Author's Note: Hi! Well, I wrote earlier that I won't be updating this story so recently, however as I'm still waiting for the feedback from my beta on the previous story, I'm going along with this one...
Thank you very much for the response to the first chapter. It encouraged me to continue as always :)
Here's the second chapter. Hope you'll find it entertaining...
"Mikado! It is you! Oh, my childhood friend, what a surprising reunion it is!" the kid that was called Kida exclaimed loudly and I could only observe in astonishment as he grabbed Ryugamine-kun's shoulders with a bright smile and gave him a measuring look. "You haven't changed a bit in those couple of years, Mikado! But how is it that you've entered the frightening Japanese police force? You were always so easy to scare, right, Mi-ka-do~?" he asked, pointing one of his fingers at Ryugamine's forehead.
Was he even aware that I was still here and still majorly pissed off? What was with the overly friendly chit-chat with my partner when he was guilty of a crime? His friend was a cop as well... He was too jolly, taking his current position into account.
"Oi, K-Kida-kun! L-Let go! I'm on duty now!" Ryugamine said. He was obviously flustered by the other kid's touchy-feely attitude. At least that much...
"Sorry, officer Mikado!" the Kida brat saluted jokingly, tilting his head to the side. "Should I be scared of you now?" he pulled out both of his wrists as if surrendering himself to be handcuffed.
"It's only your appearance that's different, isn't it, Kida-kun? I wouldn't recognise you with blond hair at all, but the moment you open your mouth..." Ryugamine-kun laughed, but the sound died in his throat when I used the occasion and swiftly handcuffed the Kida brat myself.
"Yeah, I'm simply terribly happy that you could talk with your friend, Ryugamine-kun, but the kiddo' isn't all roses and daisies exactly, so I will be taking him with me to the police station. Charged with theft." I announced curtly and moved to leave the alley, the boy left with no other choice but to follow me.
"T-Theft? K-Kida-kun...? That's why you had run after him?" Ryugamine asked disbelievingly.
"And what did you think? That I suddenly felt the need for a fucking marathon or decided to chase the kid for fun? He stole a purse from some woman's bag." I explained and resumed my walk.
"K-Kida-kun?" Ryugamine said in a weak, questioning voice.
"Y-Yeah... Sorry, Mikado... I think I will be actually going with this nice officer this time..." was Kida's meek reply.
Oh, was he embarrassed now? He should have thought before stealing from some innocent woman. Served him right!
"There's a patrol car near, so will be taking it to the police station. You can be excused, Ryugamine-kun. I'm going to take care of it from now." I informed him, but instead of a weak affirmation I was greeted with a determined expression on his face.
"I'm going with you. I want to hear the explanation."
"Okay..." I said, surprised by this sudden change. Besides, it shouldn't hurt anyone if he tagged along...
"How nice! So we will all be going like a big, happy family! Are you ready to take the role of the father, Mr Officer? I can't wait to see you in action!" a cheerful voice reached my ears.
I gritted my teeth. I forgot about the presence of this clown for a moment. And what a blissful moment that was...!
"You're not going anywhere, flea! I have no intention of spending a second longer in your irritating company than necessary. So... piss off and go back to the dirty ditch that you have certainly come from." I told him with fret.
"You're hurting my feelings, Mr Officer! And how can I not go? Don't say you want to let a criminal go free? I'm handing myself over to the hands of the police. Willingly! Those are some big hands that you've got there, by the way. I've always liked men with large hands..." he announced.
I turned my head to see him, baring my teeth in a hateful glare.
"Those big hands are going to break your skinny neck if you're not going to shut up! I don't care! You want to be arrested? My pleasure... Maybe they will beat you up in the cell; you're so fucking annoying... I will give them my regards later..." I spat in his direction and took a second pair of handcuffs from Ryugamine-kun, leaving him the Kida brat to handle.
I wouldn't have cared if they had decided to elope suddenly. My farewell, then... I wanted that day to end finally!
"Care to show me your hands, flea?" I asked, the handcuffs rattling in my grip.
"Oh, you're into bondage? Kinky! I didn't take you for that type. I think we have a bright future before us, Mr Officer... I'm starting to be really fond of you..." he teased in a lowered voice, wriggling his wrists in front of me.
I didn't say a word. I snapped the handcuffs. Tightly. A gasp of surprise reached my ears. Sweet melody...
"Quite forceful and domineering, aren't you? Are you like that in every aspect of your life? Alarmingly interesting..." he spoke, licking his lips. Was that aimed to be suggestive? It gave me goosebumps... Freakish pervert!
Trying my best not to look at him, I grasped him by the collar of his shirt and tugged forward. I wasn't going to be delicate or watchful. It was his own fucking fault for asking to be locked up in the first place... He was going to pay for that kind of impertinence!
We reached the patrol car in an unusually short period of time – me making them run rather than walk probably. The faster I escorted them to the police station, the better for my sanity. I was disquietingly close to suffocating the bastard. How was it...? Orihara Izaya? The name of the devil himself! Playing idiotic games when no-one was even interested in participating except him. He thought he was special, for sure... The only thing that was special about him was the unique ability to make me want to go berserk. And I've met him no more than an hour ago...
The moment we've reached the door of the police station was the happiest moment in my life. That flea didn't stop rattling the entire way, about things I was better off without hearing. Was he fixated on me or what...? First calling me 'cutie' and 'hottie', then that talk about my hands and in the car he was spewing shit about how broad my shoulders seemed in the uniform. If I could, I would have killed him on the spot, I swear! Yet there were too many eyes looking on us... and it wasn't my dream to be charged with murder. But boy, the thought sure was tempting...
I really couldn't comprehend how such a person could exist... He had his kicks from tormenting me verbally. I was ready to bet a large sum of money on that. Still, knowing it, I wasn't any closer to ignore the provocation completely. I just couldn't...
I wondered... Was he aware in what kind of light that talk of his showed him? I was a guy. He was a guy too, no matter how much he resembled a flea... Putting aside the fact of me hating him on the spot, he must have been kidding... And if he was to make even the smallest remark of the kind while we entered the building, no bone of his will be intact... There would be no end to idiotic jokes if that happened. Guys were horrible in that aspect. My tendency to use strength wouldn't stop them from bullying me...
Like a strange procession, we went inside and I led them up to the third floor. Part of me sighed in relief, seeing the familiar walls and floors. Close... so close to freedom for today. Just leave the two pests, write down their personal data and put them behind the bars for the night. The rest could be dealt with tomorrow... A shy smile tugging at my lips, I sat them before my desk and took the right forms to fill. One of the sheets of paper I gave to Ryugamine, who stood at my side silently.
"Go with your friend, guess it will be easier for you to fill, and faster that way... I have no intention of spending the night here. We'll leave them here after we're done with the paper work. There is a cell we can put them in, so no worries..." I smiled dryly at the couple on the other side of my desk.
"B-But... Heiwajima-kun... This is... We're in the homicide department... We shouldn't do it here... It was only a regular theft, r-right? On the ground floor... the-"
"Ryugamine-kun! I don't care about the protocol that much right now. A cell is a cell... The placement of it doesn't really matter. It's for one fucking night, so let them bare with it. And you can hand the papers to the right department when we're done. I don't care... I'll be off by then... Clear enough?" I asked irritably.
"H-hai..." he answered only and started filling his form.
I pinched the bridge of my nose and grabbed a pen. You will be at home soon, Shizuo. Calm down... I assured myself in my head. Yeah, I ought to think positive!
"Any document you have on you, give them to me. The same goes for the content of your pockets. It will be returned while you're released. If you will be released. Wouldn't put it past you to be a wanted rapist..." I said grimly.
"Ne~, Mr Officer... I can assure you, they are all willing." a smile was sent in my direction. "And there are no documents I have on me, sorry for the inconvenience... Though, when one tries to lure someone, shouldn't he try to learn about that person by himself? It's not nice to cheat, Mr Officer... Besides, I've always thought that the suspect was searched at the crime place. Were you afraid of putting your hands on me and losing control?" he asked in feigned innocence.
"How insightful of you..." I hissed through gritted teeth.
"For real? Now that sure was blunt for once. Are you opening up to me...?"
"The moment my hands touch you, you won't be able to move a single joint again! And I warrant you, it won't be pleasurable, flea!" I threatened.
"Why so insecure? I'm sure I can do something about your lack of experience if it's about that... And I assure you, it will be pleasurable..." he whispered, leaning in my direction.
That was the last straw. Fucking bastard!
I leaned into his direction, grabbed him harshly by the collar of his shirt and lifted, so that he was now partially on the desk.
"You... are a dead person." I hissed at him and lifted my free fist to wipe that smug look from his face.
"Heiwajima-kun!" a familiar voice shouted and my blow stopped midway.
Fuck! Tom-san... Couldn't he enter three seconds later?
"Put the man down. What was it exactly that you were going to do? It couldn't be that you wanted to hit him, right...?" he asked simply and I reluctantly loosened my grip on the flea, pushing him away. With just the additional bit of strength. So that he landed on the chair behind him with a loud 'thud'. Small pleasures were still pleasures...
"Tom-san, Konbanwa. We're holding those two for interrogation. A theft charge..." I explained, a little uncomfortable.
I made a promise to behave, at least in my head and it wasn't even a day that it was broken... Tom-san must have been disappointed in me and that made me regret my doings. To some extent. The louse deserved the harsh treatment!
"In that case, you must have mistaken the floors, Heiwajima-kun. But I'll put it on the account of it being your first day as a street officer." he looked at me meaningfully.
"Yes." I replied only and pushed away from the desk, ready to move to the ground floor.
"No. You'll stay, Heiwajima-kun. Ryugamine-kun, take care of the boy and the paper work downstairs. And for the future, don't let Heiwajima-kun frighten you to obedience. He wouldn't lay a hand on you, I'm sure. Isn't that right, Heiwajima-kun?"
"Of course not." I replied stiffly.
I didn't like the current development of events. Was I to be finally fired from the job? What Tom-san had in mind? And why was he speaking only about the kid and not mentioning the other guy? He wanted me to apologise to him first? There was no way I would do this! I preferred being unemployed in that case...
I didn't even notice the moment that Ryugamine left with the Kida person, so caught up in my own thoughts. So? That was it? I was going to be fired because of that arrogant shit that I've met today by chance? Just great!
"Well, now that we're alone, I believe we can talk without any problematic interruptions." Tom-san announced. "But first, uncuff Orihara-san, Heiwajima-kun."
My opened jaw must have touched the floor when I heard it. What? Uncuff? And more importantly, Orihara-san? How the heck Tom-san knew the pest? And to address him Orihara-san? Was he really a former criminal? Though, Tom-san wouldn't call him like that then, would he? What was going on? What the fuck was going on?
"How the hell do you know this bastards name? And why should I uncuff him? He confessed into taking part in the theft that took place and he is to be questioned. I have no reasons to treat him differently than a usual criminal!" I said in a raised voice, not caring if I sounded rude at that point.
"Fine, great... Orihara-san? Would you mind explaining the situation to me?" Tom-san asked, ignoring me.
Was I repeating myself? I didn't care? What the hell was happening?
"Ah... I'm sorry Tanaka-san. I must confess that he isn't fabricating the truth... I've indeed told him I am responsible for Kida-kun's actions and partially it's true. In the sense that Kida-kun knows about my past and some things about the present me and is... as if to say... attached to my persona. You're aware of how the things are, am I right? Well, he is the part of them. I'm bound to silence, am I not? The boy doesn't know the whole truth and I cannot enlighten him. That's why I didn't stop him and to some point maybe even encouraged him. I must maintain a certain opinion, ne~?" the flea said in a calm voice, a smile on his face. He looked as if he was on a business meeting in a hotel and not handcuffed in a police building.
"I understand. However, it isn't wise to draw attention to yourself like that, and especially police officer's attention. Only a small circle of people is in on the situation and it's the best to stay that way. We won't be able to continue if that's to reoccur..."
"Well said, Tanaka-san. Though, mind the fact that some of your workers are... ill-tempered, if I can define it that way. I was merely trying to focus the attention of the hungry beast on myself instead of the poor frightened boy..."
Were they going to talk as if I wasn't even in the room? The hell if they were! What was that talk about the 'situation' and the hazy explanations? Why the fuck were they talking like equals? And the flea had no right to talk about me so freely!
"Cut the crap, flea! So nice and polite now? You weren't so serious a moment ago. You think that that silvery tongue of yours can pull off bullshit like that? After my dead body! You're the one who provoked the fucking situation in the first place! If not for being an accomplice in theft, I can charge you for fucking sexual harassment towards my persona!" I shouted.
I could feel my face getting hot from anger, trying my best to get a grip on myself before I started throwing things.
And what that flea did?
Laughed. He fucking laughed into my face! It was Tom-san's voice again that stopped me from massacring the bastard's face.
"Calm down, Shizuo. It's no use to resort to violence. The situation we have here is rather... delicate and fragile..." his hand on my shoulder held me in place. Mentally. I respected him and it was the only reason I restrained myself. Barely...
"You better make him shut up, because I can't vouch for myself..." I declared, once again through gritted teeth.
Tom-san sighed loudly and turned to look at the source of my misery.
"Orihara-san, be so kind and withhold from unnecessary behaviours. I know quite well how... friendly you can be when you find a person's reactions... amusing, but it's not the right person to try it with."
Was Tom-san asking him? Who the hell was that guy?
"Shizuo, I'm really sorry, but I need you to uncuff Orihara-san."
My brow twitched. Was there an end to my anger today or I was going to blow up from having to bottle most of it inside? It was all impossibly fuc-
"There is no need for that, Tom-san. I used the time of our little chit-chat to solve the problem by myself." his words interrupted my thoughts.
I looked at him and saw him whirling the handcuffs around one of his fingers, his wrists free. What...? How...?
"Ah... I see... Then I think it's time for you to leave. I will escort you to the door. You can go home too, Shizuo. Rest, relax... It will do you good." Tom-san said to me and motioned for my new hate object to leave.
"Huh?" I uttered somewhat stupidly. I just couldn't believe it was happening... They were going to leave... Just like that? Without a proper explanation, after everything that took place and all the hidden insults aimed at me? I was just to let it go...?
"Ah, I'm sorry, but it seems that this is the end of our meeting today. A shame... I started to like you, Heiwajima Shizuo-kun... Or should I call you... Shizu-chan...?" the pest asked in a sweet voice and was fast to disappear from the room.
A few minutes passed before I was able to move or think again, my head blank with hate and anger. I looked down and saw that one of my fists was covered in splinters. Huh?
Oh... I guess I needed a new desk...