My Beast, and Mine Alone 2
"Ayumi Takano, 28, was found in a dumpster decapitated as of last night. Her cause of death is said to be gang violence."
Shizuo's eyes widened as he looked at the small television screen that hung loosely off the wall in the corner of the small café where he was currently on a date. That was the girl that had 'invited' him last night. He had just seen her the night before and now she was dead, murdered. His fist lightly clenched as he heard what she'd been a victim to. The one thing he despised the most, but could never avoid. All thanks to a blood eyed flea that liked to fucking skip all around Ikebukuro.
"Heiwajima-san?" He sighed, he'd almost forgotten where he was and what he was doing.
"Sorry, Takumi, I just…knew her." The woman named, Takumi Izuya, gave a compassionate look.
"I'm sorry for your loss, Shizuo-san." Shizuo shook his head at her words.
"Nah, it's fine, let's enjoy ourselves."
A dark shadow stood on the edge of a roof, looking down with binoculars at his bleach blonde monster as he conversed with the brunette, green eyed beauty. His sharp teeth bared as he looked into her smiling face. The mere sight of her disgusted him to no end. The sincere smile that Shizuo threw her way made his stomach clench in anger. This bitch was next. The only one he should ever smile at was Izaya, and Izaya alone. The ravenette wouldn't stand for anything else. He should take priority over everyone else in Shizuo's life, and he would make it so that was true, starting with little miss Takumi here.
It was a wonder his beloved couldn't smell him like he usually claimed to be able to. Just as a safe measure though he covered himself in some dreadful cologne that brought tears to his eyes. All so he could keep a close eye on his loved one without being noticed. He hated that their relationship was one that Shizuo claimed was hate, but if that was the only way he could receive Shizuo's affections then let it be. Just to be noticed by Shizuo was enough to satisfy his lonely soul. His mind wandered back to worse times.
"You're a disgrace! How could you like men?! You disgust me, leave and never come back you worthless piece of trash!" His crimson eyes were wet and soon his cheeks followed, he stared into the brown eyes of his father. They quickly switched to the equally scarlet eyes of his mother. They both looked at him with utter disdain. The ones who had claimed to love him decided that they could just so easily discard him without a second thought. All because of something he couldn't control, a force out of his hands. That was the beginning of his descent into madness, and his first confrontation with loneliness. With warm tears in his eyes, he quickly packed his bags, and removed himself from the hostile environment he once called him 'home'.
His eyes burned with hatred at the return of such painful memories. He had willed his mind to forget they ever existed, yet at this moment, he trembled.
No.
This was a different time. He had someone he loved, and that past that he never wanted to relive would be permanently purged from his life. Those hateful people could never be called his parents. They were disgusting human beings with intolerant practices for a God that never proved himself to be there in the first place. Fine with him. If God couldn't love him, Shizuo could. It didn't matter anyway, to himself he was his own God, one that allowed him to keep his free will and live the way he damn well chose. Not one with riddled with conditional love. If there were conditions then he'd rather not be loved by God at all.
His eyes focused back onto the smiling girl, standing to leave, but not without hugging the delicious blonde in front of her. Izaya teeth set in a snarl as he was ready for his plan to set in motion. Izaya Orihara always had a plan. This particular one involved a certain busty brunette to be killed in a most gruesome way. His mouth transformed into a vicious smile as he looked up at the setting sun, and then back down onto the beautiful canvas of Shizuo's face. With light steps he followed the young women on her walk home, gracefully jumping from rooftop to rooftop like the cat that he was.
With a sense of being watched Takumi Izuya looked around her surroundings left and right. She had her trusty knife with her just in case something did try to attack her. At the very least she would be prepared. The streets was bare and she felt very alone and cold. Maybe it would've been nice if she'd taken the charismatic blonde up on his offer of a walk home. At the moment, she seemed okay, her apartment being only a few blocks away, but now she regretted it very much. She walked along, hugging her purse close to her the entire time. She moved to cross an empty street, but stopped to cross halfway when she saw a stray crimson eyed cat sitting there staring at her, but when she went to grab it, it launched away to the other side of the street and into a dark alleyway.
She could see her breath ghost through the air as she felt a cold chill rush through her spine. She was filled with a really bad feeling. She looked to her right, and saw two giant lights flash on and look directly into her. There was a stray 18 wheeler running in the road and she saw no driver. Her eyes widened as the great truck started rolling quickly towards her. She immediately broke off into a run, but realized she had run the wrong way. She was running in the direction it was going and there was no time to jump out of its way. Her heart chilled when she saw the cold, dirty surface of a brick wall and in the time her head took to swing around the hood of the truck was all she could see. She faintly saw a figure clad in black with scarlet eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness of night. It resembled the cat that she'd seen earlier.
Izaya watched as the brunette's body was splattered against the brick wall, organs and stray bones flying off to the side. The entire upper half of the woman's body was disconnected and smashed against a now collapsing brick wall. His bloody eyes glowed as he looked down on the scene was an obscene expression of delight on his features. It was in this moment that he felt a joy like none other.
"My Shizu-chan~! Bitch."
A/N: Let's just say I'm in a very dark place right now...I've decided to continue this for the betterment of my mental health and so I will leave you with this for now. Can I just say that Izaya Orihara is easily my favorite character in anime...hehehe~! Enjoy Read and Review! You all just don't know how much better your reviews made me feel so please shower me with more, I read them all! If you have any questions please feel free to ask, and if you want to talk just PM me. I love you all and would love to get to know you! Have a great night/day~!