Class C roster (Izaya's):- Mikado-kun, Masaomi-kun, Shizu-chan, Masaki-chan, Kai-chan, Mori-chan, Asuka-kun, Kai-kun, Tomo-kun, Chiaki-kun, Maki-kun, Azaki-chan, Ai-chan, Kuni-kun, Kan-chan, Go-kun, Nao-chan, Yuki-kun, Katsu-chan, Yasu-kun, Shiko-chan, Taki-kun, Kin-chan, Sei-chan, Masa-chan, Yoshi-kun, Taka-chan, Shichi-kun, Hiro-chan, Nori-kun, Tai-chan.
31 students
Eighth class
Shizuo groaned blindly swatting at the alarm clock repetitively beeping away. His hand swiped through thin air but the noise stopped. So he rolled over snuggled up in the covers and went back to sleep.
"Hey!" Someone tugged at the covers. Shizuo swatted them away sensing it was still early. "Practice time." Now he definitely didn't want to wake up. Suspension or expulsion sounded pretty good, at least he wouldn't have to deal with Izaya everyday.
"Masaomi, leave him alone."
"Sure if he wants to get molested by that bastard!"
"Its four in the morning."
"Enough time to figure out what he's up to."
Shizuo groaned rolling out of bed and cracking his head against the bedside table. With a sigh he sat up and climbed back on the bed. Morning person he was not. "I'm up."
"Dude, you okay?"
"Hah? I'm fine." Shizuo scratched his bed hair out of his face and looked at the other two in his room. They were starting to look like a permanent fixture. Both of them were staring at him so he smothered a yawn and decided to stay awake. "What's first?"
Mikado still staring blinked taking a seat at the end of his bed. Again Kasuka had leant them his pyjamas. "We know the topic is erogenous zones but we don't want to fall into a trap."
"Trap?" Shizuo asked wiping the sleepy dust from his eyes. They kept their voices low not wanting to wake the rest of the house.
"It's what that bastard does." The blond sighed deciding he wanted to pace instead. "You can never tell if his advice is genuine. Last year he told us to think about kissing. Everyone went home and kissed. Apart from us they all had swollen lips. That bastard stood laughing until he moved on with the lesson. It had nothing to do with kissing."
"The opposite is true too." Mikado spoke even quieter than him. "That's why we'll help identify your weakness or weaknesses, so when something does happen you won't be caught out."
Masaomi sighed scratching the back of his neck. "Alright take your top off. You alright with us doing this?"
Shizuo already had his top over his head. "I don't have much choice. Last time was-"
"I know." Mikado patted his shoulder in sympathy.
The blond snorted. "Like fuck you do mister 'I've never been class pet'. Balls in my ass."
Mikado nodded. "Yeah. Let's not forget the foot-"
"Nope! That is long forgotten." The blond launched across the bed at his friend.
Shizuo watched how they interacted with each other, so carefree and happy bursting with energy. He'd never been that way because he was too serious and his brother didn't smile or look like he was having fun. Could he be like them? Playfully grabbing limbs without fear of breaking them.
Looking down at his open hands he already knew the answer, just like he knew he could put an end to Izaya's games in a single act of violence. But that meant letting his parents down. That he couldn't do. Apart from an old friend back in middle school Shizuo hadn't had anyone apart from his family. And now there were two more people he wanted to protect. Already he'd failed miserably.
"Don't think you'll get away." The blond whispered across the bed. Shizuo looked up in time to see the pair barrelling for him. He caught them with ease like two naughty little children. Holding the backs of their pyjamas, Shizuo lifted them up.
"That is so cool!" The blond grinned straightening his legs.
"You really are strong." The class rep whispered in awe. Shizuo looked away from his deep blue eyes filled with more than just curiosity.
With a small sigh he lowered the pair to the bed. "You should definitely go into childcare. You'd be a pro." Masaomi gave him a thumbs up. "Alright let's get on with this."
Shizuo sat still wondering what he was supposed to be doing. The blond poked his chest circling his left nipple.
"Feel anything?"
"Not really." Shizuo responded. Mikado tried the other one. Both of them sighed in relief. Next they touched the back of his neck. Again he felt nothing and let them know.
"Lift your arm." Masaomi tapped his shoulder giving him a teasing grin. "You realise if you feel anything from this you're a pervert?"
Shizuo paused in lifting his arm. Mikado rolled his eyes glancing at his friend. "Says the one that has a toe fetish."
"You can talk navel boy."
Both of them glared, blushed and grinned keeping their laughter quiet. Then they poked his armpit. Shizuo looked at them blankly.
"Okay. Navel next." The blond slapped Mikado's back urging him forward. The teen circled his belly button with a finger. "All clear. Ears."
The blond touched his ear and Shizuo shivered. "Ah fuck." Masaomi swore. "Well your ears are one and there's bloody two of them."
"It's not that bad." Mikado whispered quietly. "Next is genitals."
"Skip that one." Masaomi slapped Mikado's reaching hand away. "We'll touch you and if you feel it the same as your ears let us know."
Shizuo nodded letting Mikado rub circles in the crease of his elbow before moving onto his abdomen. Masaomi moved in rubbing a hand along his thigh and drawing the same circles in the crease of his knee. The pair moved down to his feet which he laid out allowing them to touch. The blond ran a finger along the bottom of his foot. It tickled but didn't feel good. Mikado poked and rubbed his toes.
"Congratulations, you're normal." Mikado whispered giving him a small smile at the blond's expense.
"We're not done yet." Shizuo held out his hand when instructed letting his friends touch his hands and stroke his fingers. "Cool. Looks like it's just your ears."
"Shizuo-kun, turn over." Mikado spoke after a few moments. Thinking again no doubt. Still he did as asked laying on his belly. One of them ran a finger down his spine touching his lower back. Shizuo jolted slightly. He didn't need to ask to know he was sensitive there too.
"Two. Three if you count each ear. That's not bad." The blond shrugged.
Shizuo rolled back over and sat up. "Finished?"
"Yeah. We've identified your weaknesses. Now you just need to keep them hidden." The blond groaned. "Shouldn't be too hard as it's you."
Shizuo nodded dragging himself off the bed and taking the first shower. He was already wide awake so there was no hope in going back to sleep, only the oncoming dread of seeing Izaya again today.
x-x-x
"Shizuo, your father and Kasuka have already left. Mikado, Masaomi sit down and eat your breakfast."
Shizuo looked at his two friends doing as his mother said. They looked more than happy eating at the table.
"Your lunches are here." His mother set the boxes on the counter. "Have a good day and don't be late."
Shizuo caught a kiss on his cheek before his mother was back to bustling around the house and getting herself ready for work. He sat down joining his friends at the table.
"Woah. Does you mom adopt?" The blond asked.
"Hasn't she already?" Mikado deadpanned. "We've been here practically everyday."
"That's because we're her son's tutors."
Mikado's lips twitched. "Me maybe. You...With your grades?"
Masaomi clutched his chest flinching back dramatically. "The burn! It hurts so much."
The three of them smiled but as always with the subject of Izaya, things became more solemn. "I wonder what's happened to Kuni-kun." Mikado mused quietly.
"Who?" Shizuo asked.
"The guy you smashed a window for."
"Oh."
"Hm." The blond stared at him. "Just checking. But you do remember our names don't you?"
"Mikado and Masaomi."
Masaomi grinned leaning back and tucking into his breakfast with gusto. "Cool. Do you remember our teacher's name?" Was asked through a mouthful of food.
Shizuo shuddered. Like he could forget. "Izaya."
"So it's not just people you like, it's those that make a strong impression." Mikado said studying him. Shizuo wasn't sure he liked being given so much attention.
x-x-x
"Oh, Ryugamine-kun!"
All three of them stopped and looked back at the teacher who had called the teen.
"I'll catch up." Mikado told them walking over at a brisk pace. Shizuo frowned watching the pair talk. It looked to be a long conversation, the two of them walking further away.
"What the hell is he up to now?" The blond grumbled. "He never stays out of trouble."
Shizuo shrugged. It could be about anything. They were in the final year. Grades were hugely important. It didn't stop the queasy feeling his belly.
x-x-x
Shizuo found out what would happen if he forgot his gym clothes. One kid had come to class in his uniform because he'd either forgotten his gym kit or it had been stolen, he hadn't been paying attention. Now the kid sat in his white y fronts looking embarrassed.
"First things first." Izaya wrote a word on the board chalk tapping away. "Molesting. What is it? Yoshi-kun?"
"Uh touching someone with out their permission."
"Sexual harassment." Izaya clarified. "Unfortunately Sei-chan won't be joining us today. Yesterday after school he was molested on the way home. His parents are in talks with the police. The school has decided to give him time to recover. As such I have been asked to warn you about the dangers of walking home alone. Make sure you are with a friend, stay aware of your surroundings, don't be lost within a crowd on the train. If you feel something wrong speak up and alert as many people as you can. If you need me to explain any of this further, wait behind at the end of the lesson."
The board was erased. Izaya turned to face them. "As you may be aware another of your classmates was here this morning and left after first period. Kuni-kun has been suspended for the next two weeks for property damage to the school, threatening violence against a teacher and behaviour issues."
Shizuo tried not to glance at the class rep, as did the blond across from him. They'd agreed not to do anything. Maybe it was just a coincidence, or someone else said something. Mikado had spoken to the teacher but hadn't told them what it was about.
"Class pet today will be Nori-chan for forgetting his gym kit." Izaya waved in the almost naked teen's direction. "Feel free to do as you wish." The psychopath grinned. "Now on with the lesson."
Everyone shuffled back in their seat. "For your homework I told you to think about erogenous zones. Key word there is think." Izaya chuckled. "So I hope none of you were playing around with them because you'd be at a serious disadvantage."
Shizuo looked around the circle seeing all the crestfallen and worried faces. Again his two friends had saved his butt. Letting out a long sigh he opened his hand into a crescent banged it gently on his knee once and dragged it towards him. Their code for thank you. The other two held their palms to the side and moved them up and down. Their code for you're welcome.
"Now then, today we're going to have a little competition." Izaya skipped around the circle commanding attention. "The prize is exemption from class on Friday." Now all eyes were locked on their teacher, ears strained. "Everyone get into pairs. Today you can choose your own."
Shizuo looked at the two empty seats and paled. There were 29. Odd numbers again. "Shizu-chan, you're with me." Of course he was. But really he hadn't expected any different. "Move your chairs around and sit where you'd like. Shizu-chan, my desk."
Shizuo sighed getting up and leaving his chair where it was. The desk again. Hopefully Izaya wouldn't chain him up again. Thankfully their teacher wasn't paying attention to him and addressed the rest of the class.
"In each pair I want someone to raise a hand." Izaya instructed. Shizuo swallowed watching a sea of hands raise. Mikado's stayed down. "Good. You'll be the challengers. Your role is to beat your partner. If you succeed you'll move onto your next challenge. If you fail your partner does. Your job is to choose one erogenous zone and use it to make your partner come. You cannot touch more than one spot once you've made up your mind. If I catch you doing so you'll be disqualified. Begin."
Shizuo flinched as Izaya rounded the desk snapping the manacles down over his wrists and moving onto securing his legs. "Now where could Shizu-chan's sweet spot be?" Their teacher mused looking at him with hungry eyes. Shizuo fidgeted in his spot. Long cold fingers delicately brushed his bangs behind his ear. Fighting a shiver the teen forced himself to remain calm.
Thankfully his lower back was hard to get to because of his position, the only thing he had to defend was his ears. "Do you have a fetish or one of the normal spots?" Izaya leaned over whispering directly into his ear. "Maybe you like having your toes sucked or the bottom of your feet licked." Shizuo shivered. "Do you like having your nipples played with? Do you like coming like a girl?"
Shizuo swallowed trying to keep an eye around the classroom. "Or maybe the nape, hm? Such a delicate place." Izaya continued whispering brushing a lock of hair on the other side. "Or perhaps your navel? Do you like having your belly button tongue fucked? No, you like this don't you?" Izaya's tongue flicked out against his inner ear. Shizuo shivered letting out a groan. "Shizu-chan likes having his ears played with." Izaya's fingers caressed the shell moving down to pinch the lobe. His tongue played with the other one, tracing the shape inside. Shizuo groaned again feeling his underwear become tighter.
Izaya's teeth nipped lightly at the shell scraping them against his skin. Shizuo shuddered violently gasping. Izaya's tongue traced down teeth nipping at the lobe in a short sharp tug. His dick hardened painfully. Izaya paid no attention to it attacking his sweet spot without mercy.
Shizuo fought back a moan but Izaya had him. Again. Damn it. His ears felt red and heated too big under Izaya's touch yet it wasn't over. Shizuo's eyelids slipped shut, his torso slumping forward against Izaya's flimsy chest. "You lose Shizu-chan." Izaya whispered licking his ear. "Come."
He didn't want to. Shizuo groaned tilting his head so their teacher could go deeper. He felt the wet squidgyness plug his hole squeezing inside. Shizuo shuddered moaning against Izaya's chest. His cock felt full to burst pushing against him. It was a wave he was trying to push down and failing miserably.
"No." The teen breathed pressing his thighs together. Izaya looked down at him in mock pity leaving his ears tingle under the man's touches. Just as the feeling subsided Izaya leaned forward working on his other ear.
"Shizu-chan, you've already lost."
Shizuo gasped moaning as he came, his head flopping forward in defeat. The manacles lifted releasing him from the desk. Shamed he stood up feeling the wet stickiness inside his pants. Izaya had beat him. Again.
"Time's up!" Izaya called out. Everyone froze.
Shizuo moved back to his chair disorientated, hating himself for the high he was slowly coming down from. His body had played traitor again.
"Masa-chan, you are disqualified. For those that won pair up with someone else. For those that lost line up against the wall and play audience."
Shizuo dragged his chair over and slumped down. "It's good you lost." Mikado whispered. Shizuo winced covering his sensitive ears. "Sorry."
So the class rep had lost. The other half of their class was in position playing rock paper scissors to see who played challenger. Izaya he noticed was leaning against the desk watching. It looked like he'd withdrawn to make the numbers even. Seven pairs remaining and their friend was one.
"Begin."
A sharp cry drew the attention of their line. Shizuo looked down seeing the naked kid. His underwear had been taken away. Mikado's hand rested on his thigh and squeezed in warning. "Don't. He's the class pet."
Shizuo's mouth dropped open watching four in the line surround the guy who looked smaller than Mikado. They were biting and touching. The kid was crying. Mikado squeezed his thigh again. "Look away."
Feeling sick he did so. The blond was on the other end now, pushed to the floor. His partner was pulling off Masaomi's indoor shoes and socks. In the other pairings someone was having their nipples pinched, one kid was having their armpit licked and another was pushed down being given a handjob. Only one of the pairings were kissing.
"That's Nao-chan." Mikado answered before he asked. "Best kisser in the class. Unfortunately his sensitive spot is in his mouth. It will be him against Masaomi in the final."
Shizuo stayed focused on the blond blocking out what was happening at the end of the line. Class pet didn't just mean Izaya's plaything. Now he saw why Masaomi didn't want Mikado earning that title. The class would tear the class rep apart.
The kid pushing the blond down was sucking on their friend's toes and Masaomi looked bored. The kid sucked harder stroking the bottom of the blond's foot.
"Katsu-chan disqualified. Time is up."
Masaomi looked over at them with a cheeky grin and held up a wet foot wiggling his toes. Fourteen became seven and Izaya rejoined the remaining pair. Thankfully their friend was with the nipple pinching kid.
Shizuo mistakenly glanced at the bottom of the line. The biggest of the group held the kid's arms like a weight. Two held the kid's legs and one- "Don't look." Mikado whispered. "You can't help."
The thing was that he could. But that would make him vulnerable to both Izaya and the rest of his class. After what their teacher had done he was surprised to see his classmates do it so easily to someone else. Surprised and disappointed. But now he knew it wasn't just Izaya he had to watch out for. Shizuo had a feeling the next time he was named class pet, he wouldn't get off so lightly as he did the first time around.
Shizuo looked up seeing the blond pinching the kid's nipples. Next to him Mikado explained. "Tai-chan is a bit dim. He thinks everyone is the same so attacks his own erogenous zone. Masaomi has won his one."
The class rep was right. Izaya called time and the blond moved away in disgust. Eight became four, unluckily Masaomi drew the short straw straw and ended up with their teacher as his partner. Worse still was the revelation that he'd be on the receiving end.
Mikado didn't look panicked. Shizuo showed enough of that for both of them. Besides it was easier to concentrate on his friend rather than the poor kid not far away from them. His own moral compass was spinning out of control. His classmates were both victims and criminals.
Masaomi was in Izaya's lap on one of the left over chairs, gym pants around his ankles with one hand on his cock. The blond looked pretty bored staring in their direction.
"It works two ways." Mikado whispered to him. "If you play with a sensitive spot it can become more sensitive but if you overdo it, the spot will become numb. You won't feel anything at all. That's what Masaomi has done. He's been training his body to become numb against sex. After all he only cares about Mikajima-chan so he'll probably never sleep with anyone again. Not willingly anyway."
Shizuo watched frustration flicker across Izaya's features. Masaomi yawned raising a hand to cover his mouth. For a moment Shizuo thought Izaya would break his own rules. Instead time was called and then it was two.
Exactly as the class rep had called it. Masaomi and the kissing kid were the last ones. Mikado sat back and smiled into his hand, deep blue eyes twinkling. "It's over. Looks like we're on our own again on Friday."
Shortly after the match begun it was ended. The blond grabbed the kid and smashed their mouths together all teeth and tongue. Shizuo watched as the kid was devoured falling to his knees. Masaomi went in for the kill instead of leaving space to breathe.
The kid didn't stand a chance and Masaomi was declared the winner. "Masaomi-kun, you can go home straight after period four on Friday. The rest of you go and clean yourselves up. Don't forget to walk with your friends, there are bad humans around."
The blond snorted leading the way out. "Yeah, we're being taught by one."
Shizuo was one of the last out taking a glance at the naked kid curled up and shaking on the floor. He flinched when Izaya crouched down in front of the kid. "Your friends were mean to you, ne? It's alright they've gone."
The kid was in tears flinging his arms around their teacher. Shizuo's brow furrowed watching the exchange. Izaya helped the kid stand holding him close. Their eyes met causing a shudder. "Shizu-chan, was there something you wanted?"
"...no." Shaking his head he left the classroom feeling useless. He was as bad as the kids that did it. He'd been there but hadn't done a thing.
"You're taking your time." The blond grinned pushing him along. The class rep as always was with him. "The bell is about to ring. Let's hurry and get our stuff."
Shizuo nodded glancing back at the classroom. "Shizuo!" Masaomi called already ahead.
The changing room was bustling full of laughter as if their class had finally come alive. Everyone spent the whole day in misery except for Thursdays. As soon as seeing Izaya was done for the day they all showed their true colours.
"I never thought stealing his uniform would work out so well." Shizuo tensed opening his locker.
"Who else should we have as class pet?" It was the small group that has raped Nori-chan. Shizuo swallowed down bile taking out his bag and changing into his trainers. "We all know Mikado-kun is on borrowed time."
Shizuo gave a low growl. Mikado was right next to him, the blond tensed on the other side.
"Or how about we finally break the bodyguard?"
Masaomi slung his back over his shoulder. "Let's go."
"Or we could break in their pet. Shizu-chan comes from having his ears ruffled."
Laughter flowed throughout. Shizuo clenched his fist.
"All bark and no bite this one. Someone get a muzzle on it."
"Have you plugged their asses yet or is the other way around? You look like a bitch."
"Shizuo no!"
He lunged seeing red and both his friends grabbed an arm each trying to hold him back.
"Looks like he needs a leash first."
Laughter filled his ears. His friends struggled to hold him and Shizuo vaguely realised he wasn't shaking them off because they would get hurt. The group of idiots didn't know that getting in his face. One of them touched his ears pinching and pulling.
"Does that get you off?" The kid sneered.
"Yasu-kun, knock it off!" Masaomi yelled.
"Shizuo-kun, calm down." Mikado pleaded.
"Yeah, heel Shizu-chan. Roll over." The kid licked his cheek and spat at his feet. They were the last to leave the changing room laughing all the way.
His friends released him and Shizuo's fist went straight into the nearest locker smashing it clean against the wall. His shoulders bunched stuck in his little moment of rage.
"I told you. That bastard cultivates monsters. Everyone in that class deserves all they get."
Shizuo waited for the red haze to go down. "Even you two?" He asked quietly checking the crescent marks that littered his palms.
"...No way. We're just unlucky enough to have caught that bastard's attention."
x-x-x
"I'm home." Shizuo called pulling off his trainers.
"Welcome back. Are your friends with you?" His mother called from the kitchen.
"No." He'd left them at the crossroads needing alone time.
"That's a shame. Dinner will be ready in ten."
"Thanks." Shizuo trudged up the stairs dragging his back behind him.
"Shizuo, how was your day?" His father asked from the bathroom.
"Fine." In his room he slammed the door and flopped face first onto the bed.
The door opened moments later. It wasn't his mother or father. Kasuka. His brother closed the door and sat at the top of his bed. "Bad day?"
"Yeah."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Shizuo stayed silent. He couldn't involve his brother in his problem. Who knows what would happen if Izaya found out.
"Nii-san?"
"...I saw something bad and I didn't do anything about it." Shizuo mumbled into the covers.
"That's a first." Kasuka said. "You didn't get angry?"
Shizuo lifted his head. His brother looked stylish as usual embracing his modelling career. "I did. Masaomi and Mikado held me back."
"Your friends didn't want you to help?" Kasuka didn't sound judgemental, it was only a question.
"I don't know." Shizuo grumbled.
"Maybe they were trying to help."
"I know." Shizuo sighed. "It just doesn't feel right."
"Nii-san, do what you feel is right. Your friends aren't scared of you. You've never caved to bullies. Cheer up or mom will know there's something wrong."
Shizuo nodded hearing Kasuka leave. "Kasuka, I'm stuck in a class full of rapists." He whispered into the sheets. Shizuo didn't want to eat. He wanted to throw up and purge himself of what he'd seen. The image of the poor kid was burned in his mind.
With a defeated sigh the teen dragged himself from the bed and reached for his school bag. He needed to wash his underwear before his mother found out. Izaya's class was the only one where it was mandatory to bring a change of underwear. On the bed his phone rang. It was Mikado. Shizuo turned away as he had done in class today and pretended nothing was happening. Today he'd been fully inducted into what Izaya's class was really about. For once he wasn't a monster.
A/N:- Next chapter a golden rule is broken.
