Scars and Souvenirs (Shizaya RP w/ Zexion/Ienzo)

[zexion/ienzo 52]

((I laughed. Really hard ))

 

Shizuo nearly made a fist with his hand before remembering that there was indeed the egg in it. So he paused and used this chance to instead give the dirtiest look he could muster to Izaya.

 

"I, do not have a stick up my ass you firetrucking flea. I just have self-control." Shizuo declared, somewhat proudly. He had restrained against the urge to kill Izaya momentarily. That was a first.

[Miku Hatsune 636]

"Self control?" Izaya snickered. "What exactly is your definition of self control? Whacking people with signs and refrigerators any time they bring up a flaw of yours or something you don't like? Yeah, Shizu-chan. That's self control, all right." He rolled his eyes sarcastically, still smirking. Izaya knew that Shizuo had a warped view on self control, of all things.

[zexion/ienzo 52]

The small grin that had been slapped onto his face due to triumph slid of like raindrops on a window, his eyes hardening in anger and clear irritation. Of course there was always that present dose of hurt, but who even notice that anymore. Shizuo made it a point to put the egg a safe distance away from his trembling hands.

"Wanna' repeat that flea?! And think carefully before you answer."

[Miku Hatsune 636]

Izaya got up on his knees, now up to eye-level with Shizuo, who was standing. He grabbed his collar, pulling them at least an inch or two away from getting too close and lowering his voice so that only the two of them could hear. "Ji-sei-ga-naaaai~" (No self control.) He taunted, his amber eyes twinkling with mischief.

[zexion/ienzo 52]

((...I jizzed ))

 

At the close proximity, Shizuo felt his cheeks heat up and turn a dusty shade of pink over his tanned skin and he tried his hardest not to get distracted. By how sweet smelling Izaya's breath was, how seductive his amber eyes were and of course how it would really only take one quick movement to press they're bodies together and find a reaction---...and in that he could have sworn his member twitch because of the painfully low, whispery voice Izaya used. If you had asked, Shizuo would have denied bein turned on. Had you scrutinized him his body would have said the exact opposite. Growling, Shizuo clenched his fists, raising one of them and using his other army to lock Izaya's elbow in place.

 

"Do you really want to die flea, do tell. I'd be more then happy to end your miserable life if all you can do is that."

[Miku Hatsune 636]

Using the same husky tone as before, he answered. "Would you kill me if I begged you? You've been holding out this entire time, after all." He followed it up by licking his lips like he expected Shizuo to just release all his anger out on him, which he did. He'd love it if he did.

[zexion/ienzo 52]

((I'd love it if he did. I'd love it if Shizzy just took him now ))

 

D-Damn that brat...He knew how to toy with him. Bit if that's what he was playing at that's what Shizuo would do. He'd teach Izaya a lesson then for patronizing him. Dipping his head lowly to stare back into Izaya's eyes, unnerved just slightly, he brought the contact between them closer, the tips of their noses brushing.

"As you wish." Shizuo replied in the same husky voice before giving Izaya a firm upper-cut to the jaw.

[Miku Hatsune 636]

((That'd be fantastical. @~@))

 

If for only a second, Izaya felt his heart skip a beat as he said that. To be quite honest, it was sexy. But the sexy moment was interrupted by the uppercut, sending Izaya into the table behind them, causing a pretty big crowd to form. Izaya quickly got up, noticing that he had bit his lip from the impact, his bottom lip leaking a few drops of blood. He pressed a finger to the small cut, looking at the crimson fluid before licking his lips again, a lilt running through a distinct 'mm' noise. "Ittai yo~" (That hurt.)

[zexion/ienzo 52]

Shizuo cracked his knuckles, glaring at anyone he thought would get in the way of they're fight. Afterall, he was so looking forward to hearing Izaya beg to kill him. Hm~ A few broken, protruding ribs and some broken and or twisted limbs should make him cry for mercy. Shizuo contemplated, putting a foot on Izaya's chest to keep him down whe he thought.

 

"It was supposed to hurt flea. Now...for youre real torture..."

 

((Lol, where's the teacher during all of this ))

[Miku Hatsune 636]

((He's watching and simoultaneously regretting making the gay couple decision. OH GOD PUBLIC SADIST SEX WTF THIS RP IS AWESOME.))

 

Izaya looked up at him expectantly, then to the crowd and the variety of reactions they were getting. The regular girls covering their mouths in surprise and fear, check. The guy who always has his cell phone out videotaping the fight, check. The jocks who are silently jeering as not to get in the way, check. Shinra being Shinra, check. The fangirls squealing over OMGBUTTSECKSANDMEN!!11!!, check. Shizuo about to do horrible things to him... check-aroo.

[zexion/ienzo 52]

((Lol, sex? It's coming soon I bet~))

 

Shizuo paid no mind to the students watching, instead focusing soled on Izaya. His grin became wider as he put more energy and weight on his foot, moving it down lower to his ribs, slowly crushing them. He wasn't kidding, he'd make Izaya cry and beg for him to stop.

[Miku Hatsune 636]

((PROBABLY. (*???) ))

 

"Ungh...!" Izaya winced, gripping Shizuo's foot and trying to push it off and failing terribly due to his incredible strength. "A-Are you sure you should be making such a scene in public, Shizzy...?" He asked, coughing up some spit from the intense pressure on his ribs.

[zexion/ienzo 52]

Shizuo smirked, pushing his foot down harder, nearly crushing Izaya's fingers as well. He was quite satisfied to hear the freaking of the raven haired boy's ribs saying that he was at least having se effect on them. He wasn't using all of his strength though, not even a third, so it probably meant he could break Izaya's ribs easily. Of course, the flea did bring up a good point...Without replying, Shizuo simply used his foot to drag Izaya out of the room without picking up or anything, mentally apologizing for dirtying the floor even more with him and his filthy body.

 

As they reached a more isolated hallway, Shizuo wasted no te in resuming his actions, nearly putting all his weight on Izaya and his suffering ribs.

 

"There. Now no one can witness you lose, and I won't get in trouble for it."

[Miku Hatsune 636]

As the teacher moved to stop them, a student put a hand on his shoulder and shook his head condescendingly. "You don't wanna get involved." He muttered. "Trust me on this."

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Izaya made a distinct moan of pain, feeling some of his ribs crack. It wouldn't be long before the collapse completely, making Izaya forbidden to move his entire upper body. But, strangely enough, Izaya was having the time of his life, clearly enjoying the confident look Shizuo had. "There's a difference between me 'losing' and dying right here, y'know..."

[zexion/ienzo 52]

Frowning, Shizuo lifted his foot and stopped back down a bit harder, an icy glare leaking from his otherwise warm chocolate brown eyes. Made it'd be better to rip out the brat's voice box so he couldn't speak anymore. His voice...god it could be so annoying. Whether it was bright and taunting with that ever present lilt or dangerously low with that small velvet seductive tone that always seemed to make the blond's heart jump, it was classified as number two on his 'hate' list. Number one being his rocking body that withheld his existence. Tere was a reason he enjoyed leaving his marks on the otherwise pristine skin.

 

"Really? Do tell because I fail to see what isn't the same about me winning and your death."

 

((It's because you'd regret it Shizuuuuuooooo, you really wouldn't want him dead!))

[Miku Hatsune 636]

Shizuo's foot made a dangerously hard impact to his lungs, knocking the wind out of him and making his face go aflush as he tried to regain his steady breaths. In the process, the pressure on his organs made his blood circulate backwards for a split second, and he coughed up some of the red liquid, the taste in his mouth bitter and unpleasant. He panted in slow, hot breaths now, his ability to speak anymore completely gone due to the blood clotting in his throat.

[zexion/ienzo 52]

((Sorry Dx I went to go call you and my 'effing phone died. I forgot to charge it, sorry ^^' But I should be able to call you in like 20 minutes or something when it gets more than half-battery ))

 

"I asked you a question Izaya. Or did I hit you to hard to think properly?" Shizuo inquired, removing his foot momentarily to squat down next to the raven haired teen and lazily poke his stomach roughly. He never did like getting no response from Izaya. He hated it more than getting one to be honest. He took note of the blood dripping lightly down his chin and and the red flushing Izaya's cheeks as he struggled to breath. Shizuo subconviously wondered if he had actually broken the male's ribs...Not that he hadn't intended to or anything. He was sure he would have at least gotten out a blood curdling scream or something...

 

((By the way, the firetruck happened to their egg?!))

[Miku Hatsune 636]

((Its where they left it, don't worry. ))

 

"I-Ittai..." (It hurts.) He replied softly, on the brink of falling unconscious because of the clotting and probably a few broken ribs. The pain was so overbearing in his torso that he didn't dare move. He felt his vision dim a bit, his eyelids drooping slightly as if he were too tired to fight staying awake.

[zexion/ienzo 52]

(( I love how I was more concerned about an egg rather than Izaya. But now I'm worried about him.))

 

Shizuo blinked, his haughty smirk dropping to a thin lone that borderlined a frown. Normally he'd contradict Izaya or accuse of him of lying just to take advantage of the blond but in the state he was in...He bit his lip, trying not to make it seem like he even cared. Did it really matter to him? Whether Izaya was hurt?

 

Yes... No!

 

....Maybe.

 

Growling, Shizuo roughly wiped away the blood on Izaya's chin, taking care to scoop him up bridal style and carry him through the halls to get him to Shinra. He was a better doctor then the school nurse that's for sure...

[Miku Hatsune 636]

More blood was coughed up as he was being carried, the expression on his face very stoic and lifeless. He clung to Shizuo limply, his grip very slack but enough to still feel concerned and existant. "I-Ittai...!" He repeated, letting a few teardrops fall from his glassy amber eyes.

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"Whoa," Shinra gasped upon inspection. "What'd you do to him?"

[zexion/ienzo 52]

Shizuo swallowed hard, trying not to let the soft cry of pain get to him. It didn't help his school uniform was climbed onto so delicately or that the small fresh tears were staining his blazer. Nor did it put any pride in him knowing he was now helping who he vowed to hate.

 

"I know, I know," He said, his throat dry. "It hurts."

~~~

Shizuo scratched the back of his head, looking the other way awkwardly as Shinra examined a very much in pain Izaya. Clearing his throat, he tried to put it in the best delicate way possibly.

 

"I-Uh...May have broken his ribs because he pissed me off so much, but I can't be positive."

[Miku Hatsune 636]

Shinra gave Shizuo a very knowing look before focusing back on Izaya. He gave a few soft touches to his chest-stomach area where his ribs would be. It was tender and a little empty, and by the moan of displeasure Izaya made, he was certain. He gave a sigh of disappointment. "Yeah, they're broken alright...But can I ask you something? ...Why did you take Izaya here if you hate him?"

[zexion/ienzo 52]

Shizuo couldn't help but pale slightly at the fact, even though Shinra's curious question is what really sealed his deal of embarrassment. He blinked, opening his mouth to think of a response and closing it again before mumbling under his breath, shoving his hands in his pockets.

 

"I couldn't kill him at school. Might as well let him live till Saturday when I can actually kill him without getting in double from the teachers..." He grumbled, lowering his gaze to the tile floor, trying hard not to look at Izaya's pathetic form.

[Miku Hatsune 636]

Shinra shrugged, knowing full well that was an excuse, but decided not to call him out on it. "Well, I'll bandage him up, then. I don't think it'll take long, but Izaya will probably need to stay at home to heal for a couple of days..." He paused. "Which means I wouldn't recommend you two getting in a fight anytime soon."

[zexion/ienzo 52]

Shizuo sputtered, obviously feeling the need to protest.

 

"B-But..! What about the project we were partnered to do? We have to take care of a damn egg and I'm not doing it by myself!" He explained irritably, glaring half-heartedly down at Izaya, almost blaming him for this mess even though he knew it was quite the opposite. Hell, if he could, Shizuo would actually be glaring at himself.