Saya: Just a small snippet.

Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara!

A Lovey-Dovey Life!

"Shizuo-san! Are you wake yet?"

The older man grumbled in response. Shizuo remained in their bed, with the curtains closed shut. Mikado smiled as he returned to the kitchen. Cooking was his speciality, and Shizuo always loved it without a doubt. For today's breakfast, it was a savory dish of fried rice. While his ears were drowned in the sounds of frying, he didn't hear footsteps behind him.

"Uwah!" Two arms wrapped around his waist. Mikado was always startled by this, even if it happened every day. He felt Shizuo's nose nuzzle into his neck. His breaths tickled the teen's skin.

"Shizuo-san! I'm still cooking!"

The fake blond hummed, then smiled. "And you smell delicious as ever."

"Sh-Shizuo-san." Mikado blushed, waving his arms. "Are you even awake?"

"I am," the ex-bartender said. "I just want a taste of my lover."

"All right, but set the countertop okay?" Mikado turned his head around and smiled. The fake blond lifted his head up and pecked the teen's lips. He went to the cabinets and grabbed silverware for their breakfast.

"Itadakimasu," they said together. The two chowed down, as Shizuo's face lit up with happiness. Yeah, he'll never get tired of Mikado's cooking. As the teen washed the plates, the gartender went to change clothes and headed for the door. His lover followed him with a bento.

"Do your best at work," said Mikado. Shizuo bent over and kissed the blue-eyed teen's forehead. Taking his lunch, he saluted him and left the apartment.

If anyone was curious, Mikado was studying at Tokyo University. He was that smart it made all of his friends' jaws drop. The teen thought it was fluke, but the acceptance letter was right there in their mailbox. Shizuo felt proud for him.

The teen took the train to get to his university. His classes started at ten thirty, but it was nine. During this time, he explored Akihabara. The place was always new to him. Looking at new computers and reading manga made use of his time.

His classes were interesting, better than ones at high school. His school day was mostly morning classes and lunch, and afterwards, he went to hang out with his friends from Todai. Once the clock hit four, he went home on the train.

His phone vibrated in his pocket. It was a text from Tom, but he waited to answer it. When he was off the train, the text message read:

"Mikado-kun, can you cheer Shizuo up? He had a bad day. Sorry about that."

The blue-eyed teen felt for his lover. Then, an idea went to his head. It made his face–no, his entire body red. But he'd rather have Shizuo happy than upset.

The bodyguard returned home, letting out sighs of frustration. Stupid punks wouldn't pay the debt on time. His outfit was ruined, by them spitting soda on it. Then, the stupid flea had to show up. Two street signs and one vending machine were destroyed by his monstrous strength. Their cost was under his belt, along with other damaged items in the city. Not to mention his bento was knocked out of his lap. But it was a couple of kids' fault, and he couldn't get mad at them. Still, Mikado's food went to the ants.

"Tadaima."

"Okaeri." Mikado's head popped from the hallway. Shizuo raised an eyebrow. His lover would come up to him with hugs and questions like "How's your day?" and "Did anything good happened?" Why was his face red too?

"I heard from Tom-san that you weren't having a good day."

"Ah, yeah. Well, at least I'm home."

"I-I have a surprise for you," he stuttered and moved into Shizuo's full view. Brown eyes threatened to pop out of their sockets. He felt something coming out of his nose and pinched it to keep the blood dripping. Mikado was wearing an apron. Nothing but an apron.

"I-I was thinking you needed some stress-relief. I-is this okay?"

Shizuo ran up to his lover and carried him bridal style to their room.

"You. Me. Bed. Now."

Mikado smiled that the gartender was feeling better.

A typical day in Shizuo and Mikado's life.

Saya: I wanted to write smut, but that would be breaking the story's rating. I'll leave it up to your imagination. That and I've been wanting to write that scene. Mikado wearing nothing but an apron. How sexy is that…*nosebleed* Thank you Sissy for the request! Hope you liked it!