Mikado was in the arms of his lover. Izaya Orihara, they sat on the couch in izaya's apartment. They have been going out for a month now. A year and a half after Kida left Ikebukuro. Mikado was left with a broken heart, he was lost. His friends tried to help but it didn't work he had therapy and treatment, but it just didn't work.
Then one day Izaya came back from a holiday, He had heard about what was happening and he found himself worried and scared for Mikado. He soon realized his love for Mikado. Now finally after a year he had Mikado in his arms with joy. After having to fix Mikados broken heart and soul. After thousands of rejections from Mikado. After helping Mikado get over Kida. They where both happy and care free now and forever. Well at least that is how it was suppose to be.
That day that hour that minute, every thing Izaya worked so hard for, was about to change because of one phone call from one person.
*Ring* *ring* *ring* was all you heard in izaya's apartment. From Mikados phone. Mikado got out of Izaya's arms and went to his jacket to see who was phoning this late at night.
"Mikado? who's on the phone? I bet someone just got the wrong number. No one would phone you this late. right? Mikado? why are you not answering me or the phone?!" Said Izaya waiting for Mikado to say something to him. "Mikado? what's wrong?!"said Izaya worried and a little annoyed, but Mikado could not hear him or any thing. Mikado then realized he was just staring at his phone. He then answered.
"He- hello?" said Mikado when he answered the phone. A few seconds later Mikado had watery eyes and was running to the door with all his speed.
"Hey?! Mikado where are you going this late at night!" Yelled Izaya trying to get Mikado to stop running but he was already gone.
Izaya got up and noticed Mikado left his phone on the table. He picked it up and went to recent calls. When he opened the file and saw who the caller was his eyes widened and was running out the door after Mikado with angry and worried eyes. _