Chapter 12

Mairu moaned loudly and pressed the ice bag harder against her head. Groaning she let her body plummeted down on the sofa. At least sitting helped relieve some of the pain.

Kururi was covering her nose with a cloth that had red spots on it. She had the most trouble getting home due to the bad limp she was sporting.

Looking at her, Mairu couldn't help but be distracted by the large crake in her vision that cut her sisters image in half. Moaning again, but this time in annoyance rather than pain, she took off her glass and threw them in the trash before retrieving her spare from the closet.

"That could have gone better" Kururi said in a hushed tone.

"Who knew that bitch could fight." Just thinking about what happened earlier today made her cringed. "We got our asses handed to us."

They had decided to sneak into Miss Gina's apartment and ask her a few questions about their brother. Picking the lock had been child's play. Once inside the cute but humble apartment, they waited in her bedroom with the lights off. Three excruciating hours later Miss Gina had arrived. The plan was to surprise attack her and immobilize her, so they could interrogate her.

Mairu plan was to first punch her in the face than slip her foot under her knee and trip her. Kururi would have come in and twisted her arm behind her back and pinned her to the ground. They had the element of surprise and things should have gone smoothly.

Mairu had bounced from her hiding spot almost soundlessly but before she could land a punch the lady struck her in the face. The impact was enough to force her back. When she fell, she hit her head against the wall?

Seeing her sister in danger Kururi rushed to help put the nurse caught her fist in mid-strike and elbowed her in the gut. Ignoring the pain Kururi tried to side kick her but her leg was caught and twisted to the side hard enough to cause a crack.

Hearing her sister scream in pain Mairu attacked again. But the lady saw her coming and used her grip on Kururi's legs to propeller her towards her sister. The impact was hard and they both let out a painful groan.

Tangled in each other limbs they frantically tried to stand. At that moment, the lights where on and they could see Miss Gina's surprised face, no doubt shocked that her attackers where two middle school girls. This at least gave them the time they needed to run out that from and escape the apartment.

Now safe in their home, the twin girls licked their wounds.

"Guess we're not finding Izaya anytime soon." Kururi sighed.

"Maybe we can ask brothers secretary if she knows where he is. Or how we can find him"

"Why not"

…..

Izaya was laying down, or as down as he could. Both his legs were still elevated. It had been four weeks since his humiliating violation. The act had been repeated four times.

The informant had never been very sexually active. He would usually hold his urges in till they became unbearable. Then he seduces a random girl and has sex with her. After that, he'd never see her again. The cycle repeats every few months.

He regretted it now because his body was so touch starved it easily reacted to the brutes unwanted touches. The more Shizuo repeated the act the more he responds to it.

As much as Izaya hated his situation, he never fought back, not that he could anyway. His broken bone had just begone to heal. Truth be told he didn't resist just because he was physically unable. Izaya believed he deserved this. Not because he did a lot of bad things in his life. He didn't believe in karma. If karma excised than the world would be a better place because eventually, people would get if you do something bad it will come back to you. This was his punishment for loosing. He failed, and the Shizuo had beat him. He was once a god but now he has been dethroned and cast down to become the lowly toy of the very monster that defeated him. He wasn't worthy of watching over his precious humans like before. He didn't even deserve to return to his old lifestyle, much less walk.

Izaya had planned everything so perfectly. If he killed Shizuo he would have won, if the other had killed him everyone would know the blond was really a monster and he'd go to jail. In the end, Izaya would have still won. It was a win, win, but neither of those things happened. Because of the beast friend's, they were both still breathing. Their decade-long war had ended and Shizuo had won. As the winner, he had claimed the spoils.

Izaya would have never thought that Shizuo would desire him in such a disgusting way. All his experience with the man led him to assume he was heterosexual. He should know better than to assume. Shizuo's sudden sexual interest in him might be based off an animal instinct to show his dominance. The chance that Shizuo might want a romantic relationship was very small and just considering it made Izaya's stomach turn.

Maybe during their fight, Shizuo hit his head and was suffering from insanity. Whatever his reasons were they didn't matter, nothing matter. Losing, especially to beast was unbearable. If Shizuo wanted to use him as a toy than so be it. Losing any ounce of self-preservation and all strength to live left Izaya hollow and emotionless.

….

Shizuo arrived home from work. He was sporting an unusual happy grin. He was even whistling a cheerful tune. Walking to the closet he began to undo his bow tie.

"I have some good news flea," he said over his shoulder.

Izaya only spared him a glance.

Used to no reply the blond continued to speak and change into his home clothes.

"My boss was so impressed with how well I've been controlling my temper, he said I can take on more…. What did he call it?" The blond looked up thoughtfully, his pointer finger rested on his chin. " Oh, he said I can take on more valued borrowers."

He sat on the bed next to Izaya. Gently he petted the other dark locks. "Usually I just deal with the lowest scum bags since it doesn't matter if I hurt them accidentally. It also comes with a raise too." Shizu looked around the room. "Its been awhile since I broke anything in the house. I think I'll save up and buy a TV and sofa. Nothing fancy, just something basic."

The blond paused, wanting the other to show some response. Those delicate crimson eyes just stared blankly at him. Signing he leaned over and kissed Izaya. It was one-sided but still pleasant.

Today any doubts he had about holding Izaya prisoner had ended. He was losing his temper way less now. In fact, he hadn't broken any signposts or bending machines since the fight with the flea. He had also been reframing from snapping at pestering people in the street. His friends and family all notice the change in him. They said he seemed calmer and happier and he felt that way too. Far fewer people challenged him and gangs were leaving him only explanation was Izaya. Good things happened to him when Izaya was out of the picture. As long as the flea was here he couldn't plot to ruin his or anyone else life.

"You have one more surgery tomorrow. It's for your legs." Grabbing Izaya's chin he tilted his head backward and opened his jaw. Izaya's skin was always so soft. "Those new teeth look good. Cant even tell they are fake. The doctor called them implants. Do they hurt?"

No reply.

"I'll make dinner. Any request? No? Then spaghetti and meatballs, it is."

Another thing about himself that has improved is his cooking skills. Before he just made himself cereal for breakfast and instant ramen for dinner. Izaya's body was still weak and need more nutritious food. Cooking and taking care of the flea wasn't as bad as he thought it be. He was not use to caring for another living thing and the never-ending work was hard. But it gave him a purpose and the company was nice.

Finally he wasn't alone.