Alright, well that was quite the wait, and I didn't intend for it to be that way., anyway without further delay Chapter 7.5 or just chapter 9 XD whichever you prefer.


"So, Mika chan, do you know any English?" Alex asked sweetly, his smile bright, showing his artificially white teeth. Mikado tried to hide the disgust, to not let it show he was trying to fight the bile rising up and threatening to spew from his stomach at the thought of this man even sitting in the same room as him. As one could imagine it was, as almost everything is, easier said than done. Especially when Alex kept touching him, Mikado swore he could feel his skin crawling under the man's nasty dirty fingers, but kept up his façade nonetheless. Of course, it didn't help that he was supposed to be flirting with Alex … as if he even knew how to flirt with anyone in the first place. Be it man or woman, he had never been that great with romantic socializing like Masaomi was, despite the fact that Masaomi's efforts usually ended in physical abuse to his person more often than not, but he did try. It was now that he wished he had paid a bit more attention when his friend threw himself at women.

"I know a little, not enough to be fluent though." Mikado answered, keeping his smile in place, but he could feel himself faltering, he felt it as the corner of his mouth dropped just a fraction of an inch from his perfect smile. It seemed that whatever deity was out there absolutely hated him because Mikado could tell that Alex had noticed it too. Fuck.

"Mika chan, are you not enjoying yourself?" He asked, the back of his finger brushing Mikado's cheek, then going to play with a lock of his hair. Mikado, being as quick minded as he was, lied.

"Oh, it's not that Mr. Alex, I'm just a bit shy. You see, being in a crowd of people and being so close to you … It makes me just a bit self conscious, I know I shouldn't be but you're just so handsome that I can't help but think that others are watching." The blush that followed was real, but not because of what he had said, it was because he had actually said it.

"How cute~!" Alex cooed as he pulled the small brunette boy closer by his shoulders, holding him to his chest. "Do you have a girlfriend or boyfriend currently Mika chan?" The tone was questioning, but his actions seemed to show he neither cared nor wanted an answer. Mikado inwardly cursed himself again for the involuntary blush that darkened his already colored cheeks. That was such a personal question! Did this man have no boundaries?! Alex just laughed at his flustered reaction and prompted him on as he rubbed a stocking covered leg in a way Mikado assumed was supposed to be affectionate but rather made him feel dirty and cheap. He suppressed the shiver of disgust gracefully by pretending to laugh. It was just a small little giggle, but every second seemed to last an eternity.

"No, I don't have either."


"Why do you ask?"

Izaya growled as Alex chuckled and leaned down to shower his Mikado with kisses, even he hadn't gotten that far with the boy yet! At the surprised squeak that slipped from Mikado's lips, he assumed that no one else had either. This was turning out to be his worst idea ever. But he just had to bare with it … just a little bit longer.

"Then I guess I wouldn't feel quite as bad then for offering to get out of here and go somewhere a bit more … comfortable." The dirty blond offered. It was what they had been waiting for, but somehow, he really didn't like it.

"Namie, let's go." He handed over a piece of paper with some directions on it, never taking his eyes off the monitor. In a minute, he'd lose visual, but he still had the mic he had placed on Mikado before he had left the car. Namie sighed. Her boss was already crazy, and now, he was crazy and jealous. That seemed like a bad combination.

"Didn't you tell the kid that if that guy Alex tried anything you'd step in?" Her voice as monotone as always. It wasn't like she cared one way or the other, but even she wouldn't wish that kind of torture on the kid.

"I can't risk coming out just yet. Mikado hasn't gotten the pin I need. As soon as he's got that, I'll improvise."

"You seem to like that kid a lot."

"Of course, I love all of my lovely humans, and Mikado is-

"Don't give me that "He's an interesting human" bullshit. You like him more than just some random person off the street, don't deny it." Namie glared at him through the rearview mirror as she started up the car again. Izaya was quiet for a moment.

"I do like Mikado kun. He's smart, clever, cunning, and interesting, and I never know what to expect from him. Half the time he's painfully predictable, and the other half he's a wild card. He's amazing, and so pure. I want to be the one to taint him, I want to corrupt Mikado kun and make him scream my name. I want him and everyone else to know that Mikado Ryuugamine is mine and no one else's." Izaya sighed and paused a moment to think his own words over. "It sounds an awful lot like love, doesn't it? Maybe I'm just sick … perhaps I should go to bed early tonight."

"If that's your version of love, God help the poor bastards that you hate. But, I thought you loved all of humanity."

"I do. But like you said earlier, It's different with Mikado, I want to keep him all to myself. I don't feel that possessive with my other humans, just Mikado kun." Izaya seemed conflicted as he watched Alex pull Mikado up and walk to the door with him.

"So, where are we going to go then Mr. Alex?" Mikado asked.

"Back to my office, My wife came with me this time and is waiting at my hotel."

"W-Wife? I didn't know you were married."

"That's because I never told you." Alex smiled and helped Mikado into the shiny blue sports car that he had driven that night, even having the audacity to use the situation to his advantage and feel up Mikado's plump little ass. Izaya decided he should probably look into getting a stress ball as he noticed the crescent shaped indents in his palm after unclenching his fist. "Though, Mika chan, could I ask a favor of you?" and with that, Izaya had lost visual.

"What kind of favor?"

"Well, a couple favors actually, one, I'd like you to just call me Alex, if you wouldn't mind."

"N-no title? I didn't realize we were so close."

"Of course, though, I'd also like to know your name as well, if it's not too much trouble."

"My name? What's wrong with Mika?" Izaya could hear both the pout on Mikado's precious little face and the stutter and hesitation in Alex's voice. He smirked to himself.

"Oh, nothing is wrong with it! It's just that, you know my name and I only know your work name."

"But I like Mika, and my real name is just so different, I wouldn't want to attract too much attention outside of work. After all, it's just as Miss. Angileen said earlier, I'm here just for you. If I told you my name, and you said it to someone else for whatever reason, then I might be approached by some stranger while I'm at school!" Damn he had that damsel in distress guilt trip thing down. Izaya smirked as what Mikado said seemed to sink into Alex's thick head as he was quiet for a moment.

"Alright, I see where you're coming from. I'm sorry I asked."

"It's alright." Izaya could hear that smile in Mikado's voice, and he could feel it go south almost immediately. "Was there anything else you wanted to ask M- Alex?" Mikado caught himself, trying to abide by the business man's request. Izaya could hear the rustling of clothes and then heard Mikado gasp suddenly.

"So, Mika chan, are you experienced? Have you ever been with a man before? You said you didn't have a girlfriend or a boyfriend, right?" The sounds being transmitted through the mic by Mikado varied, but all of them seemed to indicate that if Izaya could see what was going on, he'd want Alex's head on a silver platter and then used as dart practice.

"N-no, I've never - Ah!"


"You have such a cute voice Mika chan." Alex smirked as he kissed Mikado's neck, palming him through his dress, his other hand holding the small boy's hands to the seat of the car as he loomed over him. "I'm happy that I'll be the first to hear your pleasure filled cries." Mikado had long since shut his eyes, trying to imagine that this wasn't happening, that he wasn't being molested in a car in the parking lot of a corporate building. Just go to your happy place, just go to your happy place Mikado, it'll be fine. Izaya said he wouldn't let this happen, he'll step in and save me. He will. It was then that he realized that he had just placed his trust in an egotistical, sadistic bastard with a God complex who liked to watch people squirm as a hobby. He was fucked. In every sense of the word. But then Alex backed off. Mikado slowly opened his eyes to look up at the man, trying to figure out what was going through his head to make him stop just as suddenly as he had started.

"A-Alex?"

"Let's go inside." He offered suddenly, smiling his million dollar smile. Mikado just nodded, happy that he was free for just a bit. They both disembarked the vehicle and started to make their way across the short distance to the building's main entrance. Mikado, trying to calm himself, tried to fix himself back up, pulling up the stocking that Alex had pushed down on their ride over, and adjusting the headband again for what felt like the millionth time that night. The skirt of his dress wasn't too bad, but he dusted it off still nonetheless, if for no other reason than to give his shaky hands something to do. "Once we get in side, go up to the fourth floor, and wait in my office, room 102."

"What about you?"

"I'll be there in a bit, I need to grab a few things." Alex smiled down to him. Mikado nodded slowly.

"Alright. Do I need a key?" He asked carefully. As Alex typed in a code and slid a card down the panel next to the door he looked up.

"There's a pin code pad on the door handle, as soon as you input the pin it'll unlock for you. 2539A." Mikado recited the code in his head 2539A, 2539A. Was that the pin he needed? He hoped it was because he was not looking forward to what would happen to him if it wasn't.

"And that will open the door?"

"That pin will open anything." Finally! A bit of luck! This hell was almost over! Mikado nodded, making sure not to let on just how happy he was to hear that. That was all Izaya had needed too it seemed as the black car that he had started the night in zoomed forward and the informant sprang from the vehicle and launched himself at Mikado.

"Mika chan! Mika chan! I've been looking everywhere for you~!" Izaya crowed, hugging the small brunette to him.

"Iza-nii?" Mikado asked shakily, slightly surprised with his boss's actions.

"Excuse me." Alex interjected, sounding increasingly annoyed. "Just who are you? And what do you think you're doing here?" He asked, his foot tapping against the cement ground, and holding the door open. Izaya looked back up to him, a fiery glare in his piercing cinnamon eyes.

"I'm surprised you don't recognize me Mr. Alex Belpois. It's me, Orihara Izaya." He answered, his glare morphing into a malicious smirk. "Of course, we only did meet twice, I suppose that wasn't quite enough for you was it?" All too suddenly Alex froze, his foot stilling mid tap, the door falling shut and the color draining from his face as he put the pieces together.

"Nii san, what are you doing here?" Mikado asked, pretending that he had no idea that the informant would show up.

"You never came home! I got worried!" Izaya played along.

"Brother? Home? Mika chan, I didn't know you were related to Orihara Izaya." he laughed nervously.

"That's because I never told you~" Mikado smiled his sweet innocent little smile as he mimicked Alex's earlier words to him.

"You didn't do anything to my little Mika chan did you? I know how you like little cross-dressing boys." Izaya smirked, his tone warning. He knew otherwise, but thought he'd see what kind of lies the American could think up. After he watched him squirm, then he would make sure to have his fill of a good time at the man's expense. He pulled Mikado closer to him, running his fingers through the boy's soft raven hair, glancing down at him then back up. "Or should I ask little Mika chan? He'd never lie to me after all!" Izaya pushed Mikado away from him to be standing at arms length , his hands on Mikado's shoulders. He raised an eyebrow at the younger boy.

"Ne, Mika chan, that mad man didn't do anything to you did he? He didn't touch you anywhere right?" On the inside Mikado had a grin that would put the Cheshire cat to shame, on the outside he kept up his cute little adoring brother act.

"Well he did a bunch of stuff to me. He touched my butt, and kept touching my face and my legs too." Mikado pouted, small pin prick tears were forming at the corners of his eyes as he willed himself to try to cry for added affect. It seemed to be working as he heard Alex franticly trying to explain himself.

"Well you see Orihara san, I had no idea that he was your- that is to say that I would never do- I'm really very sorry, I didn't do anything bad to him, I swear!"

"Then what were you doing here Alex kun? Isn't this where you take all your little boys to have your way with them~?" Izaya looked like he was having a grand ol' time. He wasn't quite sure why the man wouldn't let him go though. "If I hadn't traced Mika chan's cell phone here who knows what kind of vile dirty things you would have done to my cute and adorably innocent little Mikado~!"

"Ne, Izaya nii, He didn't do anything bad, he just told me to go wait in his office while he went to go get some stuff. I'm fine, see? You don't have to be so mean to him."

"Ah! Thank you so much Mika chan, you're an angel! See, Orihara san there's no need for you to be so upset, nothing happened."

"Nothing happened? You molested my little Mika chan didn't you! You touched him with those dirty hand and then you were going to force yourself on him!"

"He was working at a host cafe I frequent, they said he was special just for me! So of course I touched him, but I didn't molest him! I swear to you Orihara san. Tell him Mika chan!" Alex was sweating and you could tell he was scared out of his mind as he tried to convince Izaya of his innocence. Mikado sighed, he wanted to give the man a pice of his mind without Izaya there, he'd swoon over him far too much and be in the way.

"You heard it didn't you Iza nii?" Mikado looked up to the informant, his eyes cold. The broker could tell that the boy was done playing. He sighed dejectedly and walked over to Alex, swiping the card from the the man's hand and effortlessly walking into the building. He really did need to get this job done, and the sooner it was over, the sooner he could purify Mikado.

"Don't have too much fun without me Mika chan~" He smiled as he skipped to the elevator. Alex looked confused, but not all together ungrateful that the crazy ass informant was no longer present.

"Thank you Mika chan, you really saved me there, but why did you send him away? Could it be that you really do want to pick up where we left off~?" Mikado made a disgusted face and grit his teeth as he scoffed.

"Like hell I want to finish. I'm not that stupid, you wanted to fuck me right?" Mikado smirked as he stalked closer to Alex, the man sensing that this wasn't the same cute little innocent boy from just a moment ago, started to back away.

"Well yes, I do suppose that was to original intention." He laughed nervously. "But I thought you liked it too." Mikado didn't answer, he just smiled.

"Ne, Alex," he practically purred the man's name, just to tease the man further. "do you have a pen I could borrow? Preferably a ballpoint pen, I usually always have one with me, they're my favorite after all, but Nii san took it earlier today." it was a simple enough if not unsettling question and Alex was inclined to nod and hand the boy a pen, it wasn't a ball point, but it could write, and it wasn't like the boy was asking for his own knife to stab him with. He could clearly picture the older Orihara brother doing something like that though.

"Of course Orihara kun." That rubbed Mikado the wrong way, but he didn't want to correct to older man just yet, so Mikado continued to smile. He thanked the man as the pen was handed to him and assessed the small cheap writing utensil. Probably one from a value pack of 20 just like it. He placed the tip in his mouth to taste the metal tip of the pen. Just some shitty partial frame. The pen was horribly cheap and quite annoying. He didn't like it one bit and in the back of his mind he wished he'd had his pen. He missed his pen. The weight just right, the metal casing and the fine tip, it was almost enough to make him cry. He removed the pen from his mouth, the tip of his tongue testing the tip of the pen, tasting the ink to test the quality as he did so. It wasn't necessary, but he had wanted to regardless.

"This pen is awful." Were the words that slipped from his lips. "But it will have to do." he added as he looked Alex in the eye. And for the first time that night, Alex looked like he had decided that maybe he shouldn't have tried to seduce this boy. There was obviously more to him than Alex had originally though. The look in his eye, not even Izaya Orihara had scared him quite this much.

"D-d-d-d-d-do for what?" He managed to stutter out. "Mika chan, what are you going to do with that pen? I have the feeling that it's not to give me your number." Alex tried to joke. Mikado's smirk widened, but still didn't show his teeth until he let out a small chuckle.

"No, not quite." He pushed the man down so that he was now sitting, his ass on the cold ground, legs spread open and Mikado could see that he was slightly aroused by the small tent in the man's pants. He was scared yes, but just the fact that his body hadn't quite got the message made the younger's blood boil. He grinned and sank down to his knees between the older man's legs, the pen finding it's way to his mouth once more as he placed his hands on Alex's thighs. He took the pen out of his mouth and placed it gingerly to the side next to his own leg.

"What's this? Alex kun, you're pretty naughty, getting turned on like this while being pushed around by a sixteen year old boy in a maid's dress. Perhaps you secretly want one of your boy's to take you instead?" Mikado leaned forward, his hands mimicking Alex's earlier motions as he rubbed the man's inner thighs through his pants, purposely avoiding touching his crotch.

"What, no, I was just Ah~ Mika chan, touch me more~" He moaned out while trying to protest the younger's accusation but failing miserably. Mikado's knee came up and began to nudge the growing bulge in the man's pants, gradually adding on pressure before he decided to lean most of his body weight on the man, resulting in a loud string of profanity. "Ah! Fuck, Mika chan get off you'll crush it! It hurts!" At this Mikado only added more pressure, picking up the pen he held it to the business man's throat, right under his chin, the point digging into the thin skin so easily that Mikado almost laughed again. Alex tipped his head back to try to alleviate the pressure of the sharp point being dug into him.

"Don't talk, you'll only make it worse for yourself." Mikado growled. Alex whimpered.

"Mika chan, I-

"I said don't talk." Mikado pressed the pen harder against the man. "You know Alex kun" Mikado drawled, as he brought the tip of the pen down Alex's neck to the soft spot right above the man's sternum, drawing a long dark blue black line as he went. "That whole time we were back at the cafe, I was really quite nervous. You see, I really don't like you too much but I had to sit with you. And you kept asking such personal questions, you must like getting little boy's flustered like that. I'm not even legal yet you know." His eyes narrowed and his voice became icy as he applied more pressure to Alex's dick with his knee. "And then you kept touching me. I could feel it you know, every touch made my skin crawl. No one's ever touched me like that. I can't say I liked it too much you see. But I can be nice when I want to be. If you leave Ikebukuro, if I never see you ever again, I promise I wont send Dollars after you~" Mikado's voice was sing song as he made his threat. Alex's eyes seemed to widen just a bit before he laughed nervously.

"A cute little kid like you is involved with such a dangerous gang? Mika chan, does your brother know?" Before Alex could even register what had happened, the pen that had been at his throat was now sticking out of his thigh. He didn't even know when it had happened and the pain was just so much that he couldn't even bring himself to cry out. The white hot pain mixed with the sight of the dark red blood didn't even seem to register until Mikado pushed the pen deeper into his thigh. Alex screamed. The sound though didn't seem to bother Mikado as he glared down at the man as he got up, dusting himself off.

"It's like I told Miss. Angileen earlier;" he smiled "Looks aren't everything they're cracked up to be." With that Mikado had had enough. He'd still send Dollars after him, but he'd give it a couple of days, just to see if Alex really would leave or not. Three was the most he was willing to wait. He walked to the car and got in. Once in the car Namie shot him a look that Mikado couldn't quite decipher.

"Having fun out there I see." Her face was as blank as it ever was when she wasn't screaming at Izaya or talking about Seiji. Mikado just shrugged.

"He pissed me off." was the only reply she got.

"So you stab him with a pen and then threaten to send Dollars after him?" She paused. "How did you even do that anyway? Last I knew you weren't a psychopath like Izaya."

"There's a lot you don't know about me Yagiri san." He didn't even bother asking how she knew what had happened, Izaya had probably planted a listening device on him when he hadn't been looking. He'd ask the informant where it was when he got back. The wait wasn't too long, but it was long enough for Mikado to watch as Alex picked himself up to run back to his car. Probably going to a hospital or something. He wasn't worried about police. Alex was a proud man and would never say he had been cornered and stabbed by a sixteen year old boy. Especially since he would have to explain the whole story and in the end, the worst of it would fall on him for trying to bed a minor. As Izaya slid back into the car Mikado noticed that he seemed agitated.

"Namie, take us back to my loft. Quickly." Mikado didn't miss the sudden bite to the broker's words as he gave his orders. He didn't quite know what to do but he did know that after stabbing Alex, he felt a little better about the whole thing. Perhaps he should have stabbed him a couple of times rather than just one? Oh well what was done was done and he couldn't go back in time to change any of it.

"You don't have to be so pissy. The kid stabbed him after all." Namie retorted as she put the car in drive and started back for Shinjuku before that bastard of a blond bartender found them and she had to deal with that too.


"I don't understand why you're so mad at me! I did what you wanted me to do. I got the pin you needed. And you went in to go get whatever the hell it was that you needed from his safe! I even stabbed him! Get over yourself, so you didn't do it and it wasn't with a knife, big deal!"

"It is a big deal!"

"You said you'd step in and save me if things got out of hand. News flash, things got VERY fucking out of hand so where the hell were you?!"

"Don't curse Mikado, it doesn't suite you." Izaya glared at the young boy. He had come to terms with his feelings for him, but he still wasn't quite sure how to implement his plan to fuck him. He knew that Mikado had a darker personality. It made him interesting. Hell it made him drop dead sexy. But the problem was that he wasn't the only one who thought that. Well the sexy cute part, he doubted that many other people knew of Mikado's other personality. But he knew that that protozoan with monster strength, Shizuo wanted a piece of Mikado too. He could see it in his eyes that day he had met him in the park. Maybe Shizu chan didn't know that was what he wanted, but Izaya didn't want to have to fight for the small Dollars leader's affection. He needed Mikado to want him first so he could lord it over that brute of a bartender and his little friend Kida too. That'd be fun for sure. He wasn't quite sure if what Kida felt for Mikado was love or if he was just way too close with his childhood friend, but either way, finding out that Mikado was with him, Kida's worst nightmare, romantically. It'd probably kill him.

"Why do you care if I curse or not? I'm angry and I don't see any reason why I should listen to you concerning my vocabulary anyway."

"It's not cute at all. What would Kida kun do if he saw you like this?" Izaya saw the pang of hurt that crossed Mikado's eye. It wasn't what he had intended, but at least it put things back into perspective. Mikado sighed. This was one day he wouldn't mind forgetting. He threw his arms up in exasperation and started for the stairs.

"I'm taking a bath. I still feel dirty just thinking about that man's hands on me." Once in the bath Mikado couldn't stop reflecting on his assignment. He really should pay more attention to Masaomi when he flirted with girls. It might have helped hurry things along. But as it stood, there was nothing else he could have done. Why had Izaya been so mad anyway? It wasn't like he had done anything wrong ... well not by his standards anyway. The small boy sighed as he sunk lower into the wanter, trying to scrub away the dirty feeling of Alex's hands on him. It wasn't helping and if he scrubbed anymore he'd scrub himself raw. As much as he wouldn't mind it, Masaomi would worry and he had a sinking feeling that even after scrubbing an entire layer of skin off of him he would still feel the crawling itch of Alex on him. If Izaya hadn't show up when he had ... would he had been able to stop Alex from advancing on him? Would he have been able to walk away, his virginity still in tact? He sighed. He had wanted life to be exciting, he guessed that this was what he had wished for in a round about way. It was like making a wish to a genie, you had to be carful of what you wish for, make sure you worded everything perfectly, or the genie would screw you over in whatever way they wanted to. Mikado pulled his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around himself. Regardless of if it was the right decision or not he couldn't go back. The monotony of it all had been suffocating. He had wanted to scream. So when opportunity knocked; he had answered and let the devil into his home. He was sure that any sane man wouldn't have even entertained the idea of working with Izaya Orihara, but he supposed if that were true, he really couldn't call himself sane anymore now could he?

"I don't want to go back to that." he muttered under the water, the sound traveling through the liquid causing little bubbles to rise to the surface as he exhaled. He had come to Ikebukuro for an exciting life. So an exciting life as what he was going to lead. He just hoped that it didn't cost him his best friend. He got up out of the water and grabbed his towel, wrapping it around his hips and chest as if her were a woman trying to stay decent. He looked into the mirror. Over the past couple days the cuts on his neck had healed quite a bit but now that he got a closer look at the healing wound he realized that it wasn't just some random slash marks. There were three cuts made, each of them connecting and forming a large letter "I" on the side of his neck. "I" for Izaya. He had branded him! He hadn't really taken the time to really think about it until now, but now that he saw the puffy long lines on his neck there was no mistaking it. Well, it wouldn't solve anything to scream about it, so he just pushed it to the back of his mind, hoping that for some reason whatever god(s) were out there would take pity on him and just heal it quickly before Masaomi noticed it wasn't just a scar that Izaya had cut into him.


"Did Mr. "I want to taint him, to hear him cry out my name" get scared? You had your chance before he went to the bath." Namie pestered him. Izaya growled.

"I can't do anything just yet, I have to make sure Shizu chan and Kida kun are out of the picture first. They like him too."

"The giant freak of a bartender likes him too? That kid needs to get his pheromones checked out."

"Indeed. Yellow Scarves won't take their leader falling for a rival gang leader very well either." Izaya smirked. He knew he had promised to keep Mikado's affiliation with Dollars a secret, but some secrets were made to be told. But that was an idea for another time he supposed.

"Wait, Yellow Scarves wants him? Next thing you know Blue Squares is gonna want a piece of him too." Namie threw out sarcastically. Izaya scoffed. What were the odds of that happening? Though just to be sure he'd have to keep a closer eye on Blue Squares as well. He was sure that Mairu and Kururi knew the current leader, some middle schooler, Kuronuma Aoba if he wasn't mistaken, little brother the the first leader Izumi Ran. Well even if he wasn't interested in Mikado, having the kid under his thumb might not be such a bad thing.

"Don't jinx it Namie san." He snapped as Mikado walked out of the bathroom in his towel, dripping wet.

"Where did you put my pajamas Izaya san?" Izaya coughed slightly.

"That's not quite right Mikado kun~" He answered trying to keep his cool.

"Nii san." Mikado corrected himself, his expression completely deadpan. Izaya smiled.

"I threw them out. They were very uncute. You can use one of my shirts if you'd like~" Mikado stared at him, mouth agape and looking like he was trying to reign in his anger.

"You threw out my pajamas?!"

"I kept the rest of your clothes, I just didn't like your sleepwear, after all we are going to be sharing a bed now."

"That was never agreed upon!"

"Then we'll agree upon it now. You say; "okay" and I say; "see, that wasn't so hard." Got it?" Izaya smiled.

Mikado's eye twitched as he stormed off to Izaya's room to fetch a shirt to sleep in. He didn't want to but what other choice did he have at the moment? Sleep naked? That wasn't going to happen. He just hoped that he wouldn't have to defend himself from the informant in his sleep.


Alright, So as per usual, tell me what you think please~ I stayed up all night writing the rest of this for you. Seriously, I started at like ... 11:30-12 last night er- this morning and it's now 7:30. Fuck I didn't sleep at all! Oh well, hopefully I don't pass out at my team conference in Seattle later XD Anyway, I love you all

~ Evi

[Edit] 6/30/13 10:05 Goodness, that just goes to show why I shouldn't be writing without sleep, I fixed the mistakes that Viviane Renard so kindly pointed out to me, if I missed more please tell me. I didn't edit this one as much as I would have liked. I was more excited that I had finally finished the chapter and just really wanted to post it. SO I fixed a coupe things, if there are still things that bother people or that you notice as glaringly wrong. Please. Tell me. I really do care if they're there and I will fix them if you find them before I do. Thank you all for all your wonderful reviews, I love you all!