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

Kuni-kun suspended 2 weeks

Sei-chan off sick

29 in attendance

Twelfth class – No school

Shizuo didn't know what he was thinking staying on the bus after it passed by his road. He could feel Izaya glancing at him in the mirror. Worried he would sleep with the class rep? Worse was feeling the science teacher's gaze on the back of his head.

As Izaya drove through town the bus got emptier until there was only the four of them on there. It was dark out and Shizuo was covered in his own blood looking worse for wear. There had been a lot of injuries but most were kept under wraps, focusing on below the neck.

As the bus slowed to a stop Shizuo stood up trailing behind Mikado. He could feel Izaya watching him but didn't dare turn around. The bus didn't leave straight away remaining where it was. It felt like he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. When there had been six of them on the bus it had been nine o'clock. Shizuo followed Mikado into the apartment. Whereas his place was a family home and Masaomi's was minimalistic, the class rep's home was small and run down looking like it would barely survive a thunderstorm.

Taking his shoes off, Shizuo set them down neatly looking around the apartment. The futon was next to a kotatsu. Mikado's school books were piled up on the table, along with a single set of plates.

"Sorry it's small." The class rep smiled sheepishly. "It's what I could get the cheapest. It's not a bad neighbourhood. The bath is through there. Be careful with the water. Only the cold was working this morning."

Shizuo nodded but didn't move. He had his uniform on him to change into, thanks to Izaya storing everything in the back of the bus. Because of Izaya's classes he didn't carry his phone to school, meaning he'd had no way to contact his parents yet they always knew where he was and didn't ask questions.

The thought of Izaya speaking to them was enough to make him feel sick. Izaya was pure evil scum. Mikado he wasn't so sure of. "Masaomi called and left messages. He couldn't follow the bus. I've let him know we're here."

Shizuo nodded glad there would be three of them. The blond seemed to be more involved with Mikado than him, so at least there wasn't another one to worry about...he hoped.

Clutching his bag Shizuo headed for the small bathroom. There wasn't a lock on the door. It was small incredibly so. Shizuo stuffed his bag down in front of the door looking for what else he could use.

Stripping off the teen tore off his bloodied gym kit tossing it to the floor. He'd have to ask Kasuka to buy him a new kit without his parents finding out. Shizuo felt guilty using the class rep's hot water knowing there probably wasn't much, but he was covered in blood and he did need to get clean.

He'd just sat down when the door nudged against his bag pushing it away with ease. Shizuo scrambled for the towel. "Shizuo-kun, I'll wash your back for you."

Shizuo hunched up holding the towel around him. The class rep lifted his bag seating it down beside the wall. "No that's okay."

"I want to apologise. I was in the wrong. I'm not like everyone else in our class." Mikado bowed to him. Shizuo held the towel neither one of them moving. "Is my apology not enough?" Mikado asked quietly kneeling on the floor.

Shizuo stared at the other teen. "...is there blood on my back?"

Mikado got up moving slowly. Shizuo swivelled in his seat showing his back. "Yes. There's blood down your back and neck."

Shizuo nodded. "Please can you help me wash it?"

"Yes. Leave it to me, Shizuo-kun."

Shizuo stiffened feeling Mikado's hands on his back. When it looked like the teen wouldn't do anything he found himself relaxing. Still he held the towel in front of him.

"You bled a lot."

Shizuo nodded. "I got hit a lot."

"Do you mind if I ask you what with?"

"A wooden bat, a metal bat, I think it was a bat with nails in. The kid used whatever Izaya left laying around on the floor."

"Today was to teach us a lesson." Mikado said quietly.

Shizuo nodded slumping forward. "For many reasons. I have a feeling the planned lesson would have been worse."

"I'm done. I don't think you should use shampoo until the cuts heal. I'll run the bath for you."

Shizuo watched the other teen run the water sleeves rolled up. "...I can't use the last of your hot water."

Mikado smiled. "Please, I insist."

Shizuo scowled looking at he length of the bath. It was small but two people would be able to fit in the tub. "Then we'll go in together."

Mikado's mouth dropped open. "T-together?"

Shizuo nodded. "I'll go this side, you can go that side."

"But I-"

"I forgive you." Shizuo grumbled. "I know you two are my friends and stop with the formal crap!"

Mikado grinned looking like he was going to cry.

x-x-x

The bath was full, the water hot. Shizuo gingerly climbed in feeling the soapy water seep into his cuts. The one on his leg bothered him the most. Sitting straight against the edge of the tub, Shizuo pulled his legs to his chest leaving space for the other teen.

Mikado was shy and slow at getting undressed. The other teen blushed covering his genitals. Shizuo looked away pointing out the fact he wasn't looking. There was a soft splash as Mikado stepped in and then lowered himself into the bath.

Water splashed over the edge of the tub, their feet touching. It was awkward but there wasn't much space and he couldn't let Mikado catch a cold.

"T-thank you for forgiving me." Mikado said quietly head resting on his knees.

"We shouldn't fight. Izaya is the problem." Shizuo sighed. "He threatened me. Said I wasn't to touch you or let you touch me."

"Did he?" Mikado asked surprised. "What did he say?"

Shizuo shuddered at the memory, another one to add to his emotional scars. "He said if we cross the line he's going to punish me and if it looks like we're going to cross the line...he'll take me."

"What about me?" Mikado asked.

Shizuo shrugged. "He didn't say anything about you. I imagine you'll be pulled to the side another time." With a groan he rested his head on his knees eyeing the other teen's black eye. "Sorry about your eye. I shouldn't have hit you."

"It'll heal. We should just put it behind us and try to figure out Orihara-sensei's next move." Shizuo nodded in agreement wondering if he should get out of the bath first. "Um, I only have one futon. Are you okay sharing?"

x-x-x

After the bath Shizuo felt the day's exhaustion catch up with him, falling into the futon. His eyes closed dragging him down to sleep. Mikado accidentally stepped on him when the knock on the door came. Groggy Shizuo sat up nursing the nearest thing he could grab. A kitchen knife.

Mikado opened the door sighing in relief. "Masaomi."

The blond pushed his way into the cramped apartment out of breath. "Are you two okay? What did that bastard do? Fuck, when I saw the bus drive away I thought my heart would stop!"

Shizuo flopped back down tossing the knife. "Apparently he paired us up with the one that hated us most and locked us together in shipping containers."

"What? Shit. You both okay?"

"I didn't get hurt. Orihara-sensei paired me up with Yasu-kun. Shizuo got the brunt of it. He was paired with Katsu-chan."

The blond rushed over looking him over. "Did he do any damage?" Shizuo was flustered, Masaomi gently probing his head and checking his hair. "Woah. That fucker didn't hold back."

"I helped wash the blood out." Mikado sat against the wall giving them space. "Katsu-chan stabbed him in the thigh."

"But you're okay right? No concussion or anything?"

"I'm fine." Shizuo shrugged falling back a little as the blond sought the wound on his thigh. "I have my strength."

"Kishitani-sensei checked us all over." Mikado said.

"Kishit- you mean the new science teacher? What was he doing there?"

Shizuo sighed. "Because he's just as bad as Izaya. He's the teacher I threw out of a window. He's the reason I was expelled from my previous school."

Mikado's mouth dropped open, eyes wide. The blond copied it. "What? Then that means we have both of them to watch out for?" Masaomi groaned. "I guess that explains why that bastard wanted you in his class. This is some twisted revenge shit, right?"

"That depends on whether the two of them are friends, doesn't it? We have maths first period on Monday."

"And double science after that."

Shizuo groaned. "And Izaya's humanity class."

"Monday is going to be hell, isn't it?" The blond deflated. "No choice for it. Can you two come with me tomorrow?"

"To see your girlfriend?" Shizuo asked.

Masaomi grimaced shaking his head. "Nah. I need to numb myself to sex. I was thinking of buying a toy that isn't that bastard's shape." The blond grinned at him. "Unless you want to screw me?" Shizuo's face fell and even Mikado looked away uncomfortable. "Dude, it's a joke. I'd never ask something like that of you. For starters it's gross and secondly that bastard would have the worst punishment in store for both of us."

Shizuo eyed the other teen warily. "Seriously, it was a joke. There's no need to be so jumpy. Or are you nervous about going into an adult shop?"

"Masaomi, square root of three."

"Tch, whatever I'm exhausted. Today was a long day."

"I only have one futon."

The blond shrugged. "You should have come to mine then. Shizuo budge over."

"Hey! Where am I supposed to sleep?" Mikado crawled over scowling.

"Dunno. In the bath tub?"

"Masaomi!"

Shizuo realised the blond was laughing. "I brought another one. It's in my bag."

"Why can't you use that one then?" Mikado folded his arms.

"Because I can't be bothered to roll it out. Shizuo you don't mind me sleeping next to you, do you?"

"Uh no."

"Good. Good night."

x-x-x

"Mikado, you can move in with me until Saki gets out of the hospital."

"I don't need to-"

"This isn't breakfast!" Masaomi complained. "I can manage an omelette at least and Shizuo has a buffet laid out for him. I can't deal with this."

Shizuo looked down at his small bowl of rice. Mikado blushed looking ashamed. "Sorry it's not much."

"That's it. No more sleepovers here. It's either my place or Shizuo's. Ah, I can't do this." Whilst they stayed sitting the blond got up and went into the bathroom. "Where's the hot water?"

Mikado reddened further. Shizuo felt sorry for him putting effort into eating his rice. "That's it. We're relocating!" Came a cry from the bathroom.

x-x-x

Half an hour of complaining later, the three of them left Mikado's run down apartment. Shizuo went back to his house to quickly get changed. If he was in uniform the shop wouldn't let him in. Besides that his friends wanted a proper breakfast which his mother was more than happy to make.

"So where are you boys headed today?"

Shizuo didn't know exactly so he shrugged and continued eating. Mikado strayed silent too.

"Don't know yet, we were going to take a walk around town see where we end up." Masaomi bailed them out.

"Shizuo, you'll need money then." His mother smiled leaving the kitchen and returning with some money. He didn't think his mother would be so forthcoming if she knew where they were going.

After breakfast the three of them left his house taking a walk to west Ikebukuro. "All the naughty shops are in the red light district." Masaomi told them. "It's dangerous at night but it should be fine during the day."

"You hope." Mikado murmured eyes smiling. "How do you know so much about the red light district anyway?"

The blond grinned. "What can I say, I'm a man and the best ladies are the ones that want to have a good time. A virgin wouldn't know about that though."

"Don't we need I.D?"

"Nope. The shop we're going to is run by a fujoshi. She'll let us in and probably help us choose."

"I'm not buying a sex toy." Mikado blushed.

"That's up to you." Masaomi shrugged. "I'm not letting that bastard get the upper hand."

Shizuo looked up at the shop names. It felt as if they'd walked into the unknown. Well at least he did. Masaomi it seemed had been here before and Mikado there was no telling. "What shop are we going to?"

"Sex, dreams and whipped cream." Masaomi announced. "That one."

Shizuo wasn't as nervous entering the store. Izaya's class was much worse. The woman behind the counter watched them like a hawk. She didn't look like she'd allow them in.

"Morning, Karisawa-san." The blond greeted as if they were friends. Masaomi ushered them in. "Relax, she's just fantasying right now." He whispered.

Shizuo looked around surprised there were so many products. "What are you looking for?" Shizuo asked as the blond skimmed the shelves.

"Something to turn me off sex for life."

"...should I do the same?" Shizuo asked quietly crossing his arms.

"Nah, I think it would have the opposite effect with you. I think it'll be better if you remain untouched. This should do."

Shizuo stared at the length of the toy, much bigger and thicker than the one Izaya had given them. "Is that going to fit?"

"It'll have to. Now let's find something fun for Mikado." The blond grinned.

Mikado scowled slapping the blond.

x-x-x

The three of them went their separate ways, Shizuo returning home and hurrying upstairs clutching the bag. Like his two friends he'd ended up buying something. He probably wouldn't use it but just in case, it was there hidden under his bed now with Izaya's toy.

"Shizuo, you're back?" His mother poked her head in just as he stood. "Everything okay?"

"Yes."

"You're friends aren't with you?"

Shizuo shook his head. "No, they had stuff to do."

His mother smiled. "So what did you buy?"

"Huh?"

"You went somewhere didn't you, what did you buy?"

Shizuo blushed shrugging his shoulders. "We went to the...arcade." He lied fidgeting.

"Oh. Well as long as you had a good time. Kasuka called he should be home later this evening." Shizuo nodded glad his mother wasn't asking any more questions. "Have you eaten lunch? If not I'll make you something."

"Thanks." Shizuo waited for his mother to leave before flopping back on the bed covering his face in embarrassment.

x-x-x

Shizuo smiled reading the text from Kasuka. His brother would be home in less than an hour, just in time for a late dinner. There was so much he needed to get off his chest.

Masaomi was at the hospital with his girlfriend and Mikado was...well he didn't know but the other teen was texting them back straight away so maybe he was alone in his tiny apartment.

Shizuo was about to reply to Kasuka when he heard his mother's shrill scream from downstairs along with a loud crash. Heart in his mouth Shizuo bolted down the stairs into the living room where his parents had been watching tv.

His father was shielding his mother on the sofa, a rock sat on the carpet connecting the shattered pieces of glass from the window.

Shizuo clenched his fists his voice lodged in his throat. His parents were okay. Running to the door he threw it open catching sight of someone throwing another rock this time through his parent's bedroom window.

"Hey!" Shizuo yelled. The culprit stared at him dropped the rest of the rocks he was holding and ran. It was a teenager just like him and he had a vague feeling they'd met before. Either way he was pissed and his family had been threatened.

His legs moved giving chase. He didn't understand what was coming out out of his mouth but whatever he was saying terrified the kid. Reaching out his hand brushed against air just missing the teen's jacket.

Growling he reached again only for the kid to turn and spit in his face. Shizuo scrubbed a palm across his face, a red haze filling his mind. His mother's scream and terrified figure set him on a single path. He'd catch the kid and beat him within an inch of his life.

Shizuo chased him across down dodging and weaving cars, putting up with spitting in his face and small rocks lobbed at his head. This time he was angry, his mind was numb with rage, his body moving on auto pilot.

The kid started screaming for help looking like he was going to topple over at any moment. Shizuo reached out knowing that this time he would catch him. Their chase was at an end. Except he was the one caught, unable to do anything as he was pulled back by the hood of his sweatshirt.

"Chasing bad."

Shizuo screamed in frustration watching the culprit get away, turning around and smashing his fist into the one that had let the kid get away. His eyes widened in shock seeing that his punch had been caught. Pulling his fist back he slammed forward again unleashing more than enough of his strength. The big guy caught his fist and didn't budge from where he stood.

"Fighting bad." The man said calmly. Shizuo blinked seeing he was the one that had been pushed back. The man in front of him was stronger than he was. It shouldn't be possible. Yet it was.

"Simon, what are you doing?"

Shizuo shivered turning to look at Izaya coming out of what looked like a restaurant.

"Fighting bad." The man repeated crushing his fist. Shizuo grit his teeth refusing to cry out in front of his psycho teacher.

"Shizu-chan. It's okay Simon, he's one of my students." Izaya walked over to the man and patted his arm. Shizuo stumbled backwards. Izaya had said his strength wouldn't always save him. "Hm, what happened?"

Taking a step back he tried another, instincts screaming at him to run. The two were speaking in another language he didn't understand. Izaya was staring at him the entire time.

"Ah. I see. Shizu-chan, have you eaten dinner yet?" Izaya grabbed his sleeve placing a hand on his back. "Come on, I'll treat you."

Shizuo shook his head. He needed to get back and check on his mother. He needed to help clean up. "You're refusing?" Izaya asked quietly like a snake about to strike. Shizuo allowed himself to be pushed inside and led into the dark corner with a flickering light.

Izaya waited for him to sit down before sliding the door shut and sitting next to him at the table. "What happened, ne?"

Shizuo stared at his hands. His fist was stinging from where it had been caught. He was weak compared to that man. How many more adults had strength like that? How many more did Izaya know? They'd already had one new teacher what if that was another one? Shizuo shuddered.

"Let me guess, Kuni-kun broke your window and you were chasing him." Izaya said quietly against his ear.

Shizuo shivered covering his ear looking at his teacher in surprise. "Nori-kun contacted me. It seems Kuni-kun wasn't happy with your decision."

Shizuo blinked. "Decision?"

"That's right. He believes the whole class betrayed him. Kuni-kun reported me to the school board and all of you rejected his claim."

Shizuo shook his head. The woman was for real? But that couldn't be. If that was the case then..."She wasn't part of the school board."

Izaya smirked plucking up a sushi roll. "True but Kuni-kun didn't know that. He believed she truly meant to help him. Poor Kuni-kun poured his heart out to her expecting her to be his saviour. Then to find you'd all denied the claims... That's a shocking betrayal to his fragile heart."

Shizuo stared into his lap. It had been a game, one at the teen's expense. Now he remembered the kid. It was the one he'd helped escape from Izaya's class.

"I imagine he frightened your family." Izaya said softly. "Would you like to punish him?"

Shizuo jumped inching away. "What?"

"It's only fair. Who knows what he would have tried to do if you hadn't chased him." Izaya touched his shoulder. "I'm letting you choose, Shizu-chan. How do you want Kuni-kun punished?"

Shizuo shook his head shuffling further away from Izaya. "That's for the police isn't it?"

"Is it?" Izaya smiled. "You don't want to take things into your own hands? It's what you planned to do, ne?"

Shizuo clenched his fists flinching when Izaya covered his hand with his own. "I'll let you think about it."

Shizuo knew their talk wasn't over yet. His skin was crawling needing to get away. "Did you heed my warning?" Izaya asked calmly smiling. "Last night you went straight into Mikado-kun's apartment together. What did you do?"

Shizuo shuddered shaking his head. "Nothing."

Izaya gave a slight shake of his head. "It seems I need to give you a clearer warning, Shizu-chan."

Izaya pushed him over tearing his sweatpants and underwear down. A hand clamped over his mouth the plates jumping as he was bent over the table. Shizuo trembled hearing his own pathetic voice whimpering. His eyes widened gaze narrowing on Izaya's hardened erection spring free. His teacher licked his fingers long and slow.

"No." Shizuo squeezed his eyes shut feeling the same wet hand on his butt cheek. "Please don't." Izaya's weight covered him. He knew he was crying and begging.

"Should I ask Simon to hold you still?" Izaya whispered in his ear. Shizuo cried out muffled by Izaya's hand. His teacher thrust deep. Shizuo blinked feeling the hot warmth between his thighs, rubbing against his balls. "Was that scary?" Izaya asked quietly. Shizuo nodded shivering at the hand squeezing his dick. "Remember if you let this anywhere near Mikado-kun, I won't be putting mine between your legs. Do you understand?"

Shizuo nodded wiping snot and tears from his face. Izaya moved away from him. Shizuo struggled pulling his underwear up, his knees giving out.

"Say it."

Shizuo sniffed his hands wouldn't stop shaking. "I understand."

"Good. I think you've got the message this time." Izaya grinned. "You can relax, I'm not going to touch Mikado-kun. There's no need for me to punish him."

Shizuo blinked. The class rep was special? Was that why Izaya was going so far? "You can tell him this. If he loses his virginity or tries to seduce you, I'll remove him from my class." What? Shizuo frowned. What kind of punishment was that? "You still don't understand your new friend do you?" Izaya chuckled. "Just pass on the message. Mikado-kun won't try anything again."

Shizuo was confused. Mikado wanted to leave the class. They all did so why was Izaya saying it like a threat? Why would that be a punishment.

"Well I suppose I should pay for this lot. Eat up, Shizu-chan. I might tell you next time."

Izaya got up tall and imposing. Shizuo shrank in on himself waiting for the monster to leave. It didn't feel like he could relax, moments later the door slid open. "Shizu-chan, I seem to be 500 yen short. I don't suppose you have it?" Shizuo blinked. "Nope I've got it. Never mind." Shizuo shuddered. Was there anything Izaya didn't know?

x-x-x

Shizuo returned home in a cab paid for by Izaya. The two windows had plastic taped over them. Kasuka's car sat parked outside. Opening the door he stepped inside walking past the policeman as he exited.

"Shizuo." His mother stood up running into his arms. "I was worried sick. Why did you run after them?"

Shizuo lowered his head. "Sorry. I lost my temper. They got away."

"Forget about that. I'm glad you're safe. You brother is in his room. I'll start dinner."

Shizuo nodded retreating upstairs. He was in dire need of a shower. "Nii-san." Kasuka opened the door for him to step inside. "Did you catch them?"

"No. But it was someone from my class." Shizuo whispered closing the door and slumping on the bed. He could still feel how he'd been overpowered by both the strong man and Izaya. He could feel the heat that had been like a steel rod between his legs. If Izaya had wanted to Shizuo knew he would have lost everything within moments. Today he'd realised just how weak he was. His strength was nothing special.

"Nii-san? What happened?"

Shizuo blanched covering his mouth. "He got me." Shizuo grumbled miserably. "He could have...but he didn't."

Kasuka rested a hand on his shoulder. "Nii-san, tell me what happened."

x-x-x

"You can repeat a year." Kasuka announced when he'd finished. "I found someone to help."

"Kasuka!" Shizuo panicked.

"Nii-san, I didn't give anything away. In the showbiz world, we hire private investigators and informants all the time." Kasuka said. "In particular there are two which are known as the best. They don't ask for personal details, just payment."

Shizuo deflated head in his hands. His brother could have got himself into trouble.

"I went to the top rated one Kanra first. I pretended I had a little sister going to school next year and wanted to know everything about the teachers there." Kasuka gave him a small very rare smile. "Your teacher wasn't on the list. He's only there for this year. When you graduate he leaves."

Shizuo nodded feeling a small flame of hope. He didn't know if the information was trustworthy or not but if it was, he could repeat a year.

"So it wasn't suspicious I then went to the second rated informant and said I wanted information on all of the schools current teachers. I got all the information back apart from one."

Shizuo sighed. Of course Izaya had covered his tracks. "Kasuka, don't contact them again. Thank you for helping but how much did it cost? I don't want you to get caught."

"It was to help you nii-san." Kasuka said. "I know you can't skip classes given that you have them thirteen hours a week and you wouldn't want mom to get suspicious. So I have an idea. Nii-san, why don't you join me as an idol?"

A/N:- next, hell begins