Al right mortals, new fic from the llama... Hopefully it's decent... and longer than what I'm used to writing...

Warnings: AU, smut, IZUO, swearing, smoking, Shizuo's anger.

Dingy. This place is no better than the last. Shizuo Heiwajima just transferred one hell-hole to another. His crime? Murdering the Mayor's guards and daughter. Hopefully the rest of that city learns that the man claiming to be the mayor was actually a dictator, and his daughter was involved in a human smuggling operation. That was how he lost his brother but the person who bought Kasuka turned him into a money-making actor named Yuuhei Hanejima. If only Shizuo had been patient enough but the emotional devastation of loosing his little brother was too much and he acted irrationally.

"Transfer of inmate #U744S-9292."

The blonde in unattractive orange walked with four guards at the corners of him from cell in one prison to car to gate to cell in different prison. Metal cuffs were on his wrists and they linked to his feet that were also cuffed to limit his movement. They could not contain his freakish strength, but thankfully he was not pissed off. If he was then the guards around him would have to use their stun guns. Two of them had hands on them and the third had a hand on his baton while the last his gun. Just in case something set the blonde off.

So far nothing was, not even the cloy calls and immature remarks from inmates that they passed put Shizuo in even a slight state of annoyance. Past seven cells on the F block and Shizuo was forced to stop by the guards in front of him.

"Open F-27."
"Opening F-27." BZZZZZZZZ

The roaring clang of sliding metal echoed loudly in the murmuring jail hallway. Shizuo could pick up little names and bewildered comments about this cell in particular before the guards unlocked the cuffs around his feet first and then his hands. 'Get inside,' one of them said, but it wasn't like he was paying much attention.

"Be nice this time Shinra, and don't cut him up!" The warning from the head guard followed Shizuo inside the cell before the same buzzing noise and rolling metal shut behind him.

"I get the top bunk~" A cheeky and somewhat nasally voice said from the shadows of the cell before a young man with brown hair that fanned out like an upside down pineapple top came into the light. He had glasses and a stupid grin on his face. "Long time no see~"

"How the hell did you end up in here?" The blonde raised a brow in surprise. Yes he knew Shinra was an underground doctor, but maybe that was what finally landed him here.

"If you're thinking it's because I do my job illegitimately, you are correct! Not even my beloved Celty could save me from a fifteen-year sentence." When he spoke of his girlfriend's name his hands went over his heart and then his right shot out to hold up his index finger followed by all of his left hand to make '15'. Shinra would probably go into details too if Shizuo asked, so he didn't. At least there was someone he knew here, even if it was the most surprising thing to happen.

"Time to sleep! Help me up to my bunk?" Shinra poked his chin and Shizuo sighed as he picked Shinra up by the collar of his orange coverall and dropped him there. "Oof! Thank you Shizuo~ Night!"

Shizuo studied the small six-by-six foot cell and sighed. The two bunk beds, a sink and toilet, plus the broken mirror. Almost exactly the same, the mirror was new—broken or not, it wasn't at his last prison. The bed was probably just as uncomfortable though, and the blonde sat down to test it. He was right, just as stiff and lumpy as before.

With another sigh, Shizuo lay down and tucked his hands under his head only to be startled when Shinra's face popped over the edge of the bed the former doctor occupied.

"What the hell?"

"I thought you said something," Shinra grinned, "Well don't hesitate to ask me anything!" Just like that he disappeared again and Shizuo didn't hear anything but snoring from Shinra. The blonde sighed turning on his side so his back faced the main part of the cell, his head was facing away from the doors.

Morning took it's sweet-ass time in arriving. Shizuo woke when Shinra fell from the top bunk and sat up startled as if someone had just poked him awake.

"Huh, what? What happened?"

"Good thing you're a doctor," Shizuo simply stated as he stood and walked over Shinra to use the steel can in their room to relieve himself before the guards came around to take them for breakfast. It was always at eight-thirty in the morning regardless if the prisoner was awake or not.

Shinra stood, "Don't worry I never hurt myself!"

"You might not, but gravity will."

"Oh, r-right, I'll be careful Shizuo." Shinra grinned.

Shizuo thought it wasn't necessary for the doctor to be cautious since Shinra was the least likely to get hurt falling out of the bunk while horizontal. He fixed up the orange coverall and sat down again in case Shinra wanted to use it. The doctor did. It wasn't any concern of Shizuo if the doctor got hurt by himself, the blonde would care if he was the one to hurt Shinra though. Perfect timing and the guard came to open the cell to take Shizuo and Shinra-and everyone else in F-block.

The cafeteria was big enough to hold all the blocks, A through H, and Shizuo's block—F—had three tables. All Blocks had three tables to fit the inmates, whether or not each spot was filled. But before they could sit, they had to pick up trays and their food. Each week Blocks went in a certain order, and this week it was Block H first and reverse alphabetical order, so G, F, E, D, C, B, and then A block. The next week would be the normal order.

Shizuo didn't really like any of the options, but he couldn't be picky, the only thing he hated was the rule he couldn't smoke. But even if he did, having a doctor for a cellmate might be the worst choice if one smoked regularly like Shizuo. The blonde got a full tray with drink of milk and sat in the middle of the third table for block F. It was one of two sports available. He sat down and got several stares, but apparently even his reputation preceded him in prison among the tough criminals.

The moment Shinra sat down those looks turned to pity, which made Shizuo raise a brow but didn't voice the slight confusion he had at their odd gesture.

"Aw, no fair! Shizuo-kun got the beef." The blonde turned to look at the whiny doctor next to him. His slop of food looked exactly the same as Shizuo's so how could Shinra possibly discern them?

"Wanna trade for my fish?"

"I'm good." Shizuo said flatly and immediately. This doctor had tried to dissect him one too many times to trust Shinra completely. Oh—that explained those looks of pity from the other inmates and the guard's words the day before. He didn't pay the sad look on the doctor's face any mind either as he began eating.

What was next he wondered? He ignored everything around him and began to contemplate the activities that this prison had to offer. He couldn't see much on his way in, but he imagined that the prison a good recreation area since it was bigger than the last one.

Shizuo stood to take his empty tray to the disposal area, which looked exactly like the kind in a food court at any shopping centre, and heard Shinra's joyful footsteps behind him.

"Nee, Shizuo-kun~ I heard the activity today is Dodge ball!" He grinned and grinned. "I bet they'll all want you on their team."

"Don't wanna play," The blonde refused with a frown, having a flashback from middle and high school and the stupid sport. Back then there was a student that Shizuo just did not like and, even though the blonde forgot him, he would always try to throw the balls as hard as he could at that person to try and kill them. It didn't help that right after high school they disappeared.

"Come on, please?" Shinra begged the blonde, "They always make me play even though I'm a wimp, but I am a doctor. This is why they make me play." A valid point, but Shizuo still wasn't playing.

Other inmates looked at the doctor like he was crazy for trying to make Shizuo Heiwajima do anything, let alone something he already said 'no' to, but the doctor was determined.

"I'll play if you shut up."

"Okay!"

That's what it took? Everyone else around them that heard and witnessed Shinra's pestering was shocked to find out that that's all it took for Shizuo to agree to something he didn't like. Too bad they can't use that bribery as well.

Dodge ball wasn't about to begin until ninety minutes after eating. It lasted two hours, but after an hour, the prisoners in Blocks A-D were allowed lunch or a change of activity. After the second hour, then it was Blocks E-H's turn for lunch. Lunch always followed the same order, which allowed the staff to replenish the food supply for the next four Blocks. Ninety minutes without Shinra talking wasn't enough in Shizuo's mind, because when the announcement came on for the sport he was dragged by the doctor.

Izaya: Hey, I'm not in this yet... Hurry and write llama, I want to make my debut!
Shizuo: No hurry. *enjoying a flea-free time*

Llama: Enjoy it while you can Shizuo...
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