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In a swift reflex the man placed his hand over his mouth and pushed Izaya backwards to the floor behind him. His cuffed hands were being squished beneath his own weight and the man straddling on top of him. As he lowered closer to Izaya's face still holding his hand over his mouth, he gazed upon Izaya and said quietly to himself, "Beautiful".

He then spoke up to talk to him, "I've seen you watching people from a distance, just like I watch you. When I don't see you I think about you all of the time, wondering what kind of expression you would make when I break you." Izaya's eyes got wide, "Yes! Those eyes, I love it!" The man let go and stood up, brushing off his pants then pulling a smoke from his pocket. He walked over to a comfy chair and lit his cigarette and sat down tapping some ash into the nearby ashtray.

He ordered the two men still standing in the room, "Get him up, take off the restraints and place him in that chair for now." The two men did as they were told. They rolled him over on to his belly and removed his handcuffs, then lifted him up not so gently from the floor. His wrist were extremely red now, the marks which left indents would soon bruise for sure. Izaya rubbed his free wrists as they sat him across from the man who had just told him disturbing information. The two men stood back behind Izaya on both sides as if they were to swoop in like a hawk, and take him away by his arms. Izaya sat across from the man trying to not look intimidated.

The man was very nice looking, older than he was - he would guess around 25 years old. He had bleach blonde hair, brown eyes, his body type was tall and slender with muscles, but he was not bigger than the other two men in the room. Izaya didn't even think of trying anything since he didn't know what in the hell this guy's real intentions were.

"Allow me to make introductions, that man on your left is Jun, and the other is Kaede (the man who spent more time with Izaya so far) and I am Shizuo Heiwajima, but you can call me master." He smiled at him.

"Tsk.. you think that I'd actually call you master, what era do you think your living in?" Izaya said.

He smirked, "Too soon I see. Well, you will be my guest for a while. I want to get to know you more."

Izaya responded annoyed and in a polite tone, "Good sir, you're not someone I would like to know now or ever. If you were a client I would have to scratch you from my books, and that says a lot. Just talking to you annoys me to no end."

"Oh, you hurt my feelings. For being an information broker you should know who I am. Guess you are too young or green." He took a puff from his smoke and blew it to the side. "You do know who the Oyabun is right?" Izaya's ears perked up hearing the word Oyabun, the yakuza family boss. Shizuo saw his interest, and slightly chuckled, "Don't worry I'm not him" he paused inhaled his cigarette and waited for Izaya to breathe easy. As he released the smoke out of his mouth he spoke, "I'm Wakagashira, his first lieutenant. Anyone who fucks with me, fucks with the Oyabun." He said in a deep serious tone.

Izaya knew at that moment that he was the one fucked, his eyes were blank and a million thoughts ran through his head. His instincts were screaming "I'm scared, run away, they're gonna hurt me, run now!" Izaya obeyed his instincts, he darted from his plush chair towards the fancy entryway. He made it all the way to the dividing room and was suddenly caught by his already bruising wrist. Someone had yanked him back and threw him against a wall hard, pinning his wrist and body against it.

A hand had closed around his neck, and he opened his eyes it was Shizuo who had grabbed him. "Where do you think you're off to? I wasn't done talking to you, don't be rude." Shizuo said to him "I want to know more about you. (Slight pause in his words as he got closer to his face) I also want to break your soul in half." Shizuo's tone was all over the place; happy, excited, and serious. "Breaking you may take some time, but I will lust for you and I will ravage your body in the process." He squeezed tighter around his neck. As Izaya gasped for air he reached up with his free hand and grabbed Shizuo's arm that was choking him.

Shizuo inhaled around his neck taking in his scent and he whispered in his ear, "I will bask in the beauty of the pain that I will gladly give to you, and when you beg me to stop I will give you more." He was pretty much groping him with his words. Shizuo smiled pleasingly and let go of him completely, he slide to the floor coughing.

I have already written next chapter. But my dirty little mind kind of got on the dark side, so I have to edit and simmer down for viewers, maybe. But maybe I can put a warning "extremely naughty". Anyone your thoughts on this dilemma? I may take some time doing this so bare with me.

(thanks anon, hopefully I fixed layout problem.)