**A Night of Unrelenting Despair**

"You're so pretty," Vanitas said happily, his eyes fixed on Shizuo as he blushed, a charming smile spreading across his face. "I bet you look so pretty in bed too, I honestly can't wait till we get to the hotel." Shizuo's eyes widened in panic as he felt a chill run down his spine. "Hotel?!!" he exclaimed, his voice shaking with alarm. Vanitas smiled brightly, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yes, I booked a nice expensive hotel for now before we leave for my world," he said, his voice dripping with anticipation. "Tomorrow I have to meet Izaya Orihara before we leave." Shizuo's heart skipped a beat as he heard the name. Izaya Orihara, the infamous information broker from the streets of Ikebukuro. A man known for his cunning and his ability to navigate the complex web of alliances and rivalries that defined the city's underworld. Shizuo had crossed paths with him before, and he had to admit that he was a little surprised that Vanitas knew him. As he thought about it, a spark of hope flared to life within him. Maybe, just maybe, Izaya could help him escape this nightmare. The flea bastard might be just what he needed to get out of this situation. But as he thought about it further, his hopes were quickly dashed. Izaya had always treated him with a mixture of disdain and amusement, and Shizuo highly doubted that he would be willing to help him now. Shizuo looked down, his eyes fixed on the table as he felt a wave of misery wash over him. He was trapped, and he didn't know how to escape. Vanitas, oblivious to Shizuo's inner turmoil, continued to chat happily, his eyes fixed on Shizuo's face. "I'm so glad we're doing this, Shizuo," he said, his voice dripping with enthusiasm. "I think we're going to have a wonderful time together." Shizuo forced a smile, trying to play along, but his mind was racing. He was going to have to think fast if he was going to get out of this situation alive. And maybe, just maybe, Izaya Orihara would be the key to his salvation. As the meal drew to a close, Vanitas reached out and took Shizuo's hand, his touch sending a shiver down Shizuo's spine. "Shall we get going?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement. Shizuo nodded, trying to play along, but his heart was heavy with foreboding. He had a feeling that he was walking into a trap, and he wasn't sure if he would be able to escape.