard took her weapon that day after slicing her clothes with it, and then took her to his home wearing that slutty outfit the bastard Shinra bought for Celty to wear. She closed her eyes and tried to get some rest too, her body aching badly after being violently thrown into a wall by the explosion over at her apartment. If Shizuo knew that she most likely got Celty killed, he would surely murder her in the slowest and cruelest way possible. She shuddered at the images her brain came up with and curled in tigher, wishing that she could get away from there so that she could run straight to Shinra's place and see if the Dullahan was still alive. She had no idea how long she stayed like that in the corner, trying to get warm, but then she heard the lock and she jumped to her feet, her mind set on straightening things once and for all.
"Ready to talk now?" asked Aozaki as he sauntered inside.
Shizuo awoke with a start, too tired to hear the door when it opened, but not tired enough to not recognize that annoying voice. He growled, now thoroughly annoyed. "I didn't kill those men, so untie these fucking chains or wires before I really get pissed off."
Izaya rolled her eyes, the brute's empty threats sounding rather pathetic. She turned her attention back to Aozaki, ready to tell him everything she knew. "Ok, here's the story. Shiki-san asked me to find the man behind the group distributing Heaven's Slave, but I haven't been able to identify him so far. Those Awakusu-kai members that ended up dead were actually spies from that group, and when I found out, they tried to cover their tracks by killing them. I merely took advantage of the situation and told Shizuo to meet me there so that he would take the blame for it, because that's what I do, I screw up his life."
Shizuo nodded. "Those men were dead by the time I got there."
"That explains everything," said Aozaki mockingly. "Got any proof to back up your words?"
"Yes, I have the files on my lap―" she started, then suddenly stopped when she remembered that her apartment and everything in it had been blown to smithereens. "I had the files."
"How convenient," mocked Aozaki and shoved his hands into the pockets of his pants, hand tightening around the switchblade he took from Shizuo's apartment. "Here's what we're gonna do. You're going to tell me who is distributing Heaven's Slave, because I know that you're working with him, or her, and if you do, I might just let you live. If you refuse to cooperate, it won't end well for you."
"I don't know who is behind that group!" Izaya snapped.
"I called some of my old friends and they'll be here tomorrow. I'm sure you remember them, Shizuo-kun, you met them many years ago when you beat up everyone inside that bakery. You see, they want to return the favor, and I'm more then willing to give them the chance to do so."
"Bring it on, bastard!" snarled Shizuo, fuming. He still remembered those pathetic human beings who terrorized others for money.
"You on the other side, will most likely not be so lucky as to get beaten to death," continued Aozaki after turning his attention back to Izaya.
"What are you saying?" she asked, eyes narrowing as she glared at him.
Aozaki smiled cruelly. "What I'm saying is that you're gonna die if you don't tell me what I want to know. How you will die however, is not up to me. You see, my men are bored, so I'm going to let them do the honors. I can't guarantee a quick death though... Anyway, I'll see you two tomorrow. Enjoy your night together, it might be your last after all," he said and walked out laughing.
"I'm going to fucking kill him," Shizuo growled out the words and tried to free himself again, a strangled cry slipping past his lips when the wires started slicing his skin and then the muscles.
Izaya shuddered and curled into a tight ball, Aozaki's words making the hairs on the back of her neck stand.
"Just tell him that guy's name," tried Shizuo, hoping that Izaya would listen to him for once. "You're not me, you won't survive a beating."
Izaya burst into hysterical laughter. "Shizu-chan is so stupid," she said in a strangled voice.
"Huh...?"
"Nothing, Shizu-chan, nothing at all. You really are a proto―" she started, then suddenly stopped when she heard the lock clicking and then the door opening. "Shiki-san!" she gasped in surprise when she saw the man.
"Orihara-san, Heiwajima-san. I see that you've gotten yourselves in quite the terrible situation."
"We have nothing to do with the deaths of those Awakusu-kai!" Izaya rushed to tell him, hating how desperate she sounded. "The group behind Heaven's Slave killed them after I found out they were spying on the Awakusu-kai for them. I don't know who runs that group, I haven't been able to find out yet, but I believe they are the ones who blew up my apartment."
"This is not how it works. If you want out of here, you are going to tell me everything, including why this switchblade here was at Heiwajima-san's house," Shiki said and pulled out the weapon from his pocket before dangling it between his fingers. "I know you two better than anyone, and there is no way that he would help you out, so what I'm saying is that I'm not buying your story. Tell me the truth, and I do mean the whole truth, and I might consider helping you escape."
"I'll tell you everything," said Izaya and leaned against the wall. "Just get us out of here."
Shiki smiled. "Of course."
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