Hey guys! Sorry for the wait for this lame chapter -coughcough- Once again there wasn't to much Kizaya but it was there for a little ;D But I did find it fun writing the beginning part with Mikado and Aoba, even though I much rather write Kida and Izaya it was very entertaining '^^ But I been busy with senior year and many projects, but I was finally able to finish up writing this short chapter :D The next chapter will be longer~ Though I'm sorry to say there is probably only about 4 more chapters left in this story! D: since the whole dramatic plot will be coming up soon..dun dun dun XD Wow that was lame..I'm going to stop rambling on and let you all read this chapter XDD
Mikado was just about ready to tear off his hair as he paced from side to side. The location of where he was, was about three houses down from the school. The panicking started an hour ago when he realized school was going to start today, which meant he would be seeing Kida. The last time he saw his best friend was at the carnival..and then..and then.. He started to pace faster as those nasty images came into mind.
Aoba sat in the middle of the sidewalk, plucking out strands of grass as he watched the kid pace around frantically. This was going on for a good thirty-minutes and the younger male hadn't tried to stop him yet.
"Do you do that often?" Aoba's blue hues glanced up at the pacing Mikado.
"Huh?" Mikado asked as he still moved around in a circle.
"THAT!" Aoba growled, grabbing hold of Mikado's leg to stop the pacing. "It's annoying."
"Oh.." Mikado blinked a few times, before setting his backpack on the ground and sat next to the shorter male. "Tell me what I should do!"
Aoba yawned, he wasn't a morning person and the early hours made him seem like a different person, not the devilish little child he was in the afternoon. "For one thing, don't make a fool of yourself. Don't demand your love to him, but let him know that you will always be there for him. And don't bring up the whole carnival accident; it will just make things awkward so move around that subject. Besides your cute face should do the rest." He smirked; pinching Mikado's cheeks which made the boy flail his arms around.
"I-I should get going now." Mikado grabbed his backpack as Aoba used his hand to wave the other off. He put the strap of his backpack over his right shoulder, heading down the sidewalk. The beating of his heart never ceased to slow down.
What made matters even worse was that familiar black jacket with the fur on the sides, bobbing down the sidewalk. Izaya was basically skipping down, with his usually smirk across his face. His hands were in the coats pocket, as his red eyes took notice of Masaomi's friend.
This was one of those times where everything seemed to go in slow motion as they passed by. Mikado felt that cold evil hand on his shoulder for a split second, before an evil coo whispered in his ear. "Give my regards to Masaomi."
And just like that, they departed from each other, Mikado didn't need to look into those chilling eyes or answer back. He decided to not talk to the older male at all; unless it was highly necessary.
Izaya continued to skip down the sidewalk till he stopped in front of Aoba who was still in the same position as before. The smirk soon faded from his lips and turned into a frown. "Stop messing with my toy."
Aoba tilted his head up, his face innocent. "Huh?"
"I know what you're doing with Mikado. Though it isn't going to work at all, Kida already loves me." The grin came back on the informants face.
"But I'm only doing it for u-s~" Aoba's voice was teasing as his hand trailed over to the informants leg as if he was about to touch it, but Izaya reacted in no time and kicked the hand away.
"Sure, sure..you just want to get fucked by someone." Izaya snickered, doing a sidestep around the young male. Before he walked to far away, he paused and then turned around. For one of those rare moments, his face was serious and not the childish and sneaky face he always held. "Don't go near Masaomi again. If you ever touch him again, I swear I won't be letting you off so easy."
Aoba let out a laugh, a loud one. "You're really serious about this boy?"
Izaya didn't answer the younger male; instead he continued to walk away. Ah yes, he found Kida Masaomi very interesting. All the facial expressions the other held was priceless. It pissed him off when others got to see those sides of the blonde. He wanted to be the only one who saw Masaomi's expressions. Yes, deep down he had to admit that the blonde was rather cute; mostly when that large blush was across his cheeks. Though in Izaya's eyes he can never just be with just one person or in fact anyone. He was the type to tease, use the person, and then just throw them away. He was going to do that to Kida awhile ago, but for some reason he kept putting it off.
A frown came across Izaya's face, knowing that sooner or later he was going to have to do something about his little problem.
Kida hurried off into school, his backpack almost falling off his shoulder. He woke up late this morning and was about a minute away from being late to school and he couldn't afford another detention. Right when the bell rang he sat down in homeroom and let out a loud sigh.
As usual he checked his cell phone for any text messages from Izaya and there was one.
Text: Masaomi-chan~ We won't be able to see each other this whole week. Though if you are willing to call me for phone sex..I'm all ears~
And as always the informant was a huge pervert. The blonde quickly texted back.
NO / I'll let you have your own little fantasies inside your head.
The boy's face went red as he tucked his phone back into his pocket. He had been seeing Izaya for awhile now and he couldn't lie about it…they fucked a lot. Also the teasing never ended and humiliation too. But in the end he always crawled back to the male; it was almost like he needed to be near the other. They weren't dating and he had only told Izaya once that he loved him. He always wanted to bring it up again, but he never had the guts.
Once homeroom ended, Kida headed off to gym class. He went into the boy's locker room and noticed Mikado wasn't there. He frowned slightly; he still really needed to apologize. After all..they were best friends. When he knew Mikado wasn't coming into the locker room he headed down to the gym and to his surprise his friend was already dressed and standing by a few people. He got the feeling that Mikado was avoiding him.
"Kida and Mikado will you two please go into the gym closest and get the soccer balls out?" The teacher asked as he glanced up from the attendance sheet.
Talk about awkward.
Kida nodded his head and started to head over to the closest; Mikado was already a few inches away and had gotten inside before him. The blonde opened the heavy door and it slowly closed behind him; leaving the two friends alone.
"Are you..avoiding me?" Kida blurted out, not being able to hold it back.
Mikado held onto a soccer ball, looking over to his friend. "No, no! I just thought it would be awkward to see each other in the changing room, because I wanted to say a few things and obviously when we are changing...that isn't the best time to do so." His friend gave a half smile which Kida returned. "I wanted to say..that I'm sorry for blurting out my feelings like that, but I want you to know I wasn't lying I really do like you Kida-kun!"
The blonde smiled, grabbing another soccer ball. "I'm really grateful of your feelings, hearing that makes me really happy, but…" His honey hues closed as he spoke. "You know I can't return those feelings. I too, wanted to apologize. I'm sorry I'm such an asshole. I really can't do anything right and I am an idiot, but I really want to still be friends with you. I mean you're my best friend."
Mikado threw the soccer ball lightly at Kida and smiled. "Of course we are still best friends! I told you I'm here for you. Though you better watch out because we are on different teams for soccer today so I won't go easy on you."
Kida laughed, picking the ball that hit him back up. He was glad that Mikado just shrugged off the whole incident and it made things go back to normal. He honestly couldn't ever find a better friend then Mikado. He was amazing. "Yeah right, I'll kick your ass~!"
The week went by in a blur. The days seemed long as the blonde had the desire to see Izaya. They texted all week, but they never got to see each other. He really wanted to see the older male, but luckily Mikado had kept his long days fun. They went back to being close friends and hanging out all the time and playing video games late at night. Things were almost normal, besides the fact he was in love with the most devilish male on the planet.
Friday soon came along and it was like déjà vu all over again with gym. They were going to play soccer again and the teacher told Mikado and Kida to go get the soccer balls. Though this time it was a little different. Kida had checked his phone before they made their way over to the closest to notice Izaya texted him.
Text: Meet me in the gym closest~!
The blonde's face turned pale as he read the message two times. The older male had to be messing around with him that he was in the closest. If the two of them got caught…well they would be in an awkward situation and get in a lot of trouble. But he couldn't help but admit the racing of his heart as he thought of finally being able to see the older male.
"I-I'll go get them alone!" He let out a nervous laugh, which Mikado gave him a strange look, but as a friend he didn't ask anything about it and let his friend go off alone.
Kida hurried over to the gym closest and opened the door, through the darkness he could see the pare of red gleaming eyes and once he turned the lights on he noticed Izaya was sitting on top of a bunch of basketballs that were in a wooden box. The older male's legs were crossed as that usual breathtaking smirk was across his lips. "Masaomi-chaaaan~ I been waiting for you all through homeroom."