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Ensnared	By : HollowedRose Category: > Durarara!! (?????!! Dyurarara!!) Views: 2432 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 3 - The Perfect Opportunity
Izaya spent the next few days either getting jobs done in Ikebukuro or spying on Shizuo while making sure that he didn't get caught. He knew that the protozoan could most likely feel his presence, but each the Shizuo came looking for him he made sure to disappear. It wasn't that he didn't want the brute to catch him, but he wanted it to happen some place where they could do more than just make out, and that's how he found himself waiting outside Shizuo's apartment building and thinking of an excuse to knock on his door. It was starting to get dark, but not even he was crazy enough to think that the brute would simply let him in if he showed up at his place. Shizuo might even go as far as to kill him, because while Izaya knew that the brute was attracted to him, he was also aware of the unadulterated hate the protozoan had for him. Izaya was certain that Shizuo hated him a lot more than he liked him. Then again, he didn't exactly like him per say, he wasn't naive enough to believe that, because what the brute most likely enjoyed was what Izaya had done to him the last few times they ran into each other. Stupid Shizu-chan, why can't you just be less of a brute?
He sighed, then turned around and started to walk away, a bit disappointed about not being able to find a way to get inside Shizuo's apartment. It was almost too hot outside to wear his fur-trimmed jacket, but he didn't want to give up on his signature look, so he put up with the heat and headed for the subway station to catch a ride home. He didn't get far from the protozoan's apartment when he caught sight of something interesting out of the corner of his eye, and even though he wouldn't have normally bothered to stop what was about to happen, he thought of it as something he could use to get into Shizuo's apartment. His frown turned into a smirk, and he rushed towards the alley where a bunch of poorly-dressed guys were dragging a teenage girl. He counted three of them, which meant that it wouldn't have been a problem for him to easily dispose of them, but he didn't want to beat them up, not when he had a much more interesting plan in mind. Izaya tutted softly, their heads snapping towards him the second they heard the noise. "That's not very nice of you. Didn't your mothers teach you how to treat a lady?"
They looked at him as though he was insane, or dumb, or both of them.
"Fuck off, old man," said the one who looked like a member of the Blue Squares.
Izaya's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he barely succeeded in restraining himself from shoving his flickblade into the asshole's flesh. Apparently, the idiot didn't know who Orihara Izaya was. "Old man?" he asked, his brittle smile unable to hide his annoyance at being insulted like that.
The one covering the girl's mouth with his hand laughed. "Yeah, old man, get lost."
Izaya's eye twitched, and he shoved his hands into the pockets of his jacket. "If you really must know, I'm only twenty-one," he said, his voice sounding cheerful, even though he was really close to stabbing the fucker in the face. Not that he wanted to punish his precious humans, because he loved them all equally, but his beloved pets sometimes went overboard, and they needed to get punished by their god when they ended up forgetting their place. Surely he wouldn't miss a finger too much, right? Right?
The third one burst into laughter, as though he had just said the most amusing thing in the world, which pissed off Izaya even more, so before the punk even had a chance to react he threw one of his flying knives straight into his shoulder. It was true that he wasn't twenty-one anymore, but he sure as hell didn't look like an old man. Orihara Izaya looked good, of that he was certain.
"Argh!!!" the injured one screamed and leaned against the alley's wall, his friends immediately going to check on him.
Izaya took advantage of the confusion and sprinted towards the girl, then grabbed her hand and darted out of the alley and straight towards Shizuo's apartment. It was funny how sometimes things worked out his way. There he was, waiting for a chance to get into Shizu-chan's apartment, and the opportunity presented itself at just the right moment. He chuckled darkly, his eyes glowing dangerously at the prospect of how he was going to torture Shizuo some more.
"Imma fuckin' kill you!!" screamed the one who first called him an old man, the second uninjured guy following after him.
He threw the terrified girl a sidelong glance, and when she tried to free herself from his grip he gave her his most charming smile. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. My friend lives around the block, so we're going to hide there until they leave." He watched her nod reluctantly, but he knew that she was most likely scared of him too, especially after he told her that he was taking her to another guy's place. It was almost funny, in a sick, twisted way. Humans are so fascinating. Still, had their places been reversed, he would've taken the chance offered to him, because it seemed best to follow the person who saved you instead of the men who kidnapped you. He winked. "I made it my hobby today to save damsels in distress, so don't worry about it, you're safe with me."
"T-thank you," she said softly, her voice trembling.
"Mothafucka, stop running like a coward and come face us," shouted the Blue Squares guy.
Izaya just chortled, highly amused at the kid's antics. He had no idea with whom he was messing, but if the idiot didn't stop insulting him, then he would have to make sure to somehow involve him in one of his next deadly schemes. He picked up speed when he approached Shizuo's apartment building, then knocked hard on the door, immediately pushing the protozoan inside as soon the man opened because he didn't want the ones following him to see where he entered. He knew that Shizuo wouldn't have normally let him in, but he must've been startled by the girl's presence.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Shizuo growled and slammed Izaya against the door of his apartment, the wood creaking from the force of the blow. If Izaya thought that he could enter his house as though they were best buddies, then the flea had another think coming. It was bad enough that he knew where he lived, and he wasn't about to let the disgusting insect infect his apartment with his poisonous presence.
Izaya stood stock still for a second, the footsteps on the hallway stopping just on the other side of the door. "Please don't hit me again, I'm sorry that I burned the food," he screamed in a girly voice, trying really hard not to burst into laughter at the shocked expression on the protozoan's face.
"FLEA!" Shizuo shouted before slamming the annoying louse against the door again. He knew that Izaya loved to mess with him, but this was too retarded even for him. There had to be a limit to how annoying a person could be.
"I'm sorry, honey, I'm sorry for being such a terrible waifu!" Izaya screamed and pretended to cry. This is too funny, too funny! I love those humans for giving me such an opportunity today!
Shizuo stared at him with his mouth agape for a few moments, then loosened the grip he had on Izaya's black t-shirt and backed away, thinking that the flea had somehow lost his mind.
"I'm so sorry!" Izaya cried again, just to make sure that the idiots who were following him saw it as nothing more than a case of domestic violence and left them alone. They had exceeded their usefulness, so they were no longer needed now that he was inside the protozoan's apartment with the perfect excuse to stay there.
"Iza―"
"Shh!"
Shizuo watched the flea stick his ear to the door and listen intently. What the hell is going on? He slowly turned his head around and looked at the girl that seemed to be scared out of her mind, then cringed when he figured that she must've be terrified because of his behavior, so he put on a smile instead and awkwardly scratched his head. "I'm sorry if I scared you, but the two of us are always like that," he said and patted Izaya on the shoulder hard enough to make him grunt in pain. "Isn't that right flea?"
Izaya smiled and played along. "Indeed we are, we've known each other since high school. You should've seen us back then, we became best friends the second our common acquaintance introduced us to one another. It was friendship at first sight!" It was hard to say all of that and keep a straight face, but he was managing quite well, considering the hilarity of the situation. If only the girl would've been there the day they had met, then she would've probably ran away screaming.
Shizuo nodded. "Right, right. Whatever he says."
"My name is Kana," said the girl, "nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you Kana, I'm Shizuo," he said before dragging Izaya away from the door and forcing him to sit on the couch. "And this here is my idiot friend. I call him 'flea', because he buzzes around all the time."
Izaya pouted at his words while Kana chuckled. "Thank you for saving me," she said and bowed her head.
Izaya waved around his hand in a dismissive gesture. "It's ok, it's ok, I was just doing what anyone else would've done in my situation." You were useful, little girl.
Shizuo looked at him in surprise, wondering what they were talking about. He was skeptical about the whole situation, because he couldn't see Izaya saving anyone out of the goodness of his heart. "What happened?" he asked, hoping that she would provide some answers.
Kana lowered her head and looked away in shame.
Shizuo blinked, wondering what the hell was going on. "Flea...?" he asked, hoping that Izaya would answer instead.
"Ah, there were these punks who were dragging her into an alley..."
Shizuo grimaced at the implication, but didn't say anything and instead allowed Izaya to continue.
"And you know how I'm a model citizen and all that, right? So I went there and saved her."
Shizuo's eyes narrowed dangerously before he lowered his head and whispered close to Izaya's ear. "I'm sure you did it because it benefited you somehow." Izaya's dark chuckle only served to prove that he had been right. He sighed and sat down as well. Either the girl was the daughter of some rich guy who would give the flea a big, fat reward, or the bastard saved her and used her as an excuse to see him. Izaya might've thought he was stupid, but he wasn't. "What now?"
Izaya smiled and made himself comfortable. "We're going to wait for a bit longer to make sure they are gone, and then we're going to walk Kana home."
Shizuo snorted. "We?"
Izaya smiled innocently. "Yes, Shizu-chan, we, because Kana needs you to protect her, to make sure that she gets home safely." No matter how much of a brute the protozoan was, Izaya knew that he was not a bad person, which meant that he would make sure that the girl got home in one piece.
Shizuo glared. "Tch! Fine. In the meantime, let's watch some TV." He was in need of a distraction, because the last thing he wanted to do was to stare at the flea and remember that time in the alley, in the park, then in the alley again... FUCK! I can't be thinking about this right now!
Izaya smirked at seeing Shizuo's distressed expression, knowing that he was most likely thinking about him. How could he not when he had shown him such pleasure? The brute would be his, it was just a matter of him. He turned his head back to the TV and spent the next half an hour listening in on the conversation between Shizuo and Kana, the brute succeeding in surprising him with his cheerful behavior. It was almost as though he was an entirely different person, and he couldn't help but wonder how he was able to control himself enough to not repeatedly slam his head against the nearest hard surface, especially after what happened between them the last few times they ran had into each other.
"Ok, let's go," said Shizuo once he was certain that the people who had been following Izaya and Kana were long gone. It wouldn't have been a problem for him to quickly dispatch them, but he didn't want to beat them up in front of an already scared girl. She must've been terrified, he thought, and even though he hated the flea more than anything in the world, he was glad that the bastard did something nice for once, though it still pissed him off that Izaya would use a girl as an excuse to see him. Then again, it was the flea, so nothing surprised him anymore when it came to the disgusting insect. They all left the apartment and he smiled as Kana followed him like a lost puppy, probably because even someone like her could sense that Izaya was not the nice person he claimed to be. The girl lived close-by luckily, and when they reached her apartment building she bowed and thanked them again before darting inside.
"Ne, Shizu-chan, I hope you're not mad at me for dropping in like that," said Izaya, fingers tightening on the flickblade he held in the pocket of his jacket. He could never be too careful when it came to the brute. He still valued his life after all.
Shizuo expression turned manic, and he cracked his knuckled, an obvious sign of fuck-off-now, but the flea only smirked in response and kept his ground. "You wanna die bastard, hah??"
"Ne, Shizu-chan, aren't you curious where I live?" The brute always wanted that information in order to be able to find him and beat him to a bloody pulp whenever he wanted, and now that he was willing to serve it on a silver platter, he doubted that Shizuo would be able to refuse.
"Hah? What are you trying to say," asked Shizuo, confused about the whole situation. He doubted that Izaya would be stupid enough to tell him his address. Didn't he know what he'd do to him if he could easily find him? Since when is the flea suicidal?
Izaya sauntered over until he was right in his face, then spoke his next words in a most seductive tone. "I'm asking you if you want to come over to my place." There was no way that he could get more direct than that, and if Shizuo refused, then he would have to keep trying, or wait until the brute decided to pay him a visit in order to murder him. He could use that opportunity to try to seduce him when such a time came.
Shizuo's heartbeat sped up and he took a step backwards, eyes going wide in disbelief. He absolutely hated it when Izaya used that tone on him, because it always made him feel a lot hotter than he should've felt during an already hot day... or night. He'd better not be suggesting what I think he's suggesting...
Izaya's smirk grew wider and he brushed his hand gently against Shizuo's cheek, enjoying the flustered look on the brute's face. How can it be this easy? "What do you say, Shizu-chan? Didn't you always want to see where I live so that you could kill me?" Take the bait Shizu-chan, come over to my place and become my pet. I promise I'll take good care of you until the day I'll have to break you.
Shizuo was unsure about what to do, but it was true that he had always wanted to be able to find the flea if he felt that the bastard deserved to get his ass kicked. Besides, he wouldn't have to go up, he could just leave as soon as he reached the place."Yeah, sure, let's go," he said, smirking. This time the joke will be on you, flea.
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