I'll make you mine
A/n: well this is another Kink meme fill from me. At first I had a bit of trouble thinking of a good title for this. But as you can see, it's gotten better. And in a way, I guess you can consider this mostly from Izaya's Point of view. Just not first person perspective though.
Summary: This was it; this was finally it. The monster of Ikebukuro was finally under his control.
A sigh escaped pale lips, the cold robbing him breath as soon as he opened his mouth. It was cold and he huddled inside his fur-trimmed jacket, the material doing nothing to bar the chill from his skin. He could feel his flesh gaining goosebumps with every passing moment. He shivered again, watching his breath puff and fan out before him, reminding him so much of the smoke from the cigarettes that one person seemed to always smoke.
Then he heard it, that familiar voice bidding the dread-locked male goodbye; At least until tomorrow. Izaya grinned his usual Cheshire cat smile, grinning like the mad man he was as he watched his prey, close enough to see him, to be in earshot, but clothed in the darkness of the alley so that the monster of Ikebukuro didn't see him and go on his usual rampage. Oh this was going to be so much fun! Already Izaya had plans swimming in his head of all the things he would do to the other. But first he actually needed to subdue the other; and that was the hard part.
It had taken him so long to find the right amount of drugs and situations and instances to get this down. He had one chance and if he messed it up, it was going to be his neck on the line- quite literally.
With a skip in his step and a gleam in his eye, he slide up behind the ex-bartender, pressing the gun into the man's lower back. He knew of the other's monstrous strength and of course everything else about Heiwajima Shizuo that wasn't human, but with the return of the yellow scarves not too long ago, and the day that they had shot Shizuo, it was plain to see that a gun could easily take the man down, but not out. "Shizu-chan~" He catcalled, almost purring out the other's nickname.
Said blond didn't turn around, but instead, Izaya watched those broad shoulders square and that back stiffen. It made his laugh lightly and he pressed the barrel of the gun even more into the other's spine. "Ne, Shizu-chan, you know what this is, don't you~?" Izaya almost purred it out, watching the blond stiffen even more under his gaze. Fishing a hand into his pocket, Izaya took out a needle and grinned again, using his teeth to remove the small plastic cap that covered the needle end. Without any pretense or warning, Izaya forcibly stabbed it into Shizuo's arm, pressing down to inject the drug into Shizuo's system. Now, Izaya wasn't an idiot, although that could sometimes be debatable, so he knew that one dose wasn't going to take Shizuo down easily. So he'd managed to get a few needlefulls of the drug.
It had cost him a pretty penny to acquire it, but in the end he knew that it would be easily worth it. Sending three more needles into Shizuo's arm and his thigh, he waited, the gun still pressed into Shizuo's back to prevent the blond from going anywhere since Izaya knew exactly how much the blond remembered from being shot before. It was obvious that it wasn't something that he had enjoyed, much to Izaya's pleasure.
He kept the gun pressed to Shizuo's back, pressing it in even more. "You might want to start walking, Shizu-chan~ It's a fairly long way to my place and I don't feel like dragging you there, or even venturing inside your home." He had said that, but in the end, it seemed that he would have to do it anyways. At least he knew that the drugs worked. With a grunt and a groan, he dragged Shizuo to the elevator, managing to press the button for his floor. He was glad that he lived in such an upscale part of Shinjuku and, of course, such an upscale apartment complex. Not many people paid much mind to their neighbors, and that was just how Izaya wanted it.
With more grunts and groans, Izaya managed to get Shizuo inside his apartment, dropping the blond protozoan onto the floor harshly, not caring for him at the moment. Izaya wiped at his slick brow, his chest heaving slightly. He knew Shizuo would be heavy, but he wasn't aware that the slim, yet muscular build hid such a heavy weight. He sighed and set his hands on his hips as he glowered down at the blond. Now came another hard part. He knew that the other should be knocked out for at least a good two hours, if he was lucky, and he supposed it gave him enough time to call up certain people and make sure that he had the right tools to make sure that the monster of Ikebukuro didn't escape.
Yes, I am aware that its' short, but it's only the first chapter. Yes, I am making this multi-chapter~ c: I hope you enjoyed what you read so far!
And sorry to the anon who requested this for this to be posted up so late! Dx I've been sick recently and I've been dragging ass to do anything. Anyways –insert a lot of RL issues here- So yeah. That's my reasoning.
But anyways, Review, Comment, Favorite? Yadda Yadda, I'm sure you know the drill by now c: