I wish I did own Durarara...

Two weeks prior...

Izaya Orihara, best informant in Tokyo, was sitting in his favorite chair, enjoying making Namie, his secretary, do pointless jobs for him.

"Namie~" he calls from behind his computer. "Go pick up some ootoro, and don't take a cab!" He orders in his sweetest fake voice.

His secretary all, but growls, "if you're making me do this, I'm taking the day off tomorrow."
Izaya only smiles at the human," you already have the day off~" then he jumps from his chair, "so go! Fly like the wind! Run forest, run!" He giggles when she turns and tries to hide the fact that she was flipping him off.
The door shuts, and once again Izaya is left alone.

"Such an interesting human, ne?" He says to himself. "But not as interesting as a certain blond..." Eyes down cast, he feels a pang of longing," no, I am to be a god. To go to Valhalla, and awaken Cetly's head... I should feel nothing."

But still the feeling remained. Giving up on the job he was currently doing, he could always finish it later.
Sighing, he texts Namie just to take the rest of the day off. Looking over his many picture files and clicking one of his favorites, he sighs yet again.

If sighs could kill, he'd be dead long ago. Izaya thought to himself.

"Shizu-Chan..." The file was filled with pictures of Shizuo, from highschool, till now.
Some Shizuo knew were taken, others, judging by angles and actions, were taken from various points.
From the tree outside his bedroom, to one picture being blocked by a flying vending machine.

Izaya grins at the one picture the brute was smiling in, even though Izaya was in it as was Shinra between Izaya and Shizuo. It was taken during the last year of high-school.

"Stupid protozoan..." Izaya exits the file. He turns around a looks distantly out the huge window in his flat.

The something catches his eye. There was a red haired man across the street.
Looking up. At him.

Izaya stares back, his mind slowly figuring out who the man is.

"Kaitoya Yairu... Second strongest man in Tokyo...Slave boss..long time stalker..." His insides run cold as the man grins and lights a cigar. Then slowly he walks across the road and into Izaya's building. Remembering how he had sold out this true beast before, Izaya closes his eyes.

"Oh...well...shit." Izaya curses and hits the automatic lock. He reaches for his flick blade. And waits.

After a few drawn out minutes the doorknob turns, and the sound of the lock breaking fell into the informants ears.

"Evening Orihara." Kaitoya enters as if he was invited.

"Evening Mr. Yairu. To what do I owe this...pleasure?" Izaya asks, trade mark grin on his face, red eyes taking in every action this man was taking.

"Well...pleasure is the right word. And owning, well... You owe me everything." The man walks around the desk facing Izaya.

Plotting a means of escape, Izaya responds," if you are still mad about the whole, selling you out to the police thing-"

"No,... No" the red head laughs, black eyes locking onto the informants," I am not mad about that, because... You are going to make it up to me."
Izaya raises a brow," how so?"Kaitoya doesn't respond, but he did not need to. Izaya understood.

Flicking out his blade he stabs the hand that was comming at him. Kaitoya burly flinches at the cold steel.
Izaya jumps up and over the desk, knocking papers everywhere.
Kaitoya yanks him back by the hood of his jacket, back over the desk, banging his head on the window. Blood drips on the floor.

Easily lifting the dazed informant up, Kaitoya goes to leave.

Izaya snaps out of his haze, and kicks off the hard shoulder onto the dinning table knocking it and a few chairs over.
'Not my best idea.' He ignors the pain flailing from his escape.
Standing up ready again, he wasn't suspecting a chair to come flying at him, until it hit.

Kaitoya grins at the unconscious male. "Your body will pay nicely for all the things I lost...my dear pet."

And all Izaya saw was darkness.
~|_x_|~

After Shizuo's chat with Kaitoya.

Izaya felt more pain as he moved. His chest burned thanks to the bastard Kaitoya.
He opens his eyes again, to a dimly lit room.
Hands behind his back, unable to move. And no weapon for him to use even if he did escape he would have to go through Kaitoya.
He had lost track at how many days or even weeks, it had been since his capture.

Hissing in an uncomfortable position, he sits up more in the chair. And observes the room hidden door opens to his left.
Red eyes locking onto black.
The second strongest man enters, fallowed by a few thugs. Many people Izaya had sold information on.

"My dear pet..." Kaitoya purrs walking closer to the Informant,
He gets no response. Only a hard glare.

"What?...No, hello master?" The bastard asks with a smile on his face.

"More of a monster to me." Izaya snaps, letting his anger take hold.

He winces when Kaitoya yanks his head back.

"But, I am not the monster Izaya..." The man smiles, eyes flashing with danger, "someone else holds that title... I, am a god."

Izaya hisses,"you will never be a god. You don't love humans, and sell them like slaves."
"I give them a purpose. I give them to those, who want something dear to control. I give others happiness, what do you do?" He pulls Izaya out of the chair, bringing the shorter man to his feet.

"You hurt people, and sell them like cattle." The raven hisses.

Kaitoya smiles," and you manipulate, and ruin everyone. It isn't a wonder why you are unliked, and hated by all... Even by nonhumans." Releasing the raven, he lets Izaya fall to his knees, unable to stand."Did I strike a nerve?" Kaitoya asks in fake concern. "Did I somehow hurt your feelings, with only but words?"

"Shut up..." Izaya growls, attempting to stand, only to be kicked down harshly by Kaitoya.

"Let's see, if the Great Izaya, can change his attitude to his master." The man laughs, and others surround the younger male. "Let the lessons begin."
Kaitoya leaves the room.

Then all Izaya knew was pain.

~|_x_|~

Izaya: WHAT!? I only lasted like...two minutes! In my own house!

Red: I'm sorry!DX This was my first somewhat action-y write

Shizuo:...o.O whats up with the pictures of me? And when did you take the one of me sleeping?

Izaya: *Throws computer out window* YOU SAW NOTHING!

Shizuo: ...

Izaya: ./.

Red: Like i said before i own nothing! But the bad guy...awwww NOW I FEEL BAD!DX

Izaya:...you deserve it...

Red: ...please review and fav for I am not a god!