A/N: So like sorry about the wait and if this chapter is too long, But I couldn't get in a good cliffhanger. This chapter is graphic like the last and has more mild Yaoi.
Enjoy!
Shizuo was stunned.
"Kama...Itachi...?"
"Yes."
"But...the shadows..."
"I can control them Shizu-chan..."
Izaya was growing annoyed with shizuo's stupidity.
There was a pause.
Izaya didn't like it.
Growing more annoyed with the long pause, he had the knife jerk forwards to tear through, then moved it slowly deeper, puncturing his stomach.
The shadows around his neck dug in their points to draw blood, that freely flowed around to the back of his neck to soak into the bed.
He could feel one of the points at his throat, and it made him wary.
"I-Izaya..."
He felt sick as blood poured into his stomach, slowly filling him up inside.
So slowly.
So agonizingly slowly.
Izaya pushed the knife in deeper, then jerked it away, spattering blood back in its path, staining the ceiling.
He pulled the shadows back, releasing his tortured prey.
"I'm bored with you for now..."
He tossed the blonde's cell phone into the blood pooling on his chest, running down his sides each time he took a painful breath.
"So...You'd better call Kamaitachi number one~ "
He chimed and vanished from the room when the streetlight flickered.
Shizuo looked around to make sure he was gone, before curling his fingers around the blood soaked device and puling it up out of the pool.
He opened it and filed through his contacts, but as he pushed call, the sticky liquid shorted it out.
The last thing he saw on screen were the words:
'Calling Shinra'.
"...Shit..."
He sat up, cringing and nearly puking, smacking his hand over his mouth to help hold it back.
He pulled himself off the bed and fell on the floor.
He growled as he managed to get to his feet, blood pouring down his body and pooling at his feet.
The moment he shifted his weight to walk, his legs gave out, collapsing him to the floor, forcing him to his knees. He crawled to the door, reaching up and clawing for the handle, blood slicking it and making it nearly impossible to hold onto.
He weakly leaned on the door, finally getting a grip and turning it. His weight pushed the door open as he fell out in a mess outside the door.
His home phone was on the table by the chair, he just had to get across the room to get it.
The thought was easy, the action was hard.
He crawled slowly across the room, slipping in his blood, leaving a crimson trail behind him. He slipped and was nearly about to throw up now.
He felt the blood sloshing around inside of him.
He pulled himself up and continued his crawl across the room.
Heiwajima Shizuo.
Crawling like a bitch on the floor that had been beaten by it's master.
He finally reached the table, reaching up and knocking the phone down so he could get it.
As he picked it up and started to dial, his hands were shaking uncontrollably, his vision fading, and he could feel the blood rising.
Rising dangerously close to his airway.
His fingers tapped the buttons, leaving a bloody print on each.
He lay on the ground and held the phone to his ear.
Silence.
Fear that he could have dialed wrong overcame him.
"A-answer...A-answer!"
Then, a ring.
Finally a ring.
Shinra was happily reading over some prescriptions at his desk when his phone buzzed, startling him.
"Hm?" He blinked over at the phone, watching it vibrate towards the edge of the desk.
"Neh? Whose that?" He chimed happily and spun once in his chair before hopping out and snatching it up. "Its shizu~!" He cheered, watching his chair continue to slowly spin to a stop.
He answered cheerfully. "Shizu~!".
No reply.
Shinra's smile started to fade, taking his eagerness with it as he plopped back down in his chair, he could hear Shizuo struggling to breathe.
"Shizuo?" His voice was concerned.
"Shin...ra..." Shizuo cringed and coughed violently, blood spattering out as it bubbled in his throat and poured into his lungs.
He was choking, drowning.
Drowning.
In his own blood.
"Shizuo?" Shinra bolted up out of his chair.
Shizuo dropped the phone, it landed by his mouth.
His lips tried to form a word, but no sound came out, just bubbling blood.
Only blood.
"Shizu? Hey! Shizuo! Hang on okay?" Shinra tossed the phone down and grabbed a bag.
"Celty!"
Shizuo could faintly hear Shinra over the phone, then heard a door slam.
He couldn't keep his eyes open anymore, and everything faded to black as he breathed blood.
When Shizuo regained consciousness, Shinra was pulling a tube out of his throat, connected to what he assumed was a portable respirator.
He coughed as the end of the tube hit the back of his throat, making him gag a bit.
His vision was hazy as he examined the figure he made out to be Shinra. As his vision recovered, he saw the worry on Shinra's face as he checked Shizuo's pulse.
The white lab coat was splotched red with Shizuo's blood, the edges of his sleeves solid red.
Shinra looked at Shizuo and tilted his head, questioning if he was actually conscious.
When he realized this, he plastered on a fake smile.
"Oh you're away! I'm so glad! I've got you all stitched up!" He said cheerfully.
Shizuo blinked slowly, then looked down his body.
He was covered with strips of stitches.
He ran his fingers along the tightly stitches slash up his torso, jerking his hand back and hissing in pain.
Shinra gently grabbed his hand.
"Don't…"
"Was just curious…"
"Its not the first time I've sewn you up…"
"Yeah yeah….I need a light…."
"No."
Shizuo grumbled and looked away.
Shinra carefully tilted his head to wipe blood away.
"What were you doing? Some kinky thing with a creeper girl and wearing a spiked collar backwards?" He teased.
Shizuo cringed at the mild stings as the cloth brushed over the little holes in his neck.
He grumbled and looked the other way, seeing Celty sitting on his couch.
He smiled at her and was about to say 'Hi', when he tensed in a sudden realization.
He was still naked!
He shot up to cover himself, hitting his head on Shinra's chin and tearing stitches out of his chest.
He grit his teeth through the pain and looked down.
Well, now he felt stupid.
A bloody towel was on his waist.
Shinra rubbed his chin and pushed him back down, huffing.
"I worked hard on those…" He pouted and resisted glaring at his ruined work.
Celty's body trembled with silent giggles as she typed, holding it to Shizuo.
'Did you think he didn't have the decency to cover you up?'
He scowled and looked back to Shinra, cheeks flushed from embarrassment.
"Guess I need stitched again…"
"I guess so…"
"Sorry"
"Its okay. I expected as much." Shinra shrugged and shook his head.
"Let me take the rest out and I'll sew you up again."
He carefully pulled out each stitch, dabbing blood off as it oozed out slowly.
He got another set of supplies and began to slowly stitch him up, weaving the needle so delicately, in and out as we replaced the stitches.
"There…" He set everything to the side.
"Now please be more careful…"
Shizuo nodded and looked down, admiring the precision of Shinra's work.
"Not bad for shaky hands" He chuckled.
"They're steady when I work" Shinra giggled.
Celty began typing again and showed them.
'Shizuo needs a bath'
She pulled back and tapped at it again, holding out.
'Shinra should do it.'
She leaned back and crossed her legs, setting the device in her lap.
Shinra giggled and bounced excitedly, knowing if she had a mouth, she'd be smirking.
"Dirty girl~! Alright. I'll clean him. You clean up this nasty mess…"
She bobbed her neck, in an apparent nod, as much of a nod as she could do, and got up, walking off into Shizuo's bedroom.
Shinra tugged lightly at Shizuo's wrist and helped him sit up.
"Put your arm on me and I'll pull you up"
Shizuo rolled his eyes and put his arm across the illegal doctor's shoulders.
"I'll just pull you down…"
Shinra shrugged and after quite a lot of effort, managed to get the beast to his feet.
"S-see?" Shinra snickered as he panted slightly.
He guided the blonde into the bathroom and leaned him on the wall.
"I'm not a stick Shinra…"
Shizuo chuckled.
Shinra smiled and kneeled down to fill the tub, making sure the water wouldn't be too hot.
"Shizuo…"
Shizuo let his mind wander, drifting on about how much he wanted a light…
"Shizuo." Shinra said slightly louder.
Shizuo blinked and looked at the doctor's back.
"Yea?"
"…"
"Shinra."
His voice was low and demanding.
Shinra shook his head slightly "I already forgot."
Shizuo huffed and eyed him, disgusted that he would so easily walk about with a coat soaked in his best friend's blood.
"Take that nasty ass coat off" He scowled.
Shinra seemed startled and looked back over his shoulder at him.
"O-oh, right right!"
He undid the buttons slowly then slid it off his shoulders and half down his arms. He carefully pulled it off then carelessly tossed it to the other side of the room.
He shifted slightly then went back to checking the water.
Shizuo eyed him, examining him.
If anyone had a feminine body, it was Shinra.
Hell he had Izaya beat.
Shinra took his hand out of the water, satisfied with the temperature, and walked over to Shizuo.
"Bath time~!" He giggled.
With a calm chuckle, Shizuo put his arm across Shinra's shoulders again, and let him guide him over to the tub.
Shinra pulled the towel away and quickly got him to sit. "Is the water okay?"
Shizuo shrugged. "A bit cool but I guess you know what you're doing.."
Shinra nodded, dipping a cloth in the water and smiling softly at him.
"I'm just going to clean you up…" He said softly.
"Alright." Shizuo replied with a nod.
Shinra carefully wiped blood off anywhere he knew there wasn't a wound, working carefully around the cuts and slices.
His cheeks, then his neck, his chest, all the way down to the naval. He dabbed carefully on the wounds to help clean them, repeating until his was satisfied.
He washed his back carefully then moved forwards to lift one of the heavy legs up, trying his hardest to hold it up as he cleaned him.
As he moved up the leg, Shizuo tensed slightly as Shinra's hands were getting close.
Dangerously close.
"Shinra…" Shizuo's voice was wary.
"I'm about done here…" The doctor said as he dipped the cloth into the red water and lifted another leg, cleaning it more slowly this time.
With his hands up at his inner thigh, his eyes trailed down in the bloody water, glasses casting a glare that hid his devious eyes.
His hand slid up slowly, his fingers curling curiously around the beast's limp manhood, letting his thumb run on it, helping him figure the girth of the monster in his hand.
Shizuo's fingers twitched as he cringed, pink sharply stinging his cheeks. "Sh-shinra?"
Shinra looked at him as he ran his thumb up and down him.
"You're enormous Shizu~!" He chimed as he slid his thumb over the head, pressing carefully against the slit.
Shizuo gasped and instantly reached for the easiest thing on the prodding doctor.
He grabbed Shinra's tie and yanked him forwards, almost pulling him into the tub.
With a squeak, the illegal doctor stopped and looked nervously at Shizuo, still wearing his smile though.
Shizuo growled slightly. "Shiiinraaa…" But his flushed cheeks said it all.
"Gomen Gomen Shizu~" He giggled and released him.
Shizuo snorted and let go of the tie.
"Thanks Shinra…" He mumbled in a softer tone.
Shinra blinked at him as he fixed his tie. "Hm?"
Shizuo hesitated, but grabbed the tie again, pulling him forwards, more carefully this time, and softly kissed his forehead.
Now Shinra's face heated with pink. "Y-you're welcome Shizuo…"
Shizuo let go with a chuckle. "Done?"
"Yeah"
"Good."
"Lets get you to bed."
"…"
"Shizu?"
"I'd rather sleep on the couch."
"Why?"
"Tell you later."
There was an odd silence before the blonde made an attempt to get out.
Shinra grabbed a towel and quickly helped him out and started drying him off. Shizuo obeyed all the silent commands to move that Shinra gave him as he was dried.
"Wait here." Shinra hurried to get something for him to wear, coming back with dull blue boxers.
He kept Shizuo steady as he put them on, then led him out and helped him lay on the couch, sitting himself on the floor and leaning on the couch. "So what happened?" Shinra lay his head back and looked at the upside-down blonde.
"I was attacked."
"By?"
"Izaya."
Shinra's face paled and his eager expression died.
"I-Izaya? He did this…?"
He looked away in disbelief.
"B-but…" He'd always known about the two fighting and abusing each other, but this…
This was too far.
"I killed him." Shizuo added bluntly.
Shinra's body when rigid as a knot of fear twisted up his stomach.
"K-killed…?…Wh-where's the body?" He jumped up with such an eagerness.
As though he could fix it.
"The morgue. That's the thing. He was dead before he attacked me. That's what's weird about it."
Shinra turned to him, puzzled. "But…that makes no sense…"
Shizuo lazily scratched his ear. "Oh hey what's a Kamaitachi?"
Shinra froze then slowly turned to him. "Where did you hear that?…Did Izaya mention it…?"
"Yea he said he was one. Said something about calling another one. I don't know what a Kamaitachi is, let alone know a person who is one." He dug in his ear a bit and yawned.
Celty poked around the corner upon hearing the conversation.
"Celty, watch him. I need to go back to work" Shinra said sternly.
"I'll be back later."
He quickly left before they could protest.
Celty sighed silently and sat in the chair by the couch.
Shinra walked quickly through the wet streets of Ikebukuro on the chilly night, determined for one place.
Izaya's place.
He shivered lightly in the cold night air, almost missing his soiled coat.
He looked up a the tall apartment building before going in and basking in the warm heated lobby.
Into the elevator to wait until it got to Izaya's floor. Down a short hall and to his door, standing there.
Waiting.
He tried the handle, gladly noticing it was unlocked and opening it.
Warm air blasted him as he stepped inside and shut the door.
The lamp on the desk was on, and a quiet clicking came from the chair.
The back was to him.
"Namie what's up~?" Izaya chimed and whirled around in the chair.
To his surprise it wasn't Namie.
But Shinra.
"Shinra! Its been a while!" He stood up and skipped over to the doctor.
"What brings you?"
"…You tried to kill Shizuo…"
"…I did, did I?" Izaya stood up straight.
"He's my friend Izaya…" Shinra said softly, glasses glared in the dim light.
Izaya pulled him into a sudden hug and softly pet his hair.
"Shinra…"
His voice was gentle, smooth, but just as captivating as normal.
Shinra blushed and put his hands on Izaya's sides nervously.
"I promise, I won't kill him…" He said soothingly.
But where Shinra couldn't see, Izaya was smirking darkly to himself.
He'd have Shizuo do it himself.
"He said you were dead Izaya…" Shinra's hands gripped his shirt.
The sadistic butterflies in Izaya's stomach died and a new set of a more gentle breed were born.
"Well I'm very much alive Shinra…" He pet his hair again, allowing Shinra to pull himself closer.
"And he said…You told him…"
"Told him what?"
Shinra hesitated.
"…That you're a Kamaitachi…"
Celty was busily back to finishing her task of cleaning Shizuo's room as Shizuo sat in the living room, boredly puffing his cigarette, blowing smoke rings and swirling them with his finger.
He took a long drag then exhaled slowly, savoring it.
He jumped slightly when his phone went off, vibrating in a slow circle in place on the table.
He snatched it up and looked at the name.
Kasuka.
Why was he calling so late?
He flipped it open and held it to his ear.
"Kasuka."
"Brother…"
"Its late. Why are you up?"
"I knew you would be up…"
Shizuo took another puff and exhaled.
"What's up?"
"I'm coming for a movie premiere…I want to see you brother…"
Shizuo smiled to himself.
"Then I'll be there."
"I'm glad…Is brother doing well?"
"Yea…Brother has been better…"
Kasuka sat down on the bed in his hotel and held the phone closer, as thought to get closer to his brother.
"I miss you…"
Shizuo chuckled softly. "Yea. Me too…Its late Kasuka…"
Kasuka nodded and looked at the clock. "I'm tired…"
"You should go to bed."
"I love you, brother."
"I love you too…"
"Goodnight brother…"
"Night…"
Shizuo waited until Kasuka hung up before closing the phone.
Hearing his brother's soft voice made his stomach fill with happiness.
He felt much better now.
He smiled again as he lay the phone on the table.
"I'll be there Kasuka…" He muttered as sleep quickly possessed him.
A/N: Was it good? Too long? Let me know! Kida and Tom make small appearances in chapter 5. For the most part, chapter 5 will be a break from the violence. For those who don't know what a Kamaitachi is, a friend gave me a good link. Just ask me for it. The end is drawing near! Rate and Review!
~Tidal.