Sorry folks, put accidentally put this chapter up on my other story.
Sorry for the long wait! But this is by far the longest chapter I have ever written so that should make you at least a little happy. This chapter is kind of angsty and sadly has no Shizuo in it, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. Read, review, and have fun reading the 11th chapter of Trapped!
The last thing Izaya wanted was to see his parents. His father, Shirou, and his mother, Kyouko, being here was his darkest nightmare come true. He just knew that with them there, his life would become that much worse. He could see it in their face. They were going to make his life miserable. Or at least, more miserable than it already was.
But at the moment, Izaya wasn't worried about himself. He was worried for his sisters. He knew that they would destroy them and turn the only thing keeping him going against him. After all, these were the people that had corrupted him beyond repair. They neglected him for the 16 years he's been alive and he knew how damaging that was for a child. It really messed him up and made him the person he is today.
A cold, heartless, manipulative, psychopath.
It wasn't even his fault. His parents had turned him into a monster.
Their staring unnerved him. He couldn't tell what they were thinking and they hadn't said a word to him since he walked into the house. Kururi and Mairu looked curiously between their parents and Izaya, noticing the tension, but not quite understanding it. As Mairu was about to open her mouth and question her parents, her mother spoke up.
"Kururi, take Mairu to your room and play with the toys we brought you. We need to speak to... Izaya... alone," the girls noticed the spite in their mother's voice when she said Izaya's name and they felt a deep worry built up in the pit of their stomach.
Slowly, Kururi went and grabbed Mairu's hand and led her upstairs to their room. As they walked, both girls looked at Izaya with concern and watery eyes. He smiled at them warmly, nodding for them to continue on to their room. As soon as the twins were out of sight, Izaya's parents faces hardened and they glared icily at Izaya.
Shirou, walked up to Izaya in a mad rush and struck him square in the jaw. He collapsed onto the floor and held his assaulted jaw in stunned shock. His father had never hit him before. He had never even so much as laid a finger on him, he hadn't cared enough to. Neglecting him was enough before, so why did he choose to hit him now? Fear enveloped Izaya's entire body and he realized that things were going to be a lot worse than they ever have been.
Izaya looked up at his father when he began to speak, "How dare you let your sisters wait for you! You should be outside waiting for them as soon as you get your useless self out of school."
Izaya's eyes widened with uncontainable fear as his father screamed at him for the first time ever. He was afraid of what Shirou could do to him.
"But I was only a few minutes late," Izaya managed to choke out quietly.
"In those few minutes, my darling babies could have been hurt or wounded!" This time it was his mother, Kyouko, who spoke, but with no less malice than Shirou.
Izaya couldn't believe what was happening. For the first time in his life his parents were actually talking to him, but now he wasn't so sure that was a good thing. And for whatever reason, his parents seemed very angry with him for something that's not even a big deal. His sisters were fine and they never seemed to care before. Granted, they were never home before either.
"Well, aren't you going to answer me?" He heard Kyouko say and before he could utter a single word, Izaya felt a sharp pain in his side.
His father had kicked him.
Before Izaya had time to register what was happening, Shirou kicked him a second time. And a third. And a fourth. Shirou just kept kicking him over and over again.
Izaya didn't know when his father stopped kicking him or when both he and his mother left the room. All he could feel and remember was the pain all over his body. It hurt him move. It hurt him to breathe. It even hurt him to think. The only thing he could do was lie there and wait for the pain to subside. When it did, Izaya carefully picked himself off the floor and limped to his room. He didn't bother changing into his pajamas, instead, he just laid on his bed and let sleep take him.
Kururi and Mairu had heard the whole thing. They had even witnessed some of it, not going all the way upstairs when they were told too, but as soon as their father's fist connected with Izaya's face, they hurried into their rooms and started crying. They now understood why their Iza-Nii didn't want their parents to come home. It was because they hurt him and the twins didn't like that one bit. They couldn't stand to see him in so much pain. What they didn't know was that they were going to cause Izaya the worst kind of pain within the span of the next couple of weeks, without even realizing it.
When morning came, Izaya felt sore everywhere and he was still in a fair amount of pain. Every move sent a stinging sensation throughout his body. Izaya dreaded getting out of bed, but he had school and he didn't want to be around his parents any longer than he had to.
Izaya sat up a slung his legs over the edge of his bed, wincing as he did so. He sat there for a minute and slowly stood up. As he was changing into a clean set of clothes, Izaya caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror. It was worse than he thought.
His entire chest was covered in dark black and blue bruises with little space to show his usually pearl, white skin. He had cuts all over his arms from where he tried to shield himself from the unrelenting blows. His jaw was swollen and also started to turn into that ugly blue color. All in all, Izaya's body was completely battered.
'This is going to be hard to cover up,' Izaya thought as he pulled his shirt over his head and went into the bathroom.
Looking around, Izaya found some coverup for his jaw and started to apply it. Izaya was glad that he kept this stuff handy, otherwise it would have been impossible to hide the bruises for everyone, especially Shinra. He would start asking unwanted questions and try to force the answers out of him. He wouldn't be successful, but Izaya wanted to avoid the inconvenient encounter.
Izaya headed down stairs after getting ready and made his way to the door. He didn't bother getting breakfast because he knew his parents would be in the kitchen and he didn't feel like having a repeat of yesterday. Thinking about his sisters did give him pause, but he figured that his parents would take care of them. They actually liked the twins after all.
Izaya had never been as happy to see the school as he was at this very moment. Right now, school was a paradise. Izaya rushed inside the school as fast as his hurt body could carry him and put on a giant grin on his face. He was there pretty early so there wasn't very many people around, but that was okay with Izaya. In fact, he was glad for it. No people meant more time to adjust to his current handicap and make his act as believable as possible. He, however, had not accounted for the presence of one Namie Yagiri.
He stopped dead in his tracks as she walked on his direction. And when she noticed he was there, she gave him that same knowing look he had been expecting, but instead of walking past him like she normally did, Namie stopped.
He studied her as she looked at him and suddenly she reached her hand up to touch his face. He flinched away, but she placed her hand on his cheek anyway and asked him in an apathetic voice, "What happened to you face?"
Reeling back with bulging eyes, he placed his own hand on his face, saying, "I'm fine."
Namie quirked an eyebrow at him, "I didn't ask if you were alright. I asked what happened."
Izaya blinked at her blunt response and slowly regained his composure. He removed his hand from his face and gave he sneered at her, "Nothing happened and there's absolutely nothing wrong with my face either. It's perfect as always."
Izaya was back to his taunting ways and avoided answering Namie's question truthfully. He waved at her and turned to walk away, but before he could get any farther Namie grabbed his wrist, causing him to wince.
"Nothing happened, really? Then what is this," Namie had noticed Izaya wince and used that to her advantage by pulling his sleeve up, revealing blue and black bruises.
Izaya immediately snatched his arm back and glared at her, "It's none of your business," Izaya hissed threateningly.
"Hey, what are you two talking about," a voice from behind Izaya called. He recognized it to be Shinra.
Izaya promptly put on a smile and turned to face the boy, "Nothing, we were done here. Let's get to class!"
Izaya grabbed Shinra's arm and pulled him toward their class. As he did so, Izaya looked back at Namie and noticed that she was still looking at him. This time with a little more emotion than before. Izaya just stuck his tongue out at her before turning back to into front of him.
When they made it to the classroom, Shinra looked at Izaya questioningly, "What was that about?"
Izaya smiled and asked, "What do you mean? We had to head to class."
Shinra glared slightly at Izaya, saying, "No, you looked like you were trying to hide something or at least get me away from that girl."
Izaya's smile faltered a bit, but he did not relent, "Of course I wasn't. I wouldn't do something like that. You know me Shinra."
"Yes, Izaya, I do. Which is exactly how I know that you're lying again," Shinra gave Izaya a hard look, "Remember what happened yesterday when you tried to lie to me?"
Izaya dropped his smile completely this time. His face became an emotionless mask and he calmly said, "Do not threaten me Shinra. This does not concern you and you should stay out of it. If I want you involved I will tell you, but not before." With that Izaya walked angrily to his desk and sat down.
Shinra watched him as he went and noticed that Izaya had a slight limp and wasn't as stable on his feet as usual. With sad eyes, Shinra sat down in his own seat, 'But Izaya, it might be too late when you finally decide to let me in.' He looked back at Izaya. 'I may need to get Shizuo's help on this one.'