A/N: To be honest, I don't know where I'm going with this. I may make this multi-chaptered if I get enough reviews but for now I'm gonna just leave it at this, so remember if you want more, review.

My Beast, and Mine Alone

The beat of the booming music played a resounding thrum in Shizuo's ears. The girl who danced in front of him shook her ass left and right, directly only his pelvis. The corner of his lip curled and he gave a few suggestive thrusts back against her, she turned and pressed her large chest against his own and moaned. She was so needy and clingy, it was if she wished to enter Shizuo's skin along with him. The girl just released an atmosphere of sexual desire around her. Even if he wanted to oblige her, horny as she was, she still couldn't take it. Not from Shizuo Heiwajima. The beat thrummed for a couple of minutes more before things in the club slowed down.

After a nice refusal from the bleach blonde man, the girl smirked and made out with him from out of nowhere for a good five minutes before she turned and walked away. Shizuo sighed as he took a few sips of the liquor he'd just ordered. He had no interest in chicks like that. She seemed so desperate, like she'd fuck anything that could bring her to orgasm, zero regard for her partner. In truth he wasn't the hugest fan of the opposite sex. That's not to say he was a fan of his own either, he just kinda selected the people that surrounded or they either picked him. That's just how his world worked. One of the aforementioned friends strolled her way over to his side and patted his head, drawing a light to the tan skin of his cheeks.

Her yellow helmet tilted slightly to the side and a glowing LCD screen was settled in his field of vision.

[Didn't work out, huh?]

Shizuo simply shook his head and Celty patted his head once again. Shizuo face went red again, and he drawled out a pathetic sounding sigh.

The girl had just left the club, unsatisfied and disappointed. She'd thought that she'd had him in the bag, but apparently they were on different pages. She groaned and slammed her hill into the concrete and began her trek back to her one bedroom apartment. To be honest, all she'd wanted was for him to have sex with her, she didn't have a slight interest in the man himself. Shizuo Heiwajima just appeared as if he'd be a good fuck and she was eager to test that theory out. The walk back to home was quiet, eerily so. The city itself seemed to be deserted, barely any stray cars passing on their way back and forth to their destinations.

All she heard was the constant clacking of her fire red heels as the clanked against the hard concrete of the sidewalk. Her auburn hair tied in a long ponytail swayed behind her as she walked. She was getting truly terrified seeing no one on the street and she felt a burning gaze directly on the back of her neck. She was extremely uncomfortable. Her fear grew and grew the more clicking she heard as her heels began to peck faster at the ground, her body fast walking on her own. Before she was able to break off into a sprint, she felt her entire body being yanked back with unbelievable strength she hadn't thought humanly possible.

A sharp object pierced her midsection and she felt a sharp twisting in her gut. Looking down she saw blood pooling around her legs quickly as the object was fiercely retracted. She felt the strong taste of iron as her stomach growled in intolerable pain.

"Did you have fun putting your filthy mouth on something that doesn't belong to you, you horny bitch?"

The voice was so sinister. A sharp chill went down her spine and she'd wished she'd just stayed home. She wanted to scream and she tried, but her voice wouldn't even leave her throat, it was filled with blood.

"Well you did want to be pierced, didn't you? Does this satisfy your need?"

It was if she was talking to a snake with a voice. She tried screaming again and only a whimper came from her throat. A finger pressed against her lips, now stained red where her life and that slithery voice whispered in her ear in the chilliest tone.

"Don't worry, it's all over now…"

The woman head was cleanly disconnected from her body and now held up in front of glowing red eyes, the pupils so twisted and insane they looked like slits. A wide grin was plastered onto that psychotic face and a laughed bubbled inside of the man's chest. That was one less whore he had to worry about touching that which belonged to him. The head and body were both discarded into the nearby dumpster and a lanky figure appeared from the darkness of the slim alleyway. His fur trimmed jacket hung loosely around his elbow and a twisted smirk played onto his pale features. The red of his eyes appeared like the fire of the underworld at that moment and anyone who had been nearby immediately knew it was a bad idea to approach this man.

"No one touches God's monster, but God himself."

A shrill and disturbing laugh rung through the air as the raven haired man made his way home.

A/N: This idea literally just smacked me in the face when I was sitting in my room, listening to Kuusou Mesorogiwi, and reading Shizaya(My #1 OTP ^-^) doujinshis. I love Yandere!Izaya, even if I've never really read any other Yandere!Izaya, I just like the idea. If you really want more, I appreciate reviews, but for now I'll leave it here. Plz enjoy and give me feedback. I need it for my soul and my improvement. Have a kawaii desu day~! ~^-^~