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Blind Fury	By : HollowedRose Category: > Durarara!! (?????!! Dyurarara!!) Views: 6534 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Even though it was past midnight, Izaya was still wide awake. It was one of those nights when the impulse to murder Shizuo was so overwhelming that he could hardly breathe, and it took everything in his power to not go out and stab the beast in the heart... over, and over, and over again, until he'd bathe in its blood. His breath was coming out ragged as he nearly stumbled to his desk, and the moment he sat down in the chair, he tightly gripped the armrest with one hand and clawed at his throat with the other. It was suffocating, this feeling, and as he rotated the chair towards the window to view the city bellow, he saw himself in the reflection and his heart nearly stopped. He looked feral... the murderous stare, the trembling in his hands as he held himself back, the dangerous snarl, they were all signs that he was losing himself to the hatred incinerating him from deep within. He was letting his emotions get the best of him, and that wasn't the Orihara Izaya he was supposed to be. Slowly, he pulled back the fingers from around his throat and placed his hand on the armrest, only then realizing just how badly his injured arm hurt.

Such episodes didn't happen often because he was usually very good at controlling his emotions, but once on a while something would trigger one, and it was during such moments that he was really hating the man he had become. Earlier, he'd been flipping through the channels when he came upon a movie in which a man was dragging a woman deep into a dark alley. It wasn't that hard to guess what would happen next, and even though a voice in the back of his head told him to change the channel, his finger froze above the remote control's Next button. Besides showing the woman's breasts, the scene wasn't that graphic, but the man's disgusting grunts and moans reminded him of the Shizuo from that night. What really got to him though were the woman's eyes and the tears sliding down her cheeks before stopping as they reached the man's hand clamped over her mouth. He realized that he must've looked like that too, and the idea of Orihara Izaya looking like that made him see red.

It took him a good ten or so minutes to calm down afterwards. He wouldn't have been able to kill the monster inside the police station even if he wanted, and besides, a dead Shizuo wouldn't have that ridiculous expression of guilt on his face. A malevolent smile spread across his face and he turned to the desk to pick up the phone. It was the middle of the night, but he didn't really care about that. He could've called in the evening, but he liked the idea of waking up Kasuka with bad news. The phone rang a few times before the man finally answered with an almost imperceptible irritation in his voice.

"How did you get this number?"

"Are you seriously asking me that question?" Izaya inquired before he let out a chuckle. There was silence for a few moments before Kasuka's voice was heard again, but this time it was in his usual flat tone.

"Did something happen?"

"You could say that..."

"Did my brother... do something?" Kasuka hesitantly asked.

"He's been arrested," Izaya chirped, sounding way too cheerful.

"On what charges?"

"You know where I live. Come by tomorrow at noon, otherwise your brother will end up in prison for a very long time," Izaya threatened, but his tone was more playful than anything else.

He did laugh though when Kasuka ended the call without another word; he had no doubts that the younger Heiwajima would rush back to Tokyo to save his precious brother from big bad Orihara Izaya.

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When he heard a knock on the door at exactly noon, Izaya had a hard time refraining from laughing out loud. He'd been wondering if Kasuka would be able to hold on for that long, especially when the monster's freedom was at stake, but apparently the freak understood Izaya's message, which was to be there at that specific time or don't bother coming at all. He was so anxious to mess with Kasuka that he nearly bounced to the door, and even though he knew that the freak would be able to read the obnoxious smirk he most likely had on his face, it didn't really bother him. His smirk grew when they came face to face, and even though the younger Heiwajima might've looked calm to anyone else, Izaya knew that couldn't be the case.

Kasuka didn't waste any time with small talk and instead walked in. "What happened?" he immediately inquired at the same time that he placed a plastic bag on the coffee table.

"Ne, ne, Kasu-chan, what's in the bag?" Izaya chirped, his eyes glued to the only other foreign object in his apartment.

"The clothes you so graciously lent me before. I haven't had an opportunity to give them back until now."

Izaya smirk fell and a shudder went up his spine at the thought of that coat being back in his house. He'd given it to Kasuka in the hope of never having to see it again, and now that thing was back to haunt him like the bad memory that it was. "You really didn't have to," he tried with a smile on his face, but he was certain that it must've looked forced. "I gave them to you after all."

"I don't need nor want anything from you," Kasuka said coldly. "I'm only here about my brother."

"I see, I see," Izaya said, his forced smile falling as well and leaving behind a frown. "Of course Kasu-chan only cares what happens to his precious nii-san, regardless of how much of a monster said nii-san is."

"If I didn't know him as well as I do, I'd probably agree with you," Kasuka admitted.

"But?" Izaya inquired with a sigh.

"I'm not ready to give up on him just yet."

"Then what will it take for you to give up on him?"

Kasuka looked him straight in the eyes as he gave his answer. "I don't know."

"Hn."

"Stop wasting my time and tell me what happened," Kasuka spoke with a calmness that he didn't exactly possess, but at least it didn't look like it was something too bad, because the Informant seemed to still be in one piece.

The corners of Izaya's lips quirked upwards, and he couldn't help but chuckle as he recalled Shizuo's surprised expression when the protozoan noticed the bloody switchblade in his hand. "I set your brother up," Izaya bubbled, and he let all the satisfaction he felt at having tricked the brute seep into his voice.

After a torturous long night, Kasuka felt himself relax; it was as though he could finally breathe. He didn't like to admit, but he didn't trust Shizuo to control his temper, not after what his brother had done to the Informant standing a few feet away from him. One of the reasons he'd disappeared and stopped answering Shizuo's calls was to not give the two archenemies more reasons to fight about, but it looked like even after removing himself from the picture, the two still clashed just like before. "I see," Kasuka finally said with a blank expression on his face.

"Are you upset? Do you perhaps want to hurt me for setting him up? Though I must warn you, I'm not injured anymore, so I can take you on now," Izaya said just as he slipped a hand into the right pocket of his pants where he kept his switchblade.

"Orihara-san, no, Izaya, that was self-defense, so I'd appreciate it if you didn't treat me like I'm some sort of criminal. Must I remind you who was the one threatening the other with a knife?" Regardless of how much he didn't want to fight, Kasuka was ready to take on the Informant if need be. He would never allow himself to get captured again, especially after what almost happened the last time he'd been so careless around the man.

Izaya tried to shrug in a carefree manner, but he knew that he must have been still looked tense. "Can you blame me, after the things you said?"

"Can you blame me, after what you tried doing to me?"

"Ah, I see," Izaya said at the same time that he unwrapped his fingers from around the switchblade and pulled his hand out of the pocket. "Shizu-chan might've been right after all," he mused and motioned for Kasuka to sit down while he took a seat on the other couch.

"What are you talking about?" Kasuka didn't want to spend another second in Izaya's presence, but he knew he had no choice but to play the man's game if he wanted to get Shizuo out, so he reluctantly sat down and waited for the Informant to answer his question.

"Nothing, nothing," Izaya said absentmindedly before he managed to tear his eyes away from the plastic bag. "Anyway, let's not waste any more time than we already have. You want your precious nii-san to be released, and I can make that happen, for a small price of course." He could almost sense the dread coming from the younger Heiwajima, and he couldn't help but wonder what sort of wild scenarios were going through that seemingly emotionless head.

"What price?" Kasuka asked, and he immediately realized with some surprise just how shaken his voice had sounded, at least when compared to how he normally spoke, although he doubted that many would've noticed if they weren't a diabolic Informant going by the name of Orihara Izaya.

Izaya's grin almost split his face in two, and he made sure to watch the other's every reaction as he spoke his next words. "Get down on your knees and blow me," he said just as he pointed to his crotch area. As expected, Kasuka looked appalled, the biggest giveaway being the nose scrunched up in disgust and the slightly widened eyes, those usually almost empty-like orbs now appearing to be filled with emotions that perhaps not even their usually numb owner could fully understand.

"No," came Kasuka's reply once he'd calmed down enough to at least be able to speak without sounding anything but his usual self. "I can't, no, I won't do that."

"I see... so this is what it takes for you to finally abandon him. I guess that you might really be nothing more than an emotionless freak after all," Izaya said, his voice sounding completely malicious and satisfied at the same time, as though he'd been expecting such an answer from the start. "Your beloved nii-san... no, perhaps not so beloved after all, would gladly die for you, and yet you can't do something as simple as give his archenemy a blowjob to get him out of jail. Kasu-chan, you're such a terrible brother!"

Kasuka was certain that accepting such an offer would be a mistake. Disgust aside, there were a thousand other reasons why he'd refused, and one of them was above all others. "Shizuo would never forgive himself if I were to do such a thing for his sake. You really don't know my brother after all, because if you did, you'd know that he'd rather rot in jail if that was what it took to stop me from degrading myself in such a manner," Kasuka revealed the reason behind his refusal, hoping that the Informant would no longer bother him with such an offer. He expected the man to get angry at him, but instead Izaya burst into laughter, almost taking Kasuka by surprise.

"Ahh ha ha ha!" That was so funny, Kasu-chan, you should've seen your face just now! Ahh ha ha ha!" He was laughing so hard that his side hurt, and it took a full minute before he finally calmed down. "Phew, your reaction was hilarious. Thank you for the good laugh!" Izaya chirped happily. Kasuka wasn't saying anything, so he continued. "It was just a joke. A j-o-k-e. Ah, really, I can't believe you actually took my words seriously," he mused, and then his expression turned serious again. "Even if you're a monster that I could never love, I still wouldn't make you do such a thing. That's why I keep saying your brother is the real monster here, but you don't seem to believe me." Some bitterness seeped into his words as he spoke, but it didn't really bother him as much as he thought it would. "I've come to realize something after my failed attempt at revenge. Do you know what that is?"

"No," came Kasuka's simple answer.

"There are some things that not even I, Orihara Izaya, can do. Now, knowing that, I've also realized one more thing." This time, Izaya got up from the couch and sat down next to Kasuka before he placed his hand on the other man's shoulder. When Kasuka didn't pull away, he continued. "The best place to be is outside the mosquito net. Mosquitos outside the net cannot sting the humans or the monsters inside it directly, but they can do some annoying sounds when they flutter their wings. Slowly, but persistently, until they drive the creatures inside it crazy. You see, I'm best at playing games, and you, Heiwajima Kasuka, are going to help me play a rather cruel game on Shizu-chan."

"I'm not going to help you hurt my brother," Kasuka said, still not trying to tear himself away from the other man's hold.

"You will," Izaya assured him, "unless you really do want him to end up in prison."

Kasuka wasn't one to get scared easily, but something about Orihara Izaya always made him feel like he was dealing with an extremely poisonous snake. He knew that he had to thread carefully, least he wanted Shizuo to really get hurt by a man who seemed to despise him more than anything else in the world.

"I knew you'd see it my way~!" Izaya sang when Kasuka remained silent. "Unlike your brother, you're not just a dumb brute. Oh, no, you're so much more!" The smirk grew wider and he tightened his hold on Kasuka's shoulder, but not hard enough to hurt him. "I told Shizu-chan that something really bad happened to you as you two grew up, and that it was his fault." As expected, Kasuka's eyes widened fractionally, and Izaya couldn't help but cackle at the sight. "Don't worry, I haven't told him that you were the neighborhood's punching bag because of him, but that's the beauty of my plan!" Izaya beamed and then snickered maliciously. "Your brother is going to torture himself by imagining the worst scenarios, and you're not going to tell him a thing! I'll know if you do." Kasuka seemed to be deep in thought, so Izaya continued in the hope of convincing the freak to play his game. "You owe me at least this much."

"I don't owe you anything," Kasuka stated calmly.

"Oh, but you do," Izaya hissed just as he raised his other hand to cup Kasuka's cheek. "After all, I killed one of my precious humans for you. You turned me into a murderer, Ka-su-ka-kun."

"You wouldn't have had to kill that man if you hadn't kidnapped me to begin with," Kasuka tried to defend himself, but he nearly ended up shivering when the man's cold ring touched his face.

Izaya snorted. "I wouldn't have kidnapped you to begin with if your monster of a brother hadn't almost fucked me to death."

Kasuka had no reply to that, so he chose to remain silent.

"That's what I thought. As I was saying, you won't tell your brother anything, no matter how much Shizuo cries and begs for the truth. You owe me at least this much after I saved you from Slon." He knew that his words might not be enough, so he continued in order to drive the point home. "You now know how it feels like to have your clothes ripped off by another man," he said and slowly ran his hand down Kasuka's neck and shoulder until he reached the material of the jacket and he roughly yanked it off, "and then have that man force you face down on the dirty ground..." Instead of doing that though, he moved the hand resting on Kasuka's shoulder and grabbed the freak by the nape before he leaned in closer until his lips were nearly touching the other's ear.

"What you don't know is how it feels like to be torn apart, to bleed and cry and scream as another man rams into you, over and over again, for what feels like an eternity. Can you guess what happens after a while?" he asked in a shaky voice, his own words making him sick to his stomach. "You start hoping that he'd finish soon, even though the thought of having such a monster come inside you disgusts you. That's how much it hurts." Letting go of the jacket, he placed a hand on Kasuka's thigh before continuing. "I'm nowhere near as cruel as Shizu-chan though. I wouldn't have left you there alone. I would've taken care of you afterwards, because I know just how painful it is."

Pulling back a bit, Izaya moved the hand resting on Kasuka's neck and captured the man's jaw so that he could force him to meet his gaze. "So next time you even think of telling me that you don't owe me anything, remember one thing: that day, your thighs could've been stained red as well," he uttered just as he forced his hand between Kasuka's legs, finally earning the shudder he'd been hoping for.

Kasuka pushed Izaya away and moved to get up, another shudder passing through his body when Izaya's hand dragged over his thigh before he finally got away from the Informant.

"Before you make your decision, let me add just one more thing," Izaya said and got up as well, a nasty smile now adorning his face. "I can set up Shizu-chan for much heavier crimes. I can even pin a murder on him if I so choose. Don't underestimate me, Kasu-chan, because you will come to regret it."

Kasuka pulled up his jacket and zipped it up before turning his attention back to Izaya. "It seems I have no choice in this matter."

"Sooo happy to hear that~! Oh, and one more thing. You can't tell Shizu-chan that I'm the one prohibiting you from revealing what really happened," he added before he glared at the bag and picked it up. "I'll be right back," he then muttered before he went up the stairs, heading straight for the bathroom. Once inside, he dropped the plastic bag in the corner and rushed to the sink where he turned on the faucet and splashed some water on his face. It hadn't been easy to say all those disturbing things to Kasuka, but in the end, it was worth the mental anguish if it got him what he wanted. Using the towel, he dried his face before he fished out the phone from his pocket and typed a message. Not even half a minute later, he received one back, but he ended up glaring at it and then shoving the device back into his pocket because he didn't like what he'd read.

"Tch, why are you even surprised?" he asked his reflection in the mirror. "You knew they'd do this." Sighing loudly, he turned on his heels and headed downstairs where the monster's brother was still waiting for him.

"Can we go now?"

"Not yet," Izaya answered in an irritated voice as he sat down at his desk.

"You said―"

"I know what I said. We will go soon, but first I need to take care of some things," Izaya announced in a tone that left no room for argument. "Please, sit down in the meantime. I'd hate to be called a bad host by a star such as yourself," the Informant spoke mockingly, and then shrugged when Kasuka ignored him and continued to stand. "Suit yourself."

Kasuka kept staring at the door for a long time, waiting for the Informant to be done with whatever he was doing so that the two of them could make their way to the police station. He had a feeling that Izaya had simply said he had something to do because he wanted to play with him some more, although he could never be sure about anything when it came to that man. He was also a bit worried about how Shizuo might react when he saw him, especially after ignoring his calls for such a long period of time. What he dreaded though was the fight he'd surely have afterwards as a result of Izaya's schemes.

If there was one thing of which he was certain in his life, it was that he cared about Shizuo, regardless of what his sibling had done. One of the reasons he'd always stayed calm in Shizuo's presence was to not provoke him, because he knew that his brother would blame himself afterwards if he were to hurt him. For someone as emotionless as Kasuka, to stop caring about Shizuo was to give up a part of himself, and he had no desire to do such a thing, especially when he knew that the only thing awaiting would be loneliness. People knew Hanejima Yuuhei, but only Shizuo knew the real Heiwajima Kasuka. Not even his parents understood him as well as Shizou did. Sometimes, he thought that his older brother knew him better than he knew himself, and even though it was a rather disturbing thought, it was also comforting.

About ten minutes later, he heard someone press the door's handle and he wondered who would dare to try to enter Izaya's apartment like it was their home.

"They're here!" Izaya said happily before he got up and headed towards the door. "Don't hate me too much, ne?" he told Kasuka just as he opened the door and let his sisters in, the two girls pushing him out of the way and running towards their favorite actor Hanejima Yuuhei before Izaya even had a chance to say a word.

"Yuuhei-san, I can't believe you're here!" Mairu almost squealed and grabbed Kasuka's arm while Kururi gently tugged at the sleeve of his jacket. "I can't believe Iza-nii is the one who made this happen. We'd always thought that Shizuo-san would introduce us. I'm so happy!"

"Happy," Kururi spoke softly, a small smile adorning her face.

"Now you no longer have to push me in front of a truck so that you could meet Yuuhei-kun. Unlike Shizu-chan, I'm doing this for free!" Izaya chirped and closed the door before he headed in their direction. "Isn't your brother the best?"

"Iza-nii, best," Kururi said and gave him a big smile before she lowered her head and tugged harder on Kasuka's sleeve.

"Mhmm," Mairu said absentmindedly, her eyes glued to Yuuhei's beautiful face. "Yuuhei-san is even prettier than he looks in the movies."

Kasuka was so surprised by the sudden meeting that he didn't even know what to say, and he was finding it hard to believe that such adorable-looking girls could be Izaya's sisters. It also bothered him a bit that Shizuo would tell them to kill Izaya for a meeting with him, but he pushed those thoughts aside for the moment so that he could deal with the two girls.

"Thank you very much. What's your name?" he asked and smiled brightly, the same way he did whenever he was Hanejima Yuuhei and not Heiwajima Kasuka.

"I'm Mairu!"

"Kururi," the other twin said, and it surprised Izaya that even his usually shy and soft-spoken sister seemed eager to talk to the emotionless freak.

"It's my pleasure to meet such beautiful, young ladies."

Izaya had to admit that Kasuka was a damn good actor, and he barely stopped himself from roaring with laughter because he knew just how emotionless and not nice the freak really was.

"Hey... wait a second. How did Iza-nii get you to come here?" Mairu asked while giving her brother a suspicious look. "Did he threaten or blackmail you with something?"

Kasuka laughed. "No, no, of course not. Your nii-san is going to help me out with something, that's all," he assured her.

Izaya raised a hand and placed it above his heart. "Oh, Mairu, I'm deeply hurt by your distrust. You nii-san just did something nice for you. The least you could do is be grateful for making your dream of meeting Yuuhei-kun come true."

Mairu glowered at him for a few more moments before she turned her attention back to her beloved Yuuhei. "What does Yuuhei-san need help with?"

"Kururi will help!" the older twin promised.

"Shizuo got himself into trouble again, so your nii-san is going to help me with that."

This time, both Mairu and Kururi gave Izaya a suspicious look. "But Iza-nii hates Shizuo-san..."

"Indeed I do," Izaya admitted, "but I knew how much you two wanted to meet Yuuhei-kun, so I promised to help him if he promised to go out on a date with the both of you." Kasuka barely managed to hide his surprise, and Izaya couldn't help but cackle at the hilarity of it all.

"Date," Kururi said softly while Mairu nearly squealed again.

"That, however, will have to wait, because right now, Yuuhei-kun and I are going to help Shizu-chan. Right, Yuuhei-kun?"

"Yes."

Immediately, Mairu's enthusiasm seemed to have flown out the window and she looked like she was about to cry. "What about the date?"

Izaya placed a hand on his sister's head and ruffled her hair. "You'll have to arrange that with Yuuhei-kun. I'm sure he can take a few hours off from work, no matter how busy his schedule is. Right, Yuuhei-kun?"

"No problem, I'll find time," Kasuka assured the twins, finally realizing what a devil Orihara Izaya really was. He'd most certainly underestimated the man.

"Iza-nii is the best!" Mairu chirped enthusiastically, for the moment forgetting how the three of them weren't exactly the closest siblings. Kururi nodded in agreement with her sister.

"Of course I'm the best," Izaya said smugly as he folded his arms across his chest, enjoying Kasuka's discomfort at the whole situation. "Anyway, we really have to leave now, so you two go home and we'll talk later, all right?"

The twins reluctantly released Kasuka and made their way towards the door. "Don't forget our date, Yuuhei-san," Mairu reminded him, her tone making Kasuka think there was an "or else," there at the end.

"I won't," he promised with a wave of his hand and a bright smile which he kept until the door finally closed behind the twins. The second they were out the door, he was back to being Heiwajima Kasuka. "You really are a devil, Orihara Izaya."

"You don't know the half of it," Izaya said with a chuckle before he put on the jacket and went to grab his keys and the phone. For once, he was looking forward to seeing the beast.

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A/N: @Calor Jones: Thank you very much for your kind words. It always bring me joy to hear that people enjoy my fics. This fic has actually reached chapter 79 but I haven't updated it here because I've been lazy. Sorry about that. I actually don't have the energy to update so many chapters at once so I suggest you check my profile on AFF and follow the link there to the place where I have all chapters uploaded. The fic is still WIP though. Leave me a comment here or at that other place so that I'll know if you found it or not. :)
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