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Force of Nature	By : HollowedRose Category: > Durarara!! (?????!! Dyurarara!!) Views: 6644 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 6: A Chance Meeting

Shizuo lacked patience. Even the smallest of things could set him off into a fit of rage which usually meant broken bones, either his or those of his opponent, blood and destroyed city landscape. To put such a wild thing into a tiny spot and ask him to stand still was like telling a tornado to suddenly stop spinning. Things just didn't work that way. Even something as simple as someone looking strangely at him could set him off and Shizuo wondered how long they were hoping he'd stay quietly in that cell before he decided he had enough and proceeded to remodel the prison. To make things worse, he wasn't even allowed to lie down or lean against a wall. No, he could do absolutely nothing besides sitting down in the seiza position - on his knees, legs under him and hands on his legs. On top of that, he wasn't even allowed to open his eyes.
There was only so much Shizuo could stand before losing it and he briefly wondered for how long he had been sitting like that in his cell. It could've been minutes, hours, days, he really couldn't tell. The muscles of his legs were crying in protest at being forced to stay in such an uncomfortable position for so long. His eye started twitching and he grit his teeth in an effort to calm down before he went Hulk on their asses. At how angry he was at that moment he could easily end up killing one of the guards.
Judging from the lack of nasty body odor and of movement in front of his cell, Okuro was somewhere else. He cursed under his breath, wondering how much longer he could last before finally getting up and taking a piss. His hands tightened into fists and he started shaking, the urge to go too much for him. He hesitated for a minute longer then got up and finally relieved himself, a sigh escaping his lips.
Before he could even finish Okura appeared out of nowhere and started yelling at him. "Prisoner 318668, you are not allowed to move without permission!"
The asshole startled Shizuo hard enough that he ended up dirtying the floor of the cell with his urine. Shizuo's whole body shook in rage and as soon as he finished he threw himself at the bars, the metal bending under the inhuman force. Okuro, who until then was trying to open the cell to teach the inmate a lesson, yelped in shock and tried to back away only to get grabbed by his jacket and smashed head first into the bars. Shizuo was beyond reason so he kept kicking and smashing the bars, trying to get out, just like how a wild animal would fight to escape the cage it's been put into. Okuro was on the floor, moaning in pain, blood from his head pooling under him.
Shizuo was seeing red, not even noticing the other guards rushing towards him. Once there, a few of them gasped in shock at seeing the destruction Shizuo was capable of, then hurried to pull Okuro away from the insane beast. Not even a minute later Yamado appeared with the taser in hand, jumped towards the prisoner, pressed it against his thigh while dodging Shizuo trying to grab him and tased him.
Shizuo dropped like a sack of potatoes, twitching on the floor of his cell. The guards breathed in relief and a few of them dragged Okuro away while Yamado and two more picked up Shizuo and carried him to a more secluded part of the prison. They knew Shizuo was strong but they had no idea he was that strong. He was a danger to everyone, prisoners included and he needed to be isolated. Once they were there they dropped Shizuo and Yamado started looking around for something to restrain him.
"I don't think leather will be enough to restrain him," said the youngest guard.
"I think we're going to need chains, a bunch of them," said Yamado and the third guard went to look around for some. "This guy is a monster."
The other nodded and kicked Shizuo in the side while still unconscious. "I've never seen anything like this before."
Yamado's eyes went to the taser in his hand. He didn't know from where it came but the warden had given it to him, saying it was only to be used on prisoner 318668 in case he didn't follow the rules. Whoever had given the taser to the warden was probably someone powerful since such a thing wasn't even on the market yet. He doubted it would ever be since the thing was made to cause a lot of pain, not just immobilize a target.
Knowing that Shizuo was locked away made Izaya feel much safer, so when she woke up the next day she was already starting to feel better. She really wanted to retrieve her phone and with Shizuo away from Ikebukuro's streets she had the confidence to go there and hopefully find it.
She opened the closet and looked around to see what she could wear. She was already missing her favorite furred jacket but she also had a coat so she didn't exactly lament the loss. Her eyes fell upon the pants and jeans and she thought bitterly about how useless wearing baggy clothes and hiding her body had been. She grabbed a tight pair of pants and an equally tight shirt, threw them on the bed and went ahead to put some make-up on her face to hide the bruises. By the time she was done she was surprised to see how good she looked, as though nothing had ever happened, but she knew better...
Shizuo had damaged her body but she would never allow him to damage her mind as well. No, Izaya thought she was strong, she could only hope that she'd get through this. She put on the pants and shirt and looked into the mirror again. She hadn't really studied herself in a long time but now that she looked closer she could understand why Shizuo could even get it up for her considering how much he hated her. Her body was fit from all the parkour she did and even though she was small in size she still had a feminine figure - small waist, nice hips and the breasts seemed just the right size. Yes, her body had been tainted but she was still an attractive woman.
She grabbed her wallet, a new flick blade and the spare keys from the nightstand, put on her boots and coat and left the house, trying to ignore the pain in her backside and stop herself from wincing each time she took a step. Once outside she took a cab till Ikebukuro and asked the driver to stop at the spot where Shizuo had caught her and took away her flickblade. She paid him then got out, a chill running down her spine at the mere memory of that day. She wasn't even there yet, inside the warehouse, but her heart was beating wildly. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and walked towards the warehouse following the same route Shizuo took that day.
She was so focused on trying to get there without breaking down that she yelped when someone touched her shoulder, immediately jumping away from the unexpected touch, flick blade in hand ready to strike. Even when she saw who it was it took her a few seconds to squash down her fear and put the flick blade back into the pocket of her coat.
"Ce-Celty, h-hello," said Izaya stuttering.
[ Hello! I'm glad to see you're feeling better. ]
Izaya's eyes widened a bit, the dread she was feeling making her legs turn to jelly. "Y-You know...?" she asked, her voice meek.
[ ... I do. I'm sorry. ]
Izaya's eyes turned to the ground, shame now taking place of the dread she was feeling merely moments before.
Celty took a step forward and put her hand gently on Izaya's shoulder, trying hard not to think of the reason the other woman flinched at the action.
[ You're a strong woman, you have nothing to be ashamed of. ]
Izaya finally raised her eyes and Celty could see tears starting to form in her eyes.
"That's what I used to think," she said brokenly, "but I don't think that anymore."
[ That's not true! You're the strongest woman I know! ]
"Not nearly as strong as you. If only... if only I was as strong as you then Shizuo wouldn't have been able to-"
Celty shook her then.
[ You're a human being, I'm not. You are strong, please believe me. ]
Izaya smiled a bit then, a sad smile that didn't suit the Informant at all.
"Indeed, I'm only human after all..."
It was weird for Celty to hate seeing Izaya so broken since she never really liked the women before but she couldn't help but feel sorry about what she had been forced to go though. Celty was strong but she understood fear, and to her it looked like Izaya was really afraid.
[ Where were you heading before I interrupted you? ]
Izaya shivered a bit. "I dropped my phone that time so I am going to try and find it."
Celty froze for a few moments, hoping that Izaya wasn't going back to where it all happened.
[ You can't possibly be going to... to that place, right? ]
"I have to," said Izaya, her lips set into a frown. She needed to face her nightmare and move on.
[ I don't like you going there by yourself. Do you want me to give you a ride? ]
Izaya gave it some thought then realized she didn't mind if Celty accompanied her. She nodded and sat on the bike behind Celty. "I'll tell you which turns to take to get there."
They rode in silence except for the occasional "turn right" or "turn left" from Izaya. It took less than five minutes to get there and Izaya thought that back then she should've screamed for help instead of letting herself get dragged away by Shizuo.
She got off the bike and walked towards the warehouse, Celty following suit. "This is the place," she told the other woman and simply pushed open the door. She shivered as she walked inside and turned to see if Celty was still behind, her mere presence a most welcome comfort.
Celty immediately started looking for the phone, wanting to get it over with fast so she could take Izaya out of there. She could see Izaya's body tensing each time she saw blood on the ground and it really made her want to beat Shizuo to a bloody pulp. The phone didn't appear to be on the ground so she approached Izaya.
[ Perhaps you didn't lose it here. ]
"No, it has to be here, I'm sure of it," she said and slowly walked towards the table on the left side of the warehouse. The closer she got to it the more she wanted to turn around and run far away from there. There was more blood on the table than on the ground and Izaya instinctively wrapped her arms around her torso and closed her eyes, the pain of seeing up close the place where she had been humiliated in the worst possible way making her sick.
Celty immediately approached her and grabbed her shoulder gently. It looked to her like Izaya was struggling to stand up and she wanted to be there to catch her in case Izaya's legs gave out under her.
"I... this is..." said Izaya slowly, struggling to speak and to open her eyes in order to face her worst nightmare.
Celty put her right arm around Izaya's shoulder and the other one on her left arm. A few shadows sprang from underneath the helmet and she used them to type on her pad. She nudged her softly on the shoulder and she put the pad in front of Izaya's eyes as soon as the woman opened them.
[ Let's get you out of here, ok? ]
Izaya shook her head. "No, I think I know where it is," she said and raised her head to look at Celty. "Under the table, it has to be there."
[ Can you stay up by yourself while I retrieve it? ]
Izaya nodded and Celty reluctantly let go of her to look for the phone. The Dullahan crouched to check under the table and she almost felt sick herself at the trail of blood on the ground and the bloody palm print on the wall. The phone was there and she used her shadows to grab it, a shiver running through her at the feeling of Izaya's dried blood on the small communication device. She rubbed her hand over the phone a couple of time to get rid of some of the blood but she wasn't successful. She turned around and handed it to Izaya who was still as white as a ghost.
Izaya forced a smile on her face then grabbed the phone with a shaky hand, almost dropping it in the process. "I thought I could come back here and not be affected by it..." she said bitterly while grabbing a plastic bag from her pocket and putting the phone inside. Then she suddenly turned around and almost ran out of the warehouse.
[ Are you ok? ] Celty asked Izaya once they were both outside.
"I just needed some fresh air. I should be going back now."
[ Wait! ]
"Yes?"
[ Let's go to Shinra. We'll order some food and then we'll all eat together. ]
"But I'm not hungry."
[ Lies! You look like you haven't eaten in days. Come on, let's go. ]
Izaya felt dizzy for a second at the thought of having to face Shinra again but she took a deep breath and decided to follow Celty. She really didn't want to be alone, at least not so soon after being inside the place of her nightmares.
They both got on the bike and spent the rest of the way in silence. Izaya was still not too fond about having to face Shinra but he was her friend and she didn't want to keep feeling uncomfortable around him. The thought of him seeing her like that was mortifying but knowing Shinra he had probably seen a lot worse before.
Her attention switched to the present as soon as Celty opened the door and they both stepped inside. Shina was already running to welcome Celty home but he stopped in his tracks the moment he saw Izaya. He smiled and Izaya's eyes widened as soon as she figured what he wanted from her when he spread his arms. It took her a moment to get her body to react but when her limbs started listening to her again she walked forward and hugged him, Shinra wrapping his arms tightly around her, then stroking her hair gently.
"You'll be fine," said Shinra softly.
Izaya nodded and hugged him tighter. It felt like forever before she finally let him go but she couldn't remember any time in her life when she needed a hug more than she did right then.
"You're skin and bones. When's the last time you ate?" he asked after Izaya stepped away from him.
"I don't remember," she answered honestly.
Shinra looked at her incredulously. "That's no good, we'll have to fix that. Sit down while I order something to eat. What would you like to have? Fatty tuna?"
"No," said Izaya as she sat on the couch. "I'd like to try something different."
Celty sat down next to her.
[ Why don't you try some pizza? ]
Izaya tilted her head and considered it for a moment. "Hmm... sure, let's go with that."
"Got it," said Shinra and went for the phone.
It was warm inside the apartment so Izaya got up, took off her coat, set it next to her on the couch then sat down again.
"Wow! That looks good on you!" said Shinra as soon as he came back and saw her. "These clothes suit you better."
Izaya shrugged. "I needed a change."
Shinra wanted to complement her more but just then the phone rang and he had to go answer it. Celty got up as well to check her email since she was expecting one from a client.
Izaya made herself more comfortable and closed her eyes. She liked to believe that she didn't need any friends but sometimes she knew that even someone like her needed people to be there for her when things got too hard. She sank into the comfort of the couch and sighed in relief. The couch was so soft that it did wonders to her poor backside; she'd definitely have to ask Shinra from here he bought it.
Celty came back not even five minutes later only to find Izaya sleeping. She turned around and went to the lab where she found Shinra still talking on the phone. He smiled when he saw her but kept talking for a while longer while she waited patiently.
"Sorry, it was important," he said after putting the phone down.
[ It's fine, I just wanted to tell you that Izaya fell asleep. ]
Shinra clapped his hand at the news. "Good! She needed some rest anyway. In fact, she shouldn't even be walking around yet. She should be in bed, recovering."
[ That doesn't sound like Izaya. ]
"Let's go for a walk and leave her to get some rest."
[ What about the pizza? ]
Shinra chuckled. "Let's go", he said and grabbed her hand. "We'll wait outside so the delivery-boy won't wake her up, then we'll leave it for her on the table."
Celty nodded. They both tip-toed out of the apartment and just as they were about to close the door behind them the pizza arrived. They paid the guy, set it on the table and left on what Shinra liked to think was a date, not knowing that not even ten minutes later Shiki would seek his help.
The man had gotten injured during a fight and desperately needed to get the cut cleaned and stitched. Hospitals were out of the question so the underground doctor was the only logical choice. He told his underlings to wait outside, then went up to Shinra's apartment. He knocked on the door a couple times then took out the key and opened it himself when no one answered. He assumed that Celty was most likely out on some errand and Shinra was cooped inside his lab. What he didn't expect however was to find Orihara Izaya sleeping on the couch.
Shiki ignored the sleeping Izaya and moved to the lab slowly to not wake her up. He didn't find anyone there so he figured that both Celty and Shinra had to be out. He sighed and began cleaning his own wound before it got infected. If need be he could even stitch it himself but he was hoping that Shinra would come back before he was forced to take such extreme measures. His injury aside, he couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with Izaya lately. First she had tried to use Dougen's grand-daughter for her own schemes only to fail miserably, and then she seemed to have gotten herself into something that really got her freaked out. Shiki knew that Izaya was someone who only did things for her own benefit, hence why he didn't like to ask her for information. She would sell the same information to his enemy and then watch as they killed each other for her own amusement. And yet, against all odds, someone appeared to have succeeded in scaring the one Shiki considered to be close to fearless.
That aside, the cut on his arm hurt like hell. He clenched his teeth and proceeded to stitch it up himself because if he were to wait for Shinra to come back he could end up bleeding out. It was painful and Shiki almost wished her would've gone to the hospital instead but eventually he finished, a sigh escaping his lips the moment he was done. With a shaky hand he put on bandages and then his suit back on. He figured there was no point in staying any longer since his men were probably waiting for him so he got up and proceeded towards the door, trying once again not to wake Izaya up. As he passed her by he couldn't help but notice her new choice of attire and briefly wondered what had caused the change. It was none of his business though so he turned around and was about to walk away but just then Izaya woke up.
"Why are you here?" she asked, her voice shaking. She got up and quickly put some distance between her and Shiki, then grabbed her flick blade and hid it behind her back. "Is this about Akane?"
"Why must you always think that everything is about you?" he asked, clearly annoyed, then turned around on his heels.
"What?" she said, a puzzled look on her face.
Shiki sighed again and pointed to the injured arm with his still working hand.
Izaya put the flick blade back into the pocket of her pants and gave Shiki a smile. "It would appear I overreacted. You must however admit that I have my reasons to be cautious around you."
"Indeed there is still the issue of you using an innocent little girl for your twisted games," Shiki bit back and wished he could punch her in the face because of the sickly sweet yet fake smile plastered on her face.
"You could hardly call it a twisted game. Besides, nothing happened after all; it's best not to dwell on the past," said Izaya.
The next second Shiki lunged at her, grabbing her by the throat and pinning her to the wall. He knew that Izaya could stab him with her flick blade since he hadn't secured her hands but it did not matter since his intention was to scare her more than it was to hurt her. He wasn't at all surprised when the sharp edge of the blade was pressed against his neck nor did he release his hold on her. "Izaya-san, the only reason that nothing happened was because Heiwajima Shizuo went missing," said Shiki and tightened his hold just a bit more.
"Let me go," said Izaya through gritted teeth and pressed the knife harder into Shiki's neck. Shiki grinned then and Izaya was stunned for a second at how menacing the man could actually look. She knew he was dangerous but she had no idea just how dangerous he really was. "Let go!" she screamed and tried to push away from the wall.
Shiki pushed her back into it hard and moved close enough to whisper into her ear. "If you ever again mess with the Awakusu family you will regret ever having been born. I will personally make sure of that. Understood?"
Izaya chuckled then, taking Shiki by surprise. "If I'm not mistaken, I seem to be having the advantage right now. I could slit your throat way before you even got a chance at choking me to death."
"You could, but you won't," he said and released his hold on her neck. "You've been warned."
He then turned around and left the apartment not even bothering to look back.
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