Warnings for possible rape or at least references to it, stalking, Izaya, Mild swearing (probably) and really really inappropriate jokes...You have been warned! Hahaha

Hope you like~!

Mikado yawned sleepily and opened his eyes, looking over at his clock and blinking at it, too sleepy to believe it or deny it just yet.

His eyes widened and caught sight of something that wasn't meant to be in his room. He looked at it to discover it was a person, and not just any person, it was one of the people that Kida had warned him to stay away from, Orihara Izaya.

For the first instant Mikado was shocked.

For the second instant he was scared.

For the third instant he was confused.

For the forth was annoyed.

"Ah, Orihara-san, what a-are you doing in my room?" He asked hesitantly.

"Oh, Mikado-kun! You're awake. I was thinking about waking you, but watching you sleep was just so cute!"

Mikado sweat dropped and stared at Izaya in shock. "Y-you were watching me sleep?" He asked quietly, too shocked to actually be angry.

"Of course." Izaya answered as if it was perfectly normal and not at all creepy.

"Uh." Was all Mikado could think to reply to that. It occurred to him that this was probably (hopefully) a dream, so he closed his eyes and tried to wake up.

Izaya frowned slightly and poked Mikado gently. "Hey~! What're you doing? You just woke up. You're not trying to wake up because you think this is a dream, right~? Because that would be horribly mean Mikado-kun~."

Mikado looked at him again uncertainly. "O-Orihara-san...Why are you in my room?"

"Ah~! Well Mikado-kun, I was just ordering Naime-chan to make me some things to annoy her and she told me to get a hobby, and that got me thinking. Everyone should have a hobby, right Mikado-kun~?"

"Uhh...I guess. What's this got to do with-?"

"And then I thought about what I could do for a hobby. I thought about all sorts of things, especially model cities and things, or games where I could play as a God, but then I thought that there was something I was actually very interested in~. Actually, Naime helped me with the idea. She really is amazing sometimes~. She always calls me a creepy stalker, and that got me thinking~. So Mikado-kun, I decided to take up being a stalker as my hobby~."

Mikado watched him talk, the words echoing in his mind, not being processed but not quite going out either.

"And then I thought about who to stalk and well, the answer was pretty obvious~. Out of everyone in this city you're the safest and most entertaining one, so you're perfect for me to stalk, don't you think~?"

Mikado sat in his bed, blinking occasionally and staring at Izaya. How did Izaya possibly expect him to answer a question right now? He couldn't think of anything but what those words Izaya had said could possibly mean. They couldn't mean what it sounded like it meant, because Izaya would not stalk Mikado, so therefore what he'd said wasn't true. But what did that mean? What had he said again?

Mikado's mind whirred and buzzed, trying in vain to process what Izaya had said.

Izaya grew bored of watching Mikado's blank expression and stood up. "I did a little research before I came over and apparently I should take things from your trash. Would you mind sorting things that I might be interesting in and leaving them at the top? I don't really have time to go through your trash, plus it's not something I really want to do."

Mikado laid back down and closed his eyes, pulling the blankets over his head. It was childish granted, but what else could he possibly do? He just had to wake up and it would all be back to normal. There would be no Izaya trying to stalk him as a hobby, requesting him to sort his own garbage to help Izaya stalk him, there would be nothing of the sort. Instead he would wake up and shake his head over having such a weird dream and get himself breakfast than go to school and chat to Kida and Anri.

"Oi~! Mikado-kun! I was talking to you!"

Mikado reached up and covered his ears, still holding the blankets tightly.

Izaya pouted slightly and sat on top of Mikado, not putting quite all his weight on the younger male. It had the desired effect and Mikado coughed, struggling to breathe with Izaya on his stomach. "O-Orihara-san!" He complained, pulling the blanket away form his face and, oh! was that a glare? Izaya grinned.

"Ah good~! I was worried Mikado-kun didn't have a face anymore~."

Mikado groaned and tried to shift but Izaya had effectively pinned him lying down. "Orihara-san please get off me."

Izaya laughed in response. "But Mikado-kun~! You're so comfy! Plus, apparently, when stalkers don't get what they want they turn violent~. Just think what I could do to you, lying there, helpless~." To drive his point home he pulled out his customary switchblade and twirled it a bit, catching the light and making the knife gleam.

Mikado swallowed the growing lump in his throat and nodded, watching Izaya and the knife carefully.

Izaya grinned. "That's much better Mikado-kun~! Now, what should we do together today~?"

Mikado thought for a bit and decided that maybe it would be better to play along with whatever Izaya was playing at. "Uh, don't stalkers normally just watch?"

Izaya thought it over for a bit before nodding. "I guess so, yes...But! I don't want you to talk to Anri-chan or Kida-kun today, not even to explain to them why you're not talking to them~!"

"Orihara-san!"

Izaya just moved his knife a bit. "I wouldn't want to have to get violent with them~."

Mikado swallowed again and nodded hesitantly. "O-ok...Can I ask why?"

Izaya leaned down to whisper to Mikado. "Because I don't like sharing~."

I'm sorry everyone who is waiting for 'Letter' or 'Chess' but I just felt like writing something lighter and funny. Review if you want to, I do love to know people approve, hahaha