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Blind Fury	By : HollowedRose Category: > Durarara!! (?????!! Dyurarara!!) Views: 6534 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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As a doctor, Shinra was used to witnessing the aftermath of violence, but there was something eerie about seeing Izaya in such a horrible state and he couldn't help but wonder who could have done such a thing to someone who was anything but weak. Not even Shizuo had been able to catch Izaya, so Shinra had no doubts that whoever had succeeded in capturing and doing such a thing to Izaya was an extremely dangerous individual. His eyes wandered to the fluid sample he salvaged from Izaya's body and he hoped that it would help him find the culprit even though he couldn't be sure that it would be of any use after Izaya did something as stupid as taking a bath.

He wondered then if perhaps Izaya might know who the man was because normal people didn't usually stand a chance to even get near the Informant, so unless Izaya had been somehow ambushed, which was unlikely, then he'd been sexually assaulted by a person he knew and perhaps that was why the man had tried to wash away the evidence. Then again, Izaya could've simply been disgusted enough to want to take a bath regardless of the consequences. Whatever the reason, Shinra made up his mind to do everything in his power to help Izaya as much as he could, starting by not telling the man just how close he came to dying the night before.

He checked in on him one more time to see how he was doing and then went downstairs to wait for Celty. He still needed some things from home and Celty seemed more than eager to bring them over. Maybe she just doesn't like being alone, he thought excitedly and then berated himself for thinking with his dick while Izaya was still fighting for his life. It had to have been a big blow to Izaya's ego for someone as strong and confident as he was to be humiliated and hurt in such a cruel manner. Even Shinra felt sick at the mere thought of it, but luckily he ended up getting distracted by a knock on the door and he rushed to let his future wife in. She didn't know that yet, but Shinra was certain that one day it would happen.

[How is he doing?] Celty inquired after she placed the bag on the coffee table and took the PDA out of her pocket.

"He'll live, but he's hurt pretty badly."

[What happened?]

Shinra disliked hiding things from his beloved, but he knew that it wasn't right for him to reveal anything without Izaya's consent. "I'm sorry," he finally spoke in a voice laced with guilt. "The only thing I can tell you is that it will take a while for him to recover." Physically at least, because there was no guarantee he would ever be able to mentally recover from it. For the first time in his life, Shinra felt sorry for another human being. By normal standards, Izaya was a terrible person, but that had never really bothered him. On the other hand, Shinra himself had no right to judge others when he was no better himself, not when he had no love for humanity and he only saw other people as potential subjects for his experiments.

The exceptions were Orihara Izaya and Heiwajima Shizuo, even though he would've loved to study Shizuo because the man was an interesting specimen. He sighed and regarded Celty with unease, knowing that she was still hoping for an explanation. Luckily, her phone rang and she had to leave, but not before letting him know that she would be back as soon as possible.

As soon as she was out the door he went back to Izaya's room, not expecting to see the man struggling to get up. It only took him a moment to get over his initial shock and rush to the man's side to immobilize him, since the last thing Izaya needed was to further aggravate his injuries. To Shinra's dismay, instead of making things better, he was making them worse, Izaya's pleas to be released bringing a most unwanted pang to the doctor's chest. "Please calm down, it's me, Shinra," he tried, hoping that Izaya would somehow hear him.

"S-stop!" Izaya begged while violently thrashing on the bed, bangs sticking to his sweaty forehead and eyes scrunched tightly in agony.

Shinra knew that Izaya would eventually stop struggling, but that didn't make him feel any better as long as he was pinning him to the bed. "It's me, Shinra, I won't hurt you, please stop struggling," he kept repeating, hoping that Izaya would eventually hear him, but the Informant obviously wasn't because he kept mumbling nonsense and flailing about like a bird trapped inside a cage. Normally, Shinra would've been able to keep himself emotionally detached when dealing with patients, but it didn't seem to be working very well in Izaya's case, especially when the thrashing kept dragging on for what felt like an eternity before the man finally ran out of energy. The whole thing had been terrible, and Shinra breathed in relief as he slumped on the nearest available surface which happened to be a chair, hoping that he wouldn't have to ever do something like that again. He was so exhausted from staying awake the night before that he ended up dozing off, only to wake up later from a nudge to his shoulder.

[Go get some rest, I'll watch over him,] Celty told him when she came back in the evening.

"Don't worry about it."

[I insist.]

"Let me check on him first; then we'll talk again," Shinra said and got up to see how his patient was doing. Izaya's condition didn't seem to have changed during the time he had fallen asleep, but Shinra was grateful to Celty nonetheless for waking him up, especially when he was feeling guilty for taking a nap instead of watching over his patient. He was still very tired though, so tired that he didn't even sense her move closer until she was right behind him.

[That looks terrible! Who did this to him?]

"I don't know, but I'm hoping to find out soon. On a completely unrelated note, I believe that I am in dire need of some coffee, so let's leave Izaya to rest," he suggested in the hope that Celty would stop asking questions. He kept his breath as she stood there looking tense, and then breathed out in relief when she nodded, both of them leaving the room and heading for the kitchen. The Informant wasn't the nicest person around, but Shinra didn't think that Izaya deserved such a thing happening to him. If only he knew who the bastard was, he'd sic Celty on him, and the doctor was sure that the Dullahan would have no problem heeding his request even though she wasn't Izaya's biggest fan. Thoughts of revenge filled his head and he imagined the many ways in which he could perform a vivisection on Izaya's assailant, but he was awoken from his dark fantasies when Celty shoved a coffee mug in his face.

[There you go.]

Shinra blinked. "When did you―"

[While you were spacing out.]

He looked up at her from his chair and smiled while thinking just how lucky he was to have such a wonderful woman as his friend and hopefully one day as his wife. Their fingers brushed when he moved for the cup and he couldn't wait for the day when he'd be able to hold her in his arms without having to suffer bodily harm; Celty was obviously not easy to win over. He took a sip of coffee and sighed in contentment. He was grateful to Celty for having taken his mind off the vicious ways in which he was planning to torture the rapist. "Hey, Celty, who do you think has the power to hurt Izaya in this city?"

Celty folded her arms in front of her chest and tilted her helmet, looking pensive for a moment before she started pacing the kitchen for a few minutes while trying to find an answer to Shinra's question. Finally, when it looked like she had reached a conclusion, she walked back to Shinra, typed something, and showed him her answer. [There are not many people who would be able to hurt Izaya, but if I were to name those few who could, they would be the following: Shizuo, Simon and perhaps the Awakusu-kai.]

Shinra crossed Shizuo and Simon off the list, which left him with the Awakusu-kai, but he couldn't understand why they would do such a thing if they had indeed been the ones responsible for what happened to Izaya. Then again, it was possible that Izaya had incurred their wrath by selling information to their enemies; the man was certainly capable of something like that. Sighing, Shinra raised the mug and pressed it to his lips with the intention of taking another sip, but his eyes narrowed in frustration when he realized that the coffee was gone. "I'll go check on Izaya."

[I'm coming with you.]

"I suggest you stay here, unless you want to see Izaya naked," he said and got up, feeling slightly amused by the way in which her posture stiffened almost instantly. If Celty had her head, Shinra was certain that she would've turned beet red at his words, but since she did not have one, all he could do was observe her body language and deduce from there.

With Celty out of the way, he turned around and went back to Izaya's room. It wasn't like he really wanted her out of the way, but the circumstances were of such nature that he preferred she stayed out of it. He approached the bed, checked his patient's vitals and then breathed out in relief, feeling confident in his assertion that Izaya would pull through. The Informant was still pale, but not nearly as pale as when Shinra had found him in the bathtub. That gave him one hell of a scare, and he was glad that he'd succeeded in saving the man's life. Izaya was the first human Shinra found interesting enough to try to form a connection with, which is why he'd jumped in front of an incoming knife attack to protect Izaya back when they were both still in middle school―that plus he'd wanted to impress Celty. Truth be told, he saw all humans as objects for his studies, but there was something about Izaya which set him apart from the rest.

There was also Shizuo, but the man defied all laws of nature, so Shinra couldn't exactly lump him in with the rest. Shizuo was the other person that Shinra somewhat saw as a friend, and even though the man's banter with Izaya was amusing at times, he would've preferred to not see them trying to kill each other every chance they got. His eyes drifted over to Izaya lying motionless on the bed and he cringed at the sight of all those bruises covering the frail body. The man liked to believe he was indestructible, but Shinra knew better. It was a miracle that Izaya was still alive after all the fights he'd gotten into over the years. He was about to go back to Celty when Izaya opened his eyes, the pained, yet at the same time intense hateful gaze directed his way completely startling him. He stood there, stock still, wondering if perhaps his patient would once again be delirious, but before he even had a chance to say a word Izaya opened his mouth and spoke.

"I will crush you," Izaya promised in a weak but determined voice.

So he's still delirious, thought Shinra, at the same time wondering how he could use that to his advantage even thought he knew it was immoral. Well, there was something he could try. "Who am I?" he asked and immediately moved to immobilize Izaya when the man tried to get up again. "Shhh, calm down, it's me Shinra. I'm the only one here."

"I'll destroy you!" Izaya vowed while still trying to get up, his voice louder than before. "L-Let go!" he added, much weaker this time.

Shinra felt his heart clench. He knew that Izaya had to be terrified to tremble as much as he did. "I can't give you any more painkillers or sedatives, please calm down," he tried, but it didn't look like Izaya was listening to him since the man's struggles were only getting worse.

"Bastard! Monster! Stupid protozoan, I hate you!" Izaya screamed, his mind getting bombarded by images of the beast who had assaulted him.

Shinra froze in shock at the familiar nicknames, his heart suddenly accelerating to a painful speed. It can't be... Trembling, he released Izaya's arms and went to get something that'd knock the man unconscious because he had somewhere to go and he couldn't allow Celty to hear any of the things Izaya was saying in his delirious state. He would have to make sure that she never found out about it if it turned out to be true; if she did, she would suffer greatly. Sparing Izaya one last glance, he walked out of the bedroom and headed towards Celty to let her know that he had something to do and to also ask her to look after the Informant while he was away.

He called a cab the moment he was out the door and then rushed the driver to speed up to the hospital. His acquaintance, a doctor working there, would permit him to use the lab to run the test. He didn't spend time talking and instead ran inside, holding tightly onto the vial and hoping that it provided the answer to the question eating at him. He was really hoping that Shizuo had not been the one to do it. With trembling hands he opened the door and rushed straight to the machine needed to compare the samples he had taken from Ikebukuro's beast over the years and the fluids he'd recovered from within Izaya's body. He almost dropped the vial in the process, his body going cold at the thought of Shizuo doing something like that to Izaya or anyone else for that matter. He paced around the lab for what felt like an eternity before he finally got the result, his eyes narrowing into murderous slits and his body starting to heat up because of the anger he felt coursing though his veins when he saw the word POSITIVE written on the computer screen.

He staggered to the nearest chair and sat down, his knees feeling so weak that he feared they might buckle under him. He stayed like that for a few minutes, fists clenched so tightly that the nails were painfully digging into his skin. He wasn't feeling the pain though, not when his mind was filled with many dark thoughts on how to punish Shizuo for what the monster had done. The moment he was confident that he could walk again he rushed out the door and took a cab back to Shinjuku, his first priority being to check up on Izaya. Celty greeted him as soon as he got back but he tensed at the sight of her, hating himself for keeping even more secrets from her, the only comfort he had being that it was for her own good. He turned his attention to Izaya and he sighed in relief, glad to see that nothing had happened while he was away.

Celty approached him and placed a hand on his shoulder, his haunted expression telling her that something was wrong. [You were gone a long time. Where were you?]

“I lost track of time. I’m sorry,” he said as he covered Celty's hand with his own. It wasn't enough though, so he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a hug, the coldness of her black shadowy smoke as he lowered his cheek on her shoulder somewhat lessening the rage he felt boiling within him. She tried to push him away but he only held on tighter, desperate for her soothing presence. “Please let me stay like this for a while,” he begged brokenly.

Celty stiffened in his embrace, his grief-stricken voice telling her that something was indeed wrong. She tried to pry herself away from his hold once again, but she eventually gave up and raised her arms to return the hug when he refused to let go.

“I really need this right now,” he pleaded in a frustrated voice, hoping that Celty would understand.

She patted his back in a reassuring manner and wondered what could have upset the usually calm Kishitani Shinra.

“Thank you,” he said after a while just as he loosened his hold on her before he moved to sit on the chair placed next to the bed. The sight of a beaten black and blue Izaya hurt more than he thought it would, and he couldn't understand how Shizuo could do such a thing. He would've never thought him capable of such an atrocity. Shizuo had plenty of reasons to beat up Izaya, but to jump from a beating to rape was too much. It was wrong on too many levels, and the man's anger issues were no excuse for what he'd done. Shinra's hands balled into fists and he gritted his teeth harder, feeling upset that he couldn't do more for Izaya. That night he watched over him together with Celty until morning came and he went to see Shizuo.

He was one step away from strangling the man to death by the time he reached Shizuo's apartment, but at the same time he was extremely nervous because he now understood that messing with Heiwajima Shizuo was a lot more dangerous than he had ever imagined. The blond would most likely not do to him the same thing he had done to Izaya, but that didn't mean that Shizuo wouldn't kill him without batting an eyelash. He knocked on the door a few times―his hands were trembling a lot more than he was expecting―and then tried the door bell when no one answered, hoping that Shizuo was home so that he could look him in the eyes and tell him what a monster he was. He waited for any sign of life until the man finally opened the door after what felt like an eternity.

"Shinra," Shizuo said, sounding really surprised, "what are you doing here?"

Shinra nearly bit his tongue in an attempt to keep quiet about Izaya for just a bit longer. He didn't want to alert Shizuo that something was wrong until he was inside the apartment. "I want to talk to you about something," he said, all the while struggling to not let the hatred he felt for the man seep into his voice. "Why do you look so surprised?" he continued, a little bit startled himself after seeing the look of guilt on the monster's face.

Shizuo awkwardly scratched the back of his head and moved out of the way to let him in. "I thought Kasuka forgot something. We stayed up late last night and when I woke up this morning I found a note from him saying that he had to leave for work. I must've dozed off again after reading it. Anyway, what do you want to talk about?"

Shinra listened to Shizuo talk and the man's tired voice made him think that the blond must've gone to sleep really late the previous night. His eyes wandered to the empty alcohol bottles and he had to admit that he was surprised to see alcohol anywhere near Shizuo; the man didn't usually drink as far as he knew. Then again, he really could've just been celebrating his victory over Izaya. He felt his whole body tremble at the mere thought of anyone rejoicing after doing something like that to another person and he barely succeeded in stopping himself from attacking Shizuo. He knew that a direct confrontation with such a dangerous monster was a bad idea, so instead he decided to play nice for the moment. "What's with the distillery? Did something happen?"

Shizuo stiffened, his face burning in shame over what he had done. He knew very well that the doctor cared about Izaya in his own messed up way, but he couldn't understand why he'd visit him unless the flea had woken up and told him who had attacked him but he somehow doubted that Izaya would ever admit to having been defeated by his most hated enemy. "I just needed a drink, bad day at work," he answered before he turned around and started to clean up a bit. "Say, you wouldn't happen to know how Izaya is doing..."

Shinra's eyes narrowed into slits and he couldn't help but glare at the man. "Why do you ask?"

Shizuo turned to him and gave him a weak smile. "Kasuka told me that he found him hurt, and that he helped him get home. I was just... I was just wondering, you know?"

"I thought you'd be celebrating at the news instead of asking me how he's doing."

Shizuo laughed nervously and turned around again, his posture all rigid. "Yeah, you're right. It's just the flea, why should I care?"

Because you raped him, you goddam son of a bitch, thought a seething Shinra as he pulled out a syringe from the right pocket of his lab coat and thrust it into Shizuo's neck before the man even had a chance to react. The monster fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes and Shinra's heavy boot immediately descended on the blond's windpipe when the monster tried to get up. "This here is enough to incapacitate even you," Shinra informed him as he waved around the syringe before he threw it hard into a wall, "but not enough to knock you out."

"What is this abou―" Shizuo tried to ask, but the boot pushed harder into his throat.

"How could you?" Shinra hissed.

"H-how did you―"

Shinra scoffed, actually feeling insulted by the question. "It doesn't take a genius to figure this one out," he finally answered and pressed his boot harder into the neck he could so easily snap.

"I l-lost it!" Shizuo said even as the boot was crushing his windpipe. "I'm sorry," he then continued in a pleading tone, knowing that he had royally fucked up.

"It's not me you should be apologizing to," Shinra hissed and removed his foot from Shizuo's throat. He was safe now; the man couldn't attack him with the amount of etorphine shot into his bloodstream. Most people would've lost consciousness, but he knew that Shizuo wouldn't because the man was a freak of nature and Shinra wanted to have a chat with him without risking his own life in the process. "I've always thought you were a good person even though Izaya kept telling me otherwise, but now I know better," he hissed in a venomous tone and felt some sort of twisted satisfaction when Shizuo turned his head away as a sign of guilty admission. "How would you feel if you had to patch up your friend's torn anus? I bet you wouldn't like that, would you, but that's what I had to do because of you." He shoved a hand into his left pocket and pulled out a small vial. "I had this analyzed, and that’s how I know for a fact that it was you," he said and then released his hold on it, the glass shattering the moment it hit the floor. "If you come anywhere near Izaya again, I will kill you."

"I'm sorry," was all Shizuo could say as Shinra turned around and left the apartment. "I'm sorry," he said again, because Izaya was not the only person who ended up getting hurt because of him. I'm so sorry, Shinra.
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