Prepare yourself for MikadoxAoba fluff!
Enjoy!
The morning light crept through the glass of the window and illuminated the silent room. The brightness caused the black-haired boy to stir in his sleep. A sudden sharp pain made the boy lurch from his sleep, and soon his whole body was engulfed in agony. The teen moaned in discomfort, but was soon soothed by something cold and damp being placed on his forehead. He slowly opened one eye to see a familiar blue-haired boy leaning over his body with a damp wash cloth in his hand.
"Kuronuma… kun?" The teen said in a hoarse voice.
"Mikado-senpai… you're awake. How are you feeling?"
The boy grunted softly under his breath and briefly looked around the room.
"I'm fine… but where is this?"
The blue-haired boy began to wipe the sweat off the other's body before responding.
"This is my place. Don't worry, I live alone."
Mikado tried to sit up, but his attempt only made his body ache in more pain.
"Try to keep still. I treated your visible wounds, but I think you broke a few ribs."
The older teen felt his arm was definitely broken from the previous night, but it was surprisingly well doctored and wrapped neatly in a sling. As for the rest of his body… well he certainly broke at least a few ribs.
"Did you treat my wounds? … and why didn't you didn't take me to a hospital?"
Aoba fidgeted slightly, before speaking.
"You passed out in the van so I decided it would be best to treat you myself. If we took you to a hospital with wounds like that, they would surely question us. We can ask a private doctor to look at your internal wounds later."
Mikado thought silently to himself. There was Shinra, but he was currently in a coma… Maybe Izaya could refer him to another underground doctor. The teen looked over at Aoba and studied his face. The boy's eyes were red with exhaustion and his clothes were soiled with blood. He assumed that the younger was awake all night treating his wounds and had no sleep himself.
"Aoba-kun"
The younger teen jumped slightly at the mention of his first name.
"Yes… Mikado-senpai?"
Mikado smiled softly as he spoke.
"Thank you. You've really helped me out. I'm fine for the time being, so you should get some rest."
Aoba stared at the blue-eyed teen. He gave Mikado his futon to use, and he didn't even think of sleep while the other was unconscious. The young teen sighed before replying.
"I'm not the one with the severe injuries. You need the rest. I'll be fine."
Mikado's smile disappeared and his countenance became stern.
"You need rest just as much as I do… Consider this an order."
The younger teen felt a chill go down his spine. Mikado used the same tone as he did when he gave him his very first order. The order to stomach his wrath. The blue-haired teen sighed, but noticed this opportunity to "play with fire."
"But Mikado-senpai, you're using my only futon. Where am I supposed to sleep?"
The younger teen smirked, but was surprised to be suddenly grabbed by the other. The blue-eyed teen held the other with his unbroken arm by the neck of his shirt and gazed coolly into his eyes.
"You can borrow this arm, Aoba-kun. There's enough room to lay down here."
Upon hearing this, the blue-haired boy blushed deeply and quickly hid his face in his hand.
"If it's an order…"
Aoba gently laid next to the elder and rested his head on the offered arm. He chose to face away from Mikado, trying to avoid eye contact with him. He couldn't help noticing how slender the older teen's arms were... He remembered the night before how he'd looked dressed as Hijiribe Ruri… The boy reminisced seeing Mikado's face as he helped him into his wig. The older teen was embarrassed that he had to dress like a girl, but did so anyway to get the jump on Kisuke Adabashi. Just how did he think he was going to hold up in a fight against that maniac with a body like… this? Aoba felt his face grow hotter and tried to hide it from sight.
The older teen noticed this discomfort in the other, but chose to ignore it for the time being. Using the temporary silence, the gang leader reflected on the events from the previous night. He and the Blue Squares got Adabashi out of the way. Masaomi saw him… now he might get in the way of his future plans. Shinra was still in a coma, and now he himself was incapacitated. He thought he should call Izaya later when he was alone for some advice.
After a while, the injured teen began to feel the weight of his own eyelids and exhaustion caught up with both of the boys. The two teens finally dozed off.
Unknown to them, however, a man smirking through a pair of binoculars viewed their moment of peace from afar through the brightly lit windowpanes.
"Oh Tanaka-kun. You're sleeping face is just too cute~ Hurry up and come running to me for advice already…"
The suspicious man then snapped a picture of the sleeping boy and began laughing to himself.
"Oh, how I simply love humans… especially ones that never cease to surprise me like you, Taro Tanaka-kun~"
