Mikado was undeniably worried. In fact, his worry distracted him so much that he walked straight into a certain man he was supposed to be careful of. A certain man dressed as a bartender.

"Ah! S-sorry!" He yelped and bowed quickly, not daring to look up.

Shizou stumbled slightly as something hit him off guard and at the apology he managed to calm down and look around without wanting to kill whatever had just hit him. "Watch where you're going." He grumbled, not quite angrily, for which Mikado was truly grateful.

"Ah, y-yes. S-sorry." He said again, straightening up and looking down at the ground.

"Ahh...You're...?" Shizou tried to remember the name.

"M-Mikado Ryugamine."

"Oh yeah, that's it."

Mikado smiled gently and chances a look at Shizou. He blushes a bit and looks down again. Why exactly he blushed he wasn't sure.

Shizou looked at him for a moment. "Were you going somewhere?" He says slightly awkwardly. Mikado had just been standing there, looking at the ground for a while now.

Mikado jumped slightly. "Um...Yes. Well, actually I'm looking for Kida-kun...Uh, have you seen him?" He asks, slightly hopefully.

Shizou closes his eyes for a moment, trying to think. "Not for a while."

Mikado sighs gently and nods. "W-well thank you anyway!" He says before practically running off.

Mikado stops, hearing a laughter that made him feel cold. Not too long ago that laugh had made him smile in response, but not now.

"Mi~ka~do-kun!" Izaya called out, not moving from the wall he was leaning on. He had a particularly dark aura today, just for the boy standing a little bit away from him, not yet looking at him.

Mikado slowly turned to face the infamous informant and did his best to not shake in fear.

Izaya smirked and stepped closer. "Mikado-" The informant did not get to finish what he had been going to say as a certain blonde hair man had spotted him when he stepped out of the shadows.

"IIIIZAAAAAYYAAAAAAAAAAAA-KUUUUN!" He yelled, picking up the nearest thing, which happened to be a vending machine. He hurled it at the informant's head and picked up the next thing, a stop sign. He held onto that and charged the informant.

Mikado wasn't sure if he was more scared or if he was relieved at the interruption. It wasn't until Shizuo had chased Izaya until they could no long be heard that Mikado remembered Kida and cursed in his head. He was fairly sure it was Izaya's fault, and he'd just lost the chance to find out if Kida was even ok.

Shizuo returned a little while later to see a white, green and blue boy sized bundle curled up into a ball where Izaya had been.

Shizuo watched it for a moment, lighting a cigarette as he watched. To an outsider it might look as if he'd caused the boy to curl up like that and was now watching, enjoying the fact he'd caused pain. His vein twitching in annoyance destroyed that image of course.

"Oi! What's wrong with you?"

Mikado looked up, moving his chin to rest on his knees. "I-I don't know what to do. Orihara...I think he took Kida."

Shizuo dropped his cigarette in shock. He wasn't so much in shock that Izaya had done something like that, is was more the fact that Mikado seemed to be asking him for help. Him, Shizuo Heiwajima, probably the most feared man in Ikebukaro, was being asked for help.

Mikado looked up at Shizuo desperately, thinking the man didn't get he was asking for help yet. "Please. I-I know you...You can...Please help me!" He said, his voice gaining confidence that was undermined by his still huddled over posture.

Shizuo gaped at Mikado for a moment. "Why?"

Mikado's eyes widened at the question. He looked down, thinking over what he had to offer. "I-I don't have much money but-."

"That's not what I meant."

Mikado blushed, assuming he was referring to other payment.

"That's not it either! Jeez. I just meant why is the flea after your friend?"

Mikado blushed further. How could he have thought Shizuo meant that? Was he really that paranoid after dating Izaya? "I...I dated him..."

"Your friend?" Shizuo's voice was slightly darker, showing he knew it wasn't Kida that Mikado had dated.

Mikado bit his lip, worried for the first time what Shizuo would do to him. Surely it wouldn't be good. Shizuo hated Izaya, and he was probably willing to hate anyone who Izaya had dated.

"N-no. I dated...I dated Ohriara-san."

Shizuo scowled and pulled out a new cigarette, lighting it and smoking it to a stump before reacting. Mikado sat there the entire time, waiting in fear.

Shizuo sighed. "Why?"

The question brought about the memory of how exactly Mikado and Izaya had begun dating, and it wasn't much of a pleasant memory. It wasn't, strictly speaking, a bad memory, just a creepy one.

It was Friday night at some hour in the night, or, more likely, early morning. Mikado was sleeping deeply until he grew cold with a draft that even when his mind cleared from his sleepy fog could not be explained while his eyes were closed.

He yawned and curled deeper under the blankets, still closer to sleep than wakefulness.

There was a gust of wind which should not have matter so much as Mikado always kept his window closed when he slept, but this time the wind came right in as if the window was open.

Naturally this woke Mikado further and he grumbled slightly, poking his head out from his covers to check the window was closed. What he saw was not a window, open or closed. Instead there was an indistinct black and white blur. It was dark Mikado's apartment, which was why he couldn't see properly, but it was bright enough to show that this black and white blur was very human shaped.

Mikado's eyes opened properly and he reached for the light. It so happened that turning on the light was not a good move for him, not because the blur didn't like it but because Mikado's eyes were still very much accustomed to the dark, and the sudden light blinded him painfully, forcing him to close his eyes.

"Ah, you're awake Mikado-kun!" Called a voice that Mikado vaguely recognised. It sent off alarm bells although he couldn't quite identify it. "You know, turning on the light really wasn't a good move. At least my eyes have been open for longer, meaning that I can still see in the new light, and I can see you've been forced to close your eyes."

Mikado would have blinked in slight confusion, but instead he just forced one eye open a crack. When he could make out what the blur had actually been his other eyes shot open and he stared at the man his friend had warned him to stay away from. "O-Orihara-san!" He exclaimed, staring at the man who smirked in response and gave a mock bow.

"No need to be so formal Mikado-kun. We are dating now after all."

Mikado didn't react for almost a minute. "Wh-what?" He finally spluttered in shock.

Izaya's smirk, which passed as a smile, grew at Mikado's blush and clear lack of understanding of what Izaya had said. "Well Mikado-kun, you and I are now dating, as decided by me."

"D-don't both people have to agree to that?"

"Of course~ and that's why I'm here Mikado-kun!"

Mikado blinked uncertainly, trying hard not to look at Izaya as if he'd sprouted two heads that were trying to eat each other. "Uhh...I-I'm sorry Orihara-san but-"

Izaya put his finger to Mikado's lips to stop him talking. He leaned in closer to the still mostly laying down boy and whispered in a darker tone. "Mikado-kun, I'd be careful what you say here. Wouldn't want to upset me, right~?"

Mikado tensed at the tone and suggestion. He swallowed the lump forming in his throat and didn't relax as Izaya pulled back, slowly moving a little away from Mikado.

Izaya laughed at Mikado's expression and then looked around the room. He saw what Mikado generously called the 'kitchen' and put on the kettle to heat water. "What sort of teas do you have?"

Mikado watched him moving around with a growing sense of dread. This could not end well. The question took a while to make sense to him and he struggled to think of what he had. "Uh, I have green tea."

"What type?"

Mikado hesitated, unsure how to answer. The packet just said 'green tea' and Mikado wasn't really very knowledgeable of teas. "Uh, just green tea." He replied uncertainly.

Izaya sighed gently. "Honestly Mikado. You need to learn about good teas. Don't worry, I'll teach you, like I'll teach you many things Mikado-kun."

Mikado missed the innuendo and went straight to worrying thoughts of Izaya trying to teach him how to be an informant or something, maybe how to annoy Shizuo.

After that Izaya had drunk some tea with Mikado, who looked like he was in a server state of shock. Eventually Izaya left and Mikado laid back down, his eyes wide open, staring at nothing in the dark until his alarm went off.

"I-I didn't really have a choice." Mikado said after a slight pause.

Shizuo frowned and stepped closer to Mikado, his intentions were to help him to his feet, but Mikado cowered at the advancement and Shizuo sighed. "I'm not going to hurt you." He mumbled, grabbing Mikado's upper arm and hurling the boy to his feet.

Mikado stumbled slightly as he was hurled to his feet ungracefully.

Sorry about how long this took! I couldn't think of anything! .

Also, sorry it's not very good, hahaha, I'm trying...-.-