"Beware the evil monster! It eats the souls of men who don't go to bed when they are told~" Masaomi practically purred at the muscled men of the ship as they exhausted night crew and shook their heads, claiming to be able to work a little longer.
Shizuo stood behind the man, watching the scene play out. His whole person feeling filthy after working the sails all day long, he was exhausted. Still, the replacement men for the nighttime looked downright pathetic. "The crew and I could-"
"We don't need Shizuka tellin' us wha' ta do." A nightshift man hissed, others nodding with him. The day shift headed inside.
"Damn witch."
"Why didn't she die when she was supposed to?"
"Fucking monster…"
"Hopefully the captain will eat her like the other women."
"We can dump her-"
"I'M A GUY YOU IDIOTS!" Shizuo roared at them in anger, ignoring the warning look from Masaomi.
The crew ignored him as well, heading to their designated areas. Kadota walked over and sighed, "just ignore them. They're being jerks."
"They hold a good point though." Masaomi grinned darkly, "no one lasts with the captain. You'll be dead by dawn's light." He waved, heading inside.
"…the first mate's a jerk too." Kadota added, shaking his head at the man's behavior. "You'll be fine."
"I'm not sleeping in that guy's room-"
"You have no choice," a voice piped up behind them. A crewgirl looked at them both drolly, "if the captain says jump, you jump. If he says die, you kill yourself. There is no disobeying. Disobey and you die."
"If the captain- that fucking louse tells you to die, then you should just disobey-"
"And become a veg in the cells? I'd kill myself before that happened."
Shizuo tsked, turning and heading inside. He walked with Kadota towards the sleeping chambers.
"You aren't going to the captain's chambers, are you?"
"No."
Kadota shook his head, "you have t-"
"I'm not sleeping in some asshole's sleeping quarters just because he turns into an oversized mutt when someone disobeys him."
"Oversized mutt…" Laughing came from behind him a moment before Shizuo felt himself pushed forwards. He spun on the tips of his toes and looked at the captain, the man laughing like a madman.
"Run Dotachin, run. Lest the big bad wolf eat you, ne?"
Kadota looked at Shizuo a moment before running to the crew quarters. Shizuo felt himself pushed again, the captain laughing more and more with each second. The hair coming out of his face rapidly.
"Want to hear something funny, Shizu-chan~?" The man's face illongated a moment before Shizuo felt something grip his throat. "We're going to practice my growling tonight. You seem to have the art perfected, then again, being a monster, that makes sense."
Teeth dug into his neck, making Shizuo cry out, he felt his body being dragged across the dilapidated hallways, the stench of sweat and pain through the air. That could have been just him though. He couldn't feel much anymore, with each second, it felt like his senses were being destroyed.
The monster threw him down upon gold silks, Shizuo's clothes vanished in a matter of seconds. Shizuo tried to look up at the beast, the red eyes glistening over him. "E…enough!" He tried to take back control, he threw a punch only to hit air. Those red eyes moved downwards, pain wracking his body as teeth dragged across his person.
"Does this please you Shizuka-chan?" The monster purred, "You were right, there is no man underneath this pleasing flesh and blood…" The red eyes seemed to shine. "I will kill you, Shizu-chan… You may hold onto that as you die on this night."
Shizuo had no doubt of that… Not as his consciousness started to waver.
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"How long must I wait for you, Shizu-chan~" Izaya looked over at the woman, the blond brushing her hair before a mirror in their sleeping chambers.
"How long must the sun wait for the moon?"
"That is a trick question, Shizuka." Izaya groaned, flopping onto his back, giving the woman a peek at his abs. "You know that the sun and the moon have nothing in common, they share no love except their love of humans~"
"You're an ass."
"Only for you Shizuka~" Izaya nipped the collar of his shirt and tugged on it provocatively, "let's play the tumble in the sheets game~"
"Or we could get rest before running into more pirates tomorrow."
"Or we could fuck."
"Or you can be completely unconscious and I can start a mutiny against you."
"Ouch," Izaya pouted, crawling under the sheets, "such a tease~ I don't know why I keep yo-"
"Don't bother. I'm not interested." Shizuka pulled away from the mirror and climbed into her nearby hammock. "We sleep like this for a reason."
"My bed is large enough for four of our men, Shizu-chan. Come lay with me?"
"Tch, and then what? Marry you? Fuck you?" The woman glared at him, "I'm not bearing your demons. Go to sleep before I kill you."
"Oh, such a shame, you assume so much about me."
Izaya clawed at the blond under him, oblivious to the man's pain. He felt the anger, the frustration, the outrage singing through his veins. The beast called for blood. The golden hair messed with his perception. The mocha colored eyes ensnared his senses. He was going to kill the woman. He was going to make Shizuka pay for doing this to him. He was a God! He was not a monster!
He saw the crimson spill forth, fascinated and intoxicated with the hue. Yes, spill forth. Color the insanity in your rich color. Make the woman burn in your fiery hue. Make it so that she will no longer be able to scorn him from her cell in the pits of hell!
"S-s-stop…"
Stop? Izaya felt the growling inhuman laugh pour from his lips.
What a comment! What a demand! Does the storm die for the ships that pass? Does death retreat to its home when the old man's son begs for time? Izaya dragged his claws down the bronze flesh under him. No, the only being with control in this world was him. He was the god of this land, of this watery land, of this ship and its crew. He would do as he pleased.
The blond below him hit him, the smack sending him from the bed to a nearby wall. Splinters flew passed his gaze as Izaya looked upon the monstrous blond on his bed.
"I said to get the fuck off me!" The blond sat up, wincing in pain. Nevertheless, the captain could feel that hatred, that unmistakable ire smoldering behind those mocha colored eyes. He loved it. He wanted more! He needed it.
"Do you not like what you have made me-"
"I DIDN'T FUCKING DO THIS SHIT TO YOU SO SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Izaya felt mirth tickle his gut at the claim, denial now? "Come now Shizuka-san…" His sanity was slipping further. He felt the fur extending, his voice growing deeper, more inhuman by the moment. He stalked forward on all fours. The sharp staccato clicking of claws upon the floor boards as he moved forward echoing through the room. "There is no longer a need to play coy with me…"
"I didn't do this to you, fucking louse!" The blond backed up, his face a strange mixture between horror and disgust.
Beyond words, Izaya moved forward, climbing onto the bed, his claws ripping the sheets like butter, his teeth bared. He climbed upon the blond and breathed deeply against his neck.
His actions paused though, the scent rippling through his senses.
"I… can't stay here…"
A young captain, Izaya looked over at the sobbing woman in surprise. He felt the arms wrap around his person and he felt shocked his very core. He patted the woman awkwardly. "Uh… I can't… Your father is my boss. Shiki-san will never forgive me if I stole away his daugh-"
"Orihara-san-"
"Just call me Izaya."
The blond woman looked up at him, tears spoiling the splendor of those mocha colored eyes, "I… if I marry this man… I'll kill myself. You don't know how much I'd rather be at sea. I don't care that your ship is meant to steal information and spoils. I…" She choked on her sobs, hugging him tighter.
That smell… Izaya felt it fill his senses. It wrapped him in its warmth and he couldn't… he didn't know what to do… He hugged the woman tighter. "What good will come of death, Shizuka? The only thing that will stop is your existence. You will no longer be. The only thing that will come of that is more pain." He pulled back and looked at her. "That will harm everyone else. It will be as though you've thrown a cannonball into the lives of everyone around you."
"I would rather marry you than live with the man my father has chosen for me." She looked at him angrily and Izaya blinked. How…unexpected…
"You would…marry me?"
She nodded, leaning forward, her lips pressing so innocently against his. Izaya felt himself burn to the soles of his feet. He remained frozen, unsure of what to do. "I would marry you in a heartbeat, Captain~ I would sail to the ends of the world with you…"
Izaya felt the blond under him gaining courage, but he couldn't breathe. The past… the present… he… he was far entranced by his own mind.
"Get off me…"
"Take me, Captain…"
"Fucking louse, get the hell off!"
"Carry me away upon your ship, let me be free."
Izaya felt the smell of the blond capture a hold upon him, sending him into a heap next to him. He felt the hands wrap around his neck, his crimson gaze looking up at the man. He was so lost. His gaze was blank, as though it were seeing the past play before him.
"I should kill you for what you've done." Shizuo's angered words didn't even register. "I'm fucking bleeding." He pulled back, making a sound of frustration, "damn. You're fucking doctor's messed up in the head too. You're lucky, louse. If this weren't your ship, I would kill you now. The crew would probably send me overboard though."
"Shizu…-chan…"
"I'm not your fucking girlfriend." Shizuo ripped the bedsheets, wrapping them around his wounds, "lucky you. She sounds like a lunatic as well; must be some fucking requirement that you had in the past for any member of your crew: must lose all marbles first."
Without thought, Izaya began to claw across the bed; tugging the man down. He climbed on the man and dragged a claw along his body, leaving nothing but the crimson that dignified itself to drip from the blond. He ignored the vexed blond's complaints, reaching down, gripping the man's erection in his clawed hands. That shut him up. He watched the captain warily. That was his manhood being put at stake.
Izaya stared at it.
Shizuo was not Shizuka…
"What are you doing…" The blond hitched his breath as he felt a claw lightly stroke the underside of his balls.
"Does this frighten you, human?" Red eyes flickered up to the man's face, wondering idly what could possibly be happening in that mind of his.
"…if… if you're going to do it, get on with it…" He looked away, covering his face with one of his arms.
How unexpected…
Cocking his head to the side, Izaya gave the throbbing need a long languid lick, earning a shiver from the blond. He looked down at his own need and looked at the blond again.
He did say get on with it…
Izaya pulled his body upwards, aiming for the cavern he had reached inside the man the night before, not even preparing him this time before he plunged inside of him. The blond arched, a scream ripped the air around them.
The look, it was so similar to Shizuka's… Izaya felt his reality twist. He should have done this to her… he should have made her suffer before she had destroyed his world. With every sickly-sweet word that dripped from her mouth, another ten years upon his death sentence of immortality.
He had lost everything because of that woman!
"Stop fucking thinking!" Izaya felt his face throb in agony as he felt a fist punch him straight on. His left eye losing all sight as it was harmed.
Izaya shoved himself into and out of the blond at a pace that would most likely horrify any sane person. He watched the man writhe upon the sheets. His mind flickered to the blond woman of his past, but as he dwelled, the blond struck at him. The surroundings became bathed in blood. Hair and blood mixed. The blond bit at his body, Nevermind the fact that he was a monster, his body a hairy, wolfish creature; Shizuo needed to bite something. The agony, the… pleasure? The emotions flickering upon his face confused the captain as he finally released himself inside the man.
He fell, tumbling to the corner of the room as the ship swayed slightly. The blond whimpered, curling up and wrapping the sheets around himself. His eyes shut immediately, falling into the oblivion of sleep. His features smoothing out as the room swayed softly to the waves of the ocean.
The hair receded on his body, his body returning to its human state. Izaya forced his no doubt black eye open, gazing upon the man slumbering upon his bed. Slowly, he inched forth, examining him.
He looked… smelled like his Shizuka...
He held that temper…
But he wasn't…
He wasn't his Shizuka…
The possibility of another out there who shared such characteristics as his former co-captain had never crossed his mind. Izaya forced himself to stand, leaving the mystical being on his bed. He snuck through the disgusting halls, down the stairs and the fungi invested backrooms. He traveled down until he found himself before the cells.
"Save the captain… break the curse…"
"Shinra…" Izaya stepped into the cell room and ignored the suddenly screaming Walker, instead moving before his former first mate.
The doctor grabbed the bars of the cell, looking at him in shock. "Captain!"
"Surprised?"
"You…you're human! Cannot not be that the spell was broken?"
"Save your breath, I have just gained some control for the moment. I shall be going to a private area of the ship for a while until the dawn's early light. I have need of your services though."
"Anything." The doctor gripped the bars tighter, his glasses glinting, "is it due to the blond man that you have gained control?"
"…Your aid is required for his wounds."
"Wounds?" The man shook his head. "Violence…"
"Don't start." Izaya unlocked the cell and motioned for the man to move. "I know it is your fault for his being on my ship. I don't know quite how you escaped, but I know this…" The crimson gaze locked on the doctor, "if he dies, so in turn, do you."
"Aye, Captain… Understood." Shinra forced his body to move, heading up the stairs, the captain following for a moment longer.
"You will find him in my quarters, Shinra… Oh, use politeness, he's naked and I do not approve of others looking upon my possessions."
Shinra shuddered at the ramifications promised in that dark voice. "Understood, Captain…"
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A/N: GOTT! CAPTAIN IZAYA! YOU HAVE SO MANY LAYERS OF EMOTIONS! –headdesk- I'm sorry for not updating faster, but I wanted a long chapter for this scene and it was being very stubborn. I think it turned out quite fascinating. Izaya's quite complex in this fic, and making Shizuo strong yet the uke…
Yes, quite interesting. The reviews, especially the demands for this to be updated in my other fics, are quite endearing. Thanks. Please continue. ^-^