Manipulation anyone?
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Shizuo turned away from the teen as he moved closer, Izaya's words clear in his mind. Anyone you touch, you'll break. Who had he been kidding? He was a monster, he didn't deserve to be loved, at least not by the teen in front of him. "Please Mikado, don't come near me." He didn't want to see the expression his new friend was wearing.
"Shiz-" A louder voice, pierced through his ears. "Shizu-chan." Ah, that was right. There was only one person who could match him. Shrugging off the hand that reached for him, he climbed onto the palm held out in front of him. It was only Izaya, whether he liked it or not.
Mikado grit his teeth, seeing his crush shrug him off and climb into Izaya's palm. It wasn't fair. Clenching his fists, he lowered his head, sitting on the bed. There had to be something he could do. "Mikado-kun are you going to stay there?" His stomach grumbled, deciding for him, getting up, he climbed into Izaya's other hand.
His eyes widened seeing how comfortable Shizuo was in the informant's other hand. He had to get away. The teen yelped as he fell forward, grabbing onto one of the long fingers. They were carried into another room, this one had a simple sofa, but the thing that stood out was the laptop sitting on the high desk. If he could only get to that, he could get help.
Izaya left them both on the desk, while he went to prepare food. So far everything was working. He had infiltrated the thick protozoan's mind, slowly he would dig down deeper and deeper until all the blond thought about was him. The growing relationship between Mikado and Shizu-chan had come to a shuddering halt, he would make sure it stayed that way.
He noticed that the teen was sulking on the desk, arms crossed. The blond despite saying he would stay away, slowly reached out to comfort him. "Be careful. You wouldn't want to break anything." Izaya whispered the words under his breath, tiny ears twitched, the protozoan yanking his hand back as if he had been burnt. Another thing the bunny ears came in handy for.
Humming the theme of an anime tune, the raven grabbed a plate and a packet of biscuits, breaking them up into smaller pieces. His captives were the same as when he had left them, when he returned, placing the plate on the desk. Both of them looked up at him. "It's easier to eat." Floppy ears fell forward as the blond nodded. "Thanks."
Taking a piece f the biscuit in his hands, Shizuo sat down next to the plate taking small bites. Glancing to the side he could see Mikado just sitting there, not looking at either him or Izaya. "Mikado-kun, aren't you going to eat?" Finishing his mouthful, he lay his remaining bit down, picking up another bit. "Here. Eat it."
Blue eyes met his own, the teen smiling. He couldn't help but return the look. The blond wanted him to be happy, besides it wasn't as if he was touching him. A pair of hands brushed against his as the biscuit chunk was slowly lifted out of his hands. "Thank you, Shizuo." His hands clenched as his cheeks became a dark pink, the end of the biscuit crumbled beneath his finger tips.
His eyes widened, taking a step back. "Don't say I didn't warn you." His new sharpened hearing picked up the flea's whispered words. Damn it. "Shizuo?" Even like this, he still had his strength. A hand rested on his shoulder, the blond didn't move in fear that he would hurt the teen. "You look -"
Mikado's words were drowned out, as a louder voice spoke up. "Shizu-chan, are you feeling sick?" His hands clenched into fists as his crush was taken away from him once again, held in the informant's palm. The dull throb in his chest, became more painful, his hand raising to cover it. Crimson eyes flicked to him, making his heart pound, even as he flinched. "I'm bored." No! Izaya wouldn't play with Shizuo again.
"Since Shizu-chan is feeling unwell, I guess its your turn Mikado-kun." The teen said nothing, already walking up to the man. "Leave him alone!" He could barely see Shizuo, but he saw Izaya flinch and knew he must have done something. The large hand that the blond was in, curled and clenched into a fist. "Bad Shizu-chan!"
His heart stopped as he heard his crush cry out in pain, the small body squeezed underneath the large fingers. "Stop it!" Right now it didn't matter how he felt about Izaya. Then maybe you should kill him. Mikado froze, blinking rapidly at his dark thought. Kill Izaya? He wasn't strong enough. But if he had help? If he had his allies behind him? Then maybe he could have what he wanted.
Izaya loosened his grip, staring down at the minute blond who had dared bite him. "Now look what you made me do." His captive was gasping for breath and shaking violently. "How does it feel? To be the one to feel pain?" Coffee eyes flicked up to him, but the blond said nothing. Reaching out with his other hand, Shizu-chan flinched. "Are you scared of me now?"
Glancing down at the desk, he could see Mikado glaring up at him. "No." The blond was using his finger as leverage to pull himself up. "I was never scared of you, flea. I'm the one that scares everyone instead." Izaya grinned keeping his voice low. "Everyone except me that is. I wonder how long it will be until Mikado-kun fears you?" The protozoan slumped completely, only his fingers stopped him falling off the edge of his palm.
Reaching down, he picked Mikado up by the skirt off the dress, carrying them both into the bedroom. This time he wouldn't lock either one away, this was the final step to breaking the blond, to finally get rid of those irritating feelings the protozoan had towards the teen. No, he knew with absolute certainty that the younger raven wouldn't fight him. Why not let Shizu-chan watch closely?
"Mikado-kun, get undressed." Shizuo sat at the end of the bed where he had been placed. The teen was crawling across the covers towards Izaya, unable to stand up. His eyes narrowed as the dress and small panties fell onto bed, leaving the teen naked. "Good boy." Once again he heard the clack of the hour glass hitting the table, though this time it sounded like thunder. Why wasn't he being locked away in one of those boxes?
No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn't look away. He could see the liquid being tipped back into the small raven's mouth, the teen gulping it down greedily. It wasn't long before the effects kicked in, the boy growing back to his full size. Shizuo stared at the body on view to him, feeling his lower half twitch.
There was a thump that sounded like thunder in his ears as Izaya removed all of his clothes, letting them pile up on the floor, where the small dress had been swept to. He watched as the flea climbed onto the bed, sitting back against the headboard, Mikado had his back against his chest. He didn't look like he hated it. Neither one was looking at him, the two completely in their own world. He really hadn't had a chance in the first place.
Izaya smirked seeing the blond slump in defeat. His hands roamed the teen's soft skin, using his knees to keep thin legs open, showing the protozoan everything. It didn't matter if he couldn't see Mikado's reactions, he could feel every shiver against his skin. Besides that he couldn't say anything obvious otherwise the little bunny at the end of the bed would hear and that couldn't be allowed. "I-Iz-"
Already the boy was ready to say his name over and over again, without him even doing much. It was better than he could've imagined. Now he had both of them rolling in the centre of his palm, but that's how it had been from the start.
For the blond it had been since they had first met in high school, when the protozoan had demonstrated his inhuman ability. No it was before that, when he had listened to Shinra's stories about his super strong friend. It was back then that Shizu-chan had caught his attention. Born a human but not a human, with that strength how could he be?
Even so he had kept an eye on him, had helped cultivate the blond's strength, leading him further and further away from the path of humanity, he knew the unpredictable protozoan so desperately craved. But why should he grant him that wish? And yet here they were two enemies, consumed with jealousy and that emotion he had denied for only one of his humans.
For Mikado it had been before he had even met him. The mysterious Dollars leader, completely untraceable even to the great informant. No one had known who the colourless gang leader was, if they were male or female, young or old, no one had known. Even he hadn't been sure, not until the teen had moved to Ikebukuro, where he could observe him.
The teen that had made the same mistakes as his last puppet Kida. Mikado had trusted him and let him in. It hadn't been long until Izaya was the first point of contact, whenever the teen needed help. Which of course he was happy to help with, for a price.
Mikado closed his eyes, not wanting to see anything. Yes he liked Izaya. Yes he was sexually attracted to him and he couldn't deny that as much as he wanted to. He knew Shizuo was at the end of the bed watching everything, just like when he had been locked away and was forced to endure the same. This was only happening because he was weak, because he had dared to get involved with the two strongest forces in Ikebukuro. Because he was indecisive about who he really wanted.
Shizuo or Izaya? He knew that the blond didn't feel the same. Why would Shizuo waste his time with someone like him? But he knew Izaya was dangerous and manipulative... "What are you thinking about? Mikado-kun." His thought process broke when the informant touched him, stroking his arousal. You really are weak.
Throwing his head back, he gasped as sharp teeth sank into his shoulder, licking and sucking, leaving a mark that would remain for a while. "Look at this. You're responding so well. Ne, Mikado-kun. Do you love me?" His eyes snapped open, staring down into wide coffee eyes. Even from here he could see the pain in that gaze, the blond's ears were flopped down over his head.
"Answer me, Mikado-kun. Who do you love?" Shizuo. It was Shizuo. The blond who had trusted him. He could let his crush know his true feelings. A shiver ran through him as long fingers rolled his balls, still touching him. Izaya was cheating, touching him in all the right places. Leaning forward he tried to get away, even as his body moved closer into the touches. The truth was that he was completely at the informant's mercy.
He had known the answer all along, even without hearing it. Mikado loved Izaya. Shizuo could see that, the teen looked so lost in pleasure. How long was an hour? The sand in the hour glass looked like it had barely moved. Enough, it was enough. "Ah. I-Izaya." He had his answer. Not wanting watch any more, he turned away from scene in front of him. Moving to the edge of the bed, Shizuo jumped off, rolling into a ball. Neither one said anything as he left the room, or maybe they were so into each other that they just didn't notice.
"No!" Izaya grinned as he watched his protozoan walk away. Mikado was struggling in his hold, reaching out for his crush. "Too late. Mikado-kun." Moving his legs, he let the teen go, only to pin him down, so the Dollar's leader was underneath him. "S-Shizuo." The raven smiled sympathetically, inside laughing that everything had gone so well. "Hm? Oh, Shizu-chan isn't here?"
His hand wrapped around the teen's hardened cock, moving at an almost rough pace. Beneath him, the younger raven was flushed, blue eyes watery. Leaning down he took those lips with his own, sliding his tongue into the warm mouth. The teen didn't fight him, confusion swirling in that pleasured gaze. Izaya paused, seeing something else flicker, but dismissed it , instead focusing on the soft moans that grew louder. "Do-n't. Ah!"
The teen shuddered, the pleasure becoming too much. His body arched as he released, making a mess of Izaya's hand. Falling back against the bed, his head landed where Shizuo should've been sitting. Closing his eyes, he refused to look at the informant, panting softly. This is what you chose. No he hadn't. He hadn't been allowed to choose. You need to get stronger.
"We still have a bit of time left. You look like you want to continue." Shizuo had left, there was no point in staying any more. He would never be his. Izaya was a master of manipulation. Ah, now he could think again. Shizuo had been fine until he and Izaya had been alone. Shizuo had rabbit ears which meant he could hear things he couldn't. Izaya was manipulative and knew the blond's weak points.
Crimson eyes narrowed as the teen's eyes flashed open, staring at him coldly. The innocent boy he knew was gone. "What did you say to Shizuo?" Even his voice was colder, demanding. Like a true leader of a gang. It was as if the boy had completely changed. Interesting. "Why does it matter? Shizu-chan hates you-"
The teen kicked out, using the surprise to roll both of them onto the floor, where they landed with a loud thump. Izaya groaned quietly, his back hitting the floor. Opening his eyes, he smirked seeing the teen straddling him. "If you wanted to move positions you only hand to ask." The teen didn't reply, he didn't so much as smile.
As interesting as this new version was, it unnerved Izaya slightly. This side of Mikado he couldn't read. His eyes narrowed as he heard rustling. Ah, that was right they had landed on their clothes. The teen had one hand rested on his stomach, the other reappeared from their pile of clothes, holding his favourite switch blade. Throwing his head back he laughed, even as the blade was flicked open. "Really Mikado-kun? You think you can threaten-ow!"
A sharp pain went though his hand. Glancing to the side, he could see his hand was pinned to the floor, his knife standing up straight, the underneath of his palm was becoming damp with his own blood. "Shizuo is mine." Once again he was looking at the same naïve boy. The knife was yanked out of his hand, those cold eyes returning as the blade was held high above him, before plunging down.
