I do not own Durarara! Warning for any spoilers that slip in, and general craziness. What can I say; it made sense at two in the morning.
On with the story!
Mikado and Kida were in the park. No, they weren't on a date. Well, they weren't on a romantic date. They were in a furious debate and needed Erika to help settle the argument. The text had been sent to her at three that morning, and they had agreed to meet in the park by ten in the morning.
The argument had flared up again while they waited.
"I'm telling you, even you're right, mine still makes sense."
"And I'm telling you, he's plain evil and can't be repentant. He uses pawns, for crying out loud!"
Mikado remained calm while Kida paced and vented. Finally, the van came around the corner.
"We got your text! What's the argument over?" Erika hopped out of the van.
"Which anime character Orihara Izaya is more like." Mikado stated in a flat voice.
Kadota wondered how the heck this could involve them. The next words stopped his musings and started his feet back to the van. He wasn't needed here.
"I say that Orihara-san is more like Yuko Ichihara from xxxHolic. He deals with information and equal exchange, she deals with wishes. Sometimes you get what you want, sometimes you die. It depends on what the wisher puts into it. Kida-kun disagrees." Mikado reclined in his seat, while Kida-kun launched into his reasoning.
"I say he's more like that bastard, Kuran Kaname. They always manipulate people, and despite being surrounded by people, he has no actual friends. There's never telling what his main objective is until it's too late. Plus, he stays on top of the food chain."
Kida stopped ranting long enough to realize they were drawing attention.
Kadota stopped walking over to the van and hung back. It would be interesting to hang around and see what happened. Especially if Izaya himself showed up. He surveyed the park for anyone who was pulling out a cell phone to call Izaya about what they just heard.
Erika was nodding her head, holding her chin and thinking. "Hmmm…you both may be right. But the anime character I think suits Orihara-san the best would be…."
Both boys leaned in closer. If she could settle this for them, they could forget the fight ever happened.
"Grell Sutcliffe!"
Silence reigned.
The birds in the park twittered.
"Ah, how exactly would Orihara-san fit that description? Isn't Grell a bit….clumsy?" Mikado asked, thinking about the Kuroshitsuji manga he would never admit to skimming through. He was a bit hesitant to find out where this train of logic came from.
"Ah, but that's the point! Is Grell actually clumsy? He certainly knows how to fight, what if it's all a cover up? They both act childish. They both deal in death, and mingle in affairs that really shouldn't concern them. They both like to hit on guys that want to kill them."
Kida was nodding along before he snapped out of it.
"Ah, but what about his fashion sense? Isn't Grell flamboyant in his red trench coat?"
Mikado nodded.
"Well, Izaya certainly fits nicely into his fur lined parka in the middle of summer, don't you think?" Erika countered.
"Ah, that does work. Okay, so Orihara Izaya is the most like Grell Sutcliffe. Thanks, Erika-san."
"Yeah, thanks Erika-san. We'll treat you to Russia Sushi. Mikado and I both got jobs for the summer. Yes, they're legal, standard jobs." He added, seeing Kadota's face. The group climbed into the van and headed off for Russia Sushi.
Meanwhile, standing behind the tree near the bench Mikado had vacated, frozen in shock, Orihara Izaya was coming to grips with his beloved humans comparing him to a flamboyant rule-breaking Shinigami.
A/N: Yeah, that was crack. Like I said, it made more sense at two in the morning. Please don't kill me for having this conversation with myself.