I do not own durarara ( ´Д`) I wish I did...

The smell of blood was sickening to the informant. He knew it was his own, shifting again a splitting pain shot up his lower back.

'Bas-ards' he thinks, cursing out all the men.

He felt tears pooling in the corners if his eyes, the feeling of ruff unwelcome hands on his arms and hips were still fresh in his mind.
Sighing at his own misery he thinks of the times when he was happy. Times when he felt free the most.
"Shizuo..." He says out loud, then shutting his mouth.
Thinking to all the fights they had. About how no matter what day, what weather it was, Shizuo was always there to find and chase him.

"If he were in this... No...he would have people looking for him..." The feeling of guilt seeps into Izaya. His whole family hated him for he was a freak. Acting like he was above them all. And driving everyone away. "He has people...that care for him..." Letting a few tears fall, Izaya lets out a harsh laugh, he falls over snickering, then sobbing silently.
"I...want...to die..." He laughs through his tears, "nobody cares about me... So just...let me...disappear." He only felt his heart breaking.
He was still unaware of the frantic and furious blond that was watching him.

"Izaya..." Shizuo frowns. Feeling dread after watching Izaya break like this.
"I promise..." He hears Shinra's words again, 'you are going to save Izaya?' "I promise I will never...let anyone hurt you again."

He takes out his phone. 'Kaitoya is going to die for messing with my property.'
Blushing at his own thoughts and dismissing them, he calls his boss.

"Hello? Tom?"
Tom answers,"hey, Shizuo... What's up?"

"I have a quick question about a debt we collected a while back."

"Sure...who?"

"Mori Yugata."

Tom was silent for a moment," why him?"

"He knows a guy, Kaitoya Yairu, who took something of mine, that I would like to get back."
Another pause, "Kaitoya Yairu... He's an underground slave boss. Human trafficking,...you know...sex slaves..."

"Yeah,I have guessed that much."

Tom pauses, "something of yours...so he's after Izaya?"

"He has Izaya..."Shizuo doesn't question how Tom figured out that it was Izaya.
"6747 Yukira, the warehouse. The police have been tipped off before about this place being the center of Yairu's trade...And Mori Yugata mentioned it before."
Feeling a rush of anticipation Shizuo starts running again, "thanks Tom."

"And Shizuo..."

"Yeah?"

"Kill that bastard for going near the flea."

Shizuo grins, "I plan on it..." Then he hung up.
He ran through Ikibukuro, growling Kaitoya's name under his breath over and over.
Murdur was on his mind.

He found the address fairly easily after he took out a few thugs that he remembered seeing around Izaya in the videos. He busted down the metal warehouse door, entering and prepared for the men waiting inside to stop him.

They never had a chance.

He ran to the back of the building, the thugs all in a scattered pile, and into the inner workings. Only on door was locked so he assumed it was the room that held the flea.
He broke it down.

Panting and staring he felt a little relief at the sight.
Izaya was laying in the center of the large dimly lit room. Back to Shizuo, shivering. Looking over his shoulder seeing the brute with his ruby colored eyes he begins to laugh.

"Why," his throat was hoarse,"if it isn't Shizu-chan...here to laugh at my downfall..."
Shizuo could see the fear set deep in Izaya's eyes.

"I am not here to kill you flea."

"...that would be preferable." Izaya says flinching as the ex-bartender approaches

"Flea-"

There was the sound of a slow clap. Izaya cringes and falls silent, eyes growing wide and his face becoming paler.
"Well...of it isn't the brute of Bukuro... Here to save your precious Izaya?"
Shizuo clenches his hands seeing Kaitoya enter from the other side of the room, the red head walks closer to Izaya.

"Bastard...I'll kill you."

Kaitoya laughs and pats the mess of a man. Izaya flinches violently, trying to avoid the mans touch.

"Sit still." Kaitoya orders.

Izaya complies with a whimper, letting his eyes fall downcast.

"The little slut of mine took the training very well as you can see, Mr. Heiwajima...What do you imagine his price will be?" The red head asks caressing Izaya's, eyes still set on Shizuo's.

Shizuo raises a brow in anger.
"Take your damn, dirty hands off of him."

Kaitoya laughs again as Shizuo approaches.

"Come any closer," he pulls out a black syringe, pushing it close to Izaya's neck, holding the frightens informant hostage. "And I'll poison him."

Shizuo stops eyes narrowing.

"But...if you wish to save him," Kaitoya tosses a second black syringe onto the floor infront of Shizuo," you will poison yourself."
Shizuo glares at the red head.
Izaya was was in shock, shaking as the syringe threatened to end his miserable life.

"Until then, Izaya is mine." He hugs the smaller male close.
Shizuo picks up the syringe. Thoughts thinking about everything. His hatred for this man, and the want to save Izaya.

"Why is it this way?" He asks," why kill him, or me?"
Kaitoya grins.

"Shizuo..."Izaya speaks," just...leave."

"No,... I want to know why." Shizuo locks eyes with Izaya. Red meeting Carmel, then Carmel to the black coal eyes. "Why did you draw me here?"

"I wanted an audience to watch Izaya Orihara fall. To watch him end. What better way to have it than having his greatest enemy die to for him? Or him die because his greatest enemy tried to save him? Or, if you leave, he will be stuck here with no one." The evil man laughs,

"It's you choice."

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Red: ~_~; please dont kill me~ And sorry for the short chapters...

Izaya: AFRICKENCLIFFHANGER!?

Shizuo:...poison?... -_- really? (−_−#)

Red: I have nothing better to use ok,

Shinra: fav and comment to find out what Shizuo will do!

Izaya: When did you get here!?

Red: I will update soooon^^