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Chapter 9: Disturbed

"Why are you still here?" Shizuo asked, cutting right to the subject as soon as his brother sat down. "I told you I don't want to see you anymore."

"I'm glad to see you looking better," said Kasuka with a small smile on his face. "I was really worried about you."

Shizuo crossed his arms. "You're avoiding my question."

Kasuka looked at him like he had grown a second head. "Because it's a stupid question."

"That's no way to talk to your older brother."

"It is if said brother is a stubborn fool," said Kasuka and looked at him with a blank expression on his face.

Shizuo lowered his head. "I... I just don't want you to see me like this anymore."

"And I hate to know you're in here," said Kasuka, " but I'll get you out."

Shizuo sighed in exasperation. "You can't get me out of here," he said then his expression turned grim. "I deserve to be here anyway."

"That's the second time you tell me this. What exactly did you do to make you think that you deserve to be here?"

Shizuo shifted nervously on the chair, trying to think of anything else to say that would change the subject but coming up short.

"For how much longer are you going to ignore my question?" asked Kasuka when he saw that Shizuo had stopped talking.

No answer.

"Does it have anything to do with Orihara Izaya?" asked Kasuka, and as Shizuo's head snapped up at the youngest of the two he was struck by the sigh of those golden eyes filled with regret and an expression that screamed 'shame'. "W-what did you do?" continued Kasuka but he was almost afraid to hear the answer.

"How... what makes you think it has anything to do with Izaya?" asked Shizuo, his voice trembling a bit.

"I asked her for help but she refused. She said that she hates you and that she wants to see you dead."

Shizuo laughed bitterly. "I don't blame her."

"Did you perhaps lose yourself during one of your rage episodes and beat her up?"

"It has nothing to do with you, so drop it."

Kasuka frowned. "No, I need to know."

Shizuo snorted. "No, you really don't."

"Please tell me," insisted Kasuka.

Shizuo's eye twitched in annoyance. "Drop it."

"But I-"

"NOW Kasuka! Just drop it! You really should learn some boundaries. Back then it was MY pudding, and now it's MY problem, so stay out of it," said Shizuo in a low, dangerous tone.

Kasuka stayed quiet for a while, waiting for Shizuo to calm down. He knew better than anyone else just how dangerous his brother was when he allowed rage to control his actions and the last thing he needed was for Shizuo to lose it and injure more people. Only when Shizuo seemed to relax a bit he dared to speak again. "I deserve to know why my brother is so hell-bent on self-destruction. What can be so bad to make you think that you deserve to be lumped together with rapists and murderers? It's not like those guys died and Orihara Izaya is very much alive so-" Kasuka suddenly stopped talking, his eyes going wide. "You didn't..." he said meekly and saw Shizuo wince. "Oh God." His older brother looked at him then, eyes filled with guilt and a pained expression on his face and Kasuka knew he had been right in his assumption.

Both brothers looked away from each other then, an awkward, long silence floating between them until Shizuo got up and left without saying a word.

Kasuka made no attempts to stop him. He merely stood there, staring blankly at the wall, his mind processing this new information while trying to ignore the pain in his heart. He always thought his brother was capable of many things but taking a woman against her will was not one of them. It finally made sense why she reacted so violently when he had touched her back at Shinra's apartment and he couldn't believe she even agreed to talk to him after his older brother had done such a thing to her.

He sat up and walked straight to the exit, the need to breathe in some fresh air overriding everything else. That day he walked the outskirts of the city aimlessly until it got really late and he had no choice but to return home. He had gotten what he wanted and now there was only one thing missing and that was Izaya. He knew that it wasn't fair to ask it of her but Kasuka really needed Izaya's talent in information gathering.

Kasuka was planning to talk to Izaya the day after his talk with Shizuo but when morning came he simply lost his courage. He went to work but didn't visit Izaya that day, nor the next five days. It was on the seventh day that he succeeded in gathering enough courage to go and see her. He felt horribly guilty for wasting time while Shizuo was rotting in prison but a tiny part of him now believed that he deserved to be there. That was the second reason it took him so long to go see her. He truly wished to be able to pretend that nothing had happened between Shizuo and Izaya but that was not the case. He also didn't think that he could ever look at his brother the same way. No, he obviously did not hate his brother but he was disappointed in him. He could still remember that day when Shizuo first lost his temper and for a second he wondered if it hadn't been his fault that his brother had ended up the way he did. It wasn't possible though, so he dismissed it. It was in Shizuo's nature to lose his temper and the catalyst could've been anything. It just so happened that it first burst forward when Kasuka happened to eat his pudding. It had been one hell of a good pudding now that he thought about it.

But that was then and at the moment he found himself in front of Izaya's door only to hesitate as he raised his hand to knock on it. He almost laughed bitterly at how easily his courage faltered and quickly knocked on the door before he would end up changing his mind completely. He heard footsteps from behind the door and then he was met with the sight of a very tired-looking Izaya as she opened it.

"You're back," said Izaya, then smirked. "I bet you're here to tell me how you couldn't get anything out of your brother and afterwards you're going to beg me to help you anyway."

"Not exactly."

"Please, do come in. I hope you don't mind the mess too much since I was in the middle of cleaning up a bit."

"No problem," said Kasuka and his eyes wandered around the room, his eyes falling on the dozen of phones scattered across her couch.

She picked them up quickly and put them on her desk then motioned for Kasuka to sit down.

"I'd rather stand if you don't mind."

Izaya shrugged. "Suit yourself," she said and sat on the chair behind the desk where she began to arrange the phones. She looked up at him. "Well? Go ahead, speak your mind."

Kasuka didn't hear her question though, his eyes glued to her desk. What caught his attention was a phone inside a plastic bag on the right side of her desk that had some obvious traces of blood on it. He was woken from his musing when Izaya snapped at him.

She grabbed the phone, threw it inside the drawer and slammed it shut. "Either tell me what you want, now, or leave."

Kasuka looked her in the eyes. "I'm sorry."

Izaya sighed. "It's fine, you don't have to apologize."

"No, that's not what I meant," he said softly.

Izaya quirked an eyebrow and looked at him, curiosity sparking in her eyes at seeing someone like Kasuka being so nervous. It was slightly unnerving. "Then what did you mean?"

He bowed his head and Izaya gasped at his gesture. "I'm sorry for what my brother did to you."

Izaya dropped the phone she was holding. "W-what," she said in a shaky voice, "what do you mean?"

Kasuka still held his head down. "My brother has brought shame to the Heiwajima name so I wish to apologize for his transgression. I know that you have no reason to forgive him and that you most likely never will but you made a promise and I hope you will keep it."

Izaya rose on shaky legs. She was as pale as a ghost and she was nearly hyperventilating. "H-he dared to tell you this?!"

Kasuka finally raised his head and looked at her, fighting the impulse to go and hold her because it looked like she could collapse at any second. "No, he didn't. I swear. I simply guessed it and when he didn't deny it I knew it to be true."

Izaya grabbed the edge of the desk tighter, her knuckled turning white. "GET OUT!" she screamed at him and had to fight really hard not to let the tears gathering in her eyes fall down her cheeks. She was so ashamed that she wished for the ground to open up and swallow her whole. "Get out," she nearly pleaded in a defeated tone.

Kasuka simply left.

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As soon as Kasuka walked out of her apartment and closed the door behind him Izaya collapsed on the floor, her weak legs unable to support her weight any longer. She stared blankly at the door for a few seconds, then let the tears pour down her cheeks. She leaned her head against the desk and stayed there for along time, trying to push down the mortifying shame that was suffocating her. She never imagine that Shizuo would ever tell Kasuka, let alone that the younger Heiwajima would guess. The only reason she made the deal to begin with was because she was sure Kasuka would fail and then she could use him in the future if need be.

But no, Kasuka had to go and find out anyway. He was too smart for his own good. How the hell he managed to guess was beyond Izaya's capacity of understand and because of her mistake not only did she have to keep her deal and help Shizuo but now the younger brother knew as well what she had been forced to go though.

She didn't want to be alone.

She gathered her strength and pushed herself off the floor then went to her room to change. She still had to put make-up on to cover the bruises but they were starting to fade away which meant that soon enough she'd look just like before. She grabbed the first pair of pants in sight, changed and left her apartment, going straight for the cab she had called only minutes before. As the cab drove through the city she looked out the window and realized how much she missed running around. She wasn't used to sitting around, let alone stay cooped up inside her apartment for more than a week. Then again, she wouldn't be able to move around too well even if she wanted since she wasn't fully healed.

She was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't even realize she was already in front of Shinra's apartment building until the cab stopped. She paid the driver, got out and entered the building. She took the elevator up since her back was still sore and once she was in front of the door she knocked softly.

Shinra opened the door and she forced a smile on her face as he looked at her with a worried expression on his face.

"Is something wrong?"

Izaya laughed bitterly. "Can't I even come visit you anymore without you immediately assuming that something is wrong?"

"My bad," said Shinra and smiled awkwardly, then motioned for Izaya to come in. "What's up?"

"I was tired of sitting around in my apartment so I thought I'd go out and get some fresh air."

Shinra rolled his eyes. "And it just so happens that you were walking by and decided to pay me a visit."

"That's right," said Izaya and sat on the couch.

Shinra gave her a look that said I-don't-believe-a-word-you're-saying but picked up the remote control, turned on the TV and sat down as well. They sat there in awkward silence for a long time, Shinra sighing every time he changed the Chanel and ran into something uninteresting. Finally, when he couldn't take it anymore he sighed louder than ever, turned off the TV and looked at Izaya who continued to ignore him. "What happened?"

Izaya leaned backwards on the couch and closed her eyes. "Kasuka came to see me today."

"I can see how that can bother you, considering he's Shizuo's brother."

Izaya opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Shinra. "If only it was that easy..."

Shinra kept quiet, waiting for Izaya to talk to him once she was ready.

"He knows," said Izaya, her eyes full of pain.

"How did he-"

Izaya's bitter laughter erupted past her lips. "He said he guessed! Can you believe that? Does it say on my forehead that I've been raped?" she asked, cringing at the last word. "Does it??" she asked again, by now bordering on hysterics.

Shinra opened his mouth to say something but changed his mind since he knew that she wouldn't believe even if he said no.

"Tell me!!" she screamed, making Shinra wince at her loud tone.

"No," he finally said, now knowing that she needed reassurances, "most certainly not. It must've been something that Shizuo said to led him to such a conclusion."

"Maybe..." said Izaya and closed her eyes again.

"I have some work to do in the lab so stay here until Celty comes home. She's about to get here any minute now," said Shinra and got up. Izaya nodded and Shinra left her there knowing it'd be best to let the two women talk in peace. Certainly Izaya would feel more comfortable talking to a woman instead of a man, right? He heard the front door open just as he entered the lab and as much as he wanted to run to Celty and welcome her home he knew that Izaya needed her a lot more than he did.

Celty had just gotten back from making a delivery when she saw Izaya sitting on the couch in the living room. Izaya looked at her and smiled but Celty could tell that something was wrong. She approached her and sat down next to her.

[ What's wrong? ]

"I'm angry."

[ Why ? ]

"I made a mistake. I made a deal that I was sure to win only to end up losing miserably."

[ It happens even to the best of us. We win some, we lose some. ]

"I hate losing."

[ Don't we all? Look at me, I must be the biggest loser in the whole wide world. ]

"You're not a loser."

Celty shrugged. [ I am, I lost my head after all. ]

Izaya laughed. "Like you said, it happens even to the best of us."

[ Do you want to talk about what's bothering you? ]

"No, wait... yes," said Izaya with a pained expression on her face. "Kasuka wants me to help him get Shizuo out of jail."

[ Oh? ]

"Now here comes the problem. I told him that I'll help him if he can find out why I despise Shizuo. Never would I have imagined that Shizuo would tell him the truth."

[ HE TOLD HIM? ]

Izaya frowned. "No, that's the thing, Kasuka guessed it. Does that make any sense to you?"

[ Hmm, I don't know him as well as I know Shizuo but I know that he's very smart and very good at reading people. ]

"Just my luck," said Izaya and rolled her eyes. "I don't want him to get out."

[ I understand. He hurt you deeply. ]

"I want him to pay for what he did to me, but the more time passes the more I want to forget about it. I was planning to make his life a living hell but as far as I know jail is a special kind of hell. I don't even have to lift a finger and he'll still suffer. Can you imagine someone as wild as him stuck inside a tiny cell? In fact, prison might be a worse kind of punishment than if I were to, let's say, gouge out his eyes."

[ You can't be serious! ]

Izaya looked dead serious. "It was one of the ideas I got. Another one was to chop off his arms so that he wouldn't be able to hold down anyone ever again." She shivered then, images of her ordeal coming back to mind. "But you see, Shizuo is a wild animal, so he'd probably bounce right back."

[ Still, that's horrible. ]

"Now imagine this wild animal shoved inside a cage and left there for years on end. Imagine how it would be to see the light in his eyes slowly fade away little by litthe each day until there's nothing left but a husk of the man once known as Ikebukuro's strongest. And then, when his soul is finally dead, to put him out of his misery... beautiful."

Celty tensed, Izaya's words making her uncomfortable. She was disappointed in Shizuo but that didn't mean she wanted him to go though any of the things that Izaya had in mind. Shizuo had indeed made a terrible mistake but she couldn't turn her back on him. She was sure that Shizuo was already beating himself over it, probably hating himself more than ever and thinking that he deserved to die.

"I don't want to help him," continued Izaya. "I don't want him out there where I could run into him."

[ I don't think Shizuo would hurt you again. ]

"You can't know that for sure!" snapped Izaya. "I didn't think he'd even do it the first time, which means that we never know how someone as unpredictable as him will react."

[ Even so, he seemed to deeply regret it when he brought you here that night. ]

"I'm sorry, but I can't trust him. A monster such as himself is unpredictable, this being the reason I despised him in the first place."

Celty pressed the buttons on her pad a bit too hard and too fast. [ You've always hated him because you couldn't control him! Did you ever stop to think that perhaps if you hadn't driven him crazy that none of this would've happened? ]

"Every day," she said, then got up and left. She wasn't surprised to see Celty defend Shizuo but she was surprised at how much it hurt to see her doing it

Izaya was in an extremely bad mood as she left Shinra's apartment. She felt like she was suffocating so instead of going home she decided it was best to wander around Ikebukuro for a while. For once she could walk around freely without having to run into the brute but the price for it had been too high. And now, after everything that happened, Kasuka was expecting her to simply forget about about her ordeal and help getting her aggressor out of jail. No, things were never that easy. Just because she had made a stupid deal it didn't mean she was supposed to honor it. She was Orihara Izaya, and Orihara Izaya always did what she wanted. Rules had no meaning to her because she was above rules to begin with. Rules simply did not apply to her. At the very least, that was what she liked to believe.

A shiver ran down her spine and she remembered the night in which Shizuo had saved her. That time had been cold too, and she could still remember that feeling of numbing coldness that had imbedded itself in her spine as she was pressed against the bricked wall and molested by those animals. Shizuo had scared her but she only felt disgust for those animals. She could feel her skin crawl just from remembering their touch and she shook her head to drive away the memory. She did feel some disgust for Shizuo too but it had mostly been hate and fear that she felt that day. Shizuo was not human, and she knew very well that she was lucky to be alive. It was a miracle that she didn't get any of her bones broken considering how lost into the act Shizuo had appeared to be. What she couldn't stand however was that when Shizuo had saved her she remembered feeling completely safe. She had no idea to whom those gentle arms belonged to but as her mind was fading away she knew for a fact that she was safe as he was pressed against that broad chest. Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! She had been suck a goddam idiot!

She sighed and rubbed her temples with her knuckles as she kept walking. Just because she had been inside her apartment the entire week it didn't mean she hadn't been doing anything. It started the day when an idea took root inside her mind and refused to leave.

She spent that entire day in front of her laptop looking up information on her five attackers. Her theory was that whoever was behind Shizuo's rushed trip to prison had to be related in some way or another with one of the five men. So Izaya did what Izaya does best and by the end of the fifth day she knew every little dirty secret those pathetic excuses for human beings had been hiding. Four of them anyway, because there was one with a missing father that she couldn't find. The scumbag's name was Ogami Ichimaru and Izaya remembered him clearly because he was the youngest and also the one who kept telling the others that he had a bad feeling about all of it. The irony was that he had been right all along. He ended up in hospital with both his legs and an arm broken in several places. A long period of sitting in bed where he could reflect on his sin awaited him.

The others weren't doing any better, one of them, Rei Ichinose was actually in a coma and the doctors couldn't say for sure if he would wake up again. His brother, Toushirou, had the least injuries from all of them. Apparently Shizuo had knocked him out in the beginning of his attack and the man didn't wake up until he was in the hospital. Ito Hashima was the bastard she had ran into by accident and Tetsuo Yamazaki the dick who wanted to screw her in the ass. Both of them were gravely injured. Ito had apparently lost an eye and Tetsuo had problems hearing because of the brain damage he had suffered. All in all, the assholes had gotten what they deserved without Izaya having to even lift a finger. It did bother her however that Shizuo had been the one to deliver the punishment. Why would he go so far as to risk murdering people for the sake of his most hated enemy? Izaya thought about it but came up with nothing.

The thing was that with the information she had on those scumbags she could easily coerce them into changing their statements but she didn't exactly want to do what. Why would she want Shizuo out on the streets where he could find her... where he could hurt her?
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Chapter 9: Disturbed