Force of Nature | By : HollowedRose Category: > Durarara!! (?????!! Dyurarara!!) Views: 6644 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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He slowly let go of her neck and pulled her up a bit to straighten her jacket and zip it up.
"Shit Izaya, I didn't know..."
Izaya didn't say anything. Instead she pulled her knees to her chest, hugged them tightly and lay on her side on the cold floor.
"Look, I..."
He was starting to feel angry again, but this time the anger was directed at none other than himself. He didn't know what to say anymore. "I'm taking you to Shinra."
Izaya just made herself smaller, as if to shield herself from the world.
"So don't panic, I'm not going to hurt you again, I'm going to help you. Try not to struggle."
His hand touched her shoulder and she flinched. Shizuo cursed. He didn't know how to be gentle when it came to Izaya. He still hated her guts but he couldn't help but feel remorse at having treated her like a whore and raping her when she was a god damn virgin. Freakin' louse! Nothing was easy when it came to her. Ignoring her weak struggles he put her pants and shoes back on, took her into his arms bridal style and walked out of the warehouse, skillfully avoiding populated areas.
Once he reached Shinra's apartment he banged his foot against the door. "Open up Shinra."
"Comiiiing."
The door opened and Shinra's jaw dropped. His eyes narrowed dangerously. "What have you done to Izaya?"
"Well, you see..." Shizuo started but didn't continue, his bangs covering his eyes.
"Bring her in!" Shinra hissed.
Shizuo followed him until they reached a room that Shinra used as his lab. He set the now unconscious Izaya down on a table and backed away from it and into a wall. "Shinra, I think I screwed up badly."
"You think?" he snapped. "She's unconscious, how badly did you beat her up?" Shinra asked as he was preparing things he needed to use in order to sew, disinfect and treat whatever other wounds he'd find.
"Shinra, listen..."
"What?!"
"I raped her."
Shinra threw the small bottle he was holding and lunged himself at Shizuo, punching him hard in the face. "You sick fuck, how could you?" He grabbed his shirt and shook him.
Shizuo didn't move, his head still to the side from the punch he had just received. "It's worse than that."
Shinra's right hand flew to the blond locks and tightened, forcing Shizuo to look into his eyes.
"How much worse...?"
"Uhmm... I screwed her in the ass too."
This time Shinra screamed Shizuo's name in rage and smashed his head into the wall. He knew he couldn't hurt Shizuo much, but goddam did he wish he would be able to. He let go of the bastard and rushed to Izaya's side, carefully unzipping her favorite jacket. "Get out," he growled, and Shizuo complied, completely shocked by Shinra's behavior.
Shizuo knew that Shinra and Izaya were friends, but it was the first time Shinra was acting so unlike his usual self.
"Don't you dare leave," Shinra added just as the blond was closing the door.
Shizuo had no intention of leaving. After grabbing a chair from the kitchen and placing it in the hallway outside the lab he sat down and waited for Shinra to finish treating Izaya. Alone with only his thoughts as company, he couldn't help but think what a hypocrite he really was. He kept shouting left and right how he hated violence yet he raped and beat up a woman. It was true that he never really saw Izaya as a woman because Izaya was just the flea but that was no excuse for what he'd done. Besides, he had been stupid enough to believe the rumors about Izaya being the town's slut. He groaned, pain slowly starting to bloom in his head as he waited.
It seemed like an eternity had passed before Shinra finally opened the door and stepped outside. Shizuo jumped from his chair. "How is she?"
"Obviously not good," Shinra hissed. "How could you?"
Shizuo lowered his head, unable to look Shinra in the eyes. "I couldn't control myself, she made me mad, so mad and I-"
"Shizuo, you raped her. That's just sick."
"I know, and I also know that there's no excuse for what I've done but I snapped. She brings out the worst in me and you know it!"
"Twice Shizuo, you raped her twice time... or was it more?" Shinra asked, a look of horror crossing his face.
Shizuo opened his mouth and was about to answer when a pitch-black shadowy scythe was pressed against his throat.
Both males turned their attention to Celty who seemed to have finally come back after finishing a delivery.
"Celty darling, put the scythe down," Shinra spoke softly. "How much of our conversation did you hear?"
No reaction.
"You can't tell me if you don't put it down."
More shadows sprang from her neck and she used them to hold the scythe in place while she typed on her pad, proving to him that she could hold the scythe and type at the same time.
[ I know that Shizuo raped a woman. ]
Shinra nodded. "That's true Celty love, I'm so disappointed in him!"
Shizuo gulped, the sharp scythe pressed against his throat making him nervous. "Celty, I fucked up, I know."
Her hands were shaking now.
[ Why did you do it?? ]
"You know how much I hate the flea," said Shizuo with a bit of exasperation in his voice.
[ You raped... Izaya? ]
"Yeah."
[ .............................. ]
Shinra cautiously approached her. "Celty darling, we both know that Shizuo deserves to be punished for what he did but I think that Izaya is the only one who has the right to do it."
[ I never liked Orihara Izaya but I don't think she deserved such a thing happening to her. ]
Shinra nodded, and Celty slowly retracted the scythe, the shadows going back into her body.
[ I'm really disappointed in you Shizuo. ]
"I'm sorry," was all Shizuo could say.
Celty turned around and left, leaving the two of them alone.
"Go home; you've done enough damage for one day," Shinra said.
"Can I stay here for a while longer?"
Shinra's brows furrowed. "If you think I'll leave you alone with Izaya then you have another think coming."
"I know you don't trust me anymore but I'd be really disappointed if you believed me capable of hurting her again when she's like this."
Shinra glared at him with disgust. "Tch! Don't you dare go inside."
"I won't."
Shinra was about to leave but Shizuo spoke again. "By the way, it was only two times."
"That was two times too much," said Shinra as he walked away.
Shizuo sat down on the chair, wondering how he could fuck up so badly.
Izaya woke up in a sweat in the middle of the night. She panicked for a second, expecting to be still in that abandoned warehouse but as her eyes surveyed the surrounding she figured she was at Shinra's house. She felt sick to her stomach as details of her abuse flooded her mind and it took everything in her power to not throw up right then and there. Her eyes burned with unshed tears as an overwhelming feeling of shame took over her. Just thinking about Shinra seeing her so weak and pathetic and having no choice but to take care of her made her wish for the ground to open and swallow her up. Her body shook. She had to get out of there. She couldn't let anyone see her that way again. Orihara Izaya simply did not show weakness to anyone.
Trying her best to ignore the pain, she moved to the edge of the bed and let her feet touch the floor. She took a deep breath, then pushed herself off. Pained flared from between her legs and her whole body trembled, but she grit her teeth and refused to give in. She cursed under her breath when she noticed she was naked and grabbed the sheet to cover herself up. It was so dark that she could barely see anything but since she didn't want to wake up anyone so she had to make due with the weak light of the moon and of the city which never seemed to sleep.
As she walked towards the door slowly images of what Shizuo had done to her flooded her mind with a viciousness that almost left her out of breath. With a shaky hand she grabbed the handle and turned it slowly, then got out and headed towards the living-room without closing the door behind her.
Shizuo, who in the meantime had moved the chair in the corner so he could lean against the wall nearly jumped to his feet when he saw her leave the lab. Fighting back the urge to go to her, he slowed down his breathing in order to keep his presence hidden and observe her for a bit longer to see what she was planning to do.
Izaya limped out of the hallway while leaning against the wall, her back hunched from the pain. She never felt Shizuo's presence, too focused on trying to walk. She knew that Shinra was an idiot who kept buying clothes that Celty never wore so she looked around the living-room in hope of finding some she could wear. In the dim light she saw something on the couch so she moved to check it out. Her fists clenched in the material, cursing Shinra to hell and back. Count on the pervert to buy Celty a high-school uniform. She threw it back and went to look for something else but when she found nothing she was forced to go back to it.
"Where the hell is my jacket??" she spoke a little to loud, immediately clamping a hand over her mouth at the mishap. She dropped the sheet that covered her and grabbed the short skirt. "You perverted son of a bitch," she said through clenched teeth.
Shizuo nearly moaned at the sigh of her sweaty naked body glistering in the moonlight. He felt like an animal and he cursed his dick which seemed to have a mind of its own.
Small whimpers left Izaya's mouth as she struggled to put on the clothes. She was at least glad that the costume had underwear to go with it. She didn't know what she would've done if she found a nurse or maid outfit instead. Probably go and kill Shinra in his sleep. At least she had thigh-high black socks to cover most of her legs and that made her feel slightly better.
Shizuo on the other hand found her looking so sexy that it took everything in his power to not get up and ravage her right there on the couch. She watched her leave the apartment once she was dressed and Shizuo got up, his mind set on following her. He thought about waking Shinra up and telling him that Izaya had ran away but since she seemed so keen on getting out of there he decided against it.
Once Izaya was outside the apartment building she straightened her back and forced herself to walk properly. She couldn't completely hide the limp but it was better than crawling on the ground which was exactly what Izaya felt like doing at that moment. Her hands were clenched into fists, her knuckles turning white from the effort and her mouth shut so tightly that her jaw hurt.
Her hand moved to grab for the cell phone in her pocked to call a cab but then she remembered that she didn't have her jacket and that she had no idea where her cell phone was. She also didn't have any money, she grimly realized. Going back to Shinra was not an option so she started walking in the direction of her own apartment, her mid-section protesting in agony each time she took a step.
She still couldn't believe that Shizuo had raped her. Then again, that was exactly why she hated him. Shizuo was not like most humans because he was a monster and she wasn't good at dealing with creatures whose actions she couldn't predict.
She noticed the odd looks people were giving her as they were passing by and that's when she figured she must've had a black eye or something. She looked at her wrists and saw the bruises there, black, purple and green covering her once white skin. Luckily, the shirt had long sleeves so it covered most of it. As for her legs, she could see some there as well on the uncovered skin between the thigh-high socks and the skirt, but it didn't really bother her. She decided to get off the main streets in hope of not running into anyone she knew because the last thing she needed was for someone to recognize her. It wouldn't be good for her business. If anyone were to find out what had happened to her then they could use the information against her. Blackmail was not unheard of, Izaya herself having done it a few times in the past. She was panting heavily now, the effort of simply walking sapping her of her strength. She was starting to doubt that she could even make it home before passing out from exhaustion.
She was so lost in her own thoughts that she accidentally ended up running into someone. "I'm sorry," she said and continued walking.
"I'm not too convinced that you're sorry," the man said and Izaya turned around and was about to ask what was his god damn problem when she saw a few more guys closing in on her.
"Maybe you should show us just how sorry you really are," another one said and Izaya immediately picked up the hint. She felt her fear spike but underneath it she felt boiling rage. Orihara Izaya loved humans so how did these humans that she graced with her love dared to look at her with such lust-filled eyes? The way she loved humans was different than the way they loved each other. They didn't have the right to love her that way.
"Did you hear what I said bitch?"
"Why would I pay attention to the buzzing of insufferable insects?" said Izaya while forcing a smirk on her face.
"Wow, the bitch either has guts or she's nuts," one of the men said and chuckled at his own words, pride filling him at having said something that rhymed so well.
"Wow bro, that was good," said the shortest one of them all and they all started laughing.
Izaya just sneered in contempt.
Then the man she had ran into earlier raised his hand to touch her shoulder and that's when all hell broke loose. Izaya punched him in the face, hard enough to break his nose. The other men attacked her as well, punches and kicks flying around between Izaya and the bunch of morons she wished she could squash under her shoes. Those men might've had more strength than her but she was agile even as she was sporting heavy injuries all over her body. Her muscles screamed in protest every time she moved too wildly but it didn't matter to her anymore. All she wanted to do was to punch their ugly faces until the bones would cave in and then some more. She knew she could never hurt Shizuo in a brawl so instead of that she decided to hurt the pathetic horny fuckers that got in her way.
Unfortunately, one of them managed to land a lucky hit to her stomach and she almost fell to the ground from the sheer force of it.
"Wow, this bitch is tough," said the one wearing a green jacket.
"Dude, I don't know why but she looks familiar," said the one who appeared to be the youngest of them all.
They were all panting now, thinking of a way to get their hands on her without getting hit again. She had a lot of strength for such a little girl.
Izaya's grin stretched from one ear to the other. "You fuckers got nothing on that monster," she said and as soon as she saw an opening she dashed so quickly between two of them that they barely had time to react.
They immediately started chasing after her, unwilling to let their prey escape.
"Catch her!" screamed one of them and they all ran after her.
Izaya kept running with everything she had, trying her best to ignore her body demanding she stopped. She was starting to tire out, the men chasing after her almost succeeding in grabbing her a few times. Then, just as she was turning around a corner, she ran into one of them. He immediately pinned her against the wall with his entire body, the others quickly gathering around them.
"Man, I told you it was a good idea to take the shortcut," said one of them.
They all laughed like morons while Izaya was struggling to escape from the clutches of the one pinning her to the wall. "If you don't let me go I'm going to make you wish for death!" she growled.
They all laughed again and two of them grabbed her arms to keep her in place. The one who had captured her backed off, not before giving her ass a hard squeeze.
Izaya was starting to have a panic attack. There was no way these pathetic humans beings would've ever managed to catch her had she not been beaten up and fucked so violently by Shizuo. The one holding her right arm licked her cheek and she almost threw up in disgust as his sour smell hit her. Then they started arguing about who gets to fuck her first. She felt a cold hand rubbing her thighs and she stiffened.
"Wow, she's bleeding a bit down there," said the one who was molesting her. "Maybe it's that time of the month."
There was silence for a while, Izaya's heart beating so wildly inside her chest that she wondered if it would rip through the ribcage.
"Nah, it can't be that. Look at her, she's covered in bruises. I think someone else screwed her before us."
"Maybe we should let her go," said the youngest of the bunch.
"Tch, why the hell would we do that?" asked the one into whom Izaya ran a few minutes earlier.
"Because she looks familiar to me, but I can't put my finger on it. I have a bad feeling about this."
"That's bullshit, who gives a fuck who she is? Right now she's just another whore for us to fuck. If you're such a chicken then fuck off and never show your face here again."
The kid shut his mouth but didn't walk away.
"So, as I was saying, she was the one who ran into me so I should go first."
The others protested for a while longer but eventually they gave up.
"I don't care when I get my turn as long as I'm first to get her ass," said the one with the green jacket and they all snickered.
Izaya felt hands between her legs and her skirt being lifted up. She pushed herself further into the wall to escape the touch but there was only so far she could go. Rough hands traveled up her thighs and she trembled, then started struggling as she heard the sound of a zipper. She started screaming for help but she lost her voice as soon as she was grabbed by the hair and smashed so hard into the wall that her vision went black.
The next second she heard a sick noise of something breaking just above her head and she felt warm liquid hitting her face. Then she heard screams and suddenly she was free, falling to the ground, her knees too weak to support her weight. There were more screams of agony and sounds of bones being broken and the last thing Izaya felt before she passed out were strong hands pressing her up against a broad chest.
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