Opening the confines of the package Shizuo dropped the contents to the grounds as he choked back crying. Inside the unmarked package underneath bubble wrap was a lone picture of his Izaya beaten and covered in blood. Bruises stained his once perfect skin, his hair was a mess, but what destroyed Shizuo even more than seeing his naked lover like this was the ink written on the photograph.
"Here is your slut."
Falling backwards Shizuo choked back little sobs as he stared painfully once more at his battered once boyfriend. Grabbing the photo quickly he ripped it up harshly as his tears fell to the floor. He chanted Izaya's name like a mantra, staggering under his breath. Each time getting louder. Suddenly he shouted with great sorrow and suffering he screamed, "I-IZZAAYYYYYYAAAAA!" His fist punched into the floor beneath him breaking the wooden surface. His eyes raged with hate and anger at the bastard who did this to Izaya, he wanted to rip him apart. Suddenly, it was if his mind snapped.
He couldn't take it anymore, he felt like a madman with trying to grip on any little reality he hand left in his system. That photo, that photo destroyed what little faith he had left in their relationship. His tears suddenly stopped falling, his face turned into an unreadable expression. The fire behind his brown eyes was gone, Shizuo Heiwajima was nothing more than a walking shell of a body.
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"Hehe, good morning Orihara." That slimy voice spoke as Izaya squinted his eyes open. "Hope you slept well, you've been out for 2 whole days." That smirk upon his face.
"Fuck you Shiki" Izaya snarled as using nearly all his energy to hit his prior employer.
Shiki smile stretched as he dodged the weak attempt in harming him. "Oh my such a spitfire attitude today." His eyes followed Izaya's still damaged body slowly getting up from bed and grabbing some clothes. "You know..." Shiki started as waving around a rectangular paper in his hand. "You have quite the photogenic face." He laughed.
Izaya stopped in his tracks and turned on his heels around to face him. "What?" His eyes narrowed.
"Have a look" The picture was thrown in his direction. Looking upon the picture Izaya's red tinted eyes flared up in anger. "You disgusting perverted fuck! What the hell is wrong with you?" He ripped up the picture in disgust. Irritated he began again to try again to leave that bedroom. "You know, I am glad I wasn't the only one to enjoy its beauty."
That comment made the informant stop in his tracks once more. Running over the underground operator Izaya grasped onto his shirt harshly with new-found strength. Not caring about his stark naked form being exposed he shook him . "What did you do?"
"Nothing really, just sent it to a friend of ours."
Unhesitantly Izaya broke the lamp beside him and brought a broken shard to the man's throat."Who did you send it to?" His eyes narrowed as blood began to drip from his palm.
"Just a broken soul who needed a little pick me up. No one you would recognize now. I believe his name was Heiwajima."
"You bastard. I told you to leave him out of this!" Izaya threatened as digging the sharp blade awfully close to the other's neck.
"He was already a weakened body, all he needed was that push to fall completely in despair. You don't own him anymore Izaya. He is completely gone from your reach. He is not yours any longer." With Izaya in shock Shiki took this opportunity to remove the porcelain was from Izaya's palm."There is nothing you can do." Shiki wrapped his arms around Izaya's small frame. "You are mine, for forever and always." Feeling no remorse or fear Izaya snapped and punched Shiki strait in the face. Taking this opportunity he grabbed his bag of clothes and wallet he draped his jacket on his slender body. Grabbing a vase he threw it at Shiki's head making blood fall slowly down his angry face.
"You little slut!" Shiki yelled as bringing a hand to his forehead to stop the bleeding.
"If you dare come after me I will-no...when I get back I will expose everything of you to everyone! I should have never even fell down into this!" Izaya pulled his boots on and threw one final glare at the injured mans way. "Just so you know, me and Shizu-Chan will never change so say what you want about me, because I have no friends. I have allies and my boyfriend. So nothing you do can bring me down anymore, he is my protection from assholes like you!" Turning away towards the door he whispered to himself. "I only wish I knew it sooner." With that he ran out the door to the elevator not giving Shiki time to follow. Pressing frantically at the button, hands shaking he watched the elevator door close to bring him down 70 floors. His fingers frantically tried to zip up his jacket. Reaching in his bag of clothes he pulled out a pair of underwear and shorts and quickly pulled them on. As the large door shook open Izaya pulled his bag over his shoulder and ran. Not bothering to stop, he ran as quick as his legs would carry him. He pulled out his cellphone and dialed Shizuo.
The phone rang and rang, but no answer. He continued to call Shizuo still no answer. Finally after running 3 miles and a taxi ride he reached Ikebukuro. He ran up to his and Shizuo's apartment. He dropped his things and breathed harshly as he looked frantically throughout the apartment. "Shizu-Chan?" He went to their bedroom. "Shizu-Chan?" He looked once more throughout the house. "Shizuo? Shizuo I'm-" He stopped as he noticed the ripped remains of the photograph Shiki had sent. Not bothering to change his attire he ran outside the apartment to look for the once debt collector. All over the city he searched, he ran to russia sushi and ran straight on into Simon. "Simon have you seen Shizuo I-"
"I-Izaya you back home now? Shizuo not looking too good. Why you leave him? He depressed. Moody like puberty."
Not wanting to hear Simon's logic today Izaya pushed on trying to get some form of information on Shizuo's whereabouts. "Simon where is he? Have you seen him today?" Izaya questioned quickly. "Shizuo just went to bar like past week. The bar down there to right." Simon pointed.
WIthout saying goodbye to Simon, Izaya ran to the bar. Pushing through the doors he scan
ned his eyes for the mess of blonde he knew in the crowd. Finally he spotted his Shizu-Chan at the stool counter. Pushing past sea of grinding men and women, he fell against the bar. "Shizuo!" The blonde kept his gaze forward not even turning a glance. Izaya put a hand on his shoulder. "S-Shizu-Chan come on. Look at me." Shizuo remained forward. Looking into his eyes Izaya found himself near crying, his eyes...the spark was gone. His brown eyes were lost in his own thoughts away from the outside world around him. It was like Shizuo didn't even see him, seemly as if he was trapped in his own mind.
"Izaya." Izaya's eyes widened when he realized Shizuo's lips did not once move. Turning his head he recognized one of Shiki's men. Eyes narrowing, Izaya panicked not able to deal with even these low-class gang members in state. Scared he grasped at Shizuo's arm. "Shizuo please look at me!" Izaya shouted the best he could over the music. "Izaya Orihara, Shiki is waiting for you outside. Come nicely." Izaya turned a glare at them as he shook his lover's arm. Grabbing at his cheeks he cried as he looked at the drunken emotionless face. He resorted himself to slapping Shizuo strait across the face trying to gain some emotion or rise from him, nothing. Izaya's arm was grabbed and yanked harshly. Pulling his arm away from the hold he cried, "Shizuo please!" Pushing forward he planted his lips on the brute's own. "Come on!" The two men groaned as they pulled Izaya's current fragile body dragging him away from Shizuo through the crowd. "Shizuo! Don't let them take me away from you! Shizuo! WAKE THE FUCK UP! YOU HEAR ME? SHIZUO!"
Izaya stared with blurry eyes as he was being pulled away from the one he loved and towards his hatred. Suddenly the music in the bar turned to a halt with a screech as a loud crash emitted. People began screaming and swarming around toward the exit. A bar stool went flying across the bar towards one of the men hitting him full on in the face.
The cheesy jukebox was hoisted high into the hair upon the shoulders of a very pissed blonde. The one holding Izaya shuttered in fear, releasing him from his hold the man stepped back cowering. "I-I-I'm sorry. It was Shiki's orders I-" The jukebox hit the other harshly in the stomach making him fall to the ground. Pushing every chaotic person out of his way Shizuo stomped over to Izaya. Izaya opened his arms wide wanting embrace.
"Shizu-Chan..." Tears of happiness flowed from his eyes. "I missed you so much-" A strong fist forced itself into Izaya's face most likely going to leave a mark. Holding a hand to his cheek Izaya gasped. "Shi-Shizuo why-" Forcefully arms wrapped around him pushing the small framed male to the wall. The blonde buried his face into his shoulder. Izaya could feel Shizuo shake as he cried into his jacket. Shizuo nuzzled his face against Izaya's neck, kissing it softly as soft cries left his lips. No doubt he was trying to appear strong in front of him. "Shizu-Chan." Izaya pulled Shizuo's face up to his own and stared into his eyes to see Shizuo stifling sobs. Looking at his face, Izaya saw the man Shizuo he had become. Shizuo's eyes became baggy from lack of sleep, they appeared puffy from crying at multiple times. Tears beginning to fall from his own eyes Izaya cried, "What have you done to yourself?" Wincing at his own comment, Izaya changed his statement. "What have I done to you? Where did your heat and fire go?" Izaya's eyes becan to water even more as he rubbed the palm of his hand against Shizuo's cheek. "You've miss me haven't you? I'm so sorry Shizuo." Surprisingly, Shizuo pushed forward locking his lips against Izaya's.
Their lips melded in sync. The brute's hands wrapped tightly and securely around the raven's waist. Izaya's own hands lost themselves in the mop of blonde strands of hair of Shizuo's head. The kiss was soft, yet the emotions pouring from Shizuo released themselves into the kiss. Displaying not only his fear of Izaya leaving him again, but his dominant anger of the situation Izaya put them in. The worry in Shizuo's heart expressed surely when he began to shake again as if he were only a mere child. Pulling away the blonde buried his face in the informant's neck once more. "Are you really here? Is this real? Not a dream? Are you ok? Th-That picture...It-" "It was something that someone horrible did." Izaya stated as petting at Shizuo's back.
"I will kill them." Shizuo growled as shaking no longer with fear and sorrow, but with rage holding Izaya in his arms.
"Shizuo I will handle him I-"
"No! I just got you back, I will not let you leave my sight again. EVER! I will kill him. He will pay. I am going to tear him apart him! He-"
"Shizu-Chan." Izaya said softly as smiling lightly feeling his body's energy begin to leave him from all the days events. "Lets just go home. I'm...kinda tired."He said softly forgetting about those men and Shiki all together. Unknowing when, Izaya collapsed safely in Shizuo's arms. Gathering the small man in his care Shizuo walked out the door to head home.
Once exiting the now empty bar Shizuo came across a man in a white suit smirking a dirty smile at him. "Hello Shizuo Heiwajima. How'd you like to hand over my property and I'd be on my way."
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