Story: Izaya has been missing for two weeks. And Shizou decides to look into things.

I don't own Izaya or Shizuo. Or Durarara...

Shizuo Heiwajima hates Izaya Orihara.

That is why he was standing, fists clenched, in front of the fleas door.
All his thoughts were on killing the informant who was most defiantly planning something

.
'Damn flea...I am going to kill him. Kill. Kill. KILL!'
The blond ex-bartender pauses when the door opens before he touches it.
Slowly he enters the large room.

Lights were on, and papers were evidence of a battle that knocked over tables and there was a pool of blood, congealed, old, behind the flea's desk.
'Damn flea...nobody is suppose to hurt you but me.'
He searches the apartment over, finding nothing until he returns to the desk.
Seeing only one undisturbed envelope he reads the characters.

-To Whom It May Concern-

"Tch, damn flea."

He opens the folder to find a touch screen pad it blinked to life with live feed of a dark grey room.
In the center of the room there was a chair with a weary and beaten raven haired informant tied onto, annoyance bubbled up in Shizuo.
Some one dared to hurt his kill.
Suddenly a red haired man enters the room and grins at the camera.

"Well, if it isn't Shizuo Heiwajima. The infamous blond monster." The man spoke stepping closer to Izaya who was unconscious. "I'm shocked that you were the one who set off the camera." The man lit a cigar and put it to his lips.
Shizuo felt annoyance at the red heads voice.

"What do you want?" Shizuo asks, looking back to Izaya.
He could see blood comming for the flea's forehead.

"An audience," the man states simply, " a person to watch my greatest accomplishment. Breaking the great," he pats Izaya's head almost lovingly, if it weren't for the sadistic look in his eyes. "Izaya Orihara."
Shizuo growls at the display.
"And some one to watch him die by his own hands."

"No one but I am allowed to kill the fl- Izaya."
Izaya started to stir in the chair. His red eyes slowly opening, he looks to the red haired man. Eyes distant, then. They focus on the man that stood near him.

"How are you my pet?"
Izaya hisses. "Kaitoya Yairu. When will you-" he was cut off by a harsh slap cross his pale face, he winces again when Kaitoya yanks his head back.

"If you do not like that, I suggest you call me properly." He grins at the smaller man, and takes the cigar out of his teeth. "Address me the way you have been told to for the last two weeks."

Izaya remains silent, defiant against the abuser.
Shizuo watches as Kaitoya lowers the cigar and runs it over Izaya's collar bone suggestively, before jabbing it harshly into the white skin.
Izaya gasps and clenches his teeth.
Shizuo shouts, "Stop it! You bastard!" He growls deeply, hating to see something he thought to be 'his kill.'Kaitoya only smiles.
Izaya shuts his eyes against the pain, biting his tongue to remain quiet.

"My dearest pet." The man removes th cigar, "what must you call me?"
Izaya opens his eyes.
And Shizuo's heart stops. And he resists the urge to break the device.
'Hes afraid.'
Izaya glares, for once his smile wasn't on his face.
Kaitoya frowns. Dark eyes turning colder.
He back hands Izaya.

"You, shall address me as Master or.." He lifts Izaya's chin making their eyes meet. "Suffer true punishment."

Shizuo felt a little pride well up in his chest when his enimie spat back at Kaitoya.
"Like hell I will."
Kaitoya sighs and stomps out the cigar, then suddenly he hits Izaya twice more before knocking the younger male out, much to Shizuo's rage.

"I can't wait for you to see him when he's well trained." Kaitoya grins at the camera. "Oh, and he cannot hear you nor see you, I am the only who can hear you..." The evil man laughs, "he's my pet now Shizuo. And if you wanted him, you should of trained him yourself."

And with that the red haired bastard left the dark room.

The feed went on for a while. With only the small rise and fall of Izaya's chest.

Then it went black.

Shizuo yells.
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My first Fanfic that I have decided to write. Yes I know it's short and is horrid, but I have to start somewhere!

Hope you enjoy it^^

Izaya:why must I be the damsel in distress!?

Red: becaaaauuussseeee...

Shizuo: damn flea getting yourself kidnapped

Izaya: hey, not my fault. Shizu-chan

Shizuo: SHUT IT!

Red: please tell me of any mistakes that I made, and if there is anything I can do to make this better! I do not own durarara, izaya or Shizuo... I wish I did cause then everything would be about them and their undying love for- oh sh- I sound like Shinra.

Shizuo:...

Izaya: All you lovely humans! fav and comment if you want Shizu-chan to save me!^^