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The older boy flew back with a crash, pinned against the wall with a metal chair that Shizuo threw in a fit of rage. Dark haired boy was in shock as he watched Shizuo heave for air as he watched him with eyes filled with rage. The dark haired boy smiled sadistically as he laughed at him.
"Look at this, Kisuke, the flea got himself a little guard dog." The boy spat addressing the other one that was standing a bit further, looking unsurely at Shizuo.
"Yeah, I guess he did, Ran." The boy named Kisuke chuckled weakly as Shizuo's angry gaze settled on him.
"You worried about your master, dog? Why don't you go by his side and whine for him a little. Maybe wag your tail or go and fetch him a stick? You idiot, nobody survives by being somebody's dog around here. It was the time we got rid of that little pest; get that through your head." Ran cackled, getting up with a slight wobble.
"You wana die?" Shizuo growled his clenching his fists by his sides.
"I don't think you have guts to do it, dog." Ran spat out with malice, his smile growing wider when Shizuo gripped another chair.
Ran swiftly slid out of the Shizuo's range and made his way to Izaya, gripping the younger and half unconscious boy and holding him up like a human shield.
"Go on, dog. Throw that my way. But if you do, your little master is sure to die. He ain't holding up so good over here" Ran cackled, enjoying Shizuo's pissed off expression.
"Shizu…chan?" Izaya mumbled, opening his eyes groggily.
"Oh how cute! He even has a little pet name for you. Will Shizu-chan be a good little doggy and put the chair down?" Ran smiled, holding Izaya firmly in place.
Shizuo growled in rage, his body desperately wanting to launch that chair into that smug grin, but his mind telling him that probably wouldn't be such a good idea. He watched as Izaya's expression grew from confused to straight out terrified and he felt a pang of guilt, thinking of how the younger one was now scared of him.
"Shizu-chan!" Izaya screamed.
Shizuo's eyes grew wide. Izaya wasn't afraid of him; he called for him, trying to struggle away from Ran. Izaya was afraid of Ran. Izaya cried out when Ran drew him closer, so close that anyone who wasn't paying attention would think that the older boy was comfortingly hugging the younger one. But Ran's smile proved otherwise as he cackled at Izaya's desperate attempts to escape. Ran looked at Shizuo, grinning wildly and licked Izaya's ear, nibbling at its top, his eyes glued to the other boy the whole time.
Izaya's distressed sob was enough for Shizuo to launch into another fit of rage, this time throwing the chair aside and going in to settle the score personally.
"Let him go, NOW!" He yelled as he grabbed Izaya's shoulders, his strength enough to rip him out of Ran's hands.
Izaya immediately latched on, scared out of his mind. Shizuo felt Izaya's heart beat fast and scared as distressed sobs shook his body. He hugged the younger boy closer, protecting him from Ran's malicious glare as he glared back, ready to punch the older boy at any provocation at all.
"Good dog, coming right up to save his master. You want a treat for that?" Ran mocked and Shizuo growled, pushing Izaya of and launching himself on to Ran, kicking and punching and receiving the same.
"Hey, what is going on here? Break it up you two! Now!" the harsh voice interrupted and Shizuo yelled in pain as electric shock passed through his body.
He felt a pair of hands around him and he was dragged away from Ran, who was experiencing the same treatment. The man in a uniform and with a rifle over his shoulder looked at him in anger as the two boys were pushed in front of him.
"Alright what is going on here, you brats?!" He spat, piercing them with his eyes.
"He tried to kill Izaya." Shizuo yelled out in rage.
"Tried to kill him? Don't be an idiot, I would kill him if you haven't been a stupid little dog and interrupted me!" Ran yelled back.
"So number five, should have been dead?" The man asked.
"If I haven't helped him, he would be!" Shizuo yelled, completely oblivious of Ran's smirk.
"Very well then." The man said and pulled out his rifle turning towards Izaya.
"Hey what are you doing?!" Shizuo yelled in surprise, as Ran cackled in delight next to him.
"Don't you know the rules yet, brat? We have no use of those who can't defend themselves. If you can't defend yourself then you are of no use to us and number five proved that he can't so it's his time to die." The man spoke monotonously.
Shizuo watched as Izaya's eyes grew wide as rifle turned his way and he scrambled back in fear, falling down and keeping on retreating like that in crab movements. His back hit the wall and he released a small whimper when the rifle found its place on his neck. The gun was pushed up tilting Izaya's head upwards to face his executor. Boy's eyes were wide and full of tears, begging the man not to pull the trigger.
"Such a shame. You really are a pretty one; maybe we could have sold you into the black market, since you are so unfit for original purpose. I bet that some fat pervert with a fetish for little boys like you would pay a bunch just to have you as his pet. Such a shame. But we need to make an example out of you don't we now." The man smiled wickedly, pressing the rifle harder against Izaya's throat; "Say bye-bye, bastard."
A laud bang echoed through the silent room as everybody shook in fear at the act committed.
Author's notes: Is this a cliffhanger? Did I just write a cliffy? Oh and sorry for writing Izaya all scared and stuff, but I mean he is six, give the kid a break. Review it gets me inspired just like cake.