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SOOOO! Sorry I haven't updated recently, geez and I was doing updates rather well. Again my bad.

Thanks for the reviews.

Really I just keep writing and I don't know where it's going. Like I said I get ideas and skip around, and have to fill in the blanks. I will try to update sooner, but I am in school so bear with me. :D

They made their way through the crowd. There was just something about places and booths for them, again they sat in a booth; but this time it was very out in the open. They had a view of the dance floor, everyone was staring at them both. It was like they were on display for everyone to peek at.

Izaya of course was wearing all his new duds. A new pair of dark wash jeans, and hanging from them a wallet chain with a new leather wallet in his back pocket. His designer shirt was a rather plain, but a soft long sleeve v-neck, as black as his hair. The v-neck accentuated his ever so sexy collar bone. When he was on his shopping spree he didn't even think of picking out something that would cover his noticeable hickey. To his embarrassment he had to bear with it; the mark of Shizuo.

They sat together quietly for a few moments, just taking in the atmosphere. Shizuo then called over the waitress, ordering for both of them. Izaya annoyed that he was at this club, in his presence and being ordered for; he was thinking to himself this was bullshit he wasn't no girl to be ordered for. A couple minutes later she had returned with their drinks. Shizuo had ordered 4 shots of top shelf vodka. Izaya looked at him as he placed two of those in front of him. "Umm.. I know that you're way older than me, but perhaps you already forgot how old I am." He shrugged with questionable shoulders and some of his Izaya attitude.

Shizuo just ignored him completely. "Drink up" he said to him as he was already tossing back both of his shots, so manly.

Izaya thought what the hell, he took one of the shots and copied what Shizuo just did. Izaya being young and not a drinker what so ever knocked it back letting the entire liquid run down his throat, and swallowed. In that moment of however long it took Izaya's brain to register that it burns, its gross, I don't like it one bit, Izaya coughed, almost purging his body of it right then. "Yuck! What the hell is that? It burns." He said to Shizuo coughing at the same time. Shizuo looked at him lighting up a cigarette, and Izaya felt his dark aura getting pissed for a reason he didn't know why yet. "No gratitude, do you know how much that single shot costs in here. That is top shelf shit, and you are going to drink that second one all up, no complaints." Shizuo said to him as he pointed to the other shot. Izaya gulped at the thought of drinking it. He picked it up and just stared at it, kind of like you can do it. He could feel Shizuo burning a hole into him as he stared at him, with a big gulp of regret Izaya took that last shot. He tried to block out the yucky burning sensation, he thought to himself why do adults drink this shit. He slammed the glass on to the table and looked towards Shizuo. "Are you happy now?" Shizuo smiled at him as he blew smoke away from the table. He handed him a small glass of cranberry juice, "Good boy, chase it with this." He said. The juice helped mask the disgusting flavor that coated his throat.

After about a 30 minutes of people watching which Izaya was thoroughly enjoying Shizuo got up to talk to someone leaving Izaya for a moment. Izaya didn't know why Shizuo thought he wouldn't run while left alone. If he did he probably wouldn't get very far. He sat there watching people and keeping an eye on Shizuo's whereabouts. Izaya started to feel a little queasy, like he wanted to throw up. He looked around and saw a restrooms sign leading to the back. Without thinking he just got up and made his way through the crowd, Shizuo looked over as Izaya was leaving. He watched him walk away, at one point he saw Izaya put his hand to his mouth. He instantly knew where he was going and grinned as he turned his attention back the conversation he was in, shaking his head-thinking "the young just can't hold their liquor."

He walked towards back where the restrooms were and was suddenly grabbed by two guys, that surprised had halted his desire to throw up. One of the men told him that they had seen him enter the club and thought he was young but beautiful. They thought he must be something special if he came in with Shizuo.

They dragged him into the restroom without checking to see if anyone was already in there. One of them opened the door to the larger stall forcing him inside, throwing him up against the wall. The one who threw him held him there, he noticed more kiss marks from earlier. "You must be used to this kind of stuff kid." He pushed up Izaya's shirt exposing his chest and midsection, the man saw his body riddled with bruises, love bites, and hickeys. The man was shocked as was the other man standing by the stall door. "Kid you must be one good fuck." The guy's eyes got excited. "Don't make a sound it will be over soon. We just want a taste." He made the most disgusting grin at Izaya. He grabbed Izaya's chin and jutted it up and to the side showing his yummy neck. The man pressed his body up against Izaya, placing a knee in between his legs; he began to lick the entire length of his neck.

Izaya in fear of being raped in a bathroom by two strangers struck a nerve in him, how he let Shizuo have his way with him and how he did nothing. So he finally tried to fight back. He somehow pushed the guy away from him and kneed him in the groin; he released him kneeling to the floor. The man standing by the stall door was pushed out of the way as Izaya darted towards the exit door only to be grabbed by the arm and thrown to the ground hard.

The man he kneed recovered fast as he was sitting on top of Izaya, he looked at him, the man backhanded him so hard it made Izaya' ears ring and his cheek was cut by a ring that he was wearing. He said to him, "Stupid kid." He then felt the man undoing his belt, he struggled to get away from underneath him. He slapped him again, yelling at him to not move, he kept hitting him until he held still, which didn't take much.

The man told the other guy to hold his wrist above his head. He listened and watched. The man on top of him pushed his shirt up once more, "You are a fine piece of ass kid" he bent down and licked Izaya's body. Izaya was trembling and in a daze from being hit. The man watching his friend was telling him to hurry up he wanted some too. The man told him being annoyed by his intrusion on his fun, "Fuck his mouth, I'm busy". Izaya's eyes widen in horror as the other man definitely got too excited as he let go of his wrist to undo his own belt. "NO! Stop! Get off me!" Izaya let out screams of resistance only to be muffled by another slap. He quieted for a second and said to them and without thinking, "Shizuo is going to kill you." He thought to himself what the hell was he saying, was he relying on Shizuo, why?

In that moment the door to the restroom opened. Both of the men shot up and one of them said to the other, you didn't lock the door are you fucking kidding me. The looked at each other and back at who had entered. Quick as lightning the man sitting on top of Izaya was hoisted off of him and thrown into the mirror above the sink and then going to defend his buddy the man was smashed into the stalls.

As this was happening Izaya slide away backing in to the wall. With his back to the wall and his knees to his chest hiding his face it went quiet. A piece of the mirror had fallen onto the countertop shattering, Izaya flinched and he didn't realize that there was someone sitting next to him.

An arm was place around him holding him, he looked up to see who it was dreading to see who it was; thinking it was a pissed off Shizuo. A kind and beautiful face was looking at him. A word bursted out from Izaya's mouth, "Kasuka!" Izaya made to jump away but the arm around him held him in place. "Hey. I won't hurt you, I just saved you, where are you going so fast." He smiled. Izaya looked at him thinking back to when he held a knife at him. "But you, at the delicatessen you…." Izaya stuttered his words slightly as he spoke. "Oh that no worries I was just fucking with Kadota… I hate that guy. I would never hurt anyone as precious as you" he said that last past more passionately as he stared into his frightened eyes. Kasuka loved the look in his eyes, how fragile, how beautiful, and frightened they were. A part of him he wanted to protect that in which he was admiring, the beauty that is Izaya.

TBC…..

Pieced this one together hopefully it doesn't suck too much. :P