RINGGG!

The school bell rang to hint the end of school lessons. Mikado sighed with relief and buried his head in his arm exhausted from earlier today when he had found Izaya in his house.

"Well, that's it for today, don't be sick tomorrow, 'kay?" Sensei said as she left the room.

The students gathered into their group of friends as they left for home.

"-do….Mi-ka-do?!" Kida appeared in front of Mikado.

Mikado nearly jumped out of his seat.

"M-masaomi. Don't do that, you scared the crap out of me."

"But you were spacing out and I've been calling your name for the last 2 minutes."

"Oh, thanks."

"Well, I've got something to do, so I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay, seeya." Mikado grabbed his school bag and left the classroom. As he started to walk down the entrance stairs he saw someone running towards him.

"Masaomi?"

Masaomi clapped his hands together and bent over in an apologetic way.

"I'm sorry, but can I ask you a favor? I just remembered that I have something else to do in the time I'm supposed to be working."

"So, you want me to work in your place?"

"Onegai!" Masaomi clapped his hands together once again and bent down even lower.

"Okay, but you'll have to pay me back dude."

"Thanks man!" Masaomi returned to normal and scruffed Mikado's hair as he went running off again.

"If I remember correctly, he works part-time in a bar, right?"

xxx

"Welcome!" The manager of the bar exclaimed. "Oh, sorry kid, this a bar for 18 years and over."

"Uh, no, um…I'm standing in for Masaomi Kida today." Mikado stuttered nervously to the manager.

"Oh, that's okay then. What's you're name, kid?

"Ryuugamine Mikado, sir." Mikado replied still a little nervous.

"Well, Ryuugamine-kun, you'll be working at the bar with this guy." The manager pointed to the young blonde adult that was serving at the bar.

Mikado's jaw dropped.

"I'm working with…Shizuo Heiwajima?!" Mikado couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Ring ring

"Oh, better get to work Ryuugamine-kun. Your uniform is in the back."

"H-hai." Mikado made his way over to the bak and changed into a black suit that was originally made for Masaomi, so it was a bit big. He finished changing and hurried to his place and stood next to THE Shizuo Heiwajima.

"Hey, kid. Can you serve this person, please?" Shizuo asked Mikado.

"S-sure," Mikado responded "What would you like, sir?

"One beer, please kid." The man responded.

Mikado made his way over to the glasses. After searching, he found the beer glass. He reached his hands up and got up on his tip-toes to try and reach it, but still couldn't.

"So…close…"

Mikado felt a warm body behind his and saw an arm grab the beer glass.

"Here, kid. You wanted this right?" Mikado turned around to find Shizuo with the beer glass in his hand.

"T-thank you, Heiwajima-san." Mikado said while taking the glass from Shizuo's hand.

"Call me Shizuo. That's what my friends call me." Shizuo said with a heart warming smile with a small hint of blush on his face and continued with his work again.

"Okay, Shizuo. You can call me Mikado." Mikado smiled and returned back to his spot and started pouring the beer in to the glass. He was rather confused with his emotions.

"It's THE Shizuo, but I'm not afraid." Mikado thought to himself as he handed the beer over to the man.

Within 20 minutes, the bar got awfully busy.

"Hey, ki- uh, Ryuugamine-kun, can you serve the tables as well?" The manager shouted from the kitchen.

"Sure" Mikado answered. He went over to a table of Middle aged men that looked quite drunk.

"C-can I get you something sirs? Mikado stuttered and blushed a tiny bit.

"Oh, what a cutie! You're quite something aren't you, kid?" One of the drunk men blushed and grabbed for Mikado tie, pulling him in.

"Why don't you come on home with me tonight, huh? We can do something fun." The man chuckled in Mikado's ear and he blushed up to his ears.

"Three more beers, please, cutie." The other man said.

Mikado nodded and hurried off behind the bar still flushed red.

"What was up with them? What are they going to do to me?" Mikado was going a bit dizzy just thinking about it.

Shizuo glanced over at Mikado.

"You okay, Mikado? You don't look so good." Shizuo said, worry in his voice.

"I-I'm fine. Just a little tired, that's all." Mikado responded quickly looking away to hide his still flushed face as he carried the beer glasses to the drunk men at the table.

Mikado placed the beers down and for some reason had one left over. He was sure he'd only poured three.

"Whose is this, cutie? The man asked with a smirk on his face.

"I-I must have made a mistake in the orders, I'll go return-" The man grabbed Mikado's tie again and brought his ear towards the man's mouth.

"It'd be a waste to pour it away, don't cha think?" The man chuckled with a smirk still on his face. "Why don't you drink it up, kid?"

Mikado shivered and tugged away from the man. Mikado grabbed the glass off the table and turned to walk back to the bar when the man caught mikado's hips and started pouring the beer into Mikado's mouth.

"Hnn….ugh…guhg" Mikado started to drown in the beer that was being poured down his throat and saw Shizuo running towards him and he punched the man in the face and pulled Mikado towards his chest.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING TO HIM, ASSHOLE!" Shizuo threw another punch at the man and he went flying across the room knocked out.

"Mikado! Are you okay?" Shizuo tilted Mikado chin up.

"Ugh..I'm *hic* okay *hic*." Mikado answered hiccupping with his face flushed red.

"You're obviously not, Mikado. You're drunk." Shizuo picked Mikado up princess style and started walking towards the back.

"Hey manager, I'm taking this guy home. Also call the police and arrest the sexual assaulter."

"Sure. Here's your clothes. Oh, and here's Ryuugamine-kun's clothes." The manager gave Mikado's house address to Shizuo.

"I'm.." Mikado started.

"Hm?" Shizuo and the manager looked at Mikado.

"I'm sorry, I *hic* couldn't do my *hic* job." Tears started flowing from Mikado's eyes.

The manager smiled. "Don't worry about it, kid. Come back here if you ever want to work part-time. Now go rest up."

Shizuo walked out the front door into the busy night of Ikebukuro.

Mikado wiped the tears from his face and started to apologize to Shizuo.

"It's fine. That guy was way too drunk, I'm just glad he didn't do anything too serious. By the way…"

"Hm?"

"Aren't you a little too light? Are you eating correctly? Does your family cook for you?" Shizuo burst out a bunch of questions at once and Mikado started going dizzy again.

"I..I don't live with my parents. I left them in my home town to attend this high school. So I live on my home and I don't really have time to eat most of the time." Mikado explained.

"You're really brave, Mikado. I'd never been able to that at your age. Wait…How old are you?"

"I'm still sixteen."

"You make me feel old." Shizuo started pouting while he continued to walk and talk to the tipsy Mikado.

"Why? How old are you?" Mikado asked with a slight giggle.

"I'm twenty two now."

"Wow," Mikado decided to start teasing Shizuo to see his reaction. "I didn't know you were so old! I mean you look like an old man, but the fact you're actually that old. Ouch."

Shizuo glared at Mikado and his irritated smile started to appear on his face.

"Is that so? Am I That old? You look like a little girl to me. Your also as light as one." Shizuo teased Mikado back.

Mikado face flushed deep red again. "I-I'm not a girl."

"Are you sure about that?" Shizuo playfully grinned.

"I'm defiantly male." Mikado looked away from shizuo's still grinning face.

"You can let me down now."

"Don't wanna."

"Huh? But I wanna."

"But I don't, so tough luck."

"That's not fair." Mikado started squirming in Shizuo's firm grip, but it only made it worse.

"Uwah!" Mikado slipped out of Shizuo's grip and fell into his chest. Mikado pulled his face away from Shizuo's chest and looked up at Shizuo's now deep flushed face.

Mikado was confused at first, but then realized what position he was in. His arms were around Shizuo's neck and his legs wrapped around Shizou's back. Mikado must have done it as a reflex when he was falling.

Mikado blushed deep red and looked back at Shizuo's still deep flushed face.

"I-I'm sorry, I'll get off-"

"No. Stay like this. It's easier to carry you like this." Shizuo continued walking and Mikado's face flushed an even deeper red.

"What in the world? Why is he holding me like this? IT feels really weird. I'm feeling really hot. What is this strange sensation? Is it the alcohol?" Mikado thought to himself.

The more Shizuo walked the more Mikado slightly bumped up and down.

"Ouch. Something's hurting on my chest. What is it?" Mikado wondered and slowing brought his hand up to his chest so that Shizuo couldn't see.

Shizuo tripped slightly and Mikado's chest was pushed forward onto Shizuo's. Mikado's eyes widened. He knew exactly what was hurting.

Because of the heat Mikado was feeling his nipple must have perked up.

Shizuo started walking again and Mikado's chest brushed against Shizuo's. Mikado accidently let out a small moan.

"Hmn.." Mikado covered his mouth to try and stop the moans from being heard.

"Mikado," Mikado jumped at the sound of his name being called. "What was that sound?"

"I-It was nothing! Nothing at ahh!" Shizuo stepped forward in the middle of Mikado's excuse to see if he was lying.

"Mikado," Shizuo's face flushed a deep red. "Could it be that you're-" Mikado covered his mouth.

"Don't say it!"

Shizuo didn't say anything.

Shizuo carried on walking to Mikado's house in silence while Mikado moaned a little every step Shizuo took.

Xxx

"T-Thanks Shizuo." Mikado thanked the blonde man still blushing.

"I-It's nothing. Don't sweat it kid." The blonde man's face was as red as a tomato. He carried the teenager upstairs and into Mikado's bedroom.

"Sleep well." Shizuo's words left an echo in Mikado's big and empty room as he was left in the dark awaiting the next day to come.

"Mm. You too." Mikado replied with a giant smile on his face.

He was glad he had become friends with Ikebukuro's most dangerous man.