Hello readers! Today on, I am writing this new fan fic! This will be my second story so far, and If you would like to check out my first one, just check out my page :) It is pretty good from what I am told! Anyway I hope you guys will enjoy this fan fiction as much as the last or even more. I don't own the characters or the show Durarara! Possible OOC, and this is definitely a AU fan fiction. Things to clarify for this story:
-Shizuo and Izaya never met before.
-Shizuo is about 17 years old.
-Izaya is regular age.
-Kasuka is older than Shizuo; so about 24-25.
That's about it, so I hope you enjoy! Here is chapter one c:!
-Shizuo POV-
It's not my fault you know. I really don't know why this happens to me. What did I ever do? I was just a kid… It was not fair.
It was my last year of Junior high school. Yeah I'll admit it; they called me a rebel, since I fit the bill. I dyed my hair blonde at the suggestion of a good friend of mine. He said it would suit me or whatever… anyway I'm what they call a monster. I have strength that is incapable of human abilities, with me being an exception. I can literally rip sign post out of the ground if I wanted to, and I did sometimes. Jerks think they could talk me down anyway the liked. I don't have many friends because of this curse. Why did I have to be so damn different? Do you honestly think I want everyone to avoid because they I will just kill with no control? Well little to their pathetic knowledge, I don't like violence.
The year passed filled with idiots on top of idiots. I walked home with my friend Tom-san. He was already inside of senior high-school, but he still gave me the time of the day. He was one of the few people who actually tried to get to know me, so I have great respect for him.
-NO POV-
"Well, I will see you later Shizuo." He said smiling at his friend.
"Oi, bye Tom-san." He said putting the bag over his shoulder.
"Try not to get in some trouble."
"Yeah, yeah yeah…" He said waving him off as he walked away. Tom stood there a moment and watched the blonde walk of down the opposite of where he was going. He was in mid turn when he hears a loud car pull up to the corner near Shizuo with a loud shriek.
'SHHHHHHHHHREEEK!" He turned back to his friend to see him being stabbed with something and thrown into the back seat of the black car. Tom threw his books and began to run towards the car.
"WAIIIIIIIT LET HIM GO! SHIZUO!" It was too late when he reached the corner the door slammed close and pulled off. He ran after the car down the long black street, but his body was not playing to well. The effort was useless. Tom ran to the nearest police station to report the disappearance of his friend Shizuo.
-AT SHIZUO'S LOCATION-
Shizuo mind was in a daze. His vision was blurry and he could barely make out the passing trees in the window. He couldn't think straight.
"He is going to get us a large sum of cash!" One man said.
"I see that, he nice and young too."
"Of course we going to have good fun before giving up this piece of ass."
"It may not be natural, but it will pass for the sick fuck that is going to buy him!" The one man chuckled.
"Now boys once we get our cash from this guy, - payment will be played." The driver said. He couldn't he the whole thing as he began to slur more.
"Oh shit, he's stirring! Rag him!" The first man squeaked.
"Huh? Oh." He put the rag of chloroform up to the blonde mouth and nose. Everything went black form there.
Shizuo woke up in a bed full of naked men. They were all old, hairy and most married. He was naked and nude covered in countless number of men semen. He felt dirty, weak, filthy, disgusting, broken… He stirs a bit trying to get up. But the pain coursing through his body was unmistakable. He looked down to see blood and semen mixed trickling down his leg. He began to spit at the taste of bitterness in his mouth. His body felt weird and drugged up, and he felt like his throat was dried out and thirsty.
"Ah..." He winced in pain when he shifted once more. His back was covered in bruises, cuts and burns. Lord knows how many people and what they did to him. He slammed his face into the dirtied mattress in shame. How did he let this happen? All he was doing was going home. He did not deserve this. The door opened and in stepped a man in an all-black suit. He had two men behind him in overly tacky suits with shades on.
"Get this slut the hell up and get him dressed and ready." The man at front said to the two men behind him. They walked to the bed and grabbed Shizuo by the arms. Shizuo body exploded in waves of pain from the rough grabbing. Shizuo was the strongest men in Ikebukuro, but now… he is below weak. He was completely shattered.
"No… put me down." The blonde said in the men grasp. The boss walked toward the brute and gave him a hard slap with the back of his hand.
"Shut the hell up, you're my property now. So I will do the hell I want with you. Now get him cleaned up, the auction happened tonight at 10:30." He said gesturing the man away. Shizuo made sure he got a good look at the man in the black suit; he won't ever forget that face.
Well there is chapter 1. I know it is a bit short, but I always make the first chapter shorter than the rest. Next Chapter will defintely be longer. So what did you guys think? No or a go? Pleas e review and tell me honest opinion! No flames. I know this chapter seemed fast pace with the events, but I have reasoning for that. Missing gaps will be filled in later chapters! Thank you for reading this and I hope you stick around for the next one cuties ;) Ta-ta for now~
-Milky-chan
