Title:- Chained love

Pairing:- Izuo

Rating:- M

Warnings:- language, violence, yaoi, non-con

Disclaimer:- I don't own Durarara or Ai no kusabi

Summary:- They were different but had the same idea.

Requested by:- Guest

They only met because they were both rebels disobeying the system. Neither one of them wanted to bow to a computer system. The same desire but different worlds. By the time that was discovered it would already be too late.

Shizuo was a mongrel from the slums. Although he'd vowed not to use violence he'd joined a gang using the numbers as protection. Not only that it was to stop anything untoward happening. Multiple times he'd been complimented on his flawless beauty. By that they'd insinuated he was from the pet academy and because of that he'd frequently broken his vow and beat the culprits to an inch of their lives. Shizuo wasn't a pet. It was a disgusting option in life, one that he would never take nor suggest anyone took.

His defiance came in the shocking colour of his hair. Gone were his murky brown locks now a platinum blond just like the blondies. But everyone knew he wasn't one of the genetically engineered elites, he didn't want to be. That's how he had become revered as a sort of pillar of support despite being a teenager. No one would touch him and if the elites dared to lay a hand on anyone he cared about, well there would be hell to pay.

x-x-x

Izaya Orihara was the rebel of the blondies. No one understood why he had cut the long lush curtain of blonde he'd been gifted with. If not for his charisma and attitude he might have been mistaken for a pet or furniture. His hair now short and jet black made his head feel lighter.

He'd gone from being one of the favourites to being a problem. Everyone knew who he was with his gem like ruby eyes and fur trimmed coat. Black unlike the whites, purples and reds the others wore.

His furniture was a teenage boy Mikado. His caretaker obeyed his orders without question and followed him around awestruck. "Where are we going today?"

Izaya tossed his furniture a lazy smirk. "That bossy computer thinks I should be like the others and get myself a pet."

"Oh. So we're going to the pet academy?"

"Why would I want someone boring and disciplined when I have you?" Izaya grinned. "We're going to the black market auction. Look out for someone that's going to be trouble."

The teen's brow furrowed. "You want someone to cause trouble?"

x-x-x

If there was one place Shizuo hated other than the pet academy and the place of the elites, it was the black market pet auction. One of his friends had unwittingly ended up there so it was their job to rampage and get him free before he ended up bound to one of the damn blondies.

At the front of the gang he arrived losing himself within the crowd. Or not thanks to his hair. Those that didn't know him mistook him for a blondie. Feeling someone watching him Shizuo looked around finding a raven watching him. There was no elite around him and he didn't have a collar. Must be a furniture or an academy pet. It wasn't the first time he'd attracted attention. Everyone found him fascinating at first. Ignoring the stare he moved closer to the front ready to pull his friend free.

x-x-x

Izaya found his pet as soon as he arrived. A mongrel had challenged the elites and gone blond. Just like him. He mused. Glancing at Mikado he could see his furniture was staring.

"Is that him?"

Izaya grinned. "Good eye. That's him. A mongrel that thinks he's different. Stay close there might be a fight. Apparently one of their gang got mixed up in the auction."

"They're going to run riot?" Mikado asked blue eyes lighting up.

"The gang can do what they want. Let's go."

Izaya blended in finding his place next to the mongrel. "You're interested in the pets?"

The faux blond glared at him. Such pride. So much fire. Izaya held back a grin. "Sod off academy boy."

Izaya blinked. So there was someone that didn't know who he was or even guessed. Not to mention he was older than the mongrel.

"Oh I'm not a pet. Academy or otherwise." But it didn't look like the faux blond was listening.

x-x-x

Shizuo didn't know why the pet was being chummy with him. The raven couldn't have been as sheltered to not know who he was. Filthy. No doubt the pet took him for one of the elites.

It didn't matter he had his own problems to deal with. A low whistle sounded out giving the signal. He moved with the rest of the gang. At least he would have. Whilst chaos erupted Shizuo found himself pulled back within the surging crowd. There was something against his skin. A needle?

Shizuo felt his eyelids droop, his body sluggish. Something cold clicked around his neck and then he was floating.

x-x-x

"Isn't this kidnapping?" Mikado asked.

Izaya shrugged. "They wanted me to get a pet. Something to occupy me. I guess they were worried after I tried getting into the computer. Have you set everything up?"

"Yes. Everything is as you requested it."

"Good. I believe my new pet should have finished his check up. Have him moved to my bed."

"Yes."

By the time Izaya fulfilled his duties and returned to his bedroom, his pet had been settled in and the effects of the drug had worn off. Mikado had stripped his pet down and dressed him in the academy wear. He couldn't say he disliked it.

The pet collar sat safely around the mongrel's neck. It had been moved a little to for around the black halter neck crop top and matching briefs. Izaya examined his pet's body liking what he saw.

"You'll be trouble alright." Izaya grinned.

x-x-x

Shizuo woke up disorientated. His movements were limited and when he opened his eyes he knew why. He was on a luxury bed in a large room half naked. Why he was wearing that damn pet outfit he didn't know. His arms were above his head wrapped in chains. Connected to either the bed or the wall he didn't know.

His legs were spread. Shizuo gasped unable to close them. Then there was the cold chilling thing around his neck. A pet collar. Some bastard elite had decided to make him a pet. Fury made him rise. Before he could begin tearing at the chains the raven from before appeared before him.

If he was to be the pet then that meant this man was the furniture. No doubt a distraction for a blondie to catch him. Impossible. He'd always been on his guard.

"You're awake." The raven smiled.

"Let me out of here." Shizuo growled. "You can come too."

"And live in the slums? No thanks. I'm happy with my current lodgings."

"Your master will get rid of you one day." Shizuo pointed out. To the elites everyone became obsolete. No one saw them again. It was pretty obvious they were killed.

"Funny that." The raven smirked. "Haven't you figured it out yet? I'm like you."

Like him? Shizuo blinked. What did that mean? The raven was a pet? No, those eyes screamed inhuman. Something that perfect wasn't natural. Oh. So that was it. This man was an elite with a hobby of passing as one of them it seemed.

"I've decided you're going to be my pet. I'm Izaya Orihara, your new master. What's your name mongrel?"

"You're not my master." Shizuo snarled pulling at the chains. Izaya must have known about his strength. Damn.

"I think you'll find I am. This collar will record everything you say and do. If you go where you're not supposed to you'll know about it. This is your home until I get bored of you."

"Never."

x-x-x

Mikado came back whilst his new pet slept. Poor thing had tired himself out after struggling to break free. An attempt to be continued upon waking it seemed.

"What did you find out?" Izaya asked watching his pet.

"His name is Shizuo Heiwajima. He's eighteen years old. No family living with him in the slums. The gang members are looking for him."

"So a distraction is in order." Izaya mused. "Interesting. You can go."

"Call me if you need anything."

Izaya smirked as the teen left his quarters. "All I need is here." He murmured. From the start he'd felt their connection. Shizuo was something special. "Time to wake up."

x-x-x

It was hot. Shizuo groaned jerking in his restraints. There was a bug or something on his leg. His nether regions felt strange and when he opened his eyes he knew why.

Shit. So it hadn't been a dream. He'd become the strange elite's pet. Shizuo had no say in what happened to him. Izaya controlled him until he could get free.

"Are you going to stay awake this time?"

Shizuo jerked feeling a wetness between his legs. His muscles twitched feeling a finger inch into him. "Wait! Don't."

"I'm the master here. Relax whilst I'm being merciful."

Shizuo rattled the chains tugging hard. They didn't budge. Izaya touched him everywhere. It was humiliating to be reduced to this mess. When he got out- the teen shuddered eyes wide. "Nngh."

"See. You'll like it."

His eyes snapped open feeling himself prised apart. "That doesn't go there!"

Izaya smirked. "Sure it does. It's a perfect fit."

Shizuo cursed thrashing in his restraints but the strange elite had done his research. "Ugh. Stop it."

x-x-x

Shizuo hadn't been left to his own designs. He hadn't been tossed in a room by himself. Izaya kept him chained to the bed hidden away.

A blue eyed raven made sure he was washed and fed. The other teen didn't say anything but stared until he was dismissed. It was damning how quickly he was getting used to his new situation.

Izaya looked genuinely happy to see him. "Miss me?"

Shizuo turned away in disgust. His body was already growing hot thinking of the things the elite would do to him. His body had already betrayed him.

"Seems so." Izaya grinned. "Your body is much more honest."

"Let me out of here!" Shizuo growled.

"When you've learnt to behave." Izaya patted his head. "Until then you'll stay here."

Shizuo cried out as the disguised blondie joined him on the bed. "Don't."

"You're still saying that? See this is why you can't be released yet."

x-x-x

Izaya could see the mongrel folding. The denial had been lessening and after a full month of training it was almost all gone. He'd made the right choice to keep a vigorous schedule.

His pet yielded without question coming to terms with his new status. Izaya slid in with ease and Shizuo responded to his touches, his kisses. But still it was too early to let go. The moment those chains came loose he couldn't have a fight on his hands.

That thought annoyed him. If his pet he'd worked so hard to train tried to run away, he'd have to ensure punishment. So he continued to lather his pet with attention and affection.

Izaya lay next to the faux blond noticing that the chains hadn't been moved since he'd last checked. Curious he moved closer rolling on his side. He'd expected a nervous twitch but it looked like the brute had accepted him.

Humming softly he slipped a hand between his pet's thighs cupping his manhood. Shizuo twitched in his sleep, a lovely little blush dusting his cheeks. "That's it." Izaya cooed. "Your master will make you feel good."

x-x-x

Shizuo knew before he opened his eyes that Izaya was touching him. He could feel the heat between his legs, a throbbing in his nether regions. Izaya's fingers skimmed along his lips, opening his mouth he flicked his tongue out. The elite liked that. Total obedience.

Shizuo moaned sucking on Izaya's fingers feeling his cock swell underneath the blondie's hand. His arms tugged at the restraints but only because he wanted to touch. Surely Izaya knew that.

"We talked about you escaping." Izaya chided. "I'll have to punish you for it." Shizuo mewled gyrating his hips grinding into Izaya's hand. The elite stared at him hard with those jewel like eyes. "You're not thinking about escaping, are you?"

Shizuo would never say the words. Instead he nipped gently at Izaya's lips. They kissed raw with passion. Shizuo tugged at the restraints again and this time his plea was rewarded.

Izaya carefully unlocked the chains unwinding them from the bed. With each clink he felt his arms again. They were sore creaking in their position. With a groan Shizuo let them flop down against his chest where he failed to move them.

"If you'd behaved quicker I could have released you sooner."

Shizuo almost screamed as his arms were unfolded and set down by his side. So much for touching, he couldn't even move them properly.

"Don't take my kindness for granted." Izaya warned. Shizuo groaned as he was rolled above the elite. With minimal effort he was seated, Izaya's familiar heat hot and heavy inside him.

His arms were rubbed and his fingers wriggled easing life back into them. With a groan his hips moved of their own accord. Izaya seemed to like that. That gave him a chance in the future. He understood now.

x-x-x

Izaya grinned feeling giddy. Shizuo lay fast asleep in his arms unchained and sated. He'd given the mongrel a chance and it hadn't gone wasted. "I knew you'd see things my way." Izaya cooed kissing his sleeping pet.

"Izaya, you called?"

"Yeah. Prepare a bath."

"You let him free." Mikado commented.

"He's earned it. Don't look so worried. He'll do as he's told." Izaya kissed Shizuo again wanting to snuggle up and never let go. He'd do that too. Shizuo was his pet forever. No other blondie or a bossy computer would decide otherwise.

End