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Chapter 5: From Bad To Worse

Ok, thought Shizuo, something was definitely wrong. As far as he knew, prisoners who awaited for their sentence were supposed to be taken to detention centers, not to Pushu Prison which was reserved for the most vicious of criminals. He looked at the booklet in his hands again and sighed. Soon after the detective left the interrogation room earlier that day he received a not so pleasant visit from a bunch of cops that seemed intent on hurting him as much as possible. Shizuo wasn't one to get easily subdued but getting tased multiple times didn't exactly help his cause. Then, while his body was still twitching from the aftershock of the electricity being forced into his body, he was dragged outside and hauled into a van then dumped into a small cell at Pushu Prison. He didn't know how much time had passed before he was able to move again but once he did a guard threw a booklet through the bars of his cell and told him to read it and follow the rules to the letter. He didn't tell him what would happen if he didn't but Shizuo had a pretty good idea what to expect. His eyes went to the booklet and he started reading.
APPENDIX I
"Handbook for Life in Prison"

Pushu Prison
APPENDIX A
Introduction

From today you are in the position of being a prisoner in the Pushu prison. In this prison there are two thousand and several hundred people interned. A prison is a place where-
And Shizuo stopped then and dropped the booklet. The guard outside looked at him, smirked, then turned around, as though he was hoping Shizuo would break the rules.
To hell with everything, thought Shizuo. There was no way he'd follow some of the ridiculous rules he'd heard about from some people who had been in jail before. They should've been grateful that Shizuo even allowed them to take him into custody in the first place. He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, wondering when he'd get some food since he was absolutely starving. He fell asleep after a while, and when he woke up again it was to the boot of a warden stomping onto his chest. Shizuo growled and made a move to grab the offending foot, only to get hit repeatedly in the head with one of those batons the cops love to use.
The guard backed up after a while and Shizuo looked up to see the asshole he was about to kill. "Since you hit me in the head it means you were trying to kill me, and if that's the case, then I see no problem in returning the favor," said Shizuo and got up slowly.
"On your knees, now!" barked the guard at him and Shizuo lunged himself at the asshole he badly wanted to hurt.
He never reached him though because someone had once again tased him. He dropped to his knees in pain, his teeth clattering hard from the onslaught of pain.
"I believe this dog still needs some training," said the guard who had tased Shizuo out of the blue. The other one chuckled and both of them proceeded to drag Shizuo out of the small cell and into a bigger one that held five more convicts. They dropped him unceremoniously in the middle of it, then left, leaving Shizuo amongst dangerous criminals.
It took him a while to be able to open his eyes again but as soon as he did he growled when his eyes met the disgusting leer of one of his new cellmates. "What the hell are you looking at?" said Shizuo a bit too loud, noticing how two of his cellmates winced at the sound of his voice.
The one leering didn't say anything and just as Shizuo was trying to get up he saw the guards from earlier rushing back in.
"Are you going to follow us willingly or should I tase you again?"
Shizuo gulped. He didn't like being electrocuted, and he wasn't sure his body could stand more of such abuse. "I will follow," he said and followed the two guards down the corridor and then into a large room.
"We were going to be nice and let you keep your hair since you haven't been sentenced yet but since you broke one of the rules from the booklet I gave you earlier then there will be no more privileges for you."
Shizuo paled a little. There was no way they were going to cut his hair... right? RIGHT? "I won't allow it!" screamed Shizuo from the top of his lungs and rushed towards the one with the pistol, intent on either crushing the thing to pieces or getting his hands on it and using it against the assholes before him, whichever one happened first. His hand was almost upon it but just as he reached to grab it the guard dropped the thing and threw himself at Shizuo so hard that they both lost balance and fell to the floor in a heap.
The guard who had given him the booklet earlier rushed to the pistol and grabbed it, immediately pointing it in Shizuo's direction. "Prisoner 318668, remove your hands from Yamado-san, now!"
Shizuo cursed under his breath and stayed down while the third man in the room helped the asshole guard back to his feet.
"I see we have a new troublemaker Okuro-san," said the tall and bald new guy.
The one named Okuro tightened his grip on the taser. "Get up and sit in that chair over there," he told Shizuo, a malicious grin plastered on his ugly face.
Shizuo mumbled something but sat on the chair nonetheless.
"Cut his hair real good Amazaki-san," said Okuro. "He's an unruly dog, but I think we'll eventually train him just fine."
Shizuo just growled at the insult but didn't say anything. He wasn't stupid enough to allow himself to get tased a third time in such a short period of time. As much as Izaya kept claiming he was a monster, Shizuo had always known that he was only human. Sure, he had insane strength but that didn't mean he couldn't get hurt. Each time he remembered the extended periods of time he was forced to spend in the hospital with broken bones made him cringe, the memory of the pain still vivid in his mind. He wasn't a doctor but he was sure there was a limit to how many times he could get tased before his heart would finally give out.

He tried to console himself to the thought that it was just hair, and that it would grow back eventually but it didn't exactly work. He cringed at the sight of him in the mirror as his dyed hair was slowly cut away and for the first time since he arrived to prison he truly wished he was anywhere else but there. It was one thing to fight punks on the streets but it seemed like these guards knew exactly how to immobilize him and that taser they had was not an ordinary one either. He didn't like it because it made him feel vulnerable and that was a feeling he wasn't exactly familiar with.
"Get up," Yamado said once they were done stripping away his last remnant of individuality. "You will follow us quietly, won't you?"
Shizuo nodded slowly, a bit ashamed at how defeated he probably looked at that moment. He followed them out the door but instead of being led to the cell with the other convicts he was taken to a new one, a much smaller one that Shizuo wasn't sure would even be big enough to properly roll out a futon on. He was then pushed into the cell, the bars closing behind him with an ominous sound. He turned around and to his displeasure he was met with the sight of Okuro who was still there, glaring at him.
"Sit in the seiza position while facing the door and keep your eyes closed," the man said in a harsh tone.
Shizuo scoffed and leaned against the wall instead.
"Prisoner 318668, either you follow the rules or we will have no choice but to enforce them through whatever means we deem necessary."
Then, to Shizuo's horror, Yamado appeared again behind Okuro, pistol in hand, grinning like a madman. "Ah, ah, you're already missing my buddy here the almighty pistol? Please do fight all you want."
Shizuo mumbled something but sat down as he had been instructed.
Okuro then crouched until they were eye-level. "Keep your eyes closed, and do not open them unless I allow you to."
Shizuo kept quiet and closed his eyes as instructed even though he could barely suppress the impulse of getting up and raising hell, everything be damned. Truth be told, he did feel weak, the lack of food combined with getting electrocuted repeatedly making his muscle spasm and twitch in pain. Even his hands were shaking a little and Shizuo briefly wondered just what kind of taser were they actually using on him since a normal one was only supposed to immobilize him without inflicting pain. Izaya entered his mind then and he wondered how she was doing.
Izaya moaned in pain as she woke up the next day. She had a splitting headache and she could feel pain shoot up her spine each time she moved. With her mouth as dry as sandpaper she reached for the bottle she kept on the nightstand. She turned the cap with shaky hands and greedily drank the water inside until there was nothing left. She let the bottle fall from her hands and she collapsed back on the bed, her arm going up to cover her eyes from the too strong light. She stayed like that for a few more minutes until she finally found the strength to get up.
She remembered she forgot the fatty tuna out so the first thing she did was throw it away. She went back to her desk and glared once more at the container that Shinra left on her desk. She should probably use that after taking a bath to lessen the pain in her backside but she didn't have the energy to even take off her clothes. She sat on the chair at her desk and opened her laptop, checking the Dollars chatroom first. There were still no news on Shizuo and Izaya found that quite surprising. She was about to email one of her contacts in the Police Department when she heard a knock on the door. Reluctantly, she got up but before she could even check who it was she heard the voice behind it calling out her name. She shivered a bit but opened the door nonetheless.
"Orihara-san, you're not answering your phone," said Shiki and motioned to the other two men who were with him to wait there while he went in with the Informant.
Izaya's heart beat wildly inside her chest, the realization of how screwed she was almost making her wish she could bolt past the Awakusu-kai guarding her door and run to safety. What had happened between her and Shizuo messed up her plan of screwing with him by using Mikya's daughter and now they somehow knew and Shiki was out for blood. "I lost my phone," then a slight pause, "please sit down Shiki-san," said Izaya, her voice a bit shaky. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"You know very well why I'm here."
Izaya wanted to screamed that it was not a good time to even have this conversation but she knew well enough not to further push Shiki's buttons. "I don't know what you're talking about," she finally said as she sat down on the chair behind her desk.
Shiki's cane, the one he sometimes borrowed from a member of the organization when he had to deal with a troublesome person, hit the floor hard and Izaya flinched. "What were you thinking when you decided to use Mikiya's daughter for your own twisted plans? Did you perhaps think we wouldn't find out?"
Izaya gulped, her knuckled turning white from how hard she was clenching her fists. "Really Shiki-san, I would never do such a thing."
A dark chuckle went past his lips and Izaya had a sudden urge to flee, the tight grip she now had on the edge of the desk being the only thing that kept her grounded.
Shiki got up and slowly walked towards her, not stopping until he was right behind her chair. She immediately stiffened at the closeness and then when Shiki's hand went around her neck she tried to get up and away from the offending hand, only to get her face smashed against the desk as Shiki pushed her down. She yelped in shock and started struggling for all she was worth, the desperation in her voice as he was asking him to let her go taking Shiki by surprise. He released her and moved away from her, feeling a bit bad for doing such a thing. He didn't usually attack people like that but he was so mad that someone would dare to use Akane that he simply couldn't think straight anymore.
"Don't... don't touch me again!" said Izaya, her whole body shaking.
Shiki was shocked at how pale and afraid she appeared to be since the usual Izaya radiated confidence.
"I can't do this right now," said Izaya in a meek voice as she pushed herself off the chair and almost ran back to her room. "Close the door when you leave," she told Shiki just as she closed the door to her own room.
Shiki stood there stunned for a moment, unable to comprehend what had just happened. He could almost swear he saw a tear running down Izaya's face as she turned around but it seemed such a crazy thing that he had a hard time trusting his own eyes. He blinked, then decided to leave their discussion for another time.
As soon as she was inside her room Izaya's ear went to the door, listening intently to see if Shiki would leave. When she heard the door close she let herself drop to the floor slowly then put her arms around her knees and took a deep breath to calm down. She was more surprised at her own reaction than that of Shiki. Although the man was a part of a powerful underground group he always treated others with respect. It was the first time since Izaya had met him that Shiki got angry enough to physically try and harm her. She laughed bitterly at her own stupidity, wondering why she thought that using Akane to harm Shizuo was a good idea. Everything just seemed to backfire at her.
She didn't know how long she stayed down on the floor hugging her knees but she almost jumped out of her skin when she heard the doorbell. She scrambled to her feet and opened the door to her room slowly, then tip-toed to see who it was. For a second the thought that Shiki came back crossed her mind but that thought went out the window the moment she saw who it really was. Her eyes widened and she gasped in shock, but her hand went to the doorknob anyway. "Yuhei Hanejima, or better said Kasuka Heiwajima, to what do I owe the pleasure?" asked Izaya in a surprisingly calm tone.
"Izaya-san, I need information and I know you're the best at getting it."
"Please do come in."
Kasuka went inside and sat on the couch while Izaya took her usual spot.
"Courtesy of your brother," she said when she noticed Kasuka kept looking at her bruised face.
"I'm sorry," he said and lowered his head.
Izaya shrugged. "Not your fault." She eyed the younger man suspiciously, then closed her eyes and tried to keep her voice from faltering while speaking to him. Kasuka was Shizuo's brother after all, which meant it wasn't easy to even look at him without remembering what Ikebukuro's beast had done to her. "You need information on what exactly," she finally said.
Kasuka looked Izaya straight into the eyes. "I need information on my brother."
"W-what about Shizuo?" asked Izaya, stammering a bit.
"My brother was arrested less than two days ago and even though he hasn't been convicted yet he was sent to Pushu Prison. I find that suspicious and I want you to find the one who is behind this and why."
Izaya gasped at the news, relief flooding through her at the knowledge that Shizuo was locked somewhere far away. At the same time, her inquisitive mind couldn't help but wonder who did Shizuo piss off besides her. She looked at Kasuka bitterly and almost wished she could tell him what his brother had done. She knew how much Shizuo loved his brother so revealing his sick nature to his beloved sibling would destroy him. It was a shame Izaya herself was the victim, otherwise she would've absolutely enjoyed to see Shizuo devastated when Kasuka looked at him with disgust. It was useless however to dwell on such things so it was best to move on and take care of the problem at hand. "I accept," she finally said and started typing on her laptop. She had a contact in the Police Department so she emailed the man with what she needed and a promise to pay a good sum of money if he came through. Once she was done she raised from her chair and walked towards Kasuka who also got up. "I will call you as soon as I find something."
Kasuka nodded and she walked him to the door, then went back to her desk, picked up the laptop and went to her room. She sat crossed-legged on her bed and waited in front of the laptop for the email with information on Shizuo. Not even five minutes passed before she sighed in frustration, closed the laptop and decided it was best to take a bath. She went back to her desk, retrieved the small plastic container that Shinra gave her, grabbed a clean set of clothes and entered the bathroom. She turned on the water and winced when she saw her reflection in the mirror. She couldn't turn away from it, the person in it looking like a complete stranger to Izaya. She ran a hand through her hair and her eyes fell upon the bruised wrists. "Damn you Shizuo," she said out loud and moved to sit in the bathtub, wishing she could wash away Shizuo's taint on her body.
No matter how he looked at it Shiki thought that Izaya deserved to be punished for what she had done, but before he did anything too rash he decided it was best to calm down. Besides, Izaya's reaction had been absolutely strange, which meant that something else had the Informant spooked. Knowing Orihara Izaya, that something must've been something indeed since Izaya was one of the few people that Shiki truly considered to be fearless even in the face of danger. He did notice the bruises on her face and on her wrists as she was flailing about but that was hardly enough to scare someone like Izaya. He sighed and closed his eyes, knowing it wouldn't be long before his guest would arrive.
"Shiki-san, your guest is here," one of his subordinates said.
"Celty-san," said Shiki and got up to properly welcome her, "please make yourself comfortable." He motioned to a chair in front of his desk and Celty sat down.
[ What did you call me here for? ] she wrote on her pad and showed it to Shiki.
"Celty-san, for starters, as I said, it's okay to make yourself comfortable."
[ ... what do you mean? ]
"What I meant is that it's okay to remove that while you're here," said Shiki and pointed at her helmet.
If Celty had a head, she would've gasped, but as things were she could only tense and sit there frozen on the spot for a few seconds until she finally figured it wasn't a big deal if she did what Shiki had suggested.
When Celty removed her helmet, one of Shiki's men cried out in fear while the rest just gasped in surprise or shock. Before any of them even knew what was happening, Shiki got up, grabbed the crying man by the neck and bashed his head against a corner of the desk. The man cried out again, this time in pain.
"You will apologize for being rude to our honored guest, won't you?" he said, looking the stunned man in the face.
The man nodded frantically then hurried to apologize to Celty.
With that out of the way, Shiki once again sat in his chair. "Celty-san, I need something from you. I hope you will accept my request."
[ What is this request you speak of? ]
"It's nothing complicated, I assure you. I only need you to keep an eye on Orihara Izaya and if by any chance you happen to find out who is the person that has her so spooked then I'd be grateful if you'd inform me immediately."
Celty tensed, her fingers hovering above the buttons of her pad as though she was unsure of what to say next.
[ I don't think I can help you with that... I'm sorry. ]
"Oh..." was all Shiki said but for some strange reason he seemed a bit amused. "You do know who it is, don't you Celty-san?"
[ I don't know anything! ] she typed furiously.
"I find it hard to believe that you'd withhold such information in order to protect Orihara Izaya. In fact, as far as I know, she isn't your most favorite person in the world."
Celty's shoulders sagged.
[ I can't help you Shiki-san. ]
Instead of being annoyed, Shiki merely grinned. "It's okay, whoever that person is I doubt he's scarier than Dougen Awakusu."
[ What are you trying to say?! ]
Shiki turned serious again. "Orihara Izaya thought she could mess with the Awakusu family and come out unscathed." Then, to his surprise, Celty started typing furiously on her pad, her whole posture indicating how nervous she was.
[ No, please, leave Izaya alone, she has suffered enough. ]
"Oh?"
[ The price she paid for her sins was a heavy one. ]
Shiki's eyes narrowed as he looked at the headless rider. It was a known fact that Celty could hardly stand Izaya so for her to go as far as to beg him to leave Izaya alone only meant that whatever Izaya had gone through was a lot worse than Shiki had first assumed.
"I can't make any promises," he finally said, then took a small pause before speaking again, "but I will do my best to keep Izaya's involvement a secret."
[ Thank you! ] typed Celty, her posture relaxing once more.
"I guess we are done here," Shiki said and got up. “Please escort the lady out," he told one of his subordinates.
As soon as Celty was out the door he sat back on his chair.
"Shiki-san, is it okay to keep this a secret from Dougen-dono?" asked one of his subordinates.
"It's fine, for now," Shiki said then went back to contemplating the mystery of Izaya's fear.
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