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Sorry it took me awhile to post. Been busy and been experiencing lack of inspiration. So this is kind of a slower chapter but longer than most so far I think, I have to make a few to get to the good violent parts. HEHE. *devious grin.

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As Izaya and the yet to be named young boy ran down the emergency stairs for dear life, they could still hear the shrilling voices above chasing after them. Every few floors Izaya would quickly check to see if an elevator door was opening or closing, because starting on the 23rd floor was going to be a hell of a long way down. No doubt they would have been picked off on the ground floor by the time they had reached it. On the lucky third try of seeking out an available elevator as they descended the stairwell, from their place of observation from behind the door of the stairwell they darted through the narrowing doors. Izaya jutted his pointer finger quickly and with determination into the button labeled lobby.

With only a few moments of clarity Izaya asked the boy his name, he replied breathing heavily catching his breath, "Kida Masaomi, you can call me Kida." After Kida's introduction Izaya told him to call him Izaya, withholding his family name. Given the tension, they both jumped back as they heard stomping as the elevator whizzed by a floor. The brief moment of being off guard was over. Izaya watched the numbers descend numerically backwards above his head, as if counting down the end of his young life. Speaking in a long run on sentence without taking a breath Izaya rattled off, "Okay so when we hit the lobby run out of the elevator as fast as you can, follow me and we will escape. Got it!" In reply without thing about it Kida said, "Yeah, let's get the hell out of here."

After what seemed like an eternity of anticipation waiting for the doors to open, Izaya grabbed Kida's hand and they bolted out the elevator as soon as they both could slip through widening doors. In the process they almost knocked over three people waiting near the elevator. Kida looked back as they were yelling at them. Yelling something like, "Hey you kids, watch where you're going!"Shaking their heads and fists at them as they ran for it.

They made it out the front door with ease, but now which way to go. Izaya was unfamiliar with this district. They couldn't go far because they both didn't have shoes, they lost their house slippers running and no money for a cab. They decided quickly to run and duck into the alley, just in time too. As they kneeled down behind a few trash cans they saw Kadota, and a few other men who were out on the out on the balcony earlier.

Izaya watched them run down the block, he took Kida and ran the opposite direction. After three blocks of running and barely dodging unforgiving drivers of expensive cars, the two stopped to look back; panting as they surveyed the crowd. They didn't see anyone yet, but they had to find a place to hide. Izaya said, "I think they never saw us, we need to keep moving though." Izaya turned around quickly to begin running and slammed into something sturdy, knocking him to the sidewalk. "What the fuck!" he said as he rubbed his face and looking up at this wall he seemed to run into. Kida was looking at Izaya on the ground asking, "Are you alright?"

He had bumped into a man who could have passed for his older brother or younger uncle. He sort of looked like Izaya. He was beautiful, but with a more adult appearance; and had a deadly aura behind a polite smile. The man looked down at Izaya who was staring right back up at him. He said as he stretched out his hand suggestively, "Oi...Shounen you should watch where your walking." He pulled Izaya up to his still wobbly feet. The man looked at Izaya then to Kida, as if observing them. He took notice the bruises and lack of shoes, "Are you kids hungry?" He asked dawning a sparkly smile. They looked at each other. Kida said quietly to Izaya, "Do you think we should go with him? Crap! We really need to get off the streets for a while." Izaya shrugged his shoulders at Kida then looked to the stranger, "Sure, yeah we could eat. Thanks."

They followed this stranger who had offered them a bite to eat in a nearby delicatessen. All three of them sat in a circle corner booth in the back. The man sat first at one end; Kida scooted in on the other side and ended up in between him and Izaya. The waitress came other and greeted them with a pleasant voice, "Hello, how's your day going so far?" she waited for a reply but neither Kida nor Izaya wanted to mention a word about how their day was going." She took note of the silence, "Okay, so here are your menus. I will be back with some waters and I can take your order." She walked off and the man asked, "Why are you boys so gloomy? And where are your shoes if I may ask?" He looked at them waiting for a response. "It's okay no need to answer. I was just being nosey. Order anything you like, remember it's on me."

Izaya and Kida had thought they met a nice man who took pity on them, they didn't really want to take advantage of the only man who was nice to them today; but who were they to deny their stomachs the pleasure of free food. The waitress came back with water and took their orders. They ordered miso soup, rice, a hearty dish of pot stickers, and some fish. While they waited for their food they chatted with this lovely man who offered them help. He was an interesting fellow, had lots to say. The both seemed to enjoy talking to him. As he finished his last bite, it dawned on Izaya. "Hey mister, I forgot to ask you name. After all you being so generous to us kids." He wiped his mouth with his napkin and gladly responded, "Of course, my name is Kasuka. I forgot as well. What are your names?" Izaya replied, "He is Kida, and you can call me Izaya, nice to meet you."

Izaya and Kida thanked him by name for the meal and his generosity. As they resumed talking, Kida faintly heard the bell from the front door ding. He looked around, and noticed that people were leaving; but not all. Then his eyes got big as he finally noticed the man from the suite who had been looking for them, Kadota. He turned back to the table, and tried quietly to get Izaya to notice as well. No luck, he was enamored by Kasuka's looks and his stories.

All of the sudden Izaya felt the cushion of the booth sink, and he tilted a little. That was awkward he thought, and in that instance a voice rang out. "Hey Kasuka what are you doing with our kids?" Kadota asked as punched Izaya hard in the thigh, then placing his arm around Izaya tightly gripping him in a headlock of sort. Izaya grabbed at his thigh and began rubbing hard to try and make the pain subside. It was sure to another bruise on his body.

Kida Surprised by the rough greeting scooted over, further away from them and closer to Kasuka. Kadota eyed Kida, "Oi!... Are you sure you wanna get close to him boy? Guess you don't know who you ran into." Squeezing his hold on Izaya. "Stupid kids, this here is Kasuka our second in command. It seems you didn't run that far from our grasps." He smiled. "Oh and he is the boss's son, so don't piss him off." Izaya was speechless, and Kida just sat there freaking out in his own little world. Kadota pulled Izaya closer and whispered into his ear, "You made Aniki mad, disobedient dog. You will be punished for not being a loyal pet." He then held him while he basically raped his ear. Izaya tried to struggle but he couldn't break free, or stop him from violating his ear. He was grossed out by this.

He saw Kasuka staring and smiling at him, watching him being forced upon. It almost looked as if he was excited by this. Kasuka asked Kadota, "Kadota why are you here? Did you need something from me?" Kadota let go of Izaya while he talked to Kasuka. "I'm here recovering lost property for Shizuo, that's all." He nodded his head towards the two boys. "Property of Shizuo, these two boys...they are of quality stock there is now way that speck of dust could have acquired such excellence. Especially, the dark haired one." He winked at Izaya. Kadota said in a warning tone, "Be careful, that one is Shizuo's new pet, no touching or he'll break your fingers. Besides he's feisty and still needs training.

Kasuka had the expression that could kill, "That fucking barbaric blonde monkey, i will take what's his and kill him too, I should be number one not him!" Kadota stood from the table and his men held guns out pointing at the overzealous Kasuka. "Come to me Izaya! I will have you no matter what." Izaya sat in the booth contemplating what he should (make a run for it?), but he didn't want to leave Kida behind. As he sat there thinking about this and he wondered what the fuck was wrong with these powerfully ranked men, Shizuo and Kasuka. They both played the game of dominance.

In his daze, he heard Kasuka yell at him in a threatening tone, "Izaya, Come to me or I will kill you." All Izaya heard was kill you. Kasuka stood from where he sat and pulled out a fancy butterfly knife, flinging it from side to side as he opened it. Kadota's men got closer and Kasuka flicked his blade towards Izaya in an instant, in defense Izaya held up his arms. He was lightly sliced on his forearm by the swift blade and recoiled back in surprise clutching his new cut.

Kadota grabbed Kasuka by the wrist demanding that he drop the blade, he easily gave up letting the blade hit the table. Knives and bullets don't mesh well. Kasuka sat back down. "Fine take them back to that asshole, I will have my day." Kadota demanded the boys to exit the booth as he stared at Kasuka making sure that he didn't do anything else. Once they were out of the booth standing by Kadota, he said "Like Shizuo I like having the power, and I like hurting people, and Izaya ... I love watching beautiful things wither away in my arms." He grinned so big and so proud it made Izaya somewhat go weak in the knees.

TBC...

So I think that my next chapter may have a childhood flashback in it. I write this stuff up as I go I really don't plan to far ahead. I had a thought and it included his mother and there is some incest and some violence. This may happen later too, not sure as of yet.

I hope to get another posted soon, but with holidays here I may be distracted. ;)

Again reviews appreciated. One more thing, Should I label this story under angst/hurt/comfort or keep it angst/general? Anyone?

*No worries to readers who love Shizuo and were thinking something is up, he will always be in story may not be in every chapter though.