Shizzy agreed to it but already was he having second thoughts. The Izayas worked fast and stripped a grumpy Shizuo in no time. They ran a bath and poured some bubbly liquid into the water that turned it pinkish, a really nifty thing they were dying to try.
"Shizzy, you soap him up!"
"What? Why?"
Izaya crossed his arms and tsked.
"We can't do it ourselves, we're not strong enough and it would be weird. I'm sure Shizuo would prefer if you did it."
Shizzy did not exactly see the need for a bath but the sweet scent emanating from the water was making him rather dizzy. He hauled Shizuo into the bathtub and right away Izaya handed him a sponge and some soap.
"Bloody hell…"
Shizuo splashed around but the alcohol coupled with the weird bubbles robbed him of his strength. He could see the Izayas glowering and he wanted to smash them into smithereens. Shizzy hesitated. He was afraid of being bitten to death. At length he began sponging Shizuo, leaving a foamy trail on his broad chest. So far so good and then Shizuo simply pulled him into the tub with him and Shizzy nearly had a heart attack.
"What're you doing?"
"What are you doing, bloody hell."
Shizzy was on top of Shizuo and the bubbles were all around. He could hear the Izayas giggling.
"It was Izzy's idea!"
Shizzy knew that this was a bad idea just by looking into Shizuo's darkening face that was now far too close for comfort.
"Eh? And you do whatever the louses tell you?"
"Eek! No! But-"
"Screw you too! If you're gonna act like a little bitch, I'll treat you like a little bitch."
Shizzy turned to the Izayas for support but they were happily sitting on chairs (taken from the living room, of course) and one of them sported a recording camera (state of the art, bought with Shizzy's wages).
"Don't you mind us, Shizzy!"
"What he said!"
Shizuo gave no warning, he simply doubled Shizzy over on the tub, shredded his brand new pants and tossed out his underwear. Shizzy did try to flee and he might have accomplished it since Shizuo was somewhat groggy were it not for Izzy neatly applying the pink fluffy handcuffs to his wrists.
"Izzy, you're supposed to help me!"
"Now, now, Shizzy. It's all about trying out new things."
"Besides, tops that bottom improve considerably."
"Really?"
"Oh yes, I read it in Scientific American."
Shizzy would have disputed this but his mind was completely blank as Shizuo pried into him and non-ceremoniously gave him a hard thrust. To add to the surreal atmosphere the Izayas were watching closely and one of them was recording the whole thing. Shizzy blinked away tears. Shizuo occasionally spouted some nonsense about louses, whores, bloody hells and other things that made precious little sense. Then again Shizzy barely heard anything apart from the slashing of water, the searing pain that burnt his insides was severe.
Now, Heiwajima Shizzy was a good guy. But there is only so much a man can take and today his limit was taxed to the extreme. As a result he ended up snapping the cuffs and pinning down a rather drunk Shizuo. The weird bubbles were also having their effect on him. His voice was dangerously low as he spoke:
"You destroyed my property, assaulted me, drank my alcohol, had sex on my bed, repeatedly insulted me and my boyfriend- and I'll have a word with you later, Izzy- and I tried to be cool about it. But I draw the line at rape. In. My. Own. Bath. Tub."