Title: - A dangerous trap
Rating: - M
Main pairings: - Izuo
Disclaimer: - I don't own Durarara
Warnings: Yaoi, Psycho Izaya, blood, death, violence, language and non-con.
Summary: - He never thought a monster like him deserved happiness, yet there he was popular in school, with a girlfriend. Unfortunately a certain flea wants revenge and is out to ruin his life.
2 years ago
"See you tomorrow." Shizuo waved watching Kadota run off in a different direction. Next to him Shinra looked up eyes twinkling in anticipation.
"Well? Now that he's gone, can I take some blood? Come on just a little bit." Shaking his head, his fingers quickly unwrapped the wrapper popping a strawberry lollipop into his mouth.
"No way. I have to get home anyway, its Kasuka's birthday." Shinra sighed adjusting his thin rimmed glasses.
"Fine, I'll just have to spend time with my future wife."
Unlocking the front door, the teen kicked his shoes off. "I'm home." The delicious smell wafting from the kitchen was his mother's cooking. As usual it looked like his father was still at work.
"Welcome back dear. Did you have a good day?" Shizuo smiled opening the fridge.
"Yeah, I didn't get into any fights. Is Kasuka home yet?" Pouring a glass of milk he downed it in one, wiping away the milk moustache.
"He came back a while ago. Keep him busy for me, until your father gets home. I need to prepare." Opening the cupboard he could see the balloons ready to be blown up and what looked like a folded banner. Opening the other cupboard he could see more decorations.
"Did you get th-" His mother smiled cutting him off.
"Cake? Yes its somewhere safe so that you can't pick at it."
Shizuo pouted pouring himself another glass. It wasn't his fault that he had a sweet tooth. "...Top shelf. I made some baby cheesecakes. You can have one. Take one up to your brother as well." Draining the glass he helped himself.
"Thanks mum."
Jogging upstairs he had already finished his own, licking the strawberry from his lips. "Kasuka?" Since there was only two of them, they got their own rooms. If there were any more additions to the family they would have to share.
"Come in, nii-san." His younger brother was sitting in front of the computer.
"Happy Birthday!" He had already said it when they had woken up this morning. "Are you talking to your pen pal again?"
Kasuka looked at him with the usual blank expression. "Yeah, don't tell our parents." Shizuo shrugged taking a seat on the bed.
"Don't stay on there too long. A new episode comes out today." His brother rolled his eyes.
"Yeah yeah. Aren't you supposed to be distracting me?"
"You know about that?" He wasn't going to deny anything.
"We do the same thing every year. I'm thirteen not five." Yes, today his little brother had hit a milestone and had become a teenager. It looked like he already had the rebellious stage ready. "I'm going out later to meet a friend." Shizuo said nothing. It was a school night, they had a curfew. Both of them looked up hearing the front door close. "And father is home." Shrugging his shoulders he lay back on the bed closing his eyes.
"Shizuo! Kasuka! Dinner!" Blinking awake, his brother was still typing away on the screen.
"How long was I out?" Blank eyes looked his way.
"About ten minutes." Shizuo stretched leaving the bedroom, Kasuka not far behind him.
The stairs were covered in confetti, a large banner running across the wall. There were balloons up everywhere. Both of them took a step into the kitchen, where their mother was holding a large cake, with thirteen candles. "Happy Birthday, Kasuka!" His brother took a step forward.
"Thank you." Within seconds the candles had been blown out.
"Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy birthday, Kasuka. Happy birthday to you." Shizuo sighed knowing their neighbours could hear their parents singing at the tops of their voices. "Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!"
The cake was put to one side, while they sat at the table to eat dinner. Shizuo shifted all his vegetables to one side, his eyes flicking up and narrowing on the delicious looking butter cream topping. "Shizuo! No cake until you finish everything." Against his parents his strength was useless.
Shizuo lay awake in his bed. All the lights in the house were off and everyone was or should have been fast asleep. Yet he was still awake, a bad feeling in his gut. His instincts were like an animal, as was his sense of smell and if he felt that something was wrong then it probably was. Slipping out of bed he went into the opposite room, seeing that the computer was still on and that there was no one in the bed.
Stepping back into his bedroom he quickly got dressed. The window in Kasuka's room was wide open, the cold night breeze blowing the curtains. Either he would need to go out the same way or risk getting caught by their parents. The bright computer screen glowed, drawing his attention.
Kasuka's pen pal as he called them was called Nakura. It was rude to read his brother's things but he needed to know where he had gone. Coffee eyes widened in shock as he scrolled down the mouse groaning under his grip.
Nakura:- Its your birthday today. Aren't you happy?
Yuuhei:- Not really. My existence is meaningless.
Nakura:- Haha, you're still a kid. Things might get better.
Yuuhei:- I doubt it. I'm not my brother. I'm...blank.
Nakura:- Hm? Your brother again? You have a bit of a brother complex, don't you? You don't have to worry. I'm your friend.
Yuuhei:- On the internet. You can't do anything in the real world.
Nakura:- Well then, why don't we change that? Why don't we meet?
Yuuhei:- Okay. When and where?
Shizuo kept reading the mouse screaming before the plastic shell cracked and shattered. "Dad!" It was no longer about Kasuka breaking curfew. The bad feeling in his chest only got worse. His brother had gone to meet a stranger alone in the dark. "Dad!" Running into the room he made as much noise as possible.
"Son, I have work tomorrow."
"I think Kasuka is in trouble. He climbed out of the window." The bedside lamp switched on, both his parents bolting upright.
"You should have told me about this sooner. The internet isn't safe. It looks like I need to change the parental settings." Shizuo said nothing twirling an apple lollipop in his mouth. The two of them were in the car, on their way to the meeting place.
He hadn't understood Kasuka's feelings at all. The first time he had discovered his adrenaline strength was when Kasuka had eaten his pudding cup. No one came between him and his dairy products. He had picked up the fridge, his arms shaking as he lifted it above his head, face twisted in anger.
His younger brother had stared at him calmly. Watching as his bones thankfully broke, the fridge slapping back against the floor. He had been the one filled with shock and regret. "Shit. I'm sorry, Kasuka." His brother had shrugged.
"Its okay, Nii-san." Kasuka had stayed with him while his mother shrieked and panicked calling the hospital.
Kasuka kept to himself, a permanent blank mask on. His eyes empty and emotionless. He hadn't known that his sibling was unhappy. If he had... What could he do? He was destruction incarnate. If Kasuka was being bullied he could make sure they left him alone. But he hadn't known anything.
Shizuo unclipped his seat belt as soon as the car stopped. Why would anyone meet at an abandoned factory? "Shizuo, you be careful." Clenching his fists he ran inside. He didn't know what the place had been used for but it stank of chemicals. The lights overhead flickered swaying dangerously. It wouldn't kill him if he was hit but it would piss him off.
With each step he took he could hear cold mocking laughter. "Kasuka-kun, you just aren't getting it." In the dim light he could see two silhouettes. One standing, one on their knees. "When I do this!" There was a soft whimper which he knew was his brother. "You are supposed to scream!"
Now that he was closer he could see his brother kneeling on the floor, sobbing quietly, a knife pinning his hand to the floor. "Are you actually human? You haven't done anything I expected." Shizuo growled, seeing the raven lift his brother by his hair. "Maybe I should just kill you. Kahahahahaha! Maybe I should just gouge out those eyes of yours!"
The teen was a nut case that couldn't be much older than he was, crimson eyes gleaming dangerously. "I SAID SCREAM!" Kasuka didn't, letting his head drop. "I AM YOUR GOD!" Shizuo saw the light reflect from the sharp edge of a blade, rushing forward.
"Get the fuck away from him!"
The teen fell to his knees caught of guard. "Nii-san." Crouching down he wiped the tears from his brother's cheeks.
"Lets go home." Closing his eyes he went to pull out the knife.
"Hah! So you did let someone know." The teen moved closer, tongue licking the smooth edge. "Smart boy. It looks like I'll have to kill you both now." Shizuo yanked the knife out, ripping his shirt to wrap the bloody hand.
"You can try! Kasuka, run." His brother blinked before doing as he was told. The raven stood on his heels.
"Yes! Run run, as fast as you can. Make the chase more fun! I get booooreed so easily." Shizuo blinked seeing the blood seep through his shirt. "I do hope you'll be more fun." When had he been cut?
His nose twitched in irritation, a shudder running through him. There was something seriously wrong. "Don't be shy now. I'll kill you any way you like. Become a sacrifice to your god!" Shizuo clenched his fist slamming it into the teen's face. "Owie. That hurt. What are you? Not human? Imposter? Not human? Not animal either? Something new. I get to kill something new."
He was sure he had broken the raven's nose, blood pouring freely. "You would be Shizuo Heiwajima, right? Am I right? Of course I'm right. I'm me. I can't be wrong. So then... Shizu-chan. Yep that fits. Shizu-chan Shizu-chan, I'm going to kill you!" Every word was sang like a children's nursery rhyme.
"I'm Izaya Orihara. Forever twenty one, the immortal god. I've killed cats, dogs, rabbits and any other animal I could get my hands on. But that was sooo looong ago. Now I've moved to my precious humans. You will be number..." Shizuo felt sick watching him count on his fingers. "...Sixteen."
Serial killer. The murders had probably been on the news but his parents would always change the channel and it wasn't like he had wanted to watch anyway. "Then I'll go after your brother and gouge out those eyes. Ugh I hate those eyes. I hate dead fish eyes. Did I mention that?" Shizuo took a step back, pain alerting him he had a knife in his leg.
"Now where should I start? Hahaha. You are unpredictable. I haven't planned for this. Hm? I can't let you go either. You know Shizu-chan. I think we can have a lot of fuuuun together." Shizuo growled clenching his fist. The teen was grinning wildly, arms outstretched.
His ears pricked up hearing sirens in the distance. "Oh? You called the cops? Haha oh dear, you called the cops. Like they can stop me. No one can stop me." One burst of movement, the killer's arm cracked as he snapped it back.
"Interesting. Is that all you can do?" Chills ran down his spine.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? I just broke your arm." The raven cackled in response.
"Izaya Orihara! Come out with your hands up! You have until three before we come in armed. Release the hostage!"
"Hear that Shizu-chan? They think you're a hostage when I'm the one being held. Wahahaha, so funny."
"One...Two...Three..." Bright lights filled the darkness. Shizuo shoved the teen to the ground in disgust. It didn't take long for him to be held down and cuffed.
"Oh look. You caught me. Too bad you couldn't save the first fifteen." Shizuo yanked the knife from his leg, limping behind the cops. "But can you hold me? Do any of you have the power to? My weak pathetic precious humans. I'll judge and save you all!" Even the cops seemed to shudder.
Those cold cruel crimson eyes never left his as the serial killer was shoved into the back of a police van. "I am always free. I know everything. I know where you all live, what you do. Everything. Shizu-chan you're still number sixteen. This isn't over. I always get what I want. Look forward to it. I will see you soon. Hahahahahahaha!" The double doors slammed shut.
A comforting hand rested on his shoulder. "Don't worry. He's going away for a very very long time." Shizuo nodded getting the feeling he was being watched. Izaya Orihara. Usually he had trouble remembering names. That was one he would never forget. The sick bastard who had tried to harm his brother.
"Nii-san." His brother was shaking as the two held each other. His father did not look happy and he knew they wouldn't be leaving the house for a while. "You're bleeding." Shizuo shrugged.
"It'll heal. We should get your hand cleaned up." He noticed how his father's hand seemed to tremble as it rested on his shoulder.
"I'm taking both of you to the hospital." Both of them nodded, climbing into the car.
