They reached their hotel shortly after they got off the train – The Mandarin Oriental, which was just in Nihonbashi neighborhood, just a short distance away from Akihabara. It was a nice modern room that mixed a traditional bamboo floors and bed frame with a dark contemporary leather couch and desk.
It was like a mixture of their tastes. Mikado preferred more traditional style while Izaya liked the darker contemporary things like leather and straight lines. A perfect mixture of both their tastes. Mikado had to wonder that when they fully moved into together – it would look like this.
"This is amazing, I can see Mount Fuji from here!" Mikado exclaimed, looking out the large windows that made up the majority of the west wall. "I should have guessed you would pick a high-class hotel like this." the teen turned to look at his lover who smiled as he walked towards him
"Of course, only the best for you baby." Izaya purred, wrapping his arms around Mikado's waist and resting his chin on his shoulder. "I even requested it to be as high up as possible." Izaya's red eyes traveled to the window, Mikado's eyes did the same admiring the view.
"See that over there? That's Shinjuku." The informant pointed towards some far away buildings through the gaps of the high rises. Mikado tilted his head and leaned back on Izaya.
It's so beautiful…no matter how many times I see it the city from high up is always so dazzling.
"And guess what?" Izaya pulled back from Mikado, the teen turned around. The man approached two nice black lacquer boxes on the built-in bed bench. Izaya opened one of the boxes to reveal a red silky fabric. "Yukatas." He winked suggestively.
Mikado blushed furiously. The thought of Izaya dressed in that red silk made the teen's heart race and his body flush with heat. He'd never admitted to anyone it but he believed that traditional clothes like kimonos were incredibly erotic. The fabric only being kept on by one single tie, any slight pull would reveal the pale skin underneath...
"But~" Izaya sang closing the box and pulling Mikado out of his daydream. "We'll have fun with those later. For now, I think lunch is in order – I'm starving!" the man exclaimed childishly which made Mikado smile.
"Yeah, yeah." He rolled his eyes jokingly with a slight chuckle.
They slowly wandered the streets looking for somewhere to eat. Mikado looked around, taking in the new surroundings. It wasn't much different from Ikebukuro, they were still in Tokyo but for some reason, it felt more peaceful.
The teen glanced up at Izaya to see he was also looking around with interest, his red eyes drawing in the information around them. Mikado smiled and looked forward. Izaya had stated that he should decide what they do during the day but he didn't really have any idea on what to do, he didn't know the area and to him, it didn't really matter - he just wanted to spend time with Izaya.
"Wow, look at the cherry blossoms," Izaya stated, sounding impressed. Mikado looked in the direction the older man was pointing to see a large park. Cherry Blossom trees lined the paths and gardens. The teen looked at them in awe, even though he'd seen the trees bloom a hundred times in his hometown, it always felt like a new experience, something special. They were all so beautiful.
"Hey, what if we got some take away and ate under the cherry blossoms?" Mikado suggested thoughtfully. "It could be like a mini Hanami just for us." He grew excited by the idea. He hadn't been to a Hanami in years.
Izaya smiled. "That's a great idea. We just have to find somewhere to get some food." He agreed happily. It wasn't long before they spotted a shop with a sign out the front that advertised freshly made bentos. Apparently a special due to the cherry blossoms being in full bloom.
They got their bentos and headed back to the park. "Where do you think is a good place to sit?" Izaya asked as they walked down the gravel path. There were plenty of benches to sit at but Mikado wanted somewhere a bit more private.
"How about over there under that big tree?" he pointed to a cluster of blooming trees. From the look of it, no one was there and it was fairly discreet. Izaya agreed and they headed over to sit on the grass under one of the gorgeous cherry blossoms trees.
"Wow, this looks so good." Mikado praised as they open their bentos, one was chicken and other seafood. Mikado broke his chopsticks and picked up a piece of chicken.
"Here." He offered it to Izaya who opened his mouth, allowing the teen to feed him. Mikado watched as Izaya chewed with a smile on his face. "Good?"
"Yeah, here you try it." Izaya grinned picking up some food himself and offering it to the teen. Mikado blinked before opening his mouth with a smile. Mikado chewed happily, pleased with the attention and food.
"You're right, it is good." Mikado agreed with a chuckle. "Though, I wonder what people would say if they saw us feeding each other."
Izaya chuckled. "Who cares what they think." He moved a bit closer to the teen so the sides of their bodies were pressed up against one another. Mikado leaned on the older man slightly and smiled.
Yeah, I guess it doesn't matter what they think. There's not much of a chance I'll ever see these people again or that they'll recognise us – well, Izaya. I'm too happy to care anyway, I want to enjoy this!
Conversation flowed easily despite how Mikado was avoiding talking about all the important things. He told the older man about the manga he was reading, about things they'd seen on TV or in the streets.
"I have to write my speech for the opening ceremony. I really should have done it already." The teen sighed. Mikado was the top student in his year level – actually, that wasn't quite true, Anri was the top student but she declined to do any speeches.
"Do you want to do it? I remember when I was in high school, I loved doing the speeches." Izaya smiled, remembering fondly. Mikado could imagine why the older man would have loved it - being the center of attention, everyone listening to what he was saying.
"I don't mind it." Mikado replied honestly, "But I do get a bit nervous that I'll mess up on stage." The feeling on hundreds of eyes on him, listening to him was conflicting. It made him feel empowered in a way but also nervous because he knew they were judging him.
"You shouldn't be nervous." Izaya murmured with a smile. Mikado blinked at the sudden change of tone by the older male. "You're so beautiful and smart, you should be more confident in yourself."
Mikado blushed deeply at the compliments, ducking his head to hide his expression.
How can he just say something like that so suddenly? Mikado thought to himself. Doesn't he feel even a bit embarrassed!?
Izaya chuckled making the teen look up, he stared at the man for a moment.
He really is so gorgeous…and yet he calls someone as plain as me beautiful… Mikado's blue eyes focused on a single pink petal resting in Izaya's inky locks. He reached out and plucked it out with a shy smile.
"You're a lot more beautiful than I am." He murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. Mikado widened with surprise as Izaya blushed ever so slightly, a dust of pink on his pale cheeks as he averted his eyes in what could only be embarrassment.
Oh! Mikado realised with a cheeky smile. So it works both ways, so cute~ I understand now!
"When did you get so smooth?" Izaya joked, covering up his embarrassment and Mikado laughed.
"Well, I learnt from the best." Mikado grinned, enjoying the fact he'd made Izaya blush. It was almost like sweet revenge for all the times the man had purposely made him flustered.
Izaya laughed before he leaned in. "Of course, how could I forget?" he smirked and leaned forward. Mikado lifted his face and his eyelashes dipped-
Izaya's lips when soft and gentle when they met Mikado's. Izaya's tongue pressed against his lips and the teen obediently opened his mouth, shivering when Izaya's slippery organ brushed against his for the first time.
"Mhm." Mikado purred and wrapped his arms around Izaya's neck to pull him closer. The slightly bitter taste of the other man filled his senses as their tongues danced together passionately. He loved kissing Izaya, he could do it for hours.
The teen shivered when Izaya drew his tongue into his mouth, sucking on it slightly. Mikado flicked his tongue, tracing around the roof of Izaya's mouth where he was sensitive. Izaya's breath stuttered a bit and his hands went to the teen's waist.
The teen took over the kiss, nipping and sucking on the older male's tongue in a way that made Izaya drop all of his defenses. Mikado couldn't help but smile into the kiss, there was something so immensely satisfying about being able to control any aspect of Izaya.
They pulled back with a smack of their lips, both panting as they looked at each other. Mikado knew his face was red, he could feel his member start to stir in his jeans. But looking at Izaya's swollen, wet lips parted before him, he really didn't want to stop but knew he had to.
Izaya licked his lips and smirked. "I'm glad we chose somewhere so secluded to have lunch." He teased, the teen licked his own lips and smiled happily.
"Yeah..." Mikado sighed contently and rest his head on Izaya's shoulder as they sat there, half cuddling one another.
Ah, I wish it could always be like this…the two of us together where nothing else matters and we can just enjoy life. Mikado thought with a wry smile. But I guess that's impossible. We both have issues, responsibilities and goals that demand our attention.
He frowned slightly. Just recently, he'd seen another gang in Ikebukuro. He'd found out through Izaya's ramblings that it was a biker gang from Saitama which had concerned Mikado. Izaya had reassured them that they weren't in town to start a fight with the Dollars which was good, he just hoped none of his more troublesome members wouldn't start a fight.
Secretly, part of him was annoyed. Ikebukuro was clearly Dollars territory (street gang wise), they were famous enough for that to be clear and yet another gang from out of town thought it was alright to come and walk around like they owned the place – The Dollars were obviously being looked down upon and it pissed him off.
"Mikado? You're not falling asleep are you?" Izaya's quiet but affectionate voice broke through his thoughts making his anger dissipate.
The teen slowly opened his eyes and smiled, "Maybe a little bit." He lied sheepishly which made Izaya chuckle.
"I guess we should move around a bit then, huh? Do you want to walk around or something?"
"Sure" Mikado agreed easily. "What time is it?"
"It's three o'clock. We have to catch a train at six to get to the restaurant for dinner so we have a few hours." Izaya explained as he stood up and stretched. Mikado hummed and gathered up their lunch rubbish, which Izaya took from him and carried until they reached the bin.
What a gentleman. Mikado thought with an amused but affectionate smile.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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YokaiAngel: Aren't they!? Our boys are adorable :3
rinxlenfan4ever: Thank you! I'm so glad I was able to portray it well. Mi-chan is the epitome of mixed and contradictory emotions! Hope you enjoyed the new chapter!
Bloody Rose 16: Yeah, I thought it would be good to have the second book in Mi-chan's perspective because the events that happen center around him.
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