Persuading the Enemy
Chapter 1
It was a regular, boring day in both Ikebukuro and in Shinjuku. It was one of those days when nothing happened. With the cup of dark coffee in his hands famous information broker was logging of from his chat room and turning around on his desk chair in order to see the end of yet another day. Behind his window he could note the street and on it little people that looked like tiny ants. He was so bored that even the prospect of visiting "Russian Sushi" and trying to see what his infamous monster was doing wasn't working for him. So, when the day turned into the night, he took his binoculars from the desk drawer and starter to pointlessly look out on his little humans.
However, what grabbed his attention wasn't on the street. It was behind the one of the windows attached to the building across the road. Some woman and what looked like her husband were fucking on their couch. "My, my, you have no shame, Kiyoko-san."
Of course he knew who those people were; after all, he was the best informant in the city. Nevertheless, that didn't stop him from looking. He only wished that he had a bag of popcorns in order to better enjoy the view.
The woman was moaning like a bitch, or at least he thoughts so from constant opening of her mouth. The man was behind her, pounding her with his entire strength. It was a normal sex that those two were having; perhaps in order to conceive a child. In Izaya Orihara's mind, sex wasn't something that was pleasurable and if it was, he didn't know it. Still virgin at 24, he tried to explain sex as something that he didn't have any interest in.
Nevertheless, even he knew that it was a lie. After all, he didn't have any explanation for constant spaying, chasing, fighting, and then, safely in his empty apartment, masturbating with the thought of the hot monster. God only knew how many times this routine already happened. It always finished with Izaya jerking him self of with fingers tucked deep inside his ass and with Shizu-chan's face on his mind. So, why not? Why wouldn't he try to take things on another level? After all, if this many of his humans enjoy having someone else's dick inside them, perhaps, it wasn't so bad.
With that he started to form a plan in his mind; something that would make Shizu-chan wanting to sleep with him. With the little smirk on his face he already knew the perfect way of doing it. However, although the plan was solid, it wasn't without risks. If monster somehow found out that he was behind it, he will be planning a funeral. His own, of course.
So, he started to search the Web in order to find those pictures, he knew that they existed; it was from a new movie and he had already seen them... Oh, right; there they were... Then, it only remained for him to type a note... While holding a chess peace in his hand, he started to type, but couldn't help him self not to laugh as he looked at the little white king figurine.
"Hehe, Shizu-chan, this is going to be interesting."
Tomorrow morning, in Shizuo's apartment, somewhere in Ikebukuro, a letter has been delivered. Shizuo was just getting ready for another day of working with Tom-san and beating some low-lives who owed money when the yellow envelope on the floor attracted his attention. He opened it and the buzzing sound started to pound in his ears. All he could see was red and all he could think about was killing someone.
There were two things in it, a note and the photograph. It was a picture of Kasuka sitting on a chair bounded and restrained. Shizuo could see the blood on his head, and he looked as he was in pain. Then, he looked at the note; it was typed and large letters were even more horrifying to him. On the note was written: We are watching you; you have 24 hours to fuck Orihara Izaya. If you don't do it, your little brother dies.
The rage was building inside him. He didn't know how, but he knew it was Izaya's doing. All of his instincts were telling him that. But then again, why would Izaya do something like that? It didn't have any sense. He hated him, right? And the whole deal was worse for Izaya, as he would be the one taking it in. Fuck!
He stormed out of the building in the direction of Shinjuku. After all, Izaya was the smart one, he is the informant, and if needed, Shizuo was willing to pay for his services. He just knew that he needed to find his little brother and kill those people who took him.
"Knock, knock" – Someone was knocking on Izaya's door and the information broker perfectly knew who it was. He just had a shower, and with a wet hair and a crooked smile on his face he opened the door. On the other side of the door his eyes met angry looking Shizuo.
"My, my Shizu-chan, to what to I owe this pleasure? I see the door is in its place, so you must need something. Do you want to come inside?" Shizuo was annoyed about the whole situation, and the smirk on Izaya's face didn't help one bit. So, he just stepped around Izaya and walked into the apartment.
"I need your help. Someone got Kasuka." Even thought it was humiliating and unpleasant to ask for help, Shizuo needed to do it for his brother's sake. So he put out his pride aside, and showed Izaya the photo. The note was safely inside his pocket, as he didn't want Izaya to see what was written on it.
"I see Kasuka got him self kidnapped. So what do you need me for?" he asked with the big smile on his face. "Don't tell me Shizu-chan that you need money. I have some, but why would I give it to you? I worked hard for it; you know, all that scheming, planning, destroying people's lives, as you often put it. It pays really well, you should try it sometimes..."
Shizuo was now ready to punch the fucking flee in the face if he wouldn't shut up. But one thought about his brother suffering somewhere was enough for him to stop himself; and Izaya continued.
"You know, you are lucky. I feel generous, so I will give you one pro-bono advice. There is a new yakuza group in Ikebukuro. They are really notorious, you know, for killing, and torturing people. They probably have your brother, and if you don't do as they say, I am certain that they would kill him. So, if not money, what do they want? Don't tell me that the photo is your only clue."
"I have a note, but you are not going to like it." Shizuo was ready to throw the remaining pride out of the window as he slowly got the note from his pocket. He gave it to Izaya who calmly started to read.
It was amazing; Izaya didn't thought that he will see the note again this soon. It was only the last night when he typed it. He barely managed not to laugh, but this situation was too much amusing to stop now.
"So, why would you think that I would willingly help you out with this? I hate my self for saying, but Shizu-chan, it looks like your only option would be raping me at this point." Izaya realized that he was walking on the thin line now. He had to play this just right if he wanted to have his head still attached on his shoulders.
"I would need to get something in return if you want me to help you with this... If not, ether you turn into a raping monster or your brother dies... So what is going to be, Shizu-chan?"
"Fine" Shizuo started almost biting his tongue of. "I won't chase you out of Ikebukuro for a month."
"Only a month? I must decline this offer. Good luck with your brother, and close the door on your way out." Izaya finished really quickly.
"Fine, what do you want?"
"Aaaa, now we are on the same page, Shizu-chan. I would like to have a blank check; anything that I want, anytime that I want it. But, because I am a nice person, I would ask for only one thing. Is that ok for you, Shizu-chan?"
"Fine. So, how do you want to do this thing?" Shizuo finally asked but didn't want to think what this thing meant.
"My, my, in the bedroom, of course. I am not some animal like you to do it on the walls, or God knows where you do it. I will be waiting for you in the bed. Take a shower, and come inside. It is second door on the left." With that Izaya stood up from his chair and left in the direction of the said room. Shizuo just remained there with opened mouth thinking that he was in a deep shit. Until this moment, he has never thought that the actual fucking would ever take place, but Izaya was agreeing, and it was a sacrifice for his brother sake. Fuck!