My uploads are going to be slower than before because I started my new job and I'm sick.

So yeah~ sorry about that!

-I-

If Orihara Izaya's heart was working he was sure it would be beating in joy. With Mikado in his arms, he watched the people responsible for his death struggle on the floor. He loved the frantic look in the two male blonde's eyes as Mikado sat in his lap. The teen looked so beautiful right now, Izaya was so tempted to leave the warehouse, take him back home and make love to him but it had to wait, they could always do that afterwards.

They had worked so hard to get everything in order, the duffle bag behind the couch and the can of gasoline made sure everything was in order. Even the storm which would lovingly mute their captives screams, it was as if the heavens themselves were on their side – hell, maybe they were. Maybe the beings Izaya had met during his time in Valhalla were cheering him on.

Izaya kissed Mikado's cheek and the teen smiled at him, he turned to the three blonde's staring down at him with ice cold eyes. "Depending on what you have to say will determine how painfully you die. Let's start with you Varona." Izaya said kicking his feet up so they were resting on the scrappy looking coffee table. With a flick of his wrist, the gag in Varona's mouth was cut and she licked her lips and cleared her throat.

"Fuck you." The young Russian woman spat and Izaya smirked,

"No thank you." He tapped Mikado's upper thigh and the teen jumped up and grabbed the duffle bag from behind the couch. He zipped it open and Izaya grabbed the handgun off the coffee table just before various tools such as hammers, screwdrivers, pliers and handsaws crashed onto it with a loud clattering noise. Their three captives looked at the collection in horror.

Izaya smiled as the teen handed him a plastic apron and a pair of gloves from an outer pocket of the bag. Izaya shrugged off his rain drenched suit jacket leaving him in his white dress shirt, black vest and tie that was soon covered by a black plastic apron. He looked over to see Mikado had taken off his jacket and prepared too. Once the gloves were on, Izaya picked up a screwdriver with a cold smile.

He looked down at Varona who stared at him emotionlessly but her purple eyes showed her fear. Izaya twirled the tool in his hand and he looked over at Mikado who had also taken a screwdriver in his small hand. Smiling brightly they jumped off the stage and landed before their captives with a cloud of dust.

"Last chance Varona-chan~!" Izaya sang leaning over her, she glared at him but remained silent, Mikado sighed and shook his head. "What a shame." The reaper frowned turning away from the woman he walked over to the oldest blond. "Sucks for you~" Izaya stabbed the screwdriver into the back of the man's thigh so hard it pinned it to the ground underneath. Shizuo flinched and grit his teeth.

"No! What are you doing?" Varona cried struggling in her bonds, "Leave Shizuo-sempai alone!" she furiously glared at Izaya who grinned.

"Don't worry, you're not missing anything." A scream echoed through the warehouse as Mikado stabbed his screwdriver in the exact same spot in Varona's naked thigh. It wasn't as deep as Izaya's but it did the trick, blood pooled from under her leg, soaking the ground.

"You know~ we don't really care about you." Mikado told her, "You're not important so we're not going to waste much time on you." The teen stepped aside to reveal a beaming Izaya, the reaper clapped his hand as the teen walked back to the stage and grabbed a large machete. "Here, you can do this one right?" Mikado said quietly handing him the knife and Izaya nodded with a smile and kissed the teens neck.

"Mhm! Mhmmm!" Shizuo struggled against his restrains but they were made of the supernatural shadows so even with his strength, it was useless. Izaya took the large machete in his hand and turned to Varona with cold murderous eyes. The first swing cut the rope around her arms and legs. Before Mikado or the others could blink, Varona was on her feet and running towards the exit but she had no chance, no one can escape death.

With an inhumanly fast movement, Izaya stabbed her fleeing back, grinning as the huge blade burst violently through her stomach, blood spattered all over the surrounding ground in a wide arch. Izaya pulled back the machete grinning manically as the Russian woman slumped to the ground, the sound of her gurgling on her own blood filled the room. "My, don't die just yet. I'm not done." The reaper chuckled walking around, so he was in front of her. He pointed the blade that was dripped with blood at her pale hands.

"This are the hands that held Mikado down aren't they? Made him feel so powerless as Shizuo killed me." Izaya voice was colder than dry ice and his red eyes were shinning under the lights of the warehouse. Varona looked up at him her eyes wide with fear and her mouth opened to scream but there throat was too full of blood. The blade came down again and with two swift chops her small hands were severed. Blood pooled and her dismembered hands twitched. Izaya stared down at her with a smile before throwing the machete away, it stuck in the ground with a 'thunk.'

"Whew!" Izaya exclaimed wiping his blood stained hands on his apron but it didn't do much. He walked over to Mikado who smiled, the teen had shot someone in the head at blank range - he was more than messed up. How could he be scared of death if he was in love with the very embodiment of it? Mikado giggled as Izaya kissed his cheek. The reaper stepped back to let Mikado step forward towards Masaomi Kida.

"Tell me Kida, how did you get Heiwajima on your side?" He said rolling the teen on his back so they could easily meet eyes. "I know you lied to him, appealed to his sense of justice or whatever, bonded over raping classmates but I can't see why he would team up with him when you got him shot." Mikado tilted his head and Izaya smirked, he walked over to the dark haired teen and wrapped an arm around his waist.

"Money?" Mikado asked his voice laced with something that almost sounded like innocent curiosity.

"No way, Kida's too poor."

"Emotions?"

"You're kidding me, with Kida getting Shizuo shot?"

"Maybe…" Mikado looked down at Masaomi and then to Shizuo. "You slept with him?" Mikado grinned when Masaomi flinched and averted his eyes.

"Oh~ tell me Shizuo! What it good? Been a while eh?" Izaya turned to the tall blond who glared at him, "You were willing to kill for some good ass action? Woman not good enough for you?"

"Wow, you got ass fucked by Heiwajima Shizuo just to get back at me? I bet it hurt huh? He doesn't seem like a man to hold back." Mikado smirked at Masomi who shook his head, "Oh! You mean it was good?" he laughed, "Oh man. You're a fucking idiot."

"You know instead of being so focused on revenge you guys could have hooked up." Izaya commented hugging Mikado, "It could have worked y'know. Shizuo in need for some ass, Kida wanting to vent his sexual frustrations! But no, you decided that killing me would be the best plan of action."

"I guess you can't expect anything for a couple of beasts." Mikado mused looking up at Izaya who rested his chin on the teens shoulder and hummed in agreeance.

The two captives were freed of their gags and sat up. "Well defend yourself." The reaper said coldly and the blondes clenched their teeth and looked at each other before looking away. "Naw~ not much love between this two." Izaya gave a fake pout at Mikado who just shook his head and climbed back on the stage, his ass standing out as he bent in his tight jeans and Izaya looked in appreciation but soon noticed someone else was looking – Kida.

Izaya crouched next to the blond teen. "Nice isn't he? I was so happy when you fucked up, making him run into my arms. He spiked my interest when I first laid eyes on him, he's adorable after all." Izaya murmured quietly so Mikado wouldn't hear, "Man, I fucked him so hard the day I picked him up in that alley, I knew that he had to be mine. I guess I should thank you, if it wasn't for you…his moans…his body, his face when I pound into him and he loses his mind…I wouldn't have experienced any of it if you weren't a fucking idiot." He laughed with a huge smirk.

"You fucking asshole! You planned this whole thing! I knew it! I fucking knew it!" the teen screamed struggling against his bonds and Izaya laughed, standing up. Mikado raised an eyebrow handing him a hammer and some nails.

"What were you doing?" his lover asked and Izaya chuckled and leaned in to the teen's ear,

"I was just telling him how I'm thankful for him getting us together." Izaya giggled his breath in Mikado's sensitive ear, "I also told him how hard I fuck you." Mikado flinched going bright red. Izaya leaned back a little, looking at Mikado flushed face. He chuckled and kissed the teen's cheek before turning back to Masaomi with a hammer in one hand and long nine inch nails in the other.

"Your next~!" he sang with a beaming smile and Mikado giggled.