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Chapter 10: Reality Hits Hard

Shizuo fought life, he was hurt. All he did anymore was struggle to find Izaya somehow. He called Shinra, even his bratty sisters who didn't give a fuck. He began to lose any sense of hope. Staring blankly with hazy drunken eyes he looked once more at the photos left on their table. They were random pictures taken during happy days. One of Shizuo asleep Izaya took, then one of said informant as retaliation. The two of them on the couch, another from a date they once had. Then there was one that was Shizuo's favorite. Him and Izaya cuddled together after one of their big fights and "make up" sessions in their bed. Honestly Shizuo laughed slightly about how ridiculous they both looked. Hair a mess and love bites on the two of them. In the picture Shizuo was cuddling Izaya in his arms as kissing the top of his head with a smirk as taking the picture of him and his lover who was laughing at the occurance of the photo for whatever reason.

Staring at it he felt himself start to cry again. He hated crying, but he didn't force them away. He missed his love. He wanted him back, or at least a sign that he was ok...

A doorbell rang at his front door and the blonde sat up brushing away his tears to answer. Opening the door to his apartment he saw a small package that was addressed from no one, but he opened it anyway wanting some sense of reality and relief from his emotions hiting him

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It was dark, possibly around 3 in the morning when the informant woken again from what you could say was sleep. Though said sleep was far from peaceful in his mind. Nightmares had been plaguing Izaya's mind ever since he had left Shizuo alone in Ikebukuro.

Slowly he brought himself out of bed to the couch area of the hotel's suite. Fisting his hands into his hair he tangled his fingers in the black strands. Grinding his teeth he faught back crying at his emotions that were threating on taking him over. His eyes heavy from lack of sleep, his skin even more pale than before. His mind was in a vulnerable state, which was bad for his job.

Hearing shuffling of noises Izaya's eyes widened as he sat up strait quickly while wiping all evidence of the tears threating to fall. The door from his bedroom opened, Izaya unwillingly shivered slightly as masking his face to an unreadable expression.

"Orihara," A stern voice spoke up. Voiceless words left Izaya's mouth as he tried to respond. Suddenly a fist gripped his hair harshly and lifted his head up to look at the other.

Though wincing on the inside Izaya's outward appearance did not falter, he mearly smirked at the violent acts. "Shiki..."

"Don't give me that smirk." The underground leader snarled. "You give me respect."

Hiding the feelings inside him Izaya grew bolder as stretching his smirk fully, taunting the man. "I hold no respect for a man who has others do his dirty work from the shadows."

A punch was thrown harshly into the smaller man's abodomen. "You are disgusting. An informant like you should listen when he is told to do something. I am the reason you even have such a job."

Laughing slightly Izaya replied, "I have such a job because of my skills and intellect you have your job because you use force to control others. I use their own minds and emotinos against them. Without logic people are nothing but neandrathals like you."

" ' Neandrathals' huh? Seems like you have taken quite a liking to humans with that type of description. Maybe I should get rid of that distraction, then maybe you would keep your focus on me."

Eyes narrowing Izaya slow with his words threatened the man before him, "If you dare try and harm him in anyway...phsyically mentally, anything to Shizuo I will not hesitate to reveal all of your intel and sources to-"

Harsh yanking on his hair caught the sentence in the male's throat. "To who the police?"

"Heh, why would I waste my information of worthless cops when I can spread it throughout the whole underground who wants you dead-"

"You should watch your words wisely little informant. Trickery with words is a nasty deal indeed." Throwing Izaya's head forward against the table Shiki snickered. "Its because of your own words that you have yourself in this situation. You irritate me." Grabbing Izaya by his arm he dragged him to the bedroom and threw him on the bed. "This is how you like it right? Someone like you who loves to control being controlled by someone who has the guts to take you on. "

Izaya clenched his teeth and threw a kick to the man kicking him off of him. "I'm sorry, you need to check on your information."

Forcefully Izaya was held down once more against the bedframe. "This must be how you two do it every night. Your the type that likes it rough, figures why you would want a beast like him to fuck you up your ass on a daily routine." Leaning forward Shiki whispered in the informants ear, "One thing he and I should agree on is that you make a good fuck."

Angry at himself and hurt Izaya faught back against his attacker who was ripping off his clothes, he couldn't take this anymore. The lies, the hurt, the threats that Shiki made to him. Ever since accidently allowed one of Shiki's men to follow him one night, he has been trapped with threats made against Shizuo. He hated to admit that he actually cared for his Shizu-Chan. He couldn't let Shiki do anything to him, that was why he allowed Shiki to do this to him. Hold him captive, violate him...every time it made him sick. It was a good thing Shizuo didn't know why he was late from work sometimes, but it still hurt him to lie to him. It was strange to even say that Shizuo actually made a good boyfriend. Though jealous as he could be, they always seen the good and bad in each other and yet still loved the other just as much.

A scream brought him away from his thoughts as he was suddenly roughly entered by Shiki. "There is that voice." Shiki smirked as continuing bucking his hips forward roughly. Latchign his teeth on his arm he refused to let out another cry. Not a sound. "Don't be like that, are you like this with him? You must make a trouble of a lover." Sharply Shiki pushed forward hasher trying to make the man from beneath him let out some sort of noise. Even with the event occuring between the two, Izaya still fought back. Punches were thrown his way as he struggled. "Come on! Fight me more! You sick fuck!"

When brought to completion Shiki removed himself from the mess beneath him covered in bruises and blood. Tired and broken inside Izaya fought keep conciousness.

Fingers fisted into his sweaty locks of his hair. "Hey, Orihara..." The mischievious voice spoke to the sore man. His body ached everywhere, body covered from head to toe in visible pain. "Say cheese"

A flash was cascaded across the room over his body as he loss sight to fall into black.

Authors Note: It was short and cut off for a reason :) ~What do you think Shizuo got in the package? What will happen to Izaya? IF I GET REVIEWS I WILL UPDATE IN EXACTLY ONE WEEK! WHOOOHOOO~! SO REVIEW AND YOU WILL GET QUICK UPDATE :3

-JokerSmiles ;3