Shizuo grabbed the nearest object and went for the kill. His weapon of choice stabbing the man right in the stomach. The crimson fluid poured from his chest as the man began to laugh. Those red eyes shining in mirth as he continued to laugh and laugh. His bony hands wrapped around the knife and pulled it out slowly, bringing both the hand that held it and the weapon up to his face. A small tongue darted out, licking along the edge of the dripping blade.

"Well, well, well… someone has a temper…"

Disgusted, Shizuo was at a loss for words. This monster… this pest… he was not human.

"Ah, but Shizu-chan is a monster, ne?" The captain shoved him down onto the bench and moved the blade out of his hand. "Ah, I seem to have stuck a chord. Is Shizu-chan afraid of being a monster? La bête?" His voice rolled that gibberish phrase off sensually as he leaned over him, the hat falling to the floor, revealing shining, black hair. He smiled sadistically, "Such a monster… will you kill me?" He pulled Shizuo's hands to his neck, wrapping them there tightly. "Do you think you can kill me? Do you have the guts," again that face changed a bit, "to kill me?"

Shizuo stared at him, "…wh-what are you?"

The man laughed a loud dark laugh that rang out through the room. His face shifted more. "What am I? What am I? What a question! What a rather boring question!" His body shuddered, the blood still pouring out of him. His laughter continued even as his face contorted. Shizuo stared in horror as he watched.

The captain… what the hell?

"What am I? What could I possibly be? A god? A demon? Certainly I cannot be one of my precious humans! No," the laughter turned darker, more malicious. Hair spurted out onto his face as the pupils of his eyes became cat like. He looked over and smirked the most aggravating, annoying smirk that Shizuo had ever seen. "what would you call me, Shizu-chan? Where would I be placed in your repertoire of acquaintances?"

Hands turned wider, growing fur as his nails turned to claws. His face elongated. It was a strange mixture between cat and wolf. Shizuo snatched up the knife from the ground and stared at the beast before him. The captain's uniform in shreds around them.

"Are you scared," the beast cooed. "Does this form frighten you?"

Shizuo glared at it. "Why the fuck would I be afraid of some cowardly, pampered, pompous idiot?"

The monster laughed, it's voice going away from the captain's natural voice, it sounded… inhuman. It moved forward, teeth bared, "why should you be scared? …why not?" It reached out and clawed him down his front. The trails of four claws creating wounds upon Shizuo's chest. He tried to punch the monster, but it caught his fist in its snout. The cat eyes watched him with fascination.

"Damn fucking fleabag…" Shizuo growled at the thing.

"What will you do?" The monster murmured. "Will you kill me?"

"Why the fuck would I kill you?" Shizuo barked at him, "stupid arrogant louse…"

The beast paused, shuddering a moment. The eyes returning to normal a moment before he slowly started to turn back. Within seconds, the naked form of the captain sat upon the dining area floor. Those eyes staring up at him. "…what did you call me?"

"A fuck louse!" Shizuo went to kick him and the brunet dodged, standing up and staring at him in shock.

"A louse…"

"Yeah, you're a fucking flea!"

The brunet stared at him like he had grown a second head. The careful smirking mask gone for a moment before the kitchen door opened and the cook walked in.

"Fighting?" Simon looked at them both. "Fighting bad. Lunch good. You eat."

"Not now, Simon." The captain looked over at him and shook his head. "I'm not in the mood." He turned and snatched up his clothes, heading down the hall. "I will expect the first mate's lackey in my chambers by nightfall. The moon is going to be shining brightly this evening."

Shizuo stared after him, "fucking pest."

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"Oi! Flea!" Izaya turned to see his mistress walking along the deck, blonde hair tied back as she cracked her knuckles, "where the hell are my men? We're pilfering in five minutes!"

Leaning back, the brunet grinned, watching his love stand before him, looking angry as hell. He longed for nothing more than to be let into her bed. To be allowed the rights he had been given when they had first met, the rights she had promised him. Still she made him wait longer and longer…

"They're waiting in the lifeboats," he shrugged, "if they are disobeying, I suppose I could-"

"Don't bother." She turned, shaking her head, "I know when someone is trying to assert their authority, nice try flea. There are two captains on this ship though." She glared those mocha eyes at him, "get used to it."

He watched her leave and grinned, "oh Shizu-chan. If I did that, I would get bored. We can't have that…"

Izaya walked past his men, another uniform upon his person as he walked across the ship. His chest stung, the agony of so long ago in his very being. He felt that beast inside of him claw his insides, demanding freedom, escape. The boat swayed under his feet as he barked commands at his crew. The men went scampering around him in an effort to appease him. Too bad, there was no way for him to be able to fully appeased. There was no sating his desires. The monster that that woman had created…

His mind flashed back to that man in the dining quarters how fascinating. How unexpected. He wasn't afraid of what had sent two men to cells in the bottom of the ship, living as rats. He feared not of what had sent many a dead body over the side of this ship. He was truly a protozoan. It would be interesting this evening…

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A/N: meh~ -insert witty comment here for I have too many plot bunnies attacking me right now to come up with something myself-

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