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PART 10

Sep 20, 2011 23:01

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Lain to Waste, part 3.2 anonymous October 3 2011, 16:09:34 UTC

I faced him again, stopped. “What did you just call me?”

“A protozoan.”
“And what the fuck is that?”
“I’m not surprised you don’t know, Shizu-chan.”
“Fuck that. What is it?”
“You don’t know?”

I stare at him hard. Is he toying with me? Probably. No...scratch that. Yes.
But I shake my head anyway, alert.

“Something annoying and insulting, I’m sure.”
“Not particularly.”
“The hell?” I snarl.
“You see...protozoans lack brains that are of similar capacities to a human’s.”

This is when I’ve noticed that he’s used the conversation to get right back into my personal space bubble that I had tried so hard to preserve. This time, when I feel the cold metal on my skin, I don’t walk away. The pressure is intense. He wouldn’t hesitate to slice me open.

“Are you calling me stupid?”
“I’m saying you’re not smart like a human, Shizu-chan.”
“That’s the same damn thing!”
“Oh. Is it~?”

He’s backed me up right into the wall. My fingers grope along the bricks, searching for anything I can use as a weapon. Punches, jabs, kicks, and swats... Izaya’s fast reflexes save him all the time. They’re pointless.

“Yeah, it is. Now back off before I beat your face in.”
“My, my.~ That’s no way to talk to your client, Shizu-chan! Isn’t it supposed to be what I want?”

His pout is the furthest thing from cute.

“Fuck you. What you want doesn’t involve me.”
“Ahh, but that’s where you’re wrong!”

Izaya nearly sings the words. He’s happy now that he’s in total control. I dig my fingers further into the wall, cracking the mortar as I try to dig out the brick.

“You see...~” He starts out, “You need money, obviously. So you look around every night searching for someone to pay you that cheap, nasty price to take your ass.” My eyes narrow. My anger isn’t fading. In fact, it’s building.

“And I’m willing to admit that Shizu-chan is very hot. I wouldn’t mind a piece of this!” I hadn’t even realized he had snaked his hand around until his fingers dug into my skin. Izaya just groped my ass!

I’m so startled, I drop the brick I had finally tugged free of the wall. Izaya chuckles, curls his fingers again, and my face lights up in mortification.

“I’ll pay you three times your last client, Shizu-chan.”

My teeth grind together. Three times is a LOT. But I don’t want him here! I want him gone! Out of all the crazy, scary people going around Tokyo, Orihara Izaya is the last one I would want with me.

“And it’ll be good!” He promises.

I doubt that. So much.

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