Skipping home Izaya smiled, another successful chase through Ikebukuro with his favourite monster, Shizu-chan. How he enjoyed the thrill of free running, the amazed sometimes horrified stares his beautiful humans would send his way as he dodged vending machine after vending machine, as Ikebukuro's famous monster shouted words of sheer abuse after him, he loved them!
He loved the attention, but at the same time…it had its disadvantages, like now for example, smirking he suddenly bolted left down a empty alleyway, he loved how easily he could break into full sprint, so many years of being chased by Shizuo had definitely been the main cause of his reflexes being so sharp, and his speed only increased every time they two fought.
But it seemed his chaser was also pretty athletic, but clumsy as his footsteps echoed loudly of the alleyway walls, shaking his head Izaya turned down a path he knew full well to be a dead end, and from the sounds of things so did the other as the footsteps stopped, however he continued going and just like that, he kicked up on the wall and jumped so he was sitting on top of it, then turning to his chaser, he smiled, waved them jumped…
Right into the barrel of a gun…crap.
"Orihara Izaya I presume?" smirking Izaya pushed both hands into his coat pockets and leaned backwards a cocky smile in place.
"That information will cost you" removing the safety from the gun the man smiled and Izaya frowned, so these losers were being serious, face falling into a frown Izaya sighed and shook his head.
"What did I do this time? Loose you your job, get you in trouble with your wife, loose you your wife, talk your wife into killing herself, talked your daughter into killing herself, got any of your family members killed…am I getting warm?" thrusting the gun to the boys forehead the man growled.
"I suggest you shut up. Now, see down there" looking to were the man pointed Izaya blinked, that car looked a lot like Shiki's…
"I want you to calmly walk out of this alleyway and get in that car, if you try to run, I will shoot you."
Shrugging Izaya began walking out of the alleyway, keeping a close eye on the gun in the man's hand, as much as he hated to admit it, he wasn't immortal yet…he couldn't risk these clowns eliminating him from the game now, not when he was so close…
Getting in the car he sighed and sat down, he really wasn't in the mood for this today…looking at the man with the gun he rolled his eyes, this had so better not be Shiki testing him again…he still had the scars from his last trust test…
"So, do I get the honours of your names? After all, you both know mine, or can I just call you Baka and Yaro." Looking at the man with a face as straight as stone, Izaya sighed "Wow, figures…the first time I get captured and my captors are boring old men."
Growling the man who chased him punched him in the face, sending his head into the side of the door, sitting up Izaya smiled.
"Ah there we go! That's more like it, now it's really like a kidnapping scene!" raising a confused brow, Izaya's "attacker" turned to his partner.
"He's insane…are you sure, he's really the right guy to ask boss?" Nodding the man now known as "boss" chuckled.
"He's the right guy alright, trusted by the Awakusu-kai and the Yakuza as an informant…I think he's the right guy."
Hearing this Izaya perked right up, a smile covering his lips, these guys were good to know who he worked for, now the question was…what do they want?
"So you kidnap an informant, whose job it is to give information, because you don't trust I'll give it to you? Honestly, the lack of trust you humans portray is amazing…"
Growling the one known as boss pulled out a cigarette and lighted it, only for his eyes to widen as the stick was whisked out of his hands, and thrown out the window, looking to the captured informant, the man's eyes held daggers, but as usual Izaya just replied with a smile as he waggled his finger in the air.
"I can't stand cigarette smoke…it reminds me of a certain brute I really dislike, so if you would be so kind as to refrain from smoking until I am gone I would be most grateful" he was pushing his luck, but they needed him, so at worst if the man did shoot him, he would survive…if barely.
Yet surprisingly, instead of hitting him the man smiled…
"By brute I take it you mean Heiwajima Shizuo, correct?" this caught his attention…nodding in reply, Izaya didn't realize he was tensing his shoulders, he definitely felt odd around this man…
"Well Izaya, you won't have to worry about that brute attacking you, as long as you work for me."
"And how pray tell can you assure me off that? Besides…Shizuo he isn't…well I don't exactly want to avoid him, I enjoy our little spurs…"
This seemed to draw in some interest from the man in front of him as his smile grew into one that rivaled the informants…
"Well then, it will be in your best interests to work for us then"
"Why, what are you planning?"
"I'm glad you ask Orihara-kun…you see even as we speak, your dear Shizu-chan is under our control, he is a strong one, took a lot to knock him out, but now…every time you refuse us, not only will bodily harm come to yourself, it will also go to Shizuo ten times worse…now, do you agree to work for us?"
Izaya seemed stunned for quite some time, he had never been in this situation before, and chances where neither had Shizuo, he could say no…and jump out the car now, but then what would happen to Shizuo?
"If I say no, what will happen to Shizuo?"
"Why, we will remove him from the picture, if you get my drift which, in your profession, I'm certain you do."
Kill him…no, he wouldn't let that happen, he had to stop them, reaching into his pocket he pulled out his knife, his movement as fast as ever…but sadly, the man's movement was faster.
He'd just flicked his knife open when a loud bang filled the car and pain began soaring down his entire right side, falling to the floor he gasped his left hand coming up to cover the heavily bleeding wound…
For the first time in his life, Orihara Izaya was truly scared…
"Sedate him"
Hearing the shuffling of feet and the sharp scratch on his arm, Izaya inwardly screamed he had never felt so weak before…looking up at his captor, his eyes widened, the man was on the phone, and even though the sedative was working quickly, he still made out what the man had said perfectly well…
"We have Orihara Izaya…he has acquired some slight injuries, but the medical team can handle them easily…ah he's awake is he? Is he causing problems...I see, that's good to hear, but considering, Orihara-kun gave us a hard time, I think poor little Shizu-chan needs to be punished…"
"No…Shi-zuo…" that was the last thing Izaya remembered of that day as the black canvas of his unconscious mind made itself at home…
To Be Continued…
Okay to those who read "Roommates" try not to kill me for starting a new fic xD The next chapter will be up tonight, then sadly for the next 2 weeks there will be no update. The person commissioning it, requested after I finished and sent it to her, that I edited some chapters =3= but she goes on holiday tomorrow morning, and she doesn't like the idea of not being the first person to read the story she commissioned…so sorry about that :C