21~ Yay! \(^_^*)/
Thank you all so much for the reviews, hopefully I didn't disappoint with this chapter!
Warnings: Child abuse, non-graphic rape, mpreg, kidnapping and possible character death later on!
Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara!
~Well on to the story!~
He felt as if he was drowning, like he couldn't escape the reality that was now his.
He didn't know where he was going- nor did he care.
He just had to get away, away from Shizuo and Shinra for a while. He just couldn't handle them right now, he was on the verge of snapping and neither of them was helping. Especially when he constantly had to hear how much of a failure he was at being a parent and lover by Shinra, he couldn't help that he had to work, that he couldn't afford most things like therapy, he defiantly couldn't afford good enough insurance to help with doctor bills, therapy, etc. Hell he still had to pay off his and Shizuo's doctor bills from when Shizuo was staying there over a month and from when he had Psyche.
Sighing Izaya was brought out of his thoughts by the clash of thunder only for it to begin raining. "Great, as if this day couldn't get any worse." He mumbled to himself, looking down at Psyche who lied in his arms asleep. Izaya quickly wrapped the boy up and shielded him with his jacket, before running to the nearest place he could find that was dry.
This turned out to be a bus stop, out of breath he sat down on the bench and held Psyche to his chest. Only to feel the boy shiver from how cold it was that's when Izaya laid the boy down gently on the bench before slipping off his own jacket and wrapped the infant up in it. "I'm sorry little one; I shouldn't have brought you with me… As soon as the rain lets up we'll head home." He promised and kissed the tip of the boy's nose. Before cradling the boy back to his chest.
The only reason he had brought him in the first place was because he didn't trust Shizuo with Psyche and he was afraid Shinra would think he was an unfit parent and try to take him away from him.
He couldn't help but think how life would be with just him and Psyche, no one else. He wouldn't have to deal with the stress of taking care of two people; he wouldn't have to listen to how much of a failure he was from Shinra.
It could just be him and Psyche; he couldn't help but smile at the thought.
But then the sudden realization hit him, he had no money to leave Shinjuku and going back to Ikebukuro wouldn't do much good, besides he wouldn't have anyone to watch Psyche while he worked and he defiantly didn't have the money to buy another house right now.
Slowly his smile faded, "I'm sorry Psyche, maybe one day we can leave this place and it just be me and you." He whispered.
"Well Psyche-Chan maybe tomorrow will be a lot better." He added only to take the infants expression as confusion.
"Oh that's right, you don't know. Mm well tomorrow is my birthday and I expect you to get me lots and lots of presents, m'kay?" He just giggled playfully and closed his eyes just trying to relax as he waited for the rain to stop.
But suddenly that was interrupted by the sound of footsteps drawing near and he opened his eyes only to see three men coming near.
"Look what we have here boys." The guy in the gray sweatshirt said.
"What brings a hot thing like you out in this kind of weather?" Another holding a bat spoke and Izaya just stood up and backed away protectively.
"I'm not looking for any trouble, I-I'm just waiting for the rain to stop so I-I can head home." Izaya said cursing his voice for sounding so weak and fragile. With one arm holding Psyche protectively, he let his other hand reach down into his pocket to clench the knife tightly just hoping he didn't have to use it.
"Awe you're shivering, don't worry baby we can warm you up. Don't want a cutie like you to catch a cold now do we?" He heard the one with black spiky hair say, he just going on a hunch and guessing that he was the leader of the group. Suddenly Izaya felt him crease his cheek and that was when he pulled out his knife, flicking it open and aiming it at the man's neck.
"Get away from me…" He said his voice calm as he was just going to protective mode at the thought of the possibility of these bastards hurting him or his son.
"Oh he's got a little fight in him, I love it."
Gripping tightly on the knife Izaya eyed the man in front of him, "I'm going to kindly have to ask you guys to leave." He blushed deeply when that only received laughs from the men before him.
"How cute, he's kindly asking us to leave fella's…"
"I think we should do it boss he looks so scaryyyy." The man from behind spoke sarcastically.
But before he knew what was happening, he watched the man in front of him grasp the blade of the knife as if it were nothing; quickly he snatched it out of the boy's hands and threw it out of range. That's when he saw blood began to drip from the palm of the man's hand, but he didn't seem to care.
"Y'know a pretty little thing like you shouldn't be out here along, these streets are dangerous at night don't cha know?"
"Y-you're right… So if you'll excuse me… I'll be on my way home now." Izaya quickly said, trying to quickly get past the man in front of him. That was when he felt himself being grabbed so roughly he nearly dropped the infant lying in his arms.
"You're not goin' anywhere." The man grinned pulling Izaya closer.
"Grab the baby…" Was the last demand he heard before he watched the one with the gray hoodie move closer.
Instinctively Izaya kneed the spiky haired man between the legs, watching the man crumble to the ground he took off running; ignoring the footsteps chasing after him as he took off down the nearest alleyway, trying his best to find a place to hide out so he'd lose these bastards.
Quickly he came up to a fire escape and he took the opportunity to jump up, trying to climb up with one hand as the other was safely secured around the infant.
"Oh no you don't!" Gray hoodie yelled quickly grasping Izaya's leg before he could go any further and before he could register what was happening he found himself being thrown to the ground.
Only to find himself panicking when he heard the loud cries coming from the infant, thinking he had hit his head during the fall Izaya groaned as he painfully turned trying to get a better view of his son.
His vision a little blurry from the impact where he had hit his head, but he didn't have a chance to do a good thorough check before Psyche was snatched from his arms.
"Give me back my son you bastards!" He yelled yanked to his feet.
"Now now now… We won't hurt him… As long as you do as we say." The leader spoke, limping in the slightest from where Izaya had kneed him and if it were a different situation then he would have smirked in satisfaction from being able to inflect some kind of pain to this creep.
"He's just a baby… You must really be lowlife scum to threaten a baby."
"Like I said, if you do as we say we won't hurt him. Besides we overheard you say it was your birthday tomorrow and we just want to give you an early present."
"I don't want any presents from someone like you…" He said through gritted teeth as every bone in his body was screaming for him to move, get Psyche and get the hell out of there. But he couldn't move especially when he was grabbed by the leader and thrown against the wall.
"Mm well too bad, because you don't really have a choice in the matter."
Izaya felt himself be pressed against the wall, a hand gripping his hair tightly only to yank his hair back and smashed his head against the wall.
"But before we give you your present, we have to make sure you don't run… Don't want you missing out on your beautiful birthday present now do we?" The man grinned as he grabbed the bat from the other standing next to them.
"Should I break one or both?" He thought aloud but before Izaya even had a chance to say something, the bat came crashing down on his left leg.
An agonizing scream came from the other as he nearly fell to the ground, but was kept up by his hair.
"Oh I do love that sound so much… I want to hear it again." And this time the bat was aimed for his right leg, biting his lip harshly to the point he struck blood; not wanting to give these sick bastards what they wanted.
"You not gonna scream for me this time kitten?" The man hummed at the small little pet name. "No worries though, we have all the time in the world to make you scream."
And with that he dropped Izaya to the ground, hearing a slight whimper as he did.
"Please… Just get him out of the rain…"
"What was that kitten?"
"My son… Get him out of the rain… Just so he doesn't get sick, t-that's all I ask of you…"
But he was only laughed at, "After you kicked me in the fuckin' balls, you think I'm going to do you any favors?"
Izaya felt as if he were about to pass out from the pain when he felt the bat slam into his side and he could practically hear the sound of his ribs crack.
This time he could suppress the loud scream that came from the excruciating pain.
Hunched over in pain, the brunet had almost missed the sound of a belt being undone and that's when he found his hands being tied behind his back.
"Such a nice little body ya have." The leader spoke and Izaya cold practically hear the smirk in his tone.
Shuddering in disgust when he felt the man undo his jeans and he shuddered at the thought of what was to happen next, the thought was enough to make him try and scramble away. "Get the fuck off me!" He yelled flailing around as he was flipped to his stomach and straddled to the ground, quickly he turned the best he could and spat at the man.
Which only brought him more pain as his head was bashed into ground repeatedly, Izaya getting dizzy he could barely see straight anymore that was until he found himself nearly blacking out from the pain.
But he needed to stay awake; he needed to make sure Psyche was okay.
It felt like hours before he felt the pressure on his lower back ease, his wrists were bleeding from where he had been struggling the whole time against the men's grasp. Tears were shamelessly running down his face, but he was glad for the rain by this point. It was washing away the evidence that he was crying, it was hiding the fact he was weak.
By the time it was over and the men were gone, he found Psyche lying next to him crying.
"Y-yeah…. I-I know b-buddy… We h-have t-to get h-home…" He mumbled barely having the energy to stand; he took the last bit of energy he had to block the rain from the infant before he passed out.
~Shizuo's POV~
He was growing worried; Izaya had left hours ago with Psyche. He didn't even bring his phone with him so he could contact him, so he didn't know what to do or think especially in this kind of weather.
Celty had gone out two hours ago to look for him as he and Shinra waited at the house in case Izaya had come home.
"You shouldn't have yelled at him like that!" Shizuo began.
"I'm sorry; I didn't think he'd leave… I especially didn't think he'd take Psyche with him." Shinra retorted.
"Yeah well the fucking flea probably left his phone on purpose, what if he doesn't come back?"
"He will Shizuo-Kun, he'll probably be home once he blows off steam."
"Then why did he take Psyche?"
"I don't know.." Shinra answered honestly.
"I can tell you why, because he's not coming back." Shizuo sighed.
"You don't know that, besides he doesn't have money to stay anywhere else, plus he didn't take any of his clothes, he left his wallet too. So he has no money whatsoever right now, he'll be back so don't you worry."
Suddenly the both of them fell silent when Celty came walking through the door.
"Still no luck?" Shinra sighed and Celty just let her helmet hand low in confirmation that she hadn't found Izaya or Psyche yet.
[Maybe he found a hotel room somewhere?]
"He left his wallet here, so I doubt that's even a possibility." Shizuo pipped in.
[Maybe he's hiding out somewhere till the rain stops?]
"He might be doing that, especially since he has Psyche that's probably the best explanation." Shinra said before watching Shizuo grab an umbrella and head toward the door.
"Where are you going?"
"What's it look like? I'm going to find the damn flea!"
Slowly he made his way out into the rain along with Celty, the two of them looked all around Shinjuku where they thought Izaya was most likely to be before they made their way to Ikebukuro.
"Goddammit Izaya, where the hell are you?" He grumbled.
[Calm down, we'll find them soon or later.]
They spent nearly an hour in search for the flea and the infant, Shizuo was half tempted to give up and go home. Thinking Izaya was just hiding out somewhere else that wasn't Ikebukuro or Shinjuku, "come on, we best head back before Shinra starts to worry." Shizuo said as he turned around heading back to their place.
But before he could reach their apartment, Shizuo heard a loud and too familiar cry coming near the alleyway.
Dropping his umbrella Shizuo ran alongside Celty, that's when they found a bloodied and battered Izaya lying there with Psyche who was covered protectively by the brunet.
Hesitantly he made his way over to him, Celty already rushing over to grab Psyche while Shizuo turned Izaya over and the first thing he noticed was how cold the boy was. "Izaya?" Shizuo whispered as he tried to wake the flea up, but he didn't budge.
Quickly Shizuo reached down to check for a pulse and when he fount a slight one, he quickly scooped the boy up. "We need to get him to a hospital and quick!"
[Shinra's closer.] Celty cut in as she loaded all four of them on the back of shooter before she drove off.
~Back at the apartment~
Izaya was laid down on the bed, being stripped from his wet clothes Shinra began attending to his wounds the best he could. Telling Celty to fill the water basin with warm water and bring it to him, once she was that Shinra took the cloth and began tending to Izaya's wound on the top of his head, disinfecting the wound after he finally managed to get the bleeding to stop.
Once he had Izaya clean from the small bed bath, he put him in some dry warm clothes and made Shizuo turn up the heat so they could get his body temperature back to normal.
Soon Shinra worked down toward his side and legs, seeing they were swollen.
"I wonder who did this too him, there's no doubt his legs are broken and he's got a few cracked ribs." Shinra said mainly to himself.
"His pulse is slowly returning back to normal now that he's warming up… I'm going to need to go home to get my medical bag, but before I go…" He added as he walked over to Psyche who was already washed up and put into something warm by Celty.
Seeing how red Psyche's face was and the fact the infant was still shivering, he wrapped a blanket tightly around him before checking his temperature.
"His temperature is 100.4 degrees." Shinra said taking a mental note to get both Izaya and Psyche something to calm down their fevers, along with something strong enough to help the brunet's pain.
It wasn't long before Shinra left the apartment to go get everything he needed, making Celty stay behind to help Shizuo just in case the male needed help.
Poor Izaya! But Izaya's birthday is coming up so I think the next chapter is going to be some Shizaya birthday fluff (finally after all this angst!) and hopefully I'll have the next chapter up before or on the 4th so yay hopefully two updates in one week! :D
Well I hope you liked this chapter, if you did feel free to rate and review! ~No flames but constructive criticism allowed!
~Until next chapter!~