Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara! or it character. All original characters are of my own design and creation.

A/N: As stated in the last chapter of 'Supernatural Serendipity' (and by popular demand) here is the first chapter to the drabble spin-off series aptly named 'Supernatural Serendipity Side Stories'. Here is were all the extra bits and pieces from the story will be going (mostly fluff, but other pieces too) as well as all contest winners pieces. I would be interested to know what everyone thinks as well as take possible suggestions from reviewers. So to kick off, here is the missing scene that everyone was waiting for before the newest chapter of the main story.

"So uh...what now?" Shizuo asks suddenly after their hug has gone on for quite a bit long than anticipated.

"I don't know. I guess we're dating now." She replies, back to her normal cheeky self. Besides, if everyone apparently thought they were already dating why not? Shinra thought they were, and that Izaya guy. She frowns over Shizuo's shoulder at that. She's beginning to understand Shizuo instantaneous combustion of rage he gets every time he sees the man. If she saw him again, she's pretty sure she'd punch him right in his smirking face.

"No, I mean," Shizuo starts again, pulling back from their embrace to look at her. "I've never had a girlfriend before. So..." He doesn't know what to do.

Is he supposed to leave now? It is getting late and it's a long walk back to his place. But that doesn't seem right. Is he supposed to stay? He's seen it in movies when the guy confesses his love to a girl and he stays the night, but he doesn't think she's the type of girl who hops into bed with a guy she's only been dating for 53 seconds. So that doesn't seem right either.

He's lost as to what to do now. He honestly hadn't thought he'd get to even this point. The movies make it look so easy. Couple meets, they fall in love, they profess their undying love for one another, they kiss. Was that what was supposed to happen? Was he supposed to kiss her?

He had never kissed a girl before. Well, outside of his mother and that one time in middle school. But he had never really kissed a girl before. Not for lack of wanting. None would come near him up until now.

How was he supposed to go about that anyway? Was he supposed to ask? Or should he just do it? In the movies, the guy just does it but he always thought that was a little rude. What if she didn't want to kiss him?

What if Nausika didn't want to kiss him?

Though it seems like an eternity in Shizuo's head as these questions keep spinning, it's really only been a few seconds.

And for the other blonde, who seems to get what he's asking and finds it cute, has no problem coming to a decision on what to do next.

Her hands come up slowly and carefully grasps the corner of his shades, removing them. Shizuo's eyes widen slightly, both from the sudden flow of unhampered light and confusion as to what she's doing. He can guess. He's not an idiot. But like the first time they met on the street of Ikebukuro, it's all too surreal for him. Like a scene from one of those movies he's gotten most of his love life advice from. And things like this don't happen to Shizuo Heiwijima.

But she sits them on top of her head with equal care, as if she knows they are special to him somehow, with a smile and leans in to him.

Her kiss is gentle and soft. Something he hadn't expected from someone so fierce and fiery as her. But he's not sure what he's expected. It was never this. He'd thought about it. But it had never crossed him mind that it could actually happen to him. His eye slip closed just when the chaste kiss ends and she pulls away, slowly. As if she's trying to savor it for as long as she can.

"I've never had a boyfriend either." Nausika says against his lips before opening her teal eyes and looking up into his half hooded almond ones. "Not a real one anyways. A few flings but not…" But not with someone she's really cared about she thinks.

And she does care about Shizuo. What he's like, if he's ok, what he thinks about her, all that stuff she's never bothered to ponder with other people. And it bothers her that it does. And doesn't bother her at the same time.

The ex-bartender smiles softly at her as a hand once on her waist comes up to caress her cheek. "So I guess we're both useless then." He jokes softly before he lowers his head again to fall on those soft, cupid bow lips again, only this time with a deeper kiss.

She tastes like the American sweet tea she's always drinking when there's not coffee in her hands and something else sweet he can't put his finger on. He's sure he taste like his cigarettes, not a pleasant taste at all, but she doesn't seem to mind. No, he guesses she doesn't when those long fingers slide up his arms and into the mess of his hair to pull him closer.

She's a really good kisser, he thinks. And she thinks he's a fast learner.

As always reviews and critiques are always appreciated. More will be to come and I will keep people posted both through here and A/N's in SS for the future.

Thanks for reading!