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this is Yaoi - IZMK (Izaya/Mikado) from Durarara!!

if you haven't finished the series then don't read, if you don't care about spoilers, then that's your prerogative.


This is the prologue to my story, I'm just testing the waters right now, I start things but unless I'm struck by inspiration I don't know if I can finish them.

I have more of this story already written up, I just don't know how people are going to like it. so if you want me to write more then I will, if it's horrible please tell me! I love constructive criticism, it really helps me.

I don't own anything, God knows I wish I did, but I guess I'll just have to settle with writing out what I wish I could have happen XD So anyway, on to the story!

- Evi

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"The Things you do for love"

"Stay away from Izaya Orihara, he's trouble."

Trouble, well he supposed that's what he could call him. The man wasn't really known for his Compassion & generosity. And quite honestly the sheer thought of said man being anything other than what he was … frankly it scared him. He could handle the eccentricities, personally, he liked them. Not that he'd ever tell anyone that, let alone the man himself. But calling Izaya Orihara; Kind, Nice, Gentile, Civil, … Socially acceptable … or anything else of the like. They were all like saying a lion would never kill anything, that it could be domesticated. You wouldn't domesticate a lion born and raised in the wild. So it's only natural that you wouldn't associate, or at least admit to, with or even befriend Izaya Orihara. But that was where the problem stood. He just couldn't. Stay. Away. If ever confronted about it the boy would simply say that it was the adrenaline. Though, he knew better. He knew it was because he was drawn to him in such unexplainable ways … he didn't know how to deal with it, how to just say no.

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So, tell me what you think please. Even if you didn't like it, I'd love to know!

Okay, so here's the next part! YAY~

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When Mikado woke up he was breathing heavy and sweating, He was however tucked away safe and sound in his bed. His first reaction to the memories of the night previous was that it had all just been a bad dream, that everything would be fine. He brought up his hands to cover his face and gave a small, nervous laugh. Yeah, it’d all be fine, he hadn’t done something stupid, he hadn’t really agreed to work for and then live with Izaya Orihara, he was perfectly sane and it had all just been one big nightma- was that …? He brought his hands down from his face and looked a bit closer, eyes widening as he found that one of his hands was smeared in blood … or at least that’s what it looked like. He began to shake a bit. This was all just too much to deal with, too early in the morning. After coming back to reality he rolled his neck, only to receive a sharp pain he reached up and felt bandages. Bandages? Why was his neck bandaged? Oh, right, Izaya had cut him … quickly he stood up, not a good idea; he swayed a bit putting a hand on his dizzy head trying to keep his balance. He ambled his way over to his mirror that hung by the door. Gawking at his reflection he touched his neck to make sure he was seeing right … yup, that was him. Around his neck were white, blood stained bandages. They were wrapped tightly, but not so tight that he couldn’t breathe, or that it was uncomfortable just enough that there was pressure on his wound. He touched the side of his neck gingerly, winced, and let his arm drop down, useless. He opened and closed his mouth a few times but every time he did, nothing came out. After a while he went back over to his bed and slumped down. Great day so far, he rolled his eyes, not. Glancing over to his computer, he noticed it was still on. Odd, if he had had enough energy to go to bed after Izaya left, he would have turned it off. Looking closer he noticed that there was a page up that he didn’t remember opening. So curious, he crawled over to his monitor and glanced over it. It was a letter from … he paled, Izaya. He decided he’d read it, might as well listen to what he has to say if he took the time to type it out rather than to just wait for the boy to wake up and give him a heart attack.

- Dear Mikado – Kun,
You must have been pretty sleep to just pass out like that. I mean really, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you hated the idea of living with me. But that’s absurd, right?

Mikado could practically hear the mirth in the broker’s voice as he continued reading.

- So I took the liberty of bandaging up your poor little neck while you slept, even tucked you in, see what a nice guy I am ha ha! And because it came so suddenly - Do you have Narcolepsy Mikado – Kun? – you didn’t let me finish what I was saying. I expect you to be ready to leave for my place by Friday. I’ll be waiting for you~

- Ja Ne Mikado – Kun~!
Mikado held his breath; 1 … 2 … 3 … 4 … 5 … 6 … 7 … 8 … 9 … 10. He let it out and tried to keep from freaking out. So, it hadn’t been a dream? It had all been real? Oh god, he groaned quietly. Great, what had he just gotten himself into? He sighed. Well, there goes Masaomi not knowing there’s something going on. He stood up and went to the bathroom. With any luck he’d be able to wash the blood off of his hand and get some fresh bandages.


About an hour later Mikado heard a knock at his door.

“Mi~ka~do~ ya’ ready to go?” Came Masaomi’s voice from the front door. Mikado started to panic. ‘Oh no, oh no, oh no! I can’t let Masaomi see me like this! If he sees the bandages he’ll want to know what happened, I can’t tell him it was Izaya! Nonononnnno! This is bad!’ Mikado kept thinking to himself.

“Oi, Mikado? Are ya’ in there? Come on, we’re gonna go to West Gate and pick up some hot chicks!”

“S-Sorry Masaomi, I – I – I can’t … right now! I’m not feeling well!” he called from his bathroom, hoping to God that Masaomi wouldn’t come in, but as luck would have it on the best day of his life, that too, was also just wishful thinking. Masaomi could be heard laughing as he opened the door to Mikado’s sad excuse of a home and walked to the bathroom.

“Aw, Mikado, don’t worry, you were fine yesterday, I’m sure it’s just your nerves, going out to spend the day alone with someone as awesome as me, that can be nerve wracking, I know, I’m amazing.” He laughed again before looking at Mikado who had quickly grabbed his coat and zipped it up all the way before Masaomi could get to him, hoping that it would hide the bloodied bandages he’d yet to change, he made a mental note to buy some later.

“Really, Masaomi, I don’t think I should go with you today.” He said holding up his hands to keep the other boy at an appropriate length. Thankfully he had taken the time to wash the dried blood off before he went searching for the bandages.

“Nonsense! Mikado, you said you’d go with me to the park today. I’d ask Sonohara – San to come too but she has a doctor’s appointment today.” Mikado sweat - dropped when he heard his friend mumble something about the doctor just wanting to feel their friend up, rather than actually having her health at mind.

“I know I did, but I –

“Then let’s go!” Masaomi said, rather loudly, as he grabbed Mikado’s hand and started dragging him out the door.

“Masaomi! Honest, this isn’t a good time!” he gripped as he was pulled out his door and down the steps of his apartment. Somehow in the middle of everything Mikado managed to at least close the door. The way his day was going so far, he wouldn’t be surprised if someone broke in and stole his computer. He sighed; guess he’d just have to be extra careful today. At least he’d been able to get dressed before the blonde had stormed in and taken him hostage for the day.

“So it’s like I’ve been saying, I’m just awesome, aren’t I Mikado?”

“Oh, huh?” the blue eyed boy blinked a few times, bringing him back from his thoughts. “What were you talking about Masaomi?”

“Mikado~ weren’t you listening at all? I said; on the way home yesterday I ran into the really hot chick who was being chased by these big tough guys. They were all like “We’re part of the Dollars and she’s our bosses girl, thanks for catching her for us, she ran away” blah, blah, blah, and such and I was all like “No, I doubt that you really are the Dollars, and if she’s your bosses’ girlfriend, why are you chasing her? I think you’re just trying to harass some poor woman off the streets to try to get her into bed with you!” and turns out I was totally right, they were just trying to sleep with her and I saved the day. She even gave me a kiss on the cheek and called me her knight in shining armor! Then I asked if I was her knight in shining armor, if she’d be my princess and I’d rescue her any time-

“That’s when she slapped you, right?”

“Dude, Mikado! No, she didn’t slap me. But she did say I couldn’t date her because she didn’t date younger guys. I told her I was almost eighteen but she still wouldn’t listen. But hey, I got to save a beautiful damsel in distress~”

“Did you ever find out if they really were part of the Dollars?”

“No. but I doubt it. The Dollars have more class than to chase after a girl like that.” Masaomi said bored, folding his arms behind his head. Mikado sighed.

“Hey, Masaomi, do I really have to go with you to hit on girls? I mean you never manage to get a date with any of them on a normal day, what makes today any different?”

“The point isn’t to get a date, it’s to have fun! If you get a date SCORE! But if not, it’s not the end of the world. Mikado, are you okay, you’re a bit negative today.” Masaomi asked as he turned on his heel to look the brunette in the eye. Mikado stopped and glanced down to the ground, he wouldn’t exactly say he was alright, but he also could just tell his best friend what was going through his head. ‘I’m sorry Masaomi, I had a nice little chat with Izaya last night and am now working for him, oh and by the way, I have to move in with him by Friday, not to mention the giant cut he gave me to my neck because he felt like it. Other than that I’m just peachy!” No, that would be mean. He sighed.

“Sorry Masaomi, I guess I didn’t get enough sleep last night. I don’t mean to be so rude.

“Oh, well if that’s it, don’t worry Mikado, everyone has bad days. You should have said something earlier!” Masaomi hit his back and slung his arm around Mikado’s shoulder grinning. Mikado glanced off to the side; he really had had enough of people grinning like that. “Hello, gorgeous~” he said as he retracted his arm from Mikado’s shoulders and took his hand pulling his over to a shaded area next to a beautiful young woman with long, light brown hair reading a book.

“Masaomi, did you have to drag me too?” Mikado grumbled quietly, but Masaomi was already on the prowl, ignoring his friend in the process.

“Excuse me miss, but I think you have something of mine.” The woman looked up confusion in her green eyes. “You see the moment I saw you, you stole my heart and I’m here to say you don’t have to give it back, I’d gladly let you have it my sexy enchantress~” His smile grew bigger as he finished talking. The woman looked appalled.

“I’m sorry about him, honest, he doesn’t mean any harm, honest.” Mikado bowed, apologizing for his friend. He stood up straight and turned to Masaomi with a stern look. “Masaomi, you have to be more polite, just going up to a woman and spouting off the first things that come to mind rarely works and is usually rude coming from you.” He finished. Masaomi looked like he was trying not to laugh.

“Mikado, lighten up dude, it’s all good –

“No, you do this all the time and –

“Hey, just relax, it’s all in good fun, don’t worry dude.” Masaomi interrupted. Mikado sighed.

“Can we just go get something to eat? You pulled me out of my house before I could eat anything.”

“Sure thing buddy! Who knows, maybe we’ll run into some cute waitress chick!” Mikado groaned, great, more girl hunting.

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Three hours later found Mikado and Masaomi lying down in the grass in a near-by park. Both totally and thoroughly exhausted. Mikado groaned.

"Well, Masaomi, are you done now? We've swept over almost half the city; can we call it a day?" Masaomi started fanning himself with his hand.

"Yeah, I guess, let's go back to my place, at least there's AC there."

"Okay, works for me." They both got up, groaning as they did.

"Kida – Kun, Mikado – Kun! How wonderful to see you two~" Came the voice of the devil himself. Masaomi glared.

"What do you want?"

"Oh~ scary!" he laughed. "Mikado – Kun, Kida – Kun is being mean to me, aren't you going to say anything?" Izaya asked as he went over to hang off of Mikado.

"I see no reason to correct him again today. He won't listen to me anyway." He sighed, shoulders drooping, head lolling to his side a bit. Izaya gave a playful pout.

"Aw, how sad. Oh well, so how is my current idée fixe doing today?" he laughed placing his chin on Mikado's shoulder and fingering the bandages on his neck making sure to put enough pressure on the wound to make the boy twinge.

"What's that mean?" Masaomi asked, now confused. Izaya merely waved him off with his free hand.

"Never mind that."

"IZAYA!" was the last thing they heard before a vending machine landed not three feet away from them.

"AH! Shizuo – San! P-please d-don't do that!" Mikado stuttered, clinging to the first thing he could find, and to Izaya's delight, that happened to be him.

"Don't worry Mikado – Kun, I wouldn't let Shizu – Chan hurt you! I told you I'd keep you safe from everyone but me~" Hugging the smallest of the group closer to his chest with a vice like grip, Izaya turned his attention to the disturbance. "Shizu – Chan, how are you, thank you for your help but you could have seriously hurt Mikado – Kun." He smirked, turning around to show Shizuo the scared boy in his arms.

"Mikado! Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" the blonde man asked worriedly. Mikado only shook his head; eyes still screwed shut and arms holding a tight grip on Izaya's slim form.

"N-no, you missed me." Came his shaky voice.

"Mikado – Kun, let's go somewhere safer to talk, and maybe you won't be crushed by heavy flying machines." Izaya started to lead the young gang leader away but only got as far as a few steps before Masaomi stepped in his way.

"Leave Mikado alone. I've already told him to stay away from you." There seemed to be an amused glint in Izaya's eyes at the mention of Mikado's defiance.

"Really now? Is that so? Well it seems your friend here doesn't listen to you very well. What else did you tell him to stay away from?"

"The Dollars, You, Color gangs in general, and not to make Shizuo – San mad." Mikado mumbled into the informant's chest. Izaya couldn't help but laugh at this.

"Mikado – Kun you're a horrible friend! Either that or you're just terrible at listening ha ha!"

"What are you talking about? Mikado's a great friend! You don't know what you're talking about, so don't say ridiculous things about him, got it!" Mikado shook his head against Izaya's chest. No, Izaya was right, he was a horrible friend; keeping secrets, lying, disregarding almost every single warning Masaomi had given him when he got there. He'd become friends with Izaya, well sort of friends, he was the leader of the Dollars, who, were tangled up in a feud with the Yellow Scarves. The last warning would be thrown to the wind if the older blond ever found out about Izaya and he being friends, now he'd be even more irate if he knew the younger was working for said man.

"Hmm, Kida – Kun, did you know Mika – Kun is secretly a masochist?" at the comment Mikado blushed, stomped as hard as he could on Izaya's foot and shouted. "AM NOT!" the only answer he got was laughter. "Oh yeah? Well last night spoke otherwise." Mikado paled. Uh – oh.

"Mikado, what in the world is he going on about? First that you're a horrible friend, then saying you're a secret masochist, and now I find out that he was at your house last night? What was he doing there?" Mikado pushed Izaya away from him but the broker held tight, and the struggling only seemed to make his grasp tighter. So he sighed and turned around to face Masaomi, leaning his head back against the older man's chest.

"Listen Masaomi, it's not what you think at all."

"Really? How do you know what I think? Can you read minds now?" the blonde snapped.

"Masaomi, please, you're mind's an open book, one who's been dropped in the gutter a few too many times. And you," he looked up to Izaya to have his blue eyes clash with the man's cinnamon ones. "don't say such weird things! It's no wonder he thinks that you and I were … doing unmentionable things at my house last night! With the information you just threw at him that's all anyone would get from that, and it's just not true!"

"Well I did cut you and you didn't seem too put off by it. And not only that you also-

"Don't say anything else; you'll only dig me a deeper hole than you already did."

"So if you weren't having kinky sex with Izaya last night then what was he doing at your house?" Masaomi paused before adding "And when did he get there?" Mikado sighed again in exasperation; he'd been doing that a lot today and tried to not blush at the comment, but to no avail.

"Masaomi, I'd appreciate it if you would refrain from making such lewd comments. Besides, if you must know, he just stopped by to talk sometime around one, it was a little after everyone logged offline."

"I don't mind the comment at all Mikado – Kun, maybe I should ask that of you too!"

"WHAT?" both teens asked in unison.

"Well it goes along with what –

"Don't. Say. Another. Word." Mikado growled out angrily.

"Ooh Mikado – Kun, you sound so serious~ aren't you gonna tell Kida – Kun what we were discussing last night?"

"We discussed that you were intrigued by me, then you cut my neck and made me bleed, was there anything I missed in there?" Mikado finished glaring up at the taller one holding him. Izaya only smirked.

"Why yes, you forgot to tell him the best part!" By now it was safe to say Shizuo wasn't the only one seething.

"You did what to him?" Was the only thing Masaomi could say without having to have Shizuo hold him back from murdering the broker himself. He was shaking with rage. The rational part of his brain, the part that Mikado encouraged him to use on a daily basis was quickly told to take a ride in the back seat for a while.

"IZAYA! Quit hiding behind Mikado and face me like a man!" Izaya gave his Cheshire cat grin and pulled Mikado closer, unzipping his jacket and discarding it quickly, revealing the bandages to the other two.

"Ne, Mikado – Kun you didn't change your bandages this morning, that's not very good medical care, you could get an infection." He chuckled while unhooking the metal clasp keeping the pieces of cloth pinned together around the boy's neck and unwrapped the wound. Mikado shivered as the humid air hit his previously covered skin and instinctively brought his hand up to cover the injury. Shizuo gawked at the long cut across and down the side of Mikado's neck. He knew the man was sick but to do that to a high school boy?

"What did you do to him?" Masaomi shouted before the other blonde had a chance to explode at the tall dark haired male. "Mikado, are you okay? Does it hurt? … Are you okay?" he repeated.

"I'm fine." He turned his head away, not wanting to look at the concerned faces of his friends. Though stiffened when he felt Izaya's hand on his own, moving it out of the way.

"Mikado – Kun, don't hide it." He could hear the smirk in the man's voice. What he wasn't expecting was for the informant to lean down and lick his neck, not just his neck, but the laceration too! This time Mikado couldn't stop the blush from dusting his cheeks and turning his face a very vibrant shade of red.

"O – Orihara – San, what are you d – doing?"

"Why, disinfecting your wound of course." He laughed a bit. "But if you'd like …" he nipped Mikado's earlobe, causing the younger's knees to buckle a little.

"P – Please don't do that O – Orihara – San!" Mikado squeaked. That was all Shizuo could take before he charged at the two, shouting.

"IZAYA! MOLESTING CHILDREN IS JUST WRONG!" Izaya laughed and tossed Mikado's weak body to Masaomi before running off to evade one of Shizuo's attacks.

"Take good care of him until I get back, okay?" he called over his shoulder waving his good-bye.

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Okay so that's where I'm gonna leave it.

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