Broken down
Mikado's best friend had left her in limbo. A month had passed since their confrontation and the blonde's declaration she would be saved from everything that made her happy. There had been no word, nothing amiss or any contact. Kida Masaomi had vanished from Ikebukuro to the point that not even her mentor could find him. It was unnerving knowing there was an enemy out there waiting like a wild animal teeth bared for its prey.
It was the waiting game. Either the blonde slipped up allowing her or Izaya- maybe both of them- to catch a movement or an inkling of what was to come. Neither of them could relax their guard. That was most likely what Kida wanted. A chance to strike.
Shizuo was on edge. Her other lover was spending his time divided between them and his younger brother Kasuka. Kasuka was slowly getting better yet at the same time becoming dependent on the blonde not wanting to let him out of his sight. Something Izaya hadn't been happy with-at all.
"Good morning." Kanra smiled safety nestled within Izaya's arms. Izaya remained asleep arms slipping around his waist. The bed felt too spacious. "Shizuo isn't-"
"He stayed with Kasuka last night. Makes the third night in a row." Not a lot of people could pick out the irritation in Izaya's voice but she could. It was there now worse than the day before. It wouldn't be long until there was yet another argument breaking out.
"Kasuka-san needs him." Kanra reasoned. It did feel lonely without the blonde by her side moreover Izaya didn't seem to be holding himself in check when their lover wasn't around.
"As do you." The informant whined. "Click your fingers I'm sure he'll come running for you. He always does."
Kanra sighed snuggling against Izaya a kiss upon his lips. Crimson orbs flicked down gazing into her own eyes. "Shizuo would do the same for you."
"Doubtful. That protozoan likes screwing and that's about it. We're over the moment he gets another man to stick their dick in his ass. Probably Tanaka-san. That man always had his eyes on the clueless brute."
"Hehe." Kanra giggled. "You're jealous."
"I am not!" Izaya defended. "The protozoan can do as he likes. It wasn't like we were friends before." Kanra grinned reaching over to swipe the raven's phone. "What are you doing with that?"
Kanra rolled out of the way flicking her thumb across the small screen. "Testing." She gave a small smile counting the rings. "One. Tw-"
"Hey, flea." Kanra was shocked at how tired and distraught their lover sounded. "Something happen?" The idea had been to hand the phone straight over yet the device refused to leave her grasp.
"...good morning, Shizu-chan." Izaya grinned looking just as worried as she did. There was something wrong.
"Morning. Why are you calling?"
"Kanra wanted me to check up on you. Don't ask stupid questions protozoan."
"Oh. I should've called. I'm fine."
"You don't sound it. Kasuka keep you up, Shizu-chan?"
"Shizuo, go home. I can't imagine the floor is that comfortable." Shinra. What floor? "Fine. I'll be home in a bit. Let Kanra know." Shizuo didn't realise he was on speaker phone or ask to speak to her. Kanra listened to the silence that filled their bedroom.
"What was that?" She asked quietly looking fearfully at Izaya. "Did something happen?"
The raven shrugged returning the phone to the beside table. "Looks like it. We'll find out when the protozoan gets back here." Izaya sighed hopping out of bed. "In the mean time I'm going to have a shower. Want to join me?" Kanra smiled following behind.
x-x-x
"Who was that?" Shinra asked poking his nose in. Shizuo shrugged leaving the phone beside him. "You should go home. I'll let you know if there's any changes."
Shizuo lifted his head lazily lifting his hand to take a puff of his cigarette. "Nothing is going to change. I shouldn't have stuck my neck out for him. He hates me, Shinra. My little brother can't stand me. The one person that vowed never to be afraid of me."
"Shizuo. Go home."
"Yeah yeah. I'm going." Shizuo grumbled pushing himself up his legs felt numb from where he had been sitting curled up for so long. "Take care of him."
"You know I will. Do you want Celty to give you a lift?"
"No. She has better things to do. Later."
"Shizuo!" Shinra called catching his arm. "Your brother isn't himself at the moment. He won't be for a long time. Drugs are damaging to both the body and mind. Kasuka doesn't hate you."
"Guess I'm hearing things then." Cigarette perched between his lips he rolled his shoulders loosening some of the stiffness. "Don't look at me like that." Shizuo walked away leaving his brother in the capable hands of Shinra. Three pointless days and nights outside a damn door he could open as easy as tearing through cardboard.
It was a little chilly stepping outside the building and walking back towards his home. He was aware he probably looked like shit- hell he probably smelled like it. It was a pathetic joke how much of his heart felt like it was being gouged from his chest at his brother's words.
Logically Shizuo was no fool. He knew Shinra was correct in his diagnosis Kasuka wasn't of sound mind. His words were a jumble mixed up in a confused mind. His brother was an addict with a problem. A problem that he couldn't fix.
Believing every word that came out of his brother's mouth was a lie was only hurting himself. Somewhere deep down Kasuka was afraid of him. Hated him for what he had unknowingly forced his younger brother to become.
"Get out. I hate you. I hate you." Even now those words circled the forefront of his mind going around and around.
Izaya had done his best and failed. The media circled like hungry sharks ready to feast on a burnt out dying star. Shizuo raised his head looking across at the unmarked van. That was one. The man hiding in the alley. That was two.
Celty had dealt with most of them keeping out of sight. He had dealt with a large group when they had stupidly crowded him for answers.
Kasuka's career was in ruins. Every moment of his life exploited and Shizuo shuddered to guess when the confidentiality agreement would be broken. As soon as it was found out that Yuuhei Hanejima was Kasuka Heiwajima- well that was when the shit would truly hit the fan.
He could see the headlines now linking his brother to the monster of Ikebukuro. Shizuo looked away ignoring the click of a shutter close by. Kasuka didn't want his help. His brother had finally admitted the truth.
With a shudder the blonde flicked away his cigarette stuffing both hands in his pockets. Slowly he trudged back to where Kanra and Izaya were. They were the last. The last ones that loved him.
x-x-x
Kanra giggled running from the bathroom. She didn't get far a sly arm sliding around her waist pulling her close. "I'm not dressed yet!" She whined looking up.
She had only managed to sort her hair and underwear before Izaya gave her that Perverted predator look. "You want me to wait until you're dressed?"
Kanra gasped watching Izaya's hand slide over her belly. "No! I- I ah!" She squeaked falling back against the informant. "S-something's rubbing." The flush on her cheeks darkened.
"Mm." Izaya licked the shell of her ear. "That's my desire. Do you want it?" Kanra shivered nodding desperately.
"Yes. Yes please." Izaya ground against her. A pleasant shiver wound its way a up her body originating from the hardened flesh pressed against her panties.
"Good girl." Kanra nodded on tip toes arching against Izaya's bare chest. She wasn't aware when she had been turned around. She only knew her back had hit the wall, Izaya taking her weight around his waist.
"Ah!" Kanra gasped a sly digit sliding under the flimsy material. Izaya bucked his hips rubbing them together. "No. No teasing. P-put it in." Kanra smiled fluttering her red eyes. "Please, Izaya-nii."
The eyes reflected back at her were clouded with lust and need. Kanra mewled at the touches her legs squeezed tighter around Izaya's waist. "Who needs that protozoan? I can do anything he can. We'll let him join in if he gets here in time."
Kanra merely smiled. Her lover was jealous, worried and hurt. Shizuo would be returning home soon to join them. She missed seeing her other lover. "Yeah." She smiled. Shizuo would be home soon. "More."
Izaya obliged pressing another finger inside her. Kanra laced her arms around Izaya's neck bouncing against them. "Izaya!" She cried out. "Please. More."
The pair of them grinned lost in a haze of pleasure neither one knowing that their lover had come and gone or aware that something was disastrously wrong.
x-x-x
Shizuo glanced up at the door his thumb smoothing over the key. A small smile touched his lips as he unlocked the door. "I'm home." He murmured quietly looking around the apartment. The desks were empty. "Don't tell me you two are both in bed."
Closing the door, Shizuo slipped the key back in his pocket. The bedroom door was closed. Reaching for the handle he could hear noises coming from inside. Izaya and Kanra. Opening the door a smidge Shizuo froze. "Who needs that protozoan? I can do anything he can."
"Yeah." His smile fell hand dropping from the handle. He could see everything through that small crack. What exactly had he expected? Izaya and Kanra to be sitting in silence waiting for him?
Without a word Shizuo turned away leaving the apartment. On his way out he dropped the key on the mat quietly closing the door. His last act of kindness would be not to disturb the two happy lovers.
x-x-x
"Shizu-chan isn't back yet." Izaya sighed finally allowing her to get dressed. Kanra nodded pulling on her skirt. "Why don't you call the brute? He's probably still with his precious little brother."
She couldn't say anything in defence. Shizuo wasn't back. He said he would be. "Do you think Masaomi had something to do with this?"
"No. Shizu-chan just chose who was more important to him. That's all. I have a client to visit. Remember the rules?"
"Don't let anyone in. If it's a client verify their identity before letting them in or arrange an appointment and wait until you've done a back ground check. I know the procedure."
"Good." Izaya kissed her on the lips. "Be a good girl." With a grin and a wave the informant was gone. Out for the probably the rest of the day. Kanra smiled at the thought. Her gaze fell to the door mat seeing a silver key. Izaya had left his key behind.
That meant he would have to knock to get her to open the door. Smiling at her moment of freedom, Kanra ran into the bedroom shimmying off the skirt and blouse. Her bra and panties followed bunched up on the floor. The wig followed, the hardest to remove being the contacts. "Ow." Kanra winced poking herself in the eye in her haste.
Mikado panted flopping down on the bed. It had been a while since he had been himself. "I'm a boy." He murmured running the tips of his fingers over his flat chest. "I'm a boy. I'm a boy."
Moving his hand lower his fingers curled around his shaft. "I'm a boy." He whispered in a mantra tracing the thick vein. Opening his legs his fingertips brushed against his sac. "I'm a boy."
Mikado touched himself avoiding his butt. He could feel his hole twitching in anticipation. "I'm a boy. I'm a boy. His hand moved in slow desperate strokes. He tried not to think about Izaya's hands on him slamming deep inside creating maddening pleasure that left his body humming for more even after they were finished bathing in an afterglow. "Ah!"
With a defeated groan Mikado opened his eyes seeing his hand disappearing between his legs. Pulling his fingers free Mikado threw his arms to the sides sniffling as the tears began to fall. How long would it be until he did die leaving Kanra?
x-x-x
"This doesn't get back to anyone, informant-san." The woman in question stood with her hood up a piece of folded paper held between manicured fingers.
"Of course not." Izaya smiled breezily pretending not to know who she was. It wasn't like the hood and sunglasses were doing much. He could see the fist sized bruise across her cheek a dark purple that the foundation and concealer wasn't quite covering. "Shouldn't you be getting back?"
The woman backed away her trembling giving away her fear. Izaya waved like a child. If she wasn't careful she would be dead before he could use the information and he couldn't have that. She was bait after all for the final act.
Whistling to himself Izaya skipped along slowly unfolding the square piece of paper smiling down at the key information in his hands. It took only a moment to memorise. With a smirk his fingers tore the sheet one, then in half and half again.
His hand flew backwards as he spun around letting the information flutter like confetti blown in a gust of wind. "What to do now?" Izaya asked himself.
He could go back to the apartment and keep Kanra company. Though he supposed really he should go and see the protozoan. If there was a problem with Kasuka then-
Izaya stopped his gaze narrowing. There was someone that looked suspiciously like the blonde sitting outside a cafe with someone that looked like Tom. Izaya's brow twitched in irritation.
Skipping closer confirmed that the pair were his lover and Tom. Tom was the first to realise he was there. Shizuo was sitting with what looked like one of his sickly milkshakes.
"Shizu-chan, fancy seeing you here." The blonde flinched turning to look at him. "Decided to take a pit stop before coming home?"
"...flea."
"Well it looks like you're busy. Don't worry about me and Kanra we don't need you to rush around on our behalf. I guess you don't really care how scared Kanra was for you."
Izaya said nothing about himself. He didn't see the point in telling the protozoan he thought something had happened with Kasuka or perhaps been ambushed by a gang on the way home.
He didn't know what would make him angrier. Seeing the blonde sitting at a table with his boss or laying bloodied and beaten in an alley.
"Shizu-chan?" Izaya cut himself off mid rant. Shizuo was staring at him but not with rage. Moreover it was the same dead gaze that Kasuka held. "Oi! Protozoan!"
x-x-x
After leaving the apartment Shizuo did the first thing he always did when he was upset or after he had done something bad despite his hatred of violence. Sometimes- every time his body reacted against his will. Celty was the only one that could stop him. A monster like him. He would calm her and she would calm him. Shizuo's fingers took a while to move across the keys bringing up the message.
His limbs felt tired even though the blonde continued to walk on without a destination in mind. Well not quite. For the time being he could go to work. At least then he would have something to do.
His boss Tom was unmistakable in the crowd. "Tom." Shizuo called walking just a tad quicker. The man looked at him and sighed.
"...Shizuo."
"Sorry about the last few days. Stuff happened." Shizuo apologised.
"Shizuo...we need to talk."
Tom led him to a café ordering and carrying their drinks to one of the tables outside. "I'm sorry. The higher ups have told me to fire you. They said it was to be done as soon as I saw you."
Shizuo sat frozen. "Why?" He whispered quietly. "I didn't break anything."
"I know." Tom sighed.
"...but they don't need me?"
"No. I'm sorry."
Shizuo sat in silence shivering from the cold seeping into his bones. He no longer had a job. His senpai had given him a chance and he has ruined it all. Just like he had wasted the uniforms Kasuka had brought for him.
"Shizu-chan. Fancy seeing you here. Decided to take a pit stop before coming home?"
Izaya. Izaya had come after him. No- it didn't look like that was the case. Shizuo closed his eyes seeing the anger and disgust in those sharp crimson orbs hearing a faint buzzing in his ears.
"Flea."
"Well it looks like you're busy. Don't worry about me and Kanra we don't need you. I guess you don't really care how scared Kanra is of you."
Scared of him? Kanra was afraid of him? Did no one like him? Perhaps if asked the flea would give him the same answer. Hated or feared. What was the point of his monstrous existence?
Shizuo reached up clutching at the growing pain in his chest. "Shizu-chan? Oi! Protozoan!" Izaya tipped to the side. Shizuo stared at him a loud pounding defeating his ear drums. He could see Izaya's mouth moving. Slowly his eyes slipped shut. Idly he realised it was him that was tipping, falling off his his chair.
His heart felt cold. His body refused to move as he fell like a puppet with the last strings cut. Kasuka hated him, Izaya and Kanra were happier without him and Tom didn't want him. There was no one left. Shizuo gave one last smile before going still.