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Shizuo struggled to keep inside the growl that threatened to slip past his dry lips. She had every right to tell anyone whatever she wanted, but that didn't mean he would be happy about it if she did. He felt his face burn with shame as he remembered that day, and he raised his head and gave her the most pitiful look he could muster in the hope that she would not tell Shiki what he did to her.
Izaya chuckled darkly and threw him a nasty glare. "It's none of your business whether I tell him or not, so don't look at me like that, you stupid protozoan! Just because you helped me back then, it doesn't mean I owe you one."
Shizuo opened and closed his mouth a few times, thoroughly confused about what the hell she was talking about.
"The truth is that Shizu-chan and I had a fight that day," she said as she turned her attention back to Shiki. "I was badly injured." She sighed dramatically. "I really thought I was going to die, you know? Shizu-chan is savage like that. I'm surprised that none of my bones got broken whilst he punched and kicked me around." Shiki seemed to be a bit annoyed by the revelation, which was funny, because she didn't think that he'd care at all, so it was rather amusing to see the Awakusu-kai Executive glare at the stupid, tied-up protozoan."
"I admit that she can be quite annoying," Shiki said as he pushed the switchblade back into the pocket of his pants, "but it sounds like you overdid it."
Shizuo nodded but otherwise kept quiet.
"I don't believe that he'd take you home after injuring you, if that's what you're trying to convince me of."
Izaya pushed herself away from the wall and started pacing the room. The only way to get out of it was to mix some truth into the lies, so she proceeded to do just that. "No, there's more. I managed to escape him, but unfortunately, I ran into a group of men," she said and stopped in her tracks. "I was too weak, so I couldn't fight back efficiently. They tried to rape me, but Shizu-chan showed up and saved me. He took me to his place because he didn't know where I lived. That's what happened."
Shiki's eyes softened a bit and he looked at her with pity. "That's only half of the truth, isn't it?"
"Hmm? What do you mean?" Izaya asked nonchalantly.
"He got too late, didn't he?" Shiki said and stared for a bit at Shizuo before his eyes fell on her tense form.
Izaya folded her arms in front of her chest in an attempt to hide the tremors in her hands. "No, he got there in time."
"No, he didn't, because if he had," he said and pointed at Shizuo, "you wouldn't have been so terrified of me that time when I banged your head against the desk."
Shizuo unwillingly growled, and Izaya glared at him as though she wanted to gut him right there and then. He fought to not shrink back from her gaze, because even though she was small when compared to him, he knew better than to underestimate her. He was aware of the fact that he was being a hypocrite for getting angry at Shiki, because Izaya wasn't his to defend, and he had no right to be protective of her when he had been the one to hurt her more than anyone ever did, but he trusted her to succeed in convincing Shiki to get her out of there. He doubted that she'd help him escape as well, and he couldn't help but wonder if it was the last time he'd ever see her.
Izaya took a deep breath and hoped that her voice wouldn't tremble. "Shiki-san, I'm telling you, nothing happened. I was startled by your outburst back then, and you can't blame me, considering how it happened so soon after I was nearly gang-raped."
Shiki watched them in silence for a few moments before he sighed loudly and lit up a cigarette. "No, I'm sure that you were, because you had tears in your eyes back then, I clearly remember. Besides, it'd make sense for him to help you in such a case," he said and pointed at Shizuo, "because most men wouldn't be able to away after witnessing something like that. No matter how much he hates you, he'd still help you."
"Nothing happened!" she snapped, her whole body trembling in both disgust and indignation. It was one thing to get raped but Ikebukuro's beast, and another thing entirely to get assaulted by her humans. She almost felt offended that he'd think so lowly of her. "Those... humans didn't do anything!" She was so tense that her jaw ached from how hard she was gritting her teeth together, and she was starting to wonder if her arms would end up bleeding if she were to keep digging her nails into the skin as hard as she was.
"Fine. In that case, I think I'll go now."
Izaya watched in disbelief as Shiki turned around and started walking towards the door. "Stop," she said weakly, her pale skin turning even paler. If Shiki left her there, death wouldn't be the only thing she'd have to worry about.
"Wait!" Shizuo said in a rough, commanding tone, and then continued when he seemed to get the Awakusu-kai Executive's attention. "You're just going to leave her here?"
"I said I'll get her out if she tells me the truth, and guess what? She isn't."
"You know what will happen to her if you leave her here!"
"So you're asking me to risk my life for a person who can't even be honest?"
Shizuo couldn't say 'yes,' because he had a feeling that Izaya had probably screwed the man over before, so he couldn't blame him if he decided to leave her to die in the filthy basement they were trapped in. He still had to try though. "Please get her out of here. No matter what she did to upset you, she still doesn't deserve to die for it."
"Nor do I," said Shiki as he pressed the heavy iron handle, not expecting Izaya to come rushing towards him. He expertly dodged the fist aimed for his head, grabbed her arm, and then pushed her away so roughly that she fell on the ground. His eyes narrowed into slits and he glared at her, now thoroughly pissed about the whole situation. He was risking a lot just by being there, yet the ungrateful woman not only refused to tell him the truth, but also had the audacity to attack him.
Izaya struggled a bit to get up, her weak body unable to provide the agility she was used to possessing. Shiki was upon her before she was even standing, and when she tried to fight him off, he grabbed her neck and slammed her into the wall.
"Let her go," Shizuo warned, his body shaking in uncontrolled rage.
Shiki ignored him and kept squeezing her neck. "That wasn't very nice of you."
Izaya gave him the nastiest glare she could muster, letting all the hate and anger she felt for the man seep into her voice as she struggled to speak while getting her throat crushed. "W-Why do y-you care w-what happened?"
"The answer is quite simple. I'd have to feel a lot of pity to risk my life for an ungrateful woman such as yourself," Shiki said and only squeezed tighter.
Shizuo fought to free himself, not even realizing how badly he was slicing himself up, Izaya's struggles only spurring him forward. "LET HER GO, BASTARD!' he roared, but Shiki wasn't listening to him, the man only squeezing that frail neck tighter and tighter. It made him furious to witness such a thing, especially when she was so small compared to Shiki. Ironically, he had done much worse to her, and the thought nearly made him forget how to breathe for a moment. Before he even knew what he was saying, the words flew right out of his mouth. "I DID IT. I'M THE ONE WHO RAPED HER. NOW LET HER GO!" He kept trying to free himself, unable to stop his struggles even though he knew it was impossible, until Shiki let her go and Izaya slid down the wall, wheezing a bit. He felt some of the rage disappear, but it was still there, ever-present, ready to rear its ugly head at a moment's notice. Shiki's eyes almost glowed in the dim light of the basement as he made his way towards him, and before Shizuo could say anything, the man kicked him so viciously that his head snapped to the side, hitting the wall behind him and making his vision go dark for a second.
Shiki dropped the cigarette and stomped on it, all the while watching with disgust the man before him. "That's what I thought," he said, and he didn't miss both Izaya and Shizuo's gasps of surprise. "I was waiting for you to admit it."
"How...?" Izaya asked weakly as she struggled to get back on her feet, at the same time fighting against the tears that threatened to fall down the corners of her eyes. For some reason, the thought of Shiki knowing what happened to her was a thousand times more humiliating than when Shinra, Celty or even Kasuka found out. Shiki was someone she worked with, so for such a man to know that she was so weak as to get raped by her most hated enemy was a huge blow to her ego. Their eyes met, and surprisingly, Shiki didn't look at her with contempt. Instead, it was more like the man honestly thought she hadn't deserved it. It wasn't just pity he was seeing, but anger, and for once, that fury was not directed at her.
"I'm going to get you out of here," he reassured her before he turned to Shizuo. "Him, I'm not so sure..."
Izaya kept her mouth shut, a battle going on inside her mind. A part of her wanted to take Shizuo with her, because she didn't think he had suffered enough, while another part was pleading at her to leave him there to rot. She didn't think that Shizuo lied when he told her he liked her, which meant that the idiot would most likely not have the heart to hurt her again, and if that was the case, then no matter how hard she'd stomp on said monstrous heart, he wouldn't fight back. "I'm not done punishing him," she finally said and watched Shiki nod.
"You're going to spend the rest of your miserable life making it up to her," Shiki said and pulled out the switchblade.
Still trying to recover from the vicious blow to his already injured head, Shizuo's only word was a none too smartly, "huh...?"
Shiki raised his foot and savagely drove it into the other man's chest, the surprised, pained gasp making him smile. He wasn't particularly sadistic, but there were some things that even he couldn't stand, and another man doing such a thing to a woman was one of them. "Death would be too easy for you, so I'll allow you to live the rest of your wretched life groveling for forgiveness. If you touch another hair on her head, I will make sure that your corpse will never be recovered."
Shizuo was too stunned to answer, so instead he simply nodded and watched Shiki walk back to Izaya and hand her the switchblade. Shiki kept explaining something to her, but he was too shocked about what happened to be able to concentrate on making out their whispered words. Izaya would most likely despise him for telling the Awakusu-kai Executive what he'd done to her, but on the bright side, the man would help her get out of there, and if what it took was to reveal his shameful sin, then so be it. After a while, the man left and Izaya slowly approached him, anger evident in her eyes.
"I thought I told you to keep your mouth shut," she said, still pissed off at him for revealing something like that. "Shizu-chan always does things without thinking.
"You'll be getting out of here, and that's good enough for me."
Izaya sneered and pocketed the switchblade, still not ready to cut the beast loose. She didn't think he would try to hurt her, but she had to admit that it was satisfying to see him in pain. The corners of her lips quirked upwards into a smirk and she slowly approached him until she was standing right beside him, enjoying the sight of him craning his head upwards to see what she'd do next. She raised one foot and stepped over his legs, finding his confused look to be highly amusing.
"What are you―" he started, but the words got caught in his throat when Izaya sat down on his lap, the close contact making him want to retreat further into the wall. He opened his mouth to protest, but all that came out was a rather pathetic whimper when she moved close enough for their noses to almost touch.
"I thought you liked me, Shizu-chan, or was that a lie?"
Shizuo tried to swallow the lump in his throat but failed miserably, her adorable pout making him want to close the remaining distance between their mouths and hungrily kiss those bloody lips.
"Kiss me," she whispered, and then ran her fingers through his hair.
He gaped at her, but he knew there was a catch, so he shook his head, hoping that she'd get up before something of his would get up as well. No matter how injured he was, he was still attracted to her, and to have her sitting on his lap and almost beg him to kiss her certainly didn't help his cause.
"Come now, Shizu-chan, you were staring at my lips earlier, so I know you want it. I'm going to leave you here to die," she said and gently brushed the back of her hand across his scratched cheek, "so why not get that kiss before your life ends?"
He gulped as he gazed at those lips for a long time, the temptation to kiss them almost making him whimper like a pathetic puppy. He badly wanted it, but he still slowly shook his head and smiled sadly at her. "I appreciate your kindness, but I don't deserve it." She sniggered and his brows furrowed in confusion, the suppressed sounds quickly turning into full-fledged laughter.
"Ahh ha ha ha! You never do what I expect you to do," she said and gently pressed the switchblade's tip into the skin of his chest, just where his heart lay.
His eyes widened in surprise when he felt sting, only then realizing that Izaya had taken the weapon out of her pocket. It was one thing to assume that he would die, and another one entirely to be certain of it. His eyes drifted from the switchblade to her face, and he couldn't help the shiver that ran down his spine when he saw her wild expression.
Izaya pushed the blade harder into the bloody flesh, but not deep enough to kill him or even injure him too much. "I want to kill you so badly right now," she confessed, her hand quivering from how hard she was struggling to not sink the entirety of the blade into the monster's chest. "I was going to kill you, because I was sure that you would give into the temptation and try to kiss me, and that would've been your death sentence." She took a deep breathe and forced herself to pull back the switchblade. "But you didn't, so I'm going to allow you to live for a while longer."
"In that case, can you please get up? I'm not sure how much longer I can control my body's reactions," he said in a high-pitched voice, heat quickly starting to pool into his groin area.
"What...?" she dumbly asked, and then jumped to her feet when she realized what he was talking about.
He almost laughed at her mortified expression, but he didn't want her to get mad, so he tried to keep a straight face.
"A-Animal!" she stuttered and moved further away from him.
He groaned and shifted a bit. "You absolutely can't say that! This one wasn't my fault."
Izaya tightened her grip on the switchblade. "I might just kill you after all," she said in a malicious voice, and even though she still felt embarrassed about what happened, she couldn't deny that it was slightly amusing. She really should've thought better before doing something as stupid as sitting on his lap, but she was looking for an excuse to kill him. She'd been certain that he would try to kiss her, and by doing so, give her a reason to plunge the weapon into his heart. She sighed out loud and went back to where he was tied up, feeling slightly nervous about what she was about to do. Ignoring his inquisitive look, she knelt on the floor and proceeded to cut the wires one by one.
"I'm not going to hurt you," Shizuo said, and Izaya's hand stilled just as she was about to cut another wire. "I'm so sorry for what I've done..."
"Shut up," she ordered and then continued when it looked like the beast would keep quiet. She was already nervous about cutting him loose, and him talking certainly wasn't helping. They were alone in a basement for god's sake, and if that wasn't terrifying enough, then she didn't know what was. "Can you break those?" she asked and stepped aside to give him some room.
Shizuo chuckled darkly. "What do you think?"
Izaya rolled her eyes. "Show-off."
"Nah, just a monster." Finally out of the wires, he pushed his arms forwards and away from the wall, the chains breaking much harder than he expected. He inspected his wrists and noticed that he was bleeding, but he shrugged it off because there was nothing he could do about it. Using his hands, he broke the ones on the ankles before he pushed himself off the dirty flood and turned towards Izaya, immediately noticing how tense she looked. "When are we getting out?"
"Tonight."
"I wonder if I can bring down the door."
"No! They have guns, I don't want to get shot because you were too impatient to wait."
"What if Shiki doesn't come through?"
"Then you are free to do whatever you want."
"Sounds good enough to me," he said and proceeded to pace his half of the cell. Izaya obviously needed that invisible line between them, and if that made her feel safe, then he was going to allow her as much. He took a look at himself, his blood soaked clothes only confirming what he already knew. "I've lost too much blood, and I keep losing more and more, so I don't know if I'll be of any use by the time Shiki shows up. If you want the door opened, then you're going to have to tell me soon."
"I trust him. He'll be here."
"Suit yourself. But you know, what will happen to him afterwards?"
"Not my problem," was her curt answer.
Shizuo paced for a few more minutes and then sat down on the floor and leaned against the wall. Shiki wasn't his most favorite person, but he would certainly feel bad if the man got killed for helping them escape. Criminal organizations were never too kind with those who betrayed them, the proof being those Awakusu-kai spies who didn't even do anything, but still ended up getting killed just for being discovered. Even if they didn't catch Shiki, the man would still have to go into hiding, and there was a possibility he would be found. He was an Executive in the group, and that would make him a high priority target for betraying the organization. Feeling the beginning of a headache, he turned to Izaya. "Hey, how are you feeling?"
Izaya looked at him as though he was insane. "Peachy," she answered, annoyed that he couldn't stay quiet in his corner.
Pressing his right palm flat against the floor, he pushed himself up and turned towards her. "Between the two of us, we can take them. I know we can."
"You might as well be dead weight with how much blood you lost, and I'm not doing much better."
"No, just listen to me." Gauging her reaction after taking a step towards her, he kept moving closer and closer until he was standing in front of her. He knew that she would lash out at the slightest provocation, but he had no plans to move forward, so he continued to talk. "We've had far worse injuries before. This is nothing. If we work together, we can do it. We can't wait and hope that Shiki will get us out, because by then we'll both be too weak to fight if he fails."
Izaya relaxed her hold on the weapon, now certain that Shizuo wouldn't try anything. She hated to admit, but he had a point. Her eyes drifted to the switchblade in her hand and she tried not to think how it was used against her by the man before her. She unwillingly shivered at the memory of him cutting her clothes with it, and she threw him a hateful glare before she sighed out loud. "Are you sure you won't drop dead anytime soon?"
Shizuo nodded. "If we can get them to open the door, we can push our way through them."
Izaya blinked a few times.
His brows furrowed in confusion. "What?"
"I didn't think that Shizu-chan had the brain to come up with any sort of plan."
He turned around and moved to the door to inspect it. "There's a lot you don't know about me," he said after some time.
"I know enough," she answered in a mocking tone.
"Scream," he said after he turned around and started walking towards her.
She almost panicked for a second, but when she figured out his plan, she smirked, hoping to hide the fear she felt at seeing the man who terrified her stomp towards her. She screamed, but this time around, it was only a game meant to help them escape.
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