A/N: Hey guys! Um... So I had a different account previous to this one but... It kinda sorta just you know got hacked! But yeah! It's me HiddenSoulSword only now I'm GhoulEater13! So most of you who read my HiddenSoulSword stories know that I've never made a Durarara story but, I just finished the series and decided to do a bit of a sad story about what happened after Masaomi (super cool by the way) left. And how the dashingly amazazing Izaya Orihara and insanely strong Shizuo Heiwajima come to the rescue! Love you all! R&R!

'Izaya's thoughts' 'Shizuo's thoughts' 'Mikado's thoughts.'

Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara... sadly, because if I did there would be a lot more new episodes. I mean! Come on they can't just end it there can they?! Well... On with the chapter!

It's been 2 months since all of the chaos in Ikebukuro died down, and Masaomi left with Saki. At the end of the first month Mikado developed a standoffish attitude and started skipping school. He tried talking to a therapist but it didn't help with the position he was in. In the middle of the second month he started drowning his sorrows in alcohol. Now, he's here...aimlessly roaming the alleyways of Ikebukuro in long, hazed, drunken strides with a nearly empty bottle of vodka in his hand.

Mikado was humming a rather depressing tune , occasionally laughing or giggling like a madman. He continued to do this until he ran into a certain parka wearing informant whom was in the midsts of a battle with a blonde debt-collector. The two men stopped what they were doing when they saw the flushed and swaying drunk teen. "hahaha... Oooopsies! *hiccup* I di'n't see ya th'r... *hiccup* hahaha... Sowryyy!" Mikado said, his sentences barely understandable. When the drunk teen recognized the two men before him he threw on a sloppy smile. "Heyyyy! Iiii know youuu! *hiccup* hehe y-y'r those guys! D'n't-D'n't think I wou'nt ram'mbrr you!" the drunk teen slurred, narrowing his eyes in a playful glare as he pointed an accusing finger at the two men. Mikado finally dropped his arm to his side and finished the bottle of alcohol, throwing the now empty bottle over his shoulder. The two men looked in confusion and shock at the drunk boy whom in which they've come to know as Mikado Ryuugamine.

'He's drunk off his ass! I can smell the booze and vodka from here.' Izaya thought, trading confused what-the-hell glances with Shizuo. The two men shrugged and looked back over to Mikado.

'How the hell did he get his hands on liquor anyway? Why would he even try drinking the stuff!? He's only a kid!' Shizuo thought.

'Mikado is just an innocent- Okay not so innocent, because of the whole gang thing but- He's such a shy and bashful boy! You'd think think that he would avoid such poison at all costs!' Izaya thought. Suddenly Mikado began swaying more than before and his knees began to buckle under his weight. The boy fell forward as the two strong men caught him in their arms.

"Hehehe! Thanks gaauuuuys. Th-that was a reeaaaaaally cllose one. I'm sleepy! Mind if I just take a nap right here... Goooood night!" Mikado sighed as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and the teen fell into the arms of unconsciousness. Izaya and Shizuo just looked up at each other, and then down to the drunk and sleeping boy.

"You're carrying 'im." Izaya said casually, pushing Mikado into Shizuo's arms.

"Why don't you do it, flea!?" Shizuo demanded.

"Because, now matter how much I hate to admit it, we both know you have more upper body strength. We need to take him to Shinra-kun's house. You would clearly hold out long enough to get him there... Me, not so sure. You get the gist, right Shizu-chan?" Izaya explained. 'Shinra definitely needs to take a look at him. God knows how much he drank. He reeks of alcohol.'

"Fine." Shizuo mumbled, gathering the drunk teen in his arms. He looked down at Mikado's face to see an adorable frown plastered on his face and furrowed eye brows. 'He looks distressed. Almost as though he's having a bad dream or... something. It's actually kinda... adorable.' Shizuo thought.

"He is going to have a major hangover when he wakes up. I wonder what he was doing out here at two o'clock in the morning. We're going to have to ask him how much he drank when he gets over his hangover. Aren't we Shizu-chan? If things got this bad... hmmm... It makes me wonder what other things he's done to himself." Izaya said.

"Yeah." Shizuo responded. "Since when do we have normal conversations like this?"

"Well, I wouldn't call this a normal conversation but, I guess it was around the time Mikado interrupted our fight just now... Other than that, never." Izaya said. Then the red eyed informant looked over at Mikado's face. His thoughts were similar to Shizuo's, only he was more lovey dovey and playful about it... and loud. "Aww! Won't look at that adorable face! Isn't it just the cutest thing you've ever seen!"

"Shut up." Shizuo mumbled.

"Gosh! I'm only trying to lighten up the situation. You don't gotta be such a meany..." Izaya said dramatically crossing his arms and making a pouty face. But the informant did indeed stop talking. He was afraid that if he didn't he would reveal his undeniable love for the boy, so the rest of the trip to Shinra's house was awfully quiet... Leaving Mikado to his nightmare about how Masaomi was leaving him all alone... and forgetting about him.

A/N: So... Yeah! That was the beginning of my first Durarara fanfic! I will be continuing on with it (if I get at least five reviews), but I am also in the middle of another Durarara fanfic called Angry so... yeah! Oh! And pleaaase review! Reviews are really needed! I am also allowing story requests. They can be for SAO, Attack On Titan, Soul Eater, Code Geass, Ouran HighSchool Host Club, Durarara, Tokyo Ghoul, Noragami, Naruto, HighSchool of the Dead, Black Butler, Blood Lad, Clannad, Guilty Crown, Say 'I Love You', Another, Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni, Akame ga Kill, Bleach, Future Diary, Death Note, Fairy Tail, and Blue Exorcist! I'm better with Tragedy, Suspense, Romance(fluffy romance), and Humor... Love you all! Thanks for reading.