HEY you all!

Oh oh oh...

The chapters name is russian... ,any lines are writen in russian... BUT I DON't KNOW EVEN A SINGLE RUSSIAN WORD (only "Nastrov'ye")!

So my dictionary had to do. Hope you won't have too many problems reading it^^

Let me know when you're done.

ATTENTION: I do not own DRRR! and only use the characters to take you on a little journey through my fantasies... That's the reason for rating M!

So, have fun and leave any comments if you want to! I look forward to it °-^

Chapter 11 – Боль из прошлого (Bol' iz proshlogo)

Hastily he was running through the streets. He ran into every single alley he knew so he wouldn't miss any of them. But no matter where he looked he couldn't find him.

"Damn it! Izaya where are you?!" he screamed inside, trying to concentrate on his way instead of throwing things around in despair and anger.

He felt strange and that wasn't at least just caused by the pain from his head or from his stomach… more from his heart. He felt so empty after what this bastard had done to him last night. After all he did it six times.

Now the raven was lying on the cold floor, that was still wet from his several body liquids. He sighed deeply and sobbed.

"Oh, did you miss me that much?" a sudden voice asked.

Izaya flinched by hearing the voice and crawled up against the wall behind him.

He heard an evil chuckling and then felt a hand brushing through his hair.

"Oh my dear beauty. How I've missed you."

Izaya tried not to make some noises. After he had given this man a sound of disgust he had raped him. Every time when the information broker had said or done something that he doesn't liked this man had hurt him.

"I've brought something for you. I guess if you'll see then you will remember me finally."

Izaya really wanted to answer something but decided to keep quiet.

So the man continued. Izaya could tell by his voice that he was grinning widely.

"So now. I have a picture here. A photo of you and me."

Izaya stopped. "Him and me? That means I really do have to know him…" he thought.

And before he was able to think even more about it a light blinked up. It was a cell phone display that was showing a picture. The small light hurt his eyes badly. After all it has been that dark the whole time he was here and so Izaya was wondering if this guy was wearing a night vision device or something…

After his eyes were able to look at the picture he froze.

There on the display he saw two smiling faces, both familiar to him. The left was him and next to him…

"Ni-…Ni…kita?!"

"Ugadayte . YA rad videt' vas snova ... moy dorogoy drug."

Izaya's eyes widened. He couldn't believe it!

Suddenly the lights turned on and now he could see him. Standing there in front of him was no one else than his past friend Nikita Sergej Sokolow he went to school with when he was living in Russia for two years.

"But… But you were-?!"

"Dead? You really thought so, moy lyubimyy?"

„Khvatit nazyvat' menya tak!" The Raven now screamed.

"Ah… Takim obrazom, vy ne zabyli nash yazyk… "

"Stop that! Why the hell are you here?! And how could you stay here without-?!"

"Being noticed by you?! Izaya, aren't you forgetting something?! You aren't the only one being good in that kind of business! …Pomnite, kto privel vas v etu shkolu!"

Izaya stopped and only starred at Nikita now.

All he could say was: "Why?"

Now Nikita knelt down before Izaya and touched his face, acting somehow caring.

"Nazovite eto bezotvetnaya lyubov'."

And with that he grabbed the Raven's head and pulled him into a forcing kiss. Even if he hadn't kissed him before, Izaya only felt terrible. Why was Nikita doing this?!

But then it suddenly hit him.

+++Flashback+++

"What are you doing here, up on the roof all alone?"

The Raven didn't answer, so the blonde beauty with chrystal blue eyes stepped forward and sat next down to him.

"Chto ne tak s vami , Izaya ? Vy sovershenno stranno na neskol'ko dney."

Now the Raven turned to his friend and sighed.

"YA dumayu, chto ya bolen…"

"Kak vy govorite , chto?"

Izaya now stood up and began to balance on the roof ledge. Then he looked at Nikita.

"YA skazhu vam . No ne na russkom yazyke."

Nikita said nothing as to agree in silence. And so the Raven continued while still balancing.

"I think I've a morbid affection."

"What?" the Blonde asked blinking.

"Don't get me wrong Ni-chii but…Have you ever thought about love?"

Now Nikita tuned slightly red but tried to hide it from his friend.

"Ne pytaytes' skryt' eto ot menya."

Now Nikita looked up. Izaya only continued.

"I think I love humans."

The Blonde smiled.

"That's so you" he then sad grinning watching the raven closely.

Then he suddenly stood up and grabbed Izaya's arm to throw him on the ground. Before Izaya was even able to react he found himself being pinned to the ground with Nikita on top.

He paused immediately in his protesting when he saw his friend crying.

"Nikita, what-?"

"Tol'ko tikho!"

And he did das he was told. He only listened to Nikita.

"Chto ya delayu ne tak? Pochemu vy tak ? Ty vse vremya govorish' , chto lyubish' vsekh lyudey , no pochemu ne ya ? Razve ya ne dostatochno? Pochemu ty menya lyubish' a?!"

Then he felt tears dripping down on his shocked face…

+++Flashback fin+++

Tears… Such a clear thing. He hated them because they showed too much emotions of a person… But now he was the one who couldn't hold back. He was crying and screaming because of the pain he was feeling. Nikita had pushed him against the wall with Izaya's back turned to him so he could enter him from behind now. And so he did.

Izaya's screaming became louder with every single thrust when Nikita slammed into him. He felt his head beginning to spin and hoped for his next passing out to come as fast as possible.

He only wanted this to end, when he could feel a warm liquid dripping down his legs. He was sure it had to be his blood and when Nikita's slamming turned harder again, if this was even possible, he hissed and screamed and then bit his lip to concentrate to only pass out now.

That was all he wanted.

The blonde bodyguard was still running through the streets, when a sudden ring of his cell phone made him stop. He took it out his pocket and then answered the call.

"Shinra! What is it? Did he call you?!"

*No. But I have an idea who could have taken him.*

"Wait… TAKEN him?! What exactly do you mean by that?!"

*Well…*

"SHINRA!"

*Okay, okay… I'm afraid that… Izaya had been kidnapped.*

"WHAT!?"

*Yeah, to be honest I'm really sure of that and I even feel like knowing of who it was.*

"Who?"

*His name is Nikita Sergej Sokolow he lives in the Sakamoto Avenue No. 15 and he was one of Izaya's rare friends back in Russia.*

"And what makes you think, that it's him?"

*… He had a crush on him.*

That was all. All that Shinra was able to say before he could hear Shizuo breathing heavier from running faster and then he heard a click. He sighed and wasn't so sure if he was right. But only a few days ago he had been told about Nikita being in Japan by a client. So, who would have taken Izaya if not him?

Shizuo ran and ran and while was coming nearer until he finally reached Sakamoto Avenue 15. He went up the metal stairs as fast as he could before kicking the heavy metal door out of the wall. He looked around, prepared for a bunch of fucking bodyguards but he saw … nothing.

But even if that had to be a trap he didn't matter and so he just ran down the corridor. Suddenly he heard something and then stopped. He nearly froze listening to that sound.

There was no doubt.

That was Izaya! Screaming!

With all power he could bring up he crashed into the room where the crying screams came out from and stopped for a moment, seeing what was happening to the Raven.

He was pressed up against the wall in front of him and fucking him from behind was a tall blonde man, who had a look on his face that showed both concentration and pleasure. And a big shock looking back at the ex-bartender.

But how?!

How could someone rape another person feeling fine with that?!

Shizuo felt anger rising inside him and right at the next moment his hands turned into fists and he started running towards the blonde Russian. Meanwhile Nikita had taken aback from Izaya quickly to close his pants and prepare for Shizuo hit. Shizuo was somehow surprised of the speed Nikita had because when he tried to hit him, the other Blonde quickly dodged, jumped back slightly and then swung his feet right into Shizuo's direction. Because Shizuo hadn't expect that Nikita hit him directly and so the bodyguard was punched backwards till he smashed against the next wall.

While he was standing up, shaking his face from the hit, Nikita got his posture back and then looked at Shizuo in an annoyed way.

"Who the hell are you? Why are you interrupting us?"

"Because" Shizuo replied while fully standing up "he doesn't look like he wants you to fuck him!"

"Oh, and why exactly do you think so? What if the screaming is one of his ways to show pleasure? What if we are only a strange couple living their love completely free?"

Now Shizuo grinned to cover his worries.

"Because I know him."

Now Nikita paused for a moment and took a short look at the Raven. Then he turned back to Shizuo.

"What? That's a lie!"

"If it's a lie, then how do I know that his name is Izaya Orihara, that he's 23 years old and works as an information broker?"

"Why that's not difficult at all! You have to be better than that!"

"Okay. He is a really crazy person, always saying that he loves all human beings. He loves to share informations for his own fun to bring people into bad situations. He has an enormous intellect that allows him to predict the peoples reaction. Besides he would never decide for one side but prefers to 'play' for every side as long as he has fun. Sometimes he shows a masochistic side and loves to play a special game with figures of different games. You know what, I could continue for an hour or so but that's not what I'm here for!"

Nikita, still impressed by this speech, got his grinning face back and asked: "So what for are you here? Because even if you know that much about Izaya, I know more. He is a monster! He doesn't have any friends and no one will love him besides me!"

With that Nikita jumped forward and ran into Shizuo, kicking him right into his stomach.

"Damn it!" Shizuo coughed hardly, holding his stomach "Why are you that fast?!"

"Have you ever thought about how Izaya is able to do this job without getting hurt too bad and why I was able to catch him? To yest' odin Urok v uchenii russkoy mafii. Bud'te bystreye , chem vash protivnik!"

And with that he kicked Shizuo again and again and no matter how hard the bodyguard tried, for some reason he couldn't hit him back. And so he was kicked by the other Blonde again and again until he had no strange to stand anymore. It took Nikita one last kick to bring him to the ground hardly.

With a grinning face he bowed over Shizuo and watched him with a scorn gaze.

"Well then, Mr bartender! Did you really think you could win against me? I was teached by the best people of the Russian mafia. Who do you think you are?"

Shizuo took his strength together and looked up. Suddenly he began to smile what made Nikita wondering.

"What?! How can you laugh in a situation like that?!"

"You know… Izaya isn't alone. He has a family, he has friends and also he is in love with someone. Bet you are the one that doesn't know him well!"

"That's a lie! Who would be so stupid to love such a broken person?! Only two broken persons are able to understand each other! So! Who should love him like that?!"

"I know the guy who loves him. His name is Shizuo Heiwajima and you know what? Sometimes that guy seems all crazy to me to love that annoying flea but hey, love finds its way alone. She does not ask for permission."

Nikita felt uncertain now.

"Who exactly are you…?"

Now Shizuo grinned wide.

"I…Am….. Shizuo Heiwajima!"

Shocked by these words Nikita starred and could only watch Shizuo's leg rising with inhuman speed and when it hit him, it forced him to turn around. But he was stopped.

By a knife that was suddenly sticking in his stomach. Holding the knife was Izaya.

With wide eyes Nikita starred at his friend and coughed.

"Izaya… Pochemu?"

„Vy zabyli vtoroy urok nashego ucheniya" the Raven panted, still totally wrecked from what Nikita had done to him before.

That was the moment when Nikita only smiled and leaned forward as if he wanted to kiss him. Then he whispered: "Povernite vash opponent nikogda k spine."

Then Nikita really placed a kiss on Izaya's lips.

"YA lyublyu tebya ... moy malen'kiy kotenok…"

Then he sank to the ground and pulled the Raven with him.

Shizuo sat up and looked at Izaya.

"Is he… dead?"

Izaya shook his head and felt tears running down his face. Shizuo stood up and sat down again next to him. Without any words he laid his arm around Izaya and pulled him into a warm and caring embrace, softly kissing his forehead.

Izaya started to sob and buried his face into Shizuo's clothes. Meanwhile the Blonde took out his cell phone to call Shinra. For him the life of this Russian bastard wasn't important but obviously it was for Izaya.

To be continued...

And? How did it go? Too much russian words?

I'm so sorry... also for changing my script... Yes I really did this. First Shizuo was supposed to beat Nikita into coma but then I decided that our deer bodyguard can't always be the hero^^

What do you think?

Reviews, comments, PMs. I'm happy about everything^^

See you next time.