Author Notes:
This fanfiction took forever to write. Mainly because I procrastinated but now it's done! Yay! NA95 was very patient with me. Speaking of her, she's been drawing pictures to go with the story. I'll let you guys know when they're up on my profile so you can check them out.


Masaomi frowned slightly as he tapped his pencil eraser on the edge of the kitchen counter he was leaning against, deep in thought. There was a blank notepad in front of him, and every so often he would raise the pencil like he was about to write something, only to put it back down and start his tapping again. Finally, he sighed in frustration and straightened up, running his fingers through his dyed blonde hair. How do parents do this?

"Hmmm… Mida Kasaomi?" he wondered out loud, jotting down on the paper before quickly crossing it off with a muttered, "No, it sounds too much like Kida Masaomi. Yuki Sukisuzi?" That went on his list, only to be crossed out as well. "Too random." It had to be perfect. Everything had to be perfect.

After several more moments of staring at his paper and scribbling a few more names, he finally wrote down one that didn't get crossed out. "Mina Kishimei…" he murmured out loud, liking the way it rolled off his tongue. If he said it quick enough or without much thought it sounded a lot like Kida Masaomi. It had flow to it. "It's perfect."


March 6th


Ryuugamine Mikado wondered just how he had gotten into this current mess. Sure, he had dealt with gangs before, but he either had backup or was directing things through his computer, protected by the shadows. The only shadows around now belonged to the buildings that framed the small alley. The boy clutched the strap of his shoulder bag tightly, realizing he was completely alone as he tried to assess the situation.

He was trapped in a back alley that smelled of rotting garbage and rat droppings, surrounded by three men. While the gang feuds had died down, the three surrounding him were very clearly Yellow Scarves. The leader of the three was a man with a yellow bandana wrapped around his head. The other two were for intimidation; one in a yellow shirt and one with a strip of yellow fabric tied around his wrist.

Mikado bit his lip, unable to see any escape.

"Yo, dude, we dun wanna hurt you," the one with the bandana drawled. "But we're gonna hafta if you don't give us yo money, you punk ass bitch."

"I-I told you I don't—"

Thwack!

Mikado flinched as a hand hit the wall right next to his head and the leader leaned forward menacingly. "Right. You dun have notin', right? But we gotta get something from ya so if you dun have anythin' then we'll just hafta take it from you, right?" A cruel smirk twisted on the man's lips and the boy was hit with a sharp stab of fear.

"Would you guys leave him alone?"

The feminine voice echoed around the alley and every head turned to see the girl who spoke. She was standing in the middle of the narrow path with her hands on her hips and a dark glare clouding her features. Mikado's first thought was, "Masaomi!" since the girl had roughly the same haircut and color, but it was a bit too long to be his. Not to mention Masaomi was clearly male while this was definitely a girl in a yellow dress and matching wedges.

After that passed through the boy's mind, his thoughts changed to panic. He didn't want to drag anyone else into his problems!

"I-I'm fine, r-really—"

He was cut off as the leading Scarf pushed himself off the wall and turned to face the girl with a nasty grin on his face. "Does the little girl wanna play? Ooo, I'm scared, yo!" Of course he had to put up a tough front. No proper street thug would be caught dead acting afraid of some little girl, even if that girl did resemble their old boss and she did speak with such a commanding tone. Even the other two Scarves took a step back at it.

The girl didn't seem very phased by the men. She started forward a couple of steps before she darted closer and delivered a swift uppercut to the man speaking. Apparently pretty hard too, considering the man tumbled over like he had been hit by a bag of bricks. The other Scarves hesitated for a second before they jumped towards the girl. But that small amount of time was enough for her to slip past them with a small stumble, grab Mikado's hand, and run.

For a girl that looked so unsteady in her heels, she ran pretty fast. Unsure if they were being chased or not, the two dodged through people, ducked around corners, and weaved along sidewalks until they both had to stop for breath. There was a moment of silence as they two doubled over and clutched their knees, but as soon as they could breathe they both burst into laughter over their narrow escape.

When the laughter died down, the girl leaned her back against the building with a happy sigh and reached down to start adjusting her shoes. Mikado gave a faint blush and looked away, feeling like he was acting rude. "Th-Thank you for saving me. You really helped me out back there." He glanced back to see the girl wave him off and roll her eyes.

"Don't mention it!" But then her eyes narrowed playfully and she added. "Really, don't mention it. It would ruin my reputation." From her snickers it was supposed to be a joke but Mikado didn't quite understand it so he only gave a slightly pained smile. This didn't seem to bother her as she continued, "I'm Kishimei Mina but call me Mina! I saw you in that alley and I just had to come to the rescue, you know. You're lucky you got a tough girl like me! Who are you?"

"Ryuugamine Mikado," he answered with a nervous-sounding laugh as he reached around to rub the back of his head. Mina liked to talk with her hands, Mikado noticed, and her hyper personality and the way she spoke with absolute confidence reminded him of Masaomi. They did look similar… But Masaomi didn't have the womanly curves Mina did nor did he have boobs, which were clearly there. Not as large as Anri's bust but certainly not small.

"Checking me out, Mikado-kun?" the girl asked as she raised an eyebrow.

Mikado flushed darkly as he realized he had been caught in his assessment. "N-No!" he quickly said, shaking his hands in a flustered motion. "I w-wasn't! I was j-just—"

"At least buy me dinner first!" Mina grinned in amusement as she watched her new friend freak out over his blunder. "I'm new to town, you know, and I don't know any good places to eat. Plus, I've heard this town is dangerous and you have to protect a young, innocent girl like me. Now c'mon, I'm starving and I heard there a sushi place with a Russian chef!" She started walking towards Russian Sushi before Mikado could protest so he had no choice but to follow with a small smile.


[Today was my first day back in Ikebukuro and I can honestly say, "It's good to be back!" There's just one problem: Walking around a city in heels is a pain. Literally. Man, my feet hurt so badly! I spent most of the day walking around trying to find Anri or Mikado. Mostly Mikado. I saw Anri walking around with some girl but Mikado wasn't with them and I didn't want to go and say hi to someone that wouldn't know me. It was nerve-wrecking being out in 'Bukuro dressed like that. I constantly thought someone would recognize me. I mean, my disguise was good but I don't think I did enough to cover myself. And wearing a dress had me feeling odd and uncomfortable in such a familiar setting.

Anyway… I did find Mikado.

He was being harassed by a few Yellow Scarves. I'm no longer the leader so I'm not in charge of them, but boy was I pissed. Whoever the new leader is, they need to start controlling their members more! Mikado looked scared so I stepped in. So… Do women normally hall off and punch people? I sure hope so. Either way we ran.

It was just like old times!

As soon as we got around corners and were far enough away, we started laughing. God I missed Mikado. He didn't seem to recognize me, which was good. We ended up going to Russian Sushi and even Simon didn't notice who I was. Man~ My disguise must be perfect! We chatted a bit, exchanged phone numbers, and talked about Raira, which I'll be starting at again soon.

I totally owe that guy for forging my paperwork. Without that I would have been screwed. Good thing I know people.

So for my first day back in Ikebukuro, everything went wonderfully. I'm determined to stay by my friend's side even if I have to wear that stupid dress forever! After my mistake with Saki, I really don't think it's possible to leave him again. But I'm afraid we might end up like Shizuo and Izaya if I just waltz back in here like nothing happened. Granted we wouldn't be as violent but I really don't want him hating me. He's my best friend… I don't think I could stand that.]


Izaya couldn't help but laugh as he slipped out of a back alley and mingled back in with the naïve people of the city. He had just escaped another brawl with Shizuo that had destroyed a good portion of the street. Of course the sneaky man had not a bruise to show for it. Shizuo probably had a cut or two. But the street was ruined completely. Oh how he loved his fights with Ikebukuro's local monster!

But now that it was over, Izaya had nothing left to do besides head back to Shinjuku. Of course that didn't sound too appealing to him.

That's when he saw it. Mikado walking down the street with a girl in a yellow dress. Izaya was not stupid by any means. It took him only a second to realize that it wasn't a girl. Even better than that, it was Kida Masaomi in a full female getup. Dress, heels, and even what looked like a padded bra. Despite being in a crowd, Izaya stopped dead still on the street, the person behind him narrowly avoiding hitting him. Then he started cackling.

Thinking about it for a moment, he realized he had enough money saved up that he could take some time off work. After all, it was about time for him to pursue some of his hobbies. And finding out just why Masaomi was in a dress would be a great way to get some of his energy back. Oh this was just too much fun! And he would never let Masaomi live it down.