Reader P.O.V
As I started to slowly open my eyes, I didn't see much of anything. It was dark and murky around me. Without making much movement, I took a look around, trying to identify where I possibly might be. Hm, it reminded me of something, but I can't quite...place it. I saw some boxes tightly screwed closed, and labeled in black spray paint letters "FRAGILE". I turned my head to look on the other side. I saw a pile of ropes and buoys. Wait, buoys? But that would mean that there are boats nearby. Which would ALSO mean...
Yes.
I was at a dock. And judging by the boxes and crates, it was a cargo ship. I then heard voices that sounded like they were heading this way. I quickly ducked behind the boxes, and tried to be as still as I possibly could.
"Hey, where did boss say the girl was again?" Said one voice.
"She's supposed to be near the fragile crates somewhere around here." The second deep voice said. Their footsteps sounded closer until they were right on the other side of the boxes. "You know the boss will kill us if he learns that we lost her!" The first voice exclaimed in a panic.
"Wait, hold on.." The deeper voice said. I then felt the rope around my ankles being picked up. "Hey, there's something here. Help me move these boxes." And they both started to move the boxes. "Heheh, here she is." Said the first voice. He reached a hand towards me, but I curled myself up and bit it. "Aagh!" He yelled clutching his hand. The deeper voiced man said, "Hey, why don't we just put a gag on her or something?"
Then the man I had bitten pulled out a cloth from his pocket and tried to tie it around my mouth, but I struggled.
"Just cooperate, damnit!" He exclaimed as he continued to struggle with the gag. I swung my tied legs up and kicked his side. That's when the other man interfered and held my legs down with one hand, and used the other one to hold down my torso. The other man finally managed to put it on, and he picked me up. "Troublesome one." And he carried me off to somewhere as I wriggled in his grip.Izaya P.O.V
"What the hell?!" I exclaimed. "I'm going whether you agree or not!" I frowned. I was quite angry that they weren't letting me take part of my own rescue mission.
"Izaya, you're injured. Please stay behind." Celty typed on her PDA.
"But Name-" I was cut off when something hit my face. Celty started frantically waving her hands, as it was Shizuo who punched me. "What the hell.." I mumbled. Shizuo grabbed me by the collar and said,
"I hate you with a burning passion, and I'd really rather you die then to see Name once all of this is over. I could've killed you by now, but I know Name would be very sad if I did. So consider yourself lucky." And he let go of my collar quite roughly. I knew what he was talking about. He meant that I have to stay alive. For Name. I sighed, "Fine. But, if Name is hurt in any way, I'm going to kill you." I replied growling. Celty typed on her PDA and showed it to me, "I know you really like Name, and possibly even love her, no matter how crazy that sounds since I didn't you actually had a heart- you need to stay here and heal. Let us handle it and we'll bring her back." I nodded and handed it back to her. Shizuo was already at the door ready to leave, and Celty typed something and showed it to Shinra to read. He nodded and she slipped it into her sleeve. They both then left.Shizuo P.O.V
Name, I hope you're alright. We were currently riding on Celty's horse to the docks, where the cargo ships were. As I looked on my phone, it was 3:42 in the morning. We didn't have much time until sunrise.
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I am so sorry that I haven't updated in a while >_< please forgive me, Reader-san! I've just been not very motivated lately, plus I had so many things due for school, which stressed me out a lot, and on top, I got an allergic reaction. Please understand... >\\\\<

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Izaya x Reader
Teen FictionYou have arrived back where you started. You left Ikebukoro right after high school. But here you are, standing in the train station, ready to come back. But this time...you get to meet someone.