AN: HELLO! Im De-anoning this from the DRRR! Kink meme, mostly because word has it that LJ is removing the comment headers in their latest re-design, which will skrew over things like the kink meme so… yeah.

Orgininal prompt:

Mikado/Kida-Comfort/Trauma/RomanceOn episode 23, Horada tells Kida that he knew who the Dollars leader was, Mikado Ryuugamine. But before Kida can come to stop them from capturing his best friend, they already have. And it's the Saki incident all over again. When Kida does arrive, he finds Mikado getting (Either raped, or badly beaten within an inch of his life), and Kida steps in to save him. Trauma issues with Mikado. Finding out his best friend was the leader of the Yellow Scarves, and the (Rape/Beating), was just too much for him. He can't live on his own for being scared of a repeat. So Kida takes him in and helps him slowly recover. Feelings between the two issue. Bonus: -Either request is fine, more then one fill is welcome 8D. I just wanna see Mikado abuse.- If the Author Anon chooses for Mikado to be beaten up...then I would like for him to at least be temporary disabled. Being he is paralyzed somewhere. And Kida has to help him around, feed him..basically take care of him...out of guilt..and it's his best friend. -If the rape issues...I want Mikado to not even want Kida touching him. He is afraid of everything...and Kida. Cause in a corner of his mind, he knows he led that gang...and thinks Kida made them do it to him. -Mikado has night mares of the incident. And Masaomi has to deal with post traumatic shock from the other. -The relationship between the two during recovery doesn't just happen over night. It happens over time with the fic. I hate when they just rush in /-Smut issues, not preferred...but also welcome~ If it does, I want Kida to top. (If it was rape, show Mikado that it can feel good, then hurt) -Long prompt.. _ but oh well, I want more Mikado/Kida. ;n;

NOW! LET THE MADNESS BEGIN!

Healing Spectrum: chapter 1

Mikado lay curled on his futon. His apartment in complete darkness. Only the eerie glow of his cell phone's screen giving off any light. The only noise was the constant whisper of rain hitting the windows outside.

He wasn't sleeping or even resting, he couldn't seem to feel the warmth from the blanket wrapped around him. It was like his body had gone numb, and his mind kept asking itself the same thing over and over again

'Did I do the right thing?…"

It had been a tough decision to disband the Dollars, especially after all their help when Sonohara-san had been in trouble. He'd rolled the question back and forth in his mind for hours, and the only answer he'd come to was that it was a very… "Dollars like" way of ending things.

They'd always been colorless, now they'd just go back to being invisible.

It was for the best right? The Yellow Scarves and Slasher would go away now right?

*Bang Bang Bang*

A loud knocking on his apartment door shocked Mikado out of his thoughts. He got up, turning on the light and pocketing his cell phone almost mechanically. The banging persisted even as he walked toward the door. He wasn't really thinking about anything though, like who would be coming to see him in the middle of a rainstorm, his mind had seemingly gone as numb as his body.

He reached the door and cracked it open just enough to see outside, his movements still robotic and rigid. As he peer out with his blue eyes to see who was on his doorstep

Flashes of yellow clothes snapped something in him awake, and he immediately tried to slam the door shut only for a metal bat to wedge in the gap. Mikado backed up slowly as three men with Yellow headgear and twisted grins forced their way into his apartment.

"Your Mikado Ryuugamine right?" one of them said while the other 2 snickered and sneered, "Leader of the Dollars"

Mikado was trembling now.

"How…" he couldn't find words, "who…"

"Our new boss would like to have a word with you."

The bat swung up, and came back down

Mikado knew no more.

Celty hadn't really known what to expect when she rode to Mikado's apartment to tell him the truth about his friends, and see what he would do once he knew.

But she certainly hadn't been expecting to find the door to Mikado's tiny apartment hanging off its hinges, or the entire room, unusually maddeningly neat to be in complete disarray. Mikado's computer was smashed, his futon was torn, and the small room lay in complete ruins.

With the words "DEATH TO THE DOLLARS" painted in Yellow across the carnage.

Celty didn't pause to think before running back out to her bike and racing towards the Yellow Scarves Hideout.

Kida walked alone through the streets of Ikebukuro. The rain drenched him through to the bone yet he couldn't bring himself to care. His mind was moving at a mile a minute. He walked on, without direction, lost in his thoughts of all that had happened over the last few weeks.

Anri was the Slasher.

Mikado led the Dollars.

It was all insane. His friends, the people he trusted the most… were hiding those huge secrets from him. Not that Kida really had room to talk, he'd never told them about the Yellow Scarves.

The blonde boy stopped and turned his eyes skyward for a moment, as if hoping the answers would just fall out of the sky with the rain.

Kida had no idea what to do, he walked on with no destination in mind. After all where could he go? Going to either of his friends would just lead to unwanted confrontation, his own house would just be as maddeningly empty and silent as always. He wasn't even considering Saki an option at this point. And going back to the Yellow Scarves would only serve to intensify the tempest of emotions inside him.

He didn't know how much time passed before his cell phone's ring snaps him from his thoughts.

Kida takes a brief look to see that's it's one of the Yellow scarves calling before answering, "What's going on?"

An obnoxious voice from the other line, "Hey it's me, Horada" oh great, the violent Jackass who didn't know how to listen, Perfect. Kida resisted groaning.

"Yeah, what are you calling for?" Kida quipped back, wanting to end the call as soon as possible.

"Just so you know, we won't be needing you anymore."

"Huh?" Kida replied, the message not really reaching his emotion charged mind.

"You're no longer the head of the Yellow Scarves. Your ass is canned." Horada sounded far too pleased with himself.

"What are you talking about?" Kida answered apathetically, he was really getting sick of this moron.

"Mikado Ryuugamine," Horada sneered, " that's the name of your Best Buddy right?"

Kida Stopped short, dread beginning to pool in his chest, wiping away the emotional whirlwind he'd been stuck in. Mikado's name should NOT be coming from the mouth of this violent creepazoid.

Horada continued, not waiting for a reply , "Isn't that shocking, the leader of the Dollars is best friends with the head of our own gang"

Panic began to sneak in next to Dread in a tap dance around Kida's insides, "Just hold on," Kida said, "Who told you that?"

"Who CARES how I found out?" Horada replied, "By the way, you did a pretty good job of tricking us this whole time, everyone's standing around completely shocked right now."

Kida felt the muscles in his body tensing, his grip on the phone tightening. This was NOT GOOD.

"What are you going to do," The blonde high school student questioned, knowing full well he would in now way like the answer.

"Go after the Dollars' leader of course," Horada's words made Kida grit his teeth, "in fact we've already sent a few guys to that shithole of an apartment he lives in to… invite him over."

The sheer amount of PRIDE in Horada's voice as he informed Kida of his plans made the now-former gang leader want to punch his face. So much so that the young blonde wasn't really paying attention to Horada's last comment

"And just so you know, there's a hit out on YOUR head too, you won't be able to show your face in Ikebukuro again, Bye, bye."

The dial tone rang loud and sharp in Kida's ear. He stood there for a moment, seemingly shell shocked. He finally noticed that his hand was trembling as he brought his phone away from his ear.

"Mikado…" a single word, a single name uttered into the rainy dusk of Ikebukuro…

Panic and Dread were doing a tango in Kida's stomach as he brought his phone up and quickly clicked to his contacts and dialed a number he'd been calling all day…

"Pickup, pickup-pickup-pickup-please-pickup," Kida muttered under his breath, hand practically cracking his phone.

The phone didn't even ring, just a sharp, flat *beeeeep* eerily similar to a heart monitor flat lining followed by a computerized voice informing him that the number he was calling was Disconnected.

A number he'd called not 2 hours ago and reached the voice mail of was disconnected…

Mikado NEVER turned off his phone.

Kida stood there, shaking in the rain, phone still held to his ear, dial tone ringing sharply from the speaker.

Not again, he thought, Dear god not again.

Kida's mind was running a mile a minute again, but this time focused on a single subject: Mikado.

Scenes from all the time he'd spent with the raven haired boy ran like film across Kida's consciousness.

The Bashful look on Mikado's face when Kida first called him his best friend.

Running around playgrounds and schoolyards playing all manner of make believe games.

Many nights spent in Mikado's room with only a video games screen or a flashlight on the pages of a book to cut through the darkness.

The utterly dejected look on Mikado's face the day Kida told him he was moving to Tokyo, clearly wanting to cry but resisting because big kids didn't cry.

The simple comfort found in words spoken over a chat room through 3 insane years of being alone in a crowd.

The utter joy felt when Mikado informed Kida that he was moving to Ikebukuro.

The simple happiness that came from speaking face to face, and walking side with Mikado that first night on the town.

Meeting Anri, and all the enjoyable, though admittedly quiet walks home the 3 of them had shared since.

That weird summer night involving lost bags and animal ears

Mikado smiling, Mikado laughing, Mikado calling his jokes lame, Mikado blushing at his suggestions involving Anri.

Mikado, Mikado, MIKADO.

Mikado, who had always been the one constant in Kida's Life. Mikado, probably the only close True Blue friend Kida had ever had…

Mikado… who was now in Danger.

Kida knew it would take far too long to run to Mikado's apartment and see if Horada's thugs had gotten there yet. The best chance Kida had was to try to get to the Yellow Scarves before THEY got to Mikado.

Kida dropped his cell phone and took off running.

He wouldn't be afraid, not THIS time.

End pt 1

And…. that's chapter 1.….

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