Title: Once Upon a Keyboard Love
Fandom: Durarara!
Pairing: Shizuo/Mikado
Rating: M
Prompt from the kink meme: Hoping for a fic where Shizuo and Mikado were email-buddies (phone-email) where they ended up falling in love with each other without knowing who the other was (muscle man/ leader of dollars).

Disclaimer: I own none of these characters!

Note: THIS STORY CONTAINS MALExMALE RELATIONSHIPS

When Celty left Mikado, at first, wasn't sure what to do.

He stayed on the slide - hands gripping the bars - while Shizuo continued quietly smoking and not looking in his direction.

The odd feelings were still there but with Shizuo being alone now one thought seemed to be drowning everything else out.

This was Shinji.

No

Shinji was Shizuo.

In the end Shinji did not exist, He was simply a way for Mikado to get to know a different person.

To get to know Shizuo.

Slowly Mikado climbed down the side of the slide, not wishing to physically glide down because of how childish it would look, before shuffling over towards the bartender dressed male. Neither said anything when Mikado sat beside him, only a few inches away from his body, and continued staring forward.

Silence reigned yet in it Mikado felt like months of conversation were happening.

Suddenly every word Mikado had read was given a voice, replaying in his head line by line.

Tanaka Taro: Hello! How are you?

Shinji: …fine?

Shinji:…this seems weird

Tanaka Taro: Eh? What does?

Shinji: I've never been in a chatroom before

Tanaka Taro: Oh! Well that's alright, here let me show you some of the features!

Their meeting had been nothing special. Just another newcomer to the Dollars chatroom. Mikado had been surprised, normally people who joined the website loved to chat. After all, at first the Dollars were, for the most part, an online gang. Why would you join and not chat? So Mikado had done what he could to help.

To help Shizuo

"Im not going to snap at you for figuring out who I am."

Mikado looked up in surprise as Shizuo breached the quiet, sighing and breaking his cigarette in half before dropping it upon the ground.

"Wh-What?"

Shizuo glanced down at the tensed up raven. Mikado had his hands in his lap, anxiously clutched together with one leg nervously bouncing.

Appearing to Shizuo like he expected the blonde to live up to his reputation.

"O-Oh…S-Sorry…"

Mikado couldn't look at him for too long. The longer he did the thought that this was the male he loved kept becoming more pronounced and it increased his nerves horribly.

What was he doing here?

…in these clothes?

Hadn't he been supposed to nottalk to him?

What had happened?

Mikado glanced away, red tinting his cheeks.

"Were you worried?"

Mikado tried to swallow the lump in his throat. He wanted to answer truthfully but the truth…

It had always been easier to say online, when he was hiding behind an image.

"Mikado-!"

Shizuo's voice came out rough, as he reached across, cupping the other's chin and forcing him to look at him. The blush on Mikado's cheeks deepened and he couldn't help but gap slightly at the pink that was dusting the other males; though whether it was from frustration or embarrassment he didn't know.

"You were looking for me weren't you? And now you've found me."

For some reason Shizuo's voice sounded like he expected to be made fun of. To be mocked for joining such a site and for having spilled so much to this person whom he had never even met.

"H-Heiwajima-san-"

"Shizuo"

Mikado paused at the interruption, surprise flitting across his face before a grin broke out as he finally met the blondes mocha eyes.

The sight made Shizuo's heart skip a beat

"Shizuo-san"

After that the tension between the two seemed to instantly relax.

It was amost amazing how natural it felt then for a true conversation to start, one in which they were no longer hiding behind their computer screens but could plainly read the other's expressions as they talked about-

Well-

Everything.

"Do you know Tom?"

"A-Ah I don't think so."

"You will, he's the reason I joined that site in the first place."

Suddenly little pieces of information that had been left out were fitting into their proper places.

"I knew I shouldn't have listened to Masaomi-kun…"

"About what?"

"…you…"

"I still agree with him though."

"You would. But I don't"

Time was lost while they spoke and by the end of it the sun was beginning to set. Mikado had switched positions, his body no longer cramped up but now holding his knees to his chest, while he looked down at Shizuo. The blonde had halfway through their musings taken to lying down upon the steps and Mikado couldn't help but worry about him wrinkling his nice clothes. But since Shizuo didn't seem too concerned about it he didn't say anything. Instead he chose to focus on the way Shizuo's entire being seemed to deflate, a relaxation upon him that Mikado was sure he hadn't felt in a long time, while the blonde closed his caramel eyes to the world around him. A look, which in turn, made Mikado wonder if he preferred watching Shizuo with his eyes closed like this as if he were sleeping…

Or if he'd rather having those vibrant orbs looking back at him.

"Shizuo-san"

Mikado let go of his leg's stretching them out in front of him as he placed a hand upon the step behind them. If he moved over just a little bit and if Shizuo lifted his head he could've placed it in his lap. Was it weird to want that?

"Nnn?"

"Are you falling asleep?"

"Course not."

"It looks like you are"

Shizuo opened an eye, his expression rebellious as if he was trying to prove he wasn't, and caused Mikado to grin as he leaned further over so that his head was opposite Shizuo's.

"Shizuo-san, are you sleeping well?"

The smile dropped off of Mikado's face. Now that he was this close to the blond and with the odd shining of the setting sun the dark spots underneath Shizuo's eyes had become a little more obvious. Worriedly Mikado reached down, tracing one with his thumb before realization hit him and he quickly pulled away.

Shizuo's eyes flashed completely open at the touch and he tilted his head back so as to keep watching Mikado who was now blushing and tensed up again.

"I guess not"

"W-Why?"

Using his own core and ab strength Shizuo lifted himself back up while simultaneously twisting his body so he could keep his gaze on Mikado.

"Too many thoughts."

"Thoughts?"

"Mikado"

The way Shinji said his name coupled with the fact that the blonde had reached forward to pull the raven closer caused a shiver to go down Mikado's spine.

Wasn't supposed to happen

Weren't supposed to meet

Mikado's heart clenched.

"What did Kanra-san say that day?"

Mikado whispered the words as he lifted his head slightly so as to better look into Shizuo's eyes despite the blue tinted sunglasses trying to block his view.

"…"

He could feel Shizuo tensing up at the memory, his grip around Mikado's body tightening while he tried to contain the anger that the thought alone was bringing up.

"You don't have to tell me if it's that bad."

Mikado couldn't help himself as his body automatically moved closer into Shizuo's, the blonde's arm guiding him until they were a mere inch apart. Mikado forgot how to breathe as he felt Shizuo shifting, making room for the smaller male before leaning forward to hide his face in Mikado's raven hair.

But even despite the happiness filling Mikado he could feel Shizuo still shaking with suppressed anger and, worriedly, he reached up to grip his bartender vest as if thinking he could keep the blonde down here and level with him by doing so.

"Sh-Shizuo-san?"

Shizuo's body was shaking as he tried to hold it in. Anxiously Mikado let go of the blonde's vest, one hand reaching up to grasp the taller male's face while the other moved to grip his sleeve. Surprised, Shizuo had just a second to glance down at the high school male when Mikado leaned forward, red dusting his cheeks, as he forced his lips upon the others.

Shizuo froze.

The lack of movement caused realization to dawn on Mikado who pulled abruptly away almost as soon as it had started. The red spread across his face, now covering almost every patch of skin there as his head ducked down.

Hiding.

It wasn't as easy without a computer.

What had he done?

It was just-

Seeing the other angry -hurting- and knowing now who he was to Mikado

Knowing that the male he had fallen for over the internet was in this turmoil…

"S-Sorry Shizuo-san I d-don't know what c-came over me...!"

If he had been looking up Mikado would have seen a just as bright red spreading across Shizuo's face while he continued staring down at Mikado in shock. But Mikado wasn't, and as the other didn't speak he continued mentally cursing himself due to the current state of mortification he found himself in.

Until he felt Shizuo's hands tighten while he pulled Mikado back slightly. Shock registered in his own expression when Mikado felt his body leaning before Shizuo had moved down to recapture his lips.

Needily.

Mikado reached up, wrapping his arms around Shizuo's neck as their lips pressed harder against each other. He could feel tears building in his eyes but he fought them down as Shizuo's strong body curved around him.

Feeling a tongue brushing against his bottom lip Mikado gasped in surprise. The other seized his chance, plunging his oral muscle in and causing Mikado to shiver. It ran over his teeth, brushing along the roof of his mouth before coaxing his own pink muscle into moving with it.

Mikado moaned.

The sound was muffled by Shizuo but felt throughout his entire body. Excitement pulsated through his vein's as he felt Mikado's inexperienced hand's running through his hair, searching for something to hold onto as pleasure and need combined within him.

Twining his tongue with Mikado's Shizuo pulled the smaller boy's muscle into his own mouth. Mikado poked around, unsure of what Shizuo wanted him to do before the blonde disengaged his lips to suck at it. Mikado whined, hips unconsciously moving to try and press against Shizuo's as if seeking some kind of friction to release the unbearable heat that was pooling towards the bottom of his stomach.

Shizuo smirked, releasing the other's tongue as he pulled his head back slightly.

"Mikado"

The huskiness of his voice made Mikado hold tighter to Shizuo's body. His own was thrumming in excitement now, the likes of which he had never felt before.

"Are you hungry?"

Food was certainly the last thing on Mikado's mind but finding himself unable to speak the male simply nodded, face hiding in Shizuo's chest.

"Good since I don't think you would want to keep doing this in the middle of the park.

Mikado practically jumped away from Shizuo. If the other hadn't kept a firm grip upon one of his hands he probably would have wound up all the way back to the slides.

"S-Sorry! Sorry Sh-Shizuo-san!"

If his face had been red before, now it looked like it was on fire as he began to hastily bow in apology towards Shizuo.

Shizuo had to catch the others face, entrapping him with both his hands to make Mikado stop bowing. A move which really left the boy only more flustered and unable to meet Shizuo's gaze while the blonde tried to make him understand that it was alright.

Especially considering how it had been him who had even initiated the whole make out session.

When Mikado finally calmed down enough to talk about it, it was decided that the place they would go get their food at would of course be Russian Sushi.

There was something nice at the thought of them both having a familiarity with the same place despite having not yet once been there together.

Plus, as Shizuo pointed out, they could get some take out and go back to his place to see if there was anything Mikado could do with his new computer since Kasuka had, of course, sent him a new one at the phone call Shizuo made to the actor informing him as to why he wouldn't be getting any email's back anytime soon. And seeing as how neither males were big talkers phone calls were really out of their way. Emailing had been their line into each other's lives so it was a pretty important issue to the younger Heiwajima that the older didn't have a computer.

However just because he had received the computer didn't mean he knew how to work it.

In fact, it was still in its box.

Shizuo knew nothing when it came to computers after all.

"Do you know what kind it is?"

It was only once they reached the familiar building did Mikado find the courage to begin really speaking again. Hands folded once more he tried not to think too long over the fact that not too long ago he had been jealous that he couldn't eat with Shinji. And now here he was, getting sushi with Shizuo as if it was no big deal.

"It's ah-"

Shizuo's eyebrows knitted together as he tried to recollect the images that covered the box in his head to no avail.

"Apple? Does that sound right?"

"Apple? You mean he got you a Mac and you don't even know how to use it?"

The way Mikado spoke made Shizuo suddenly feel as though he should return the gift to Kasuka. How much had this one cost him?

Really, Shizuo didn't mind that he didn't make a lot of money.

The amount he did make was more than enough for him to live on.

But knowing the gifts he would send to his brother paled in comparison to the ones the other lavished upon Shizuo made the blond feel somewhat guilty

"I have no clue."

Simon appeared then, clutching a few bags with their logo upon it and with their food contained within. He greeted them in his droll and horribly broken Japanese while Shizuo rushed to get the money out so as to pay before leading Mikado towards the door.

Or at least he tried to pay and rush them out.

Things got harder when the raven started protesting about Shizuo paying for his food.

Luckily Shizuo realized that when embarrassed Mikado didn't talk or argue much. So before Mikado could stomp back to the counter to demand Simon give Shizuo some of his money back, the blonde had caught him by the waist and pulled the raven up against him so that he could lean low to whisper in his ear about how on a date only one person is supposed to pay.

And right on cue, at the word date Mikado flushed and clammed up, making it all too easy for Shizuo to wrap an arm around his shoulders and quickly guide him out of there while Simon's farewell trailed behind them.

When he finally got his voice back Mikado was at least able to insist and coerce Shizuo into letting him at least hold the sushi bags. Which, oddly enough, probably would have been harder than it was if Shizuo hadn't already wanted to pull out another cigarette to light up. It had been some hours since his last one after all.

"When did you start smoking?"

Trying not to swing the bags in his shuffle to keep up with the blonde, Mikado eyed the stick between Shizuo's lips nervously, though a certain secret thought of wishing he could replace it with something else made him blush and look away again.

"I don't know, High School?"

"You don't know?"

"It just feels like I always have."

That was an unusual feeling.

"Do you think you'll ever quit?"

"No"

So blunt

"Why not?"

Shizuo took in a puff, exhaling it quickly so that it came out in one quick stream before pulling the white paper like stick from between his lips.

"Because as long as I keep getting stressed I'll keep wanting one. And I don't see all of my problems just going away anytime soon."

Mikado got quiet at this, musing slightly on just what problems Shizuo was talking about when a realization hit him.

Shizuo was being so truthful. Once he knew he was caught as Shinji he had been confessing things right and left as if he wanted Mikado to know everything about the true him.

While Mikado was still holding on to his own secrets.

"Here we are"

Shizuo took a few quick drags from the cigarette, trying to get as much nicotine out of it as he could before stubbing it against a buildings wall, bending it, then dropping it upon the ground. Oddly enough Mikado found his eyes drawn to this simple action, forgetting his curiosity as to the place that Shizuo lived in favor of focusing on the males actions.

But his narrow perspective soon broadened when Shizuo walked through the doors without a moment's hesitation.

Hurriedly Mikado moved after him, his eyes darting back and forth from the security guard situated near the entryway to the worn out and generally degraded look that seemed to echo around the complex.

Shizuo led them to a staircase, an out of order sign currently upon the elevator and appearing as though it had been there for a while, and up to the third floor. Once there, he pulled out a key, hesitating in front of a door as he began to unlock it.

Eyeing a suspiciously fist sized hole near the door, Mikado's nerves skyrocketed as he was led inside the apartment, expecting to see all sorts of dangerous items inside only to be greeted with…a….normal…apartment.

While nowhere near as empty as his own, Shizuo's did seem to be lacking certain items. The couch for instance seemed out of place, an obvious replacement for the old one that Mikado suspected saw the same ending as Shizuo's trashed computer that was currently piled up on the corner.

"We can eat in the kitchen or we can eat in here."

Shizuo moved towards said couch, a wary expression on his own face as he watched Mikado take everything in. As if he expected the smaller male to run.

"Computer?"

"Over there."

Shizuo collapsed onto the couch, sinking slightly into the cushions before pointing towards a rather big box situated near his small television.

Following the blonde, Mikado emptied his bags onto Shizuo's lap before walking over towards said box to begin opening. Silence fell upon them then as Mikado worked and Shizuo began to take out the food and set it on the cushion beside him.

"Food's getting cold...er"

Shizuo swallowed a piece of sushi, legs crossed as he watched Mikado disappear behind the computer boxes and cords before resurfacing with a somewhat triumphant expression.

"I'm almost done."

"We're not exactly eating together if I finish my food before you even start."

Mikado flushed at the hint being dropped in Shizuo's words before quickly ducking to hide his face behind the modem as he searched for the correct outlet.

"I'm almost done I swear!"

"Mi-ka-doo"

Mikado snorted. Shizuo had a way with three syllable names apparently.

"Alright alright!"

Mikado tried to ignore the way his heart flopped at the big smirk Shizuo wore as he offered some of his food to the raven when he moved towards the couch and simultaneously tried to inconspicuously wipe his hands upon his jeans.

"Is it good?"

"It's Russian Sushi, is it supposed to be?"

Mikado grinned again for a brief second before he watched Shizuo move some of the food off of the couch so as to make room for Mikado to sit beside him instead of across from him. Pink tinting his cheek's Mikado slid into the seat, hands gripping one of the boxes before flushing head to toe as Shizuo unconsciously moved his arm to lay across the back of the couch behind him.

Shit…was it his imagination or was it hot in here all of a sudden?

Each bite of the sushi was forced down a dry throat while Mikado stared straight down at his lap, unable to meet Shizuo's gaze even when he felt the blonde watching him. The older male had already finished most of his food while he watched Mikado work on setting up the computer but Mikado was currently hoping it was only because he was still hungry that he was watching him like that.

"Shizuo-san, d-do you want some more?"

Mikado proffered his chopsticks, a piece of sushi held between them for Shizuo to grasp in an attempt to relieve the tension that he could feel building up around him.

Only for it to grow higher as Shizuo leaned forward to pull the piece off with his own mouth, mocha eyes that were no longer blocked by his sunglasses watching Mikado's.

Oh-

Why was it so hot in here?

"Y-You can have the rest of m-mine if you want. Im not very h-hungry."

Quit looking at him like that. Quit looking at him like that. Quit looking at him like that-

Shizuo leaned forward, teeth lightly biting down on Mikado's closest ear causing the male to instantly freeze up as his heart began to attack his ribs as if it wanted out.

"You know Mikado"

Shizuo's eyes seemed to glint with a mischievousness that had Mikado on edge.

"I never really think about a person's appearance whether they are pretty or not"

Mikado didn't realize he had been leaning backwards as Shizuo leaned forward, causing his box of sushi to fall onto the floor (thankfully remaining in the container if he had time to think about such a thing) until he felt himself fall backwards onto the seat cushions.

"But everytime I look at you and see you blushing…"

What? What? Jeez his face was only getting redder with each word. Quickly Mikado reached up as if he wanted to cover his cheeks only for Shizuo to follow the movement, using his own hands to capture Mikado's and pull them away.

"All I can seem to focus on is how cute you look and how I wish I could have seen this sooner."

So hot.

So hot so hot so hot so hot so hot.

Shizuo leaned forward, gently pressing his lips upon Mikado's and causing the raven to practically melt into the sensation as the butterflies assaulting him instantly vanished to make room for the growing heat.