Shizuo was walking home late at night when he spotted Izaya on a street corner. Their eyes met for an instant, then the chase began. Izaya ran for about a block then ducked inside an abandoned wear house. Shizuo blindly followed him. The wear house was pitch black except for one streak of light. Shizuo noticed something shining in the light. He walked over and, in silver paint, read the word stupid. Shizuo realized it was a trap, but he was to late. Izaya suddenly appeared and slapped a handcuff to each of Shizuo's wrists. Shizuo kicked out at Izaya, but he darted off into the darkness again. Shizuo struggled agents the chains, but they wouldn't break. Izaya stepped into the light once more. This time, he chained Shizuo's legs. Shizuo tried to struggle, but he still couldn't break his bonds. Izaya laughed.

"I told you Shizuo. Stupid."

Shizuo sneered at Izaya.

"Izaya! You little punk! What the hell are these?"

"They're called chains. They're made from a very special kind of metal. One that you can't break."

Izaya pulled a remote out of his pocket and hit a button. The spot light remained on, but the rest of the room lit up red. Shizuo could see knives, whips, chains, and leather straps scattered about the room. He smirked at Izaya.

"I don't know what info you'll be torturing me for, but I do know I wont be talkin'."

Izaya turned to him and laughed.

"Who said I was looking for information?"

Shizuo looked at Izaya puzzled. Izaya walked over and removed Shizuo's sunglasses. Setting them on the table, Izaya moved lower, undoing Shizuo's tie and first few buttons. Shizuo tried to draw back but didn't get very far.

"What the Hell are you doing?!"

Izaya continued to undo Shizuo's shirt.

"I want to see that beautiful body of yours.

Izaya undid the last button. Shizuo's shirt fell open perfectly, revealing his tight, firm abs. Izaya ran his hands up and down Shizuo's chest. Tracing every muscle. Slowly, Izaya moved, sliding his hands around to Shizuo's back and slipped them under Shizuo's pants. He squeezed Shizuo's firm ass and slipped his other hand down the front. Shizuo's body began to tremble.

"S-Stop! Agh!"

Izaya slipped his fingers in, gently rubbed and stroked Shizuo's most sensitive places. Shizuo's knees grew weak from the pleasure, forcing him to fall. The chains however, only let him reach a kneeling position. Izaya continued to stroke his front, as he whispered into Shizuo's ear.

"Come on Shizuo. I thought you'd be a lot stronger than this."

Shizuo groaned, his jaw clenched.

"Shut up you stupid-agh!"

Izaya pulled his hands out of Shizuo's pants and undid his own shirt. His skin was white and smooth like fresh cream. Despite Shizuo's best efforts, he couldn't help but want to feel it. Izaya smiled as he leaned in and took off Shizuo's pants. Shizuo fought, but he didn't get very far. Izaya gripped Shizuo by the throat and, pressing a button to loosened the chains, slammed Shizuo to the ground. He quickly retightened the chains, leaving Shizuo lying almost completely naked on the cold cement floor. Izaya undid his jeans and slid them off. He laid on top of Shizuo, straddling his waist. Shizuo tried to push him off, but Izaya leaned in and kissed him. Their tongues intertwining, causing Shizuo to moan in spite of himself. Izaya pulled back laughing.

"I knew you'd enjoy it Shizuo. You shouldn't deny it. Pleasure should never be denied. You are only human after all."

Shizuo cursed himself and tried to break the chains again, but was cut short by Izaya, who had thrusted down onto him. Izaya gripped him tightly and Shizuo couldn't help but fall into rhythm. Izaya gripped Shizuo's shoulders, pulling him in deeper. Shizuo's wrists, already rubbed raw, began to bleed from the abuse. The blood trickled down his arms and stained his shirt. Izaya leaned in and kissed Shizuo again. It was a deep passionate kiss that left them both breathless. Izaya hit a button and it released Shizuo's bonds. Shizuo knew he should beat Izaya to a bloody mass, but he couldn't just yet. His body took over as he rolled Izaya onto his back. He slammed hard into him, causing Izaya to cry out in both pain and pleasure. Shizuo lifted Izaya's hips up and pushed in deeper and deeper. Izaya griped Shizuo's shoulders.

"Agh! Shizuo! Not so rough!"

Shizuo couldn't hear him. His mind was lost in a sea of ecstasy. He thrusted hard one last time and then collapsed on top of Izaya. They laid there, breathing heavily for a moment, then Izaya rolled Shizuo over and chained him down again. Izaya straddled Shizuo's waist and smiled own at him.

"I will say this Shizuo. You don't disappoint."

Izaya got up and pulled on his clothes. He walked over the table, grabbed a blanket, and draped it over Shizuo. He stood and stared down at him. Shizuo could barely keep his eyes open. Sleep would soon over power him, but his face still held some of the sweet passion from moments before. Izaya smiled.

"When I come back, after you've rested, I think we'll go even longer and harder. Who knows, maybe I will have you trained by morning."

With that, Izaya strolled over to the door and out into the night. Leaving Shizuo to sleep on the dirty wear house floor. His last thoughts were of rage and a slight hint of excitement.