Chapter 5

Izaya was unable to talk for two more days after that, much to the debt collector's delight. Shizuo took full advantage of this and made sure to give Izaya his medicine in his special way, which he now admitted to enjoyed, but only to himself.

"I think it's time to give you a bath." He said nonchalantly.

This bath was actually a simple sponge bath. Since Izaya had practically been naked the entire time, he wasn't acting modest, he was angrier at the brute for daring to touch him, even if it was with the sponge. He didn't like the slow moments the blond would make when he ran the sponge up his leg or the way the brute would stare at him for too long. It made his hair stand on end.

Lately Shizuo had been getting too touchy with him. He could understand the kissing as a way to get him to swallow the pill since he couldn't do it on his own, but when he forced the bills down, Shizuo would unnecessarily run his hand threw his hair or rub his shoulders in an intimate manner that Izaya wasn't comfortable with. Not to mention when he washes his more personal parts he just silently looks at him without even a shred of shame.

For the couple of days Izaya had been doing what he does best, observing. It saddens him that he had to watch a dumb monster instead of his lovely humans but currently fate was being cruel. He might have to buy her some flowers later to put her in a better mood.

Shizuo would give him the pills in the morning and soft oat meal for breakfast, which had to be fed to him the same way the pills were. It was a miracle he hadn't thrown up yet.

After tending to him Shizuo would leave for work and come back hours later. As soon as he returned home he gives him the pills again and feed him chicken broth. When he wasn't caring for him the blond would clean around the house or just be sitting in a chair. These times were the most boring. He didn't even have a TV to help past the time.

Yes, the beast had fallen into a predictable routine with Izaya. In all the years he known him Shizuo had never once been predictable.

The third day he was able to talk again and more importantly he was able to swallow the pills and his food by himself, much to Shizuo's dislike.

"Shizu-chan? Shizu-chan? Shizu-chan?... SHIZUO!"

The blonde man had been ignoring him all day, and by doing so preventing Izaya from gaining the answers he so desperately wanted. Somewhere along the line he had started a one-sided conversation with the brute. Most of the sentences were long and very detailed insults.

"Shizuo don't you know smoking can cause cancer? But considering you're such a monster I bet you give cigarettes an illness every times you put your muzzle around one. Thought if it's possible for Shizuo to die from cancer than please continue to fill your lungs with that toxic smoke. You'll be doing a favor to the world by riding yourself from it. Bending machine and light post could finally live at peace with you buried twelve feet under. Thinking again they'll probably need to bury you at least fifty feet under to stop the smell of your rotten black lungs from leaking out. How long have you been smoking, ten, fifth teen years? Your lungs must me covered in tar."

Or he just goes on and on talking about some facts that led to more facts that kept on changing the subject.

"Shizu-chan did you know the man who invented the Frisbee was cremated and made into Frisbees after he died! Can you imagine that? Most people would think that stupid or that the person was to obsessed with his creation but I respect the man. He made something he truly loved and wanted to be part of his creation, though it is sad his greatest contribution to the world was so trivial. There are so many man out there who have invented such useful thing. It's a shame many of them are never fully appreciated. Like the bikini and tampon. Did you know they were both invented by men? It's easy to believe the bikini was made by some perverted fashion designer. It probably only took off because his name was well known. It's different with the tampon. The man must have had trouble developing the perfect shape and finding the right material. It must have been embarrassing to ask women to test his prototype."

When he finally stopped to take a breath he saw Shizuo banging his head against the wall.

"Did you know banging your head against a wall burns 150 calories an hour?"

Finally, Izaya had enough time to invent a song.

"Shizu-chan, Shizu-chan, S-S-Shizu-chan, Shi-Shi-Shi-zu-chan, Shizu-chan, SHIZU-CHAN!" He sang in a tone death beat.

"WHAT?" the blond yelled at him from his chair.

Proud that he was finally able to get a reacting from him Izaya celebrated his victory in his head.

"Not that I don't appreciate your lovely hospitality and amateur nurse skills but I am afraid I must really be going. You see I'm a busy man and have many important jobs to do."

"Important jobs huh, so how are you going to do these jobs when you can't even walk?"

"Well I might not be able to go out like before, but a lot of useful information can be acquired by using the internet." He hummed.

"How are you going to use the internet when your arms and hands are broken?" Shizuo responded.

"Oh Shizuo-chan, always as simple minded as usual. I can just pay someone to do it for me or I'll take a vacation till my arms heal. I could use a break; I'm always working so hard. I can turn this horrible situation into a chance to take some well-deserved me time."

"Great, you can take your vacation here. Here you'll have plenty of time to rest and relax while you heal." The blond smirked and leaned back against his chair. This little game was fun, he wondered how long he could play till he loses his temper.

"I simply couldn't intrude on you like that. You have already been too kind."

"It's no bother, especially if I'm keeping you out of decent people business. I'll be glad to play host for you."

Izaya was becoming visibly agitated. Shizuo swore he saw a rein on his forehead.

"I know your feeling guilty Shizuo but you can't keep me here and pretend to look after me to ease your grief."

"Guilty? About you?" Shizuo started laughing whole heartily. "I don't regret hurting you. You deserved it. I did the community a public service by putting you out of commission."

Izaya had been forming a theory that Shizuo had been taking care of him because of guilt but that was just blown away. He was once again left without a clue, well that wasn't true, but his other theory was just too horrible to even think about. In the ended he just decided to ask the man his real intentions.

"Then why are you doing this?"

"I told you, you're going to pay me back everything you owe me and your debt is big."

Izaya brighten up. "Well if its money your after I can…" he was cut off.

"No, your money is worthless to me. I really don't care much about wealth. I'll probably just use your credit card for necessary things like your doctor bills, but you will have to pay me back in a different way." Getting up the debt collector walked over him. Standing by the bed he looked down at the immobile informant.

"Then how am I supposed to pay off my debt, Mr. Debt Collector -san?" he pouted.

Shizuo leaned over. "I'll show you." Cupping Izaya's face he tilled his head up. Izaya deep menacing eyes glared right at him. Gently he brushed his black hair off his face. "I think I'll take my first payment now." With that he forced another kiss on him.

Izaya growled and bit down hard on the uninvited tongue. It was satisfying to feel the metallic taste of blood in his mouth.

Shizuo responded with a growl of his own and tightly grabbed Izaya's jaw with enough force to almost break it. "Don't do that again." Banging the ravenetts head against the bed frame he once against plunged in tongue into Izaya's mouth.

That slimy organ exploded every craves it could find. Shizuo kisses were just like his strength, strong and ruthless. Izaya didn't think it was possible to get a bruise on his tongue but he was sure Shizuo would leave some. The monsters tongue was almost strangling his. Now the taste of his blood made Izaya nauseous.

Finally, the brute pulled away. Immediately Izaya spit on the floor, trying to get all of the blond's saliva out of his mouth.

"Stop that. I have to clean that up."

"Screw you, I need to get your monster spit out of my mouth." He spat again.

"You don't like my spit eh." Using his hair as leverage Shizuo grabbed his head and forced Izaya's mouth opened. He spat into it and covered his mouth. Pinching that cute tiny nose, Shizuo refused to let the other breath. "Go ahead, you know what I want."

Izaya was starting to turn red and then he started turning blue. Shizuo didn't let him go, not till he saw his throat constricted several times letting him know the deed was done.

He broke into a fit of laughter when Izaya was gasping for breaths.

"You stupid fucking idiot, you disgusting savage. How dare you do such a barbaric thing to me."

Izaya's face was still red but now it was probably from embarrassment.

"Yea, well next time don't spit on my floor and if you don't shut up I'll gag you."

Apparently Izaya didn't believe him or didn't care because he continued to yell insults at him. It got to the point where Shizuo was suffering from headache. Smirking the bond gladly shut him up with a ball gag he had bought in advance.

"I warned you."

Izaya narrowed his eyes. He wished he had his knife with him so he could stab the blonds eyes out. He ignored the fact that even if he had his dagger he still wouldn't be able to use it, since he couldn't move from the bed.

The ball gag was much too large for his mouth and was already causing his jaw to ache. Drool was uncontrollably leaking out the slide of his lips and running down his neck.

"Perfect fit. I thought it might be too small for that big mouth of yours." Chuckling Shizuo patted his head before leaving.