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Force of Nature	By : HollowedRose Category: > Durarara!! (?????!! Dyurarara!!) Views: 6644 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 8: Change

Okuro peeled Shizuo off the wall and guided him to the previous cell. Shizuo would have been delighted at being put back into his cell instead of the cage if Okuro wasn't leering at him in such a way that it made him want to disappear from the man's presence. Okuro was sick and dangerous and Shizuo knew that he couldn't let his guard down around him.
The bars closed behind Shizuo and Okuro leaned casually against the bars. "All you have to do is be a good little dog and nothing will happen to you. I'm on the side of the law after all, so I only like to punish bad dogs that don't know their place."
Shizuo snarled at being called a dog and crossed his arms, his chin going up in a show of defiance.
Okuro simply laughed. "Ok, I understand, you're new here and all that, but I guarantee you that soon enough you will follow the rules of this prison to the letter. As you can see, the booklet with the rules is still inside your cell. I'll give you two days to get yourself familiar with it. If by that time you fail to follow even one of them, I will make you regret ever being born."
Shizuo didn't say anything but the way Okuro looked at him was making him uncomfortable.
"Pick it up dog."
Shizuo cringed at the nickname but didn't move.
"Now..." Okura added, but this time his voice sounded dangerous.
Shizuo grit his teeth but sat down and picked up the booklet.
"Good boy," said Okuro and smirked at seeing how easily he had won the battle of wills.
Shizuo was feeling the rage which always overtook him quickly starting to bloom inside him but for the first time in his life he didn't have the energy to act upon it. It was like even getting angry took too much effort. God, he needed food so badly. He looked at the bars again and realized that Okuro had finally left. Good, Shizuo couldn't stand him at all and frankly, he kind of scared him a bit.
He suddenly froze, his eyes wide, the mere thought that he was scared startling him. He was never scared... in fact, he couldn’t remember ever being scared. Even when Izaya had pinned that crime on him he was angry, not frightened. He shook his head and tried not to think about his emotions anymore. He opened the booklet and started reading, knowing he had no choice but to learn the rules if he didn't want that sick fuck Okuro to keep giving him a hard time.
The rules were ridiculous and more than once Shizuo found himself wanting to rip the booklet into a million tiny pieces, however, the memory of Okuro's sick leer stopped him from following his impulse. He managed to read and somewhat learn one quarter of it when he saw Okuro approach his cell. The first thing he noticed as he raised his head to look at him was the syringe the guard was holding in his right hand. He looked at it incredulously. There was no way they would keep injecting that stuff into him, was there?
"Have you been a good dog while I was gone? Okuro asked and laughed when he saw Shizuo's look of hate directed at him.
"I'm not a dog!" Shizuo protested.
"Oh my, I was under the impression that we were beginning to get along. Do you really want to ruin this thing we have? Who knows, it could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship," said Okuro and waved the syringe around, grinning like mad when he saw the way Shizuo stiffened and followed its trajectory with eyes that appeared to hold some fear behind them.
Shizuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened them again he was determined to talk his way out of being drugged again. "Okuro-san," he said while forcing a smile on his face, "I will follow the rules, I promise, so you don't have to inject me with that anymore."
"You'll have to excuse me for not being able to trust your words so easily. Now get into the seiza position and sit there quietly while I give you the shot."
"Wait please," said Shizuo in a desperate tone as the bars slowly retracted and Okuro stepped inside. "I'll be good!" he added and wasn't able to suppress a shudder when Okuro grabbed his arm. He tried to pull away but Okuro kept a strong hold on him and even when Shizuo used his other arm to push him away he wasn't able to stop the guard from administering the shot. He was so goddam screwed.
The second the needle was pulled out of his arm Shizuo could feel the room starting to spin around him and he had to force himself to not throw up all over Okuro's shoes knowing the man wouldn't appreciate it.
"You'll be fine in a few minutes." Okuro said, grabbed Shizuo by the chin and looked into the unfocused golden eyes. He pat him on the shaved head with the other hand and a grin almost split his face in two when Shizuo growled in protest at the degrading action. "Wild animals are really fun to tame." he said and finally let him go, Shizuo immediately collapsing once he was released.
He lay there on the floor waiting for the world around him to stop spinning and he breathed in relief when he heard the bars to his cell closing and Okuro's footsteps moving further and further away. He had no choice but to wait it out and when the sickness finally started to fade away he knew that Okuro hadn't lied when he said he'd feel better in a few minutes. He pushed the upper part of his body off the floor, leaned against the wall and attempted to calm down his racing heart. Whatever was inside that syringe was strong and as long as he was under its influence Shizuo knew that he stood no chance in defending himself against anyone. The drug practically turned him into an uncoordinated, clumsy and weak mass of bones and flesh. He would have rather gotten tased again instead of being injected with such poison.
He hated it to admit but he truly was at Okuro's mercy. This feeling of utter helplessness was so foreign to him that it terrified him. It felt suffocating to not be able to do as you please, something as simple as just sitting in the wrong position being enough to incur the guard's wrath. He grabbed the booklet with shaky hands and tried to focus on reading and actually learning the damn rules because respecting them seemed like the only way to survive in there.
At least Okuro had given him a choice, something that Shizuo himself had never given Izaya. He could almost understand a bit of what Izaya must've felt back then and his heart ached knowing that he had been the one to hurt her in such a vile way. Izaya had been strong too in the beginning, just like he was when he first arrived in prison, but the more he got beaten down the more desperate he felt and the more he wanted to just do anything to stop hurting and to be left alone. Izaya had begged him, and Shizuo wondered how much longer he'd last before he'd beg Okuro. It would be for food in his case but still, for someone as proud as he was it hurt just to think about it.
Yes, Okuro was a dick, and yes he had threatened him with the prospect of doing horrible things if he didn't behave but the man was in fact far more merciful than Shizuo had ever been with Izaya that day. When she fought back he hit her harder and when she begged he only drove into her deeper, enjoying her cries as though they were music to his ears. He had been an animal. He raised his head and looked at the bars. "A trapped animal," he said bitterly.
Even his friends had abandoned him and honestly he couldn't really blame them. Shinra cared about Izaya and even though Celty didn't exactly like the Informant, he guessed she had felt betrayed by his actions. She had trusted him and she had thought he was a good man only to get her trust trampled on in the worst possible way.
The only one who still seemed to think he was a good person was Kasuka but Shizuo was sure that his little brother would also give up on him if he knew what he had done. The fool was under the impression that Shizuo was innocent and that it was his duty to get him out. The best thing Shizuo could do to keep his brother safe was to ignore him, because the more Kasuka saw him the more he'd want to save him. Indeed, Shizu was decided not to see his brother anymore if he came visiting. Maybe he would get the message about how he didn't need anything from him.
It was all about surviving prison and the only way to do so was to learn the rules. He had been a fool thinking that he could treat others here the way he had treated people when he was outside. The prison was not his Ikebukuro, here he was in enemy territory and the only way to survive was to play by ther rules.
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Izaya was in front of her laptop, tapping a finger on the desk out of sheer frustration. Her source inside the Police Department was having troubles finding out who was behind Shizuo's quick imprisonment and Izaya was running out of patience. It wasn't because she was in a hurry to help Kasuka or anything like that, no, it was simply because she was curious herself. The thought that it might be someone related to Shizuo's job crossed her mind but she quickly dismissed the idea because the lowlives who couldn't even afford to pay their debts certainly wouldn't have enough money and influence to do such a thing.
That wasn't Izaya's case though. A lot influential people were holding a grudge against her but that wasn't a surprise considering how good she was at her job. She certainly did step on a few filthy rich toes over the years. Funny enough, the only person with some real power that Shizuo pissed off was none other than Izaya herself and she was obviously not responsible for the bastard's predicament. The timing of the arrest was strange though, since it happened right after their altercation, so unless Izaya had a guardian angel somewhere out there then it really had nothing to do with her. There were also those five scumbags that had attacked her but they were just garbage not even worth thinking about.
Her tapping slowed down until it came to a complete stop and it was then when Izaya thought of something she didn't consider before. Her hands hovered over the keyboard for a second and then she started typing with something akin to the speed a light in a desire to know if her theory was been right. She didn't manage to get too far into her research because someone knocked on the door. Izaya glared at it and considered ignoring whoever the hell it was behind it but she sighed and got up, knowing that most people who came looking for her didn't just leave like that. It was never that easy.
She checked to see who it was and she almost growled in annoyance when she was met with the sight of a very impatient Kasuka.
"What do you want now?" she said with a hint of disgust in her voice after she opened the door.
"You know very well what I need."
Izaya just snorted and pushed the door but Kasuka prevented her from closing it.
"Please, I just need you to listen to me, and if you decide you still don't want to help me then I'll leave and never bother you again."
"No! Now move!" said Izaya and pushed the door harder.
"Please Orihara-san, I'll do anything," begged Kasuka and almost fell on his nose when Izaya suddenly let go of the door.
Izaya crossed her arms as she glared dagger at the stunned man. "Ok, I'll listen, but I make no promises."
She turned her back on Kasuka and went to her desk, motioning for him to sit down as well. She didn't want to help Shizuo, nor his brother, but since Kasuka said he'd do anything... well, that was interesting. "I still have no information on your brother so you've come here for nothing," said Izaya.
"I thought as much, but what I want is for you to not give up. Please Orihara-san, Shizuo needs your help."
Izaya narrowed her eyes at Kasuka. "What makes you think I want to help him? Because in case you didn't know, I despise your brother. Seeing him dead would make me very happy."
Kasuka's eyes widened a bit at her words. "You can't really mean that."
"Oh, but I do."
"You can't possibly hate him that much for absolutely no reason!"
Izaya looked at him blankly. "Who said I don't have a good reason?"
"What..." said Kasuka weakly, "what did he do that was so bad to make you want to see him dead?"
"Oh, you poor innocent thing," said Izaya mockingly. "How about this, if you can get Shizuo to tell you why I hate his guts then I'll help you out."
Izaya grinned then, absolutely certain that Shizuo would never admit such a shameful thing to his beloved innocent brother. And since that would never happen, she would finally be left alone by the Heiwajima family.
Kasuka nodded. "I understand," he said and got up. "I will be back in a couple of days."
"Wait," said Izaya as Kasuka was walking away, "I'm not done."
Kasuka turned his head and looked at Izaya.
"You can't tell him about our deal and you still owe me a favor whether he tells you or not."
"Deal." Kasuka wanted nothing more than to talk to Shizuo right then but he knew that visiting hours were over so he would have to wait until the next day to see him. Once outside Izaya's apartment he got into the car that was waiting for him and he went home. The whole Shizuo thing was interfering with the quality of his work. It wasn't as easy to perform dangerous stunts when he was tired, and of course he was tired since he couldn't stop worrying about Shizuo. That time when he saw Shizuo half-dead scared the hell out of him and he wasn't one to get easily scared which meant that he truly felt that Shizuo was in real danger as long as he was in prison.
He also found it really suspicious that all the lawyers that he had hired gave up on the case a couple of hours after agreeing to defend his brother. It was obvious to Kasuka that someone with a lot of power was behind his brother's imprisonment, someone that even lawyers didn't dare cross, which meant that the only way to fight such a powerful person would be to find dirt in said person's past. And who was best at finding dirt if not Orihara Izaya? He definitely needed Izaya's help to save Shizuo.
There was of course the little problem of having to convince Shizuo to reveal whatever reason Izaya had to hate his guts, which would obviously not be an easy task. Shizuo was one hell of a stubborn man and he wasn't known to often change his mind but Kasuka knew him better than anyone so he was confident that he would eventually get him to reveal the truth.
He didn't get much sleep that night but it was not a problem since he had the day off anyway. Spending the night trying to find a way to convince his brother to tell him why Izaya hated him so much was far more productive than sleeping. There were still a couple more hours before he left so he made a cup of coffee and turned on the TV to see what was new, only to sigh in annoyance when he saw how on all channels there were only talks about politics since election time was not too far away. Kasuka didn't really care about politics so he turned off the TV and drank the coffee quietly.
He was feeling kind of tired so he closed his eyes and tried to empty his mind even if it was only for a few minutes, never guessing that he'd fall asleep. When he woke up again four hours later he jumped to his feet and rushed to get changed. He wanted to be there early so he'd have more time to talk to Shizuo but the visiting hours were far from being over so he would still have enough time to at least see his brother. He wasn't happy about falling asleep but there was no point in dwelling over it.
He was out the door as soon as had finished dressing, a car already waiting for him outside. He rubbed his red eyes in an attempt to chase away the sleepiness but he gave up and closed them instead until he arrived to Pushu and he got off. He took a deep breath and proceed forward, his mind set on doing anything to save his brother, even if that meant Shizuo would end up hating him in the process.
"Good afternoon, I am here to see Heiwajima Shizuo," he told the guard.
"And you are...?”
"His brother, Heiwajima Kasuka."
"In that case, follow me," the guard said and took him to the visiting area. "Wait here."
Kasuka nodded and sat down, feeling a bit nervous because of the whole thing. He stayed there alone with only his thoughts as company until the guard came back a few minutes later.
"I told Okuro-san to bring him here."
"I understand, thank you."
"Before I go..."
"Yes, what is it?" asked Kasuka when he noticed how the man was fidgeting.
"Uhmm, Hanejima-san, can I please get an autograph?"
Kasuka stiffened a bit at the question. "Ah, so you do know who I am."
The man smiled. "Yes, but don't worry Hanejima-san, I won't tell anyone about this. My daughter and wife are huge fans of yours so I'd hate to upset them in any way. We can't choose the family we get so one should not be judged for what a sibling has done."
"Thank you," he told him sincerely then wrote autographs for the man's family. It seemed like there were still some good people in the world and not just scumbags who'd do anything for personal gain.
The man left and Okuro showed up to tell him that Shizuo refused to see him.
Things were never easy.
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It was surprising how following the rules would make his life that much easier while he was in prison, thought Shizuo as he munched on a rice ball. He knew the damn thing was nothing special but after starving for so long it felt like it was the tastiest thing in the world. A few days had passed since Kasuka had visited and since Shizuo realized that if he didn't do as Okuro said he'd be dead meat. He learned the rules, which hadn't been easy at all, and as soon as he started behaving like a good prisoner Okuro brought him food, which was nothing special but a starving man such as himself couldn't have been more grateful. He still gave him the shots ever day and even though Shizuo hated how weak they were making him it was still better than to end up dead or as Okuro's bitch. As much as he despised to admit that he was far too weak to defend himself if Okuro came after him it was still a very real possibility and Shizuo most definitely did not wish to push the man's buttons any more than he had already done. It made him sick just to think about it and he thought bitterly that Izaya had probably felt the same way about him.
He finished the last bite of rice and licked his fingers, a sigh escaping his lips. He knew that the other prisoners got much better food than he did and that they were also allowed to eat together and even exercise, something that Shizuo sorely needed, but he knew that Okuro and the other guards didn't trust him enough to put him with the general population, not yet anyway. Shizuo was sure that they were waiting for him to learn to behave even when he wasn't drugged out of his mind. Okuro had even told him that the better he behaved the less of that substance that weakened him would be injected. Basically, all he had to do was to play the obedient dog and wait until the day when they trusted him enough to stop pumping his body of whatever the hell it was they were using. Only then would he finally be free of the annoying weakness that plagued his body and which he truly despised. It was one thing to cut his hair but it was another thing entirely for them to try to take away his strength too. Sure, he spent years despising it and hated himself for being different but in this accursed place his strength was the only thing that he had left since everything else had been stripped away from him.
Out of nowhere he heard footsteps approaching and he stiffened, wondering if Okuro was there to give him the injection. It was Okuro indeed and when he stopped in front of the cell Shizuo almost wished he had some place to hide. God, he was turning in such a coward, he thought bitterly. He couldn't help but wince when Okuro grinned and he wondered what the hell was the man up to.
"Your brother is here to see you, so be nice and follow me to the visiting area without any incident."
"Tch, I told him not to come back."
"I see, then I'll tell him you don't want to see him."
Shizuo nodded. "Thank you."
Okuro went back to the visiting area. He could've punished Shizuo for speaking without permission but he decided to let it pass since the man had done a lot of progress over the course of a few days. He didn't like the younger brother because of the way he looked at him the previous time he was visiting so he was more than happy to give him the news. "Your brother doesn't want to see you."
Kasuka sighed but didn't get up. "Can you please tell him that if he doesn't come to see me now that I will come back every day until he accepts to meet with me."
Okuro's eye twitched in annoyance. "I'm not your messenger."
Kasuka looked at him indifferently. "I'll be here."
Okuro turned around and left before he'd end up punching the kid in the face. He really couldn't stand his attitude. The kid was somewhat different than his brother but they were both asses who didn't know how to respect authority. "Your brother said he'll keep coming back every day until you talk to him," he told Shizuo once he arrived in front of his cell.
Shizuo actually growled in annoyance but got up anyway, knowing that his brother was crazy enough to skip filming in order to come and try to see him. He followed Okuro and he was surprised to see how relieved Kasuka seemed to be when he saw him come in.
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