Title: I'm watching over you.

Genre: Romance/Supernatural.
Paring: Izaya X Mikado

Status: Incomplete.
Summary: Guardian Angels exist. Guardians assigned to protect the one person they will love above all. And it was Mikado's luck to get Orihara Izaya.

Warnings: Slash.

A/N: Cross-posted at the DRRR! Kink Meme.
Disclaimer: Durarara! belongs to Narita Ryōgo, I do not own any of the characters you recognise in this fanfiction.

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"Does every human have one?"

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When he was seven, Mikado noticed that he always noticed things that other people usually don't. When he was seven, Mikado realised that people didn't usually like children correcting them about things and pointing out things that they probably would never notice. Mikado often thought it was due to the fact that they did not want to be seen as more ignorant than a child couple of times their junior. When he was seven, Mikado finally stopped telling other people about the many, many things that he noticed.

Because the one thing Mikado knows that there is one thing he has that which is weird, different and unique from other people and it is not his name.

It is the simple fact that he knows things.

This was the main reason why Mikado did not tell anyone about the man with crimson red eyes grinning and waving at him. He figured that it was normal that no one noticed the man who had a grin that could put the Cheshire cat to shame - after all, all those adults had missed bigger things.

Much bigger things right under their noses.

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"Not all, only certain types of humans."

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The second time Mikado sees the man with red eyes was almost week from the first time. The man in question also seemed to be younger than before.

The man was grinning and flicking a switchblade in one hand with his other in the pocket of his pants. Mikado noticed that the suddenly-younger-than-before man was staring at him and upon catching his eye, beckoned Mikado to go over to him with a very loud shout of his name ('Mikado-kun!') and frantic waving of his arms.

Mikado had looked around, trying to guess if anyone had heard the man who was waving at him like a madman. He sees the teachers walk past the fur coat wearing man as if he wasn't there. Internally, Mikado scoffed, he didn't think that his respect for adults could go any lower.

Before he could go over to the man, Mikado felt a sudden weight on his back and an arm around his shoulders. "Masaomi-kun," said Mikado, turning to face Masaomi-kun with a smile on his face. Out of his peripheral view, he sees the black-haired man's grin drooping before coming back up again instantly. Hearing the person who seemed more likely to be a paedophile than a young adult shout a goodbye, Mikado turned around and -

"Masaomi-kun, you're heavy."

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"What type?"

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People say the third times the charm but Mikado doesn't believe it until the weird raven haired man who-sort-of-look-like-a-teen appears in his room, hanging upside down from his ceiling, clearly defying all laws of gravity.

"You're so hard to talk to, Mikado-kun~" The teen said, with a whine in his voice. "And it took me so long to find you!" He said while kicking off from the ceiling and landing on the floor. "Seven years, Mikado-kun, seven years!"

Mikado could only stare at the teen with a mildly curious expression on his face. "You've shrunk." Mikado stated, while weighting both the pros and cons of acting like a scared little boy and talking to the red-eyed stranger.

Looking at him with a bemused expression, the stranger laughed. "Out of everything, you only mentioned that?" After saying that, the stranger started to laugh like a hyena before he looked at Mikado and smiled. The stranger's phone beeped and an expression on the stranger's face changed to one of annoyance. "It seems that they want me back soon, so I'll be seeing you!" And with another smirk and wave, Mikado watched the teen disappear into the suddenly sentient shadows.

Blinking at the spot where he had seen the uniform clad teen disappear, Mikado shrugged nonchalantly, placed down his schoolbag and started to do his homework.

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"The type that needs a guard, someone to protect them and the presence of someone – a constant companion – to be always by their side."

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"I still don't know your name." said Mikado when he opened the door to his house and saw the teen lounging there on the couch as if he belonged there.

"Oh? But I know yours." said the teen, while getting up from his position on the couch.

"I know." Mikado replied while walking over to the couch. He then motioned the person (thing?) to move over, placed his bag on the ground and sat down beside it.

The other person in the room giggled. "Most people would be scared, you know."

Using a tone which indicated that Mikado was very sure about himself, he replied, "I'm not most people."

And with that and a single laugh, the teen disappeared into thin air, leaving behind nothing – not even a strand of hair.

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"Protection? From who? And a companion? For what?"

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"What are you?"

With that very statement, it turned around and stared at Mikado, with an expression of hurt worthy of an Oscar winner on its face.

"What?" it repeated, sounding mildly offended, Mikado noted.

"Yes. What." Mikado said again, feeling a small tugged at the side of his cheeks. He felt pretty amused by the entire situation. Who knew that the thing masquerading as a teen would get so offended by a simple word 'what'.

Walking towards Mikado with a strained smile on his face, the stranger said, "Mikado-kun, why did you refer me to as 'what'?"

"I do not," Mikado stated, while looking around the empty classroom. Spying the teacher coming in from the corridor, Mikado started to make his way to his seat. With his back faced to the stranger as he put his bag down, Mikado merely told the stranger the truth, "I refer to you as 'it'."

Hearing a mildly offended gasp behind him, Mikado turned around just in time to see the teen disappear with a look of annoyance just before the teacher walked in.

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"Who else? Who can harm them, after all, other than themselves?"

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The sixth time they met, Mikado honestly wondered if the thing was a stalker. He also found out that he didn't really care. After all, it was a good release from his normal and so very mundane life.

Mikado wondered if it should scare him.

"So, when are you planning to tell me who or what are you?" Mikado had asked the fascinating creature - who was perched on a fence that Mikado walks past every time he walks home.

"I'm still angry about the fact you call me an 'it', Mikado-kun." It said with a voice full of hurt.

"There is a chance I'll stop if you tell me what you are." said Mikado, looking at its shining red eyes.

It had let out a laugh. "I'll rather not do something I know I have a chance a losing."

Mikado cocked his head to the side. "You amuse me."

It had let out an even bigger laugh. "No, Mikado-kun, you amuse me." It had said, before disappearing in a puff of smoke.

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"... You never answered my other question."

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"Mikado-kun, this as always bothered me..." It had said, suddenly from behind him. Mikado turned around and looked at it in its blood-red shining eyes. "Why are you friends with Kida Masaomi-kun?"

Mikado turned back to his table and continued doing his homework. "I'm not." He stated.

And to that, the creature gave an amused snort before white smoke filled the room.

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"Right... It varies from human to human. Some act as a lover, some as a partner, some as an equal, and some as a moral compass."

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"You really aren't like the other humans I have met," it had said one day while making the dining room of Mikado's house into an impromptu playground. "I mean, you never fail to amuse me."

"And you wonder why I call you it," muttered Mikado, more to himself than the creature.

"That's one of the reasons, Mikado-kun." It said gleefully, before walking through the wall.

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"Then which of the above are you?"

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The ninth time they meet, Mikado thought that it was a coincidence - although a person could never be too sure with it. He had seen it when he was visiting a city with his school. Mikado had seen it in a coffee shop, older than before with an insane looking girl (it?) with blood red eyes.

Unlike the rest of the time, the people around seemed to be able to see him.

When Mikado's teacher told them to stop at that particular coffee shop to take a break, he had seen it look shocked and it gave a little wave of acknowledgement. Before turning to pout at the girl ("Sai-chan!").

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"Which do you think?"

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"Hello, Ryuugamine Mikado-kun. My name is Orihara Izaya. It is really nice to finally meet you."

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"How can I be anything but a positive influence?"

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