This chapter is a little short but I really love it. It's a Shizuo chapter and it has some nice fluff and Shizuo realizes the truth :D

Btw I own nothing but the story and words. I don't own the quotes or Durarara. I'm only gonna say it once because If I did own Durarara, it would still be playing and be a boyxboy show.

~~~~~Chapter Four~~~~~

Knifes and Nightmares

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Whatever doesn't kill me

Better start running.

- Shizuo and Izyay

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A blond lay awake in bed, thinking about his day. It had started off like most, chasing the bastard flee and such. Then he was called a super hero. Not a villan but a super hero, one who used his powers for good not evil. Then he had gotten in to a fight with another over protective, fearless fake blond, but had stopped half way in due to Mikado, something he never did before in a fight.

Next was work, he collected money as he always did but this time there was a teenager, who had made work feel so unwork-ish for both himself and Tom. Last they had dinner at Russia sushi, the 22-year-old couldn't help but laugh, yes acutely laugh, as Mikado had to used both hands to feed himself with chop-sticks.

Maybe it was at that moment, as he watched the 16-year-old chew pink raw fish in his wet small mouth that he understood what he was feeling. After all, he had felt it a few times before in the past. Or maybe it was when Tom had called him on it later that night with a text, which by the way, the ex-bartender still hadn't answered.

To: Shizuo

You like Mikado, right? Don't get yourself in jail...

From: Tom

Sent 7:28 P.M

Shizuo could see the dark-skinned man smirking, it irked him. The time was now 2:13 A.M and the blond could not sleep. Each time he closed his eyes he would see himself holding hands or even kissing his new roommate. Gross, how could he even think like that? There was a six-year age difference for goodness sakes. Plus, he wasn't gay, he liked women. Then again, Mikado did kind of look like a girl. With his slender hips and big sky-blue eyes... Oh god he was doing it again.

The ex-bartender knew what had to be done. He sat up in bed with a sigh. 'This was the only way' he told himself as he rummaged through a chest. Ties and boxers were folded neatly in the top drawer along with wadded up socks. The next drawer down held sun glasses and vests. The last drawer held random objects that he might need in an emery, including condoms, lobe, handcuffs, duck tape and a knife. He hesitantly picked up the knife and closed the drawer, walking across the hall to Mikado's room.

He looked down at the Mikado-sized lump covered in royal blue blankets, only his head peeking out of the covers. The innocence showed on his sleeping face even more than when he was awake. He looked so peaceful in this state, the way his chest gently rise and fall, his lips sightly parted. He looked so vulnerable... and vulnerable he was. It would be a painless way to die. He probably wouldn't even wake up or feel a thing. The older put the knife to younger's neck, earning a sleepily mumble from the teen. The man smiled, thinking it was cute in till he remembered he was trying to kill the boy in his sleep.

His brain told his hand to move, to decapitate the teen with a signal slash. Yet, his heart wouldn't let him. He continued to fight himself. He took the knife away, thinking. Kill the boy and save the trouble, or let him live and take the chance? His decisions were interrupted by a sleepily voice.

"Shizuo?~" He asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eye with his left hand. It was a good thing it was dark in the room because the blond going pale yet blushing at the same time. Quickly, he slid in knife in to his pajama pants, which lucky had a back pocket.

"Y-yeah?" He asked, thinking of a good reason he was here in the middle of the night, hopefully the kid hadn't seen the knife, or else some shit was about to go down...

"Whats wrong, did you have a nightmare?" He asked sightly concerned. The 16-year-old had no idea why the blond would come in to his room in the middle of the night, but he looked very thoughtful, with a thin layer of sweat so the blue-eyed teen just took a guess. After all, when ever he had nightmares, it always made him feel better to not be alone, perhaps the ex-bartender felt the same way?

"Yeah!" The fake blond said, liking the excess better than the 'I came here to attempt to kill you' excess. The teen smiled at him, making the adult feel guilty and finally coming to the decision that no, he wouldn't kill the kid.

"You can sleep here, if it makes you feel better?" The teen asked, moving over in his bed and lifted the top of the blanket up, welcoming him in. Now, if Mikado had been fully awake, he might of thought this situation out better. He might of thought of what his words could possible mean to the fake blond, who had been shown very little kindness in his life. "*yawns*~ I wont tell anyone."

Now, the two figures lay in together. One asleep facing the walls and the other awake, his feet hanging off the queen sized bed and his eyes never leaving the back of the teens head in till he finally fell asleep.

To: Tom

I wont get sent to jail that easily, bastard.

From: Shizo

Sent 3:01 A.M

Awh~

Give me a few days for the next chapter, its really long and going to take a while to edit sadly. Well I hope you enjoyed this :D