It was horribly cliché but Izaya had personally put off going on the Ferris wheel until the end of their day at the amusement park. The sun was starting to set and the informant couldn't help feeling as if he was stuck in every single romance series he had ever seen on TV.

He could all but see his obnoxious sisters sitting in front of the screen, Mairu exclaiming loudly how the two characters had to kiss when they reached the top while Kururi quietly agreed.

Izaya looked up at the Ferris wheel, the first one in the world with no centre. There were couples all around him having the same cliché idea that he did.

The man glanced down at his counterpart, Mikado's eyes were looking around still but now he seemed more lost in thought than anything, the teen surely was a daydreamer, to say the least.

"Are you tired?" he asked wanting his lover's attention on him. Mikado looked up at him and smile.

"I'm okay." He replied, though his voice did reveal a bit of exhaustion.

If he's exhausted now, I wonder what he will be like when I'm done with him. I can't wait, I can't wait! I've been waiting three weeks for this and it's finally going to happen. Just a few more hours, just a few more hours~!

The line moved up and it was their turn to climb into one of the red passenger cars. Izaya let out a sigh as they finally move up to a reasonable height and wrapped his arm around Mikado's waist, pulling the teen to him. The teen yelped in surprise and looks up at Izaya who smiled at him.

"Izaya-san…the people…!" Mikado protested his brow furrowed with worry.

"No one is looking at us." Izaya reassured the teen pulling him closer until there was no space between them. Mikado looked around nervously before relaxing and resting his head on Izaya's shoulder.

The view of the city was outstanding. The buildings were bathed in the red and orange light of the sunset and on the horizon, the sun was setting amongst with the glittering waters of Tokyo Bay.

"It's so beautiful." Mikado murmured as they reached the top and Izaya hummed in agreeance. Mikado's hand clenched the material of Izaya's shirt and he snuggled closer to the man's side.

"Happy Birthday Izaya-san" he murmured softly.

Izaya looked down at the teen and instantly felt as if all the air had left his lungs. Those blue eyes that Izaya adored where shining with hues of pink and orange, the teen's milky white skin was all but glowing under the light of the setting sun.

He looks…so beautiful…Izaya found himself thinking.

"Thank you Mikado-kun." Izaya leaned down to plant a gentle kiss on the teen's lips.

Mikado pulled away from Izaya as their car started descending and Izaya felt a wave of disappointment wash over him. He didn't want to let the teen go, so high in the air in this little car full of soft light, he felt as if he could stay there forever with Mikado. Be perfectly safe and content but that was a dream and not something neither of them truly craved.

Izaya helped the teen out of the car, knowing Mikado had a high chance of tripping but let go of his hand a lot faster than he would have liked too.

It's so funny that before this I disliked unnecessary physical contact. All I ever wanted from my partners was satisfaction, I didn't care about them nor did I coddle them but somehow Mikado-kun is different. My desire is different.

I want to touch him all the time, I want him to constantly think of me whether we are apart or together. I want to treat him gently but I also want to rip him apart into pieces that I can play with. I want…I want everything he has, is and ever will be. Oh, how badly I want him to be all mine. And soon…tonight…

They exited the park and headed back towards the train station. Izaya lightly hummed a tune, it wasn't a song but just the random notes that came to his head. The train station is packed and the man realised it was right on rush hour.

"Mikado-kun." He turned to the teen who looks rather troubled by the sheer amount of people surrounding them. They were being pushed and shoved in every direction.

Izaya grabbed Mikado's wrist, he could faintly hear the teen protest but he ignored him. "Stay close to me." He raised his voice over the crowd and the boy nodded. They boarded the train, it was packed.

Izaya pulled Mikado close to his chest, remembering how the boy had been molested previously. No one found it strange that the two were standing so close, everyone was basically rubbing against each other with how crowded it was.

It was a short trip but Izaya felt as if it had taken forever and let out an audible sigh of relief when they reached Tokyo Station. Izaya took a deep breath of the fresh city air as they left the station.

"Are you alright?" he asked Mikado finally letting go of the teen's wrist.

"Yeah." Mikado replied breathlessly, "That was insane."

Izaya chuckled, "You've never taken a train at rush hour have you?" Mikado shook his head, "Lucky boy." Izaya smirked.

He'd lost count how many times he had been cramped onto a train that was packed to the max like that. He normally avoided rush hour when working by choosing to walk to his destination but when he was in a hurry, there was really no other option.

He loved his humans, he really did, but he much preferred to be looking down at them from the rooftop of his favourite building than cramped into a train car where they were pushed into his personal space and the air was hot and heavy because of the sheer amount of people breathing the same air.

"I read about this amazing Italian restaurant not far from here." Izaya commented looking at Mikado who blinked. "Do you want to go there for dinner?" The teen's brow furrowed into a frown.

"I-I'm not dressed up enough to go somewhere fancy." Mikado nervously mumbled playing with his fingers.

Izaya chuckled, "Don't worry. You look fine, it's not that fancy." He patted the teen affectionately on the head.

"If you say so." The boy murmured looking up at the man with his big blue eyes.

"So what did you think of your first time at an amusement park?" Izaya asked as they started the short walk to the Shin-Marunouchi building where the restaurant was located.

"Hmm, it was good." Mikado said thoughtfully, "The rollercoaster wasn't as scary as I thought it would be." He commented which made Izaya smirk.

"I told you it was fine didn't I?" he teased as they walked through the mall.

They reached the restaurant and suddenly Mikado stopped. Izaya stopped as well and looked at the teen curiously. Mikado grabbed the hem of his sweater and Izaya's red eyes widened. What are you doing!? That's so seductive! He thought, swallowing nervously but soon realised the teen was only taking off his sweater to reveal the luxury brand shirt underneath.

The teen instantly looked more formal, the expensive black polo shirt giving him a more wealthy appearance. Izaya recognised the logo on the breast of the shirt and raised his eyebrows.

Where had he been hiding this shirt? He's always wearing clothes from department stores! He looks so good dressed up a little, so cute. Izaya thought as he watched the teen tuck his sweater under his arm.

They settled into their seats near the window. The night view of Tokyo was beautiful, the thousands of lights that made up the skyscrapers and other buildings were like a million stars, it was a shame a lot of it was blocked out by the equally high office buildings surrounding Shin-Marunouchi.

Izaya picked up the menu in front of him and scanned the dishes available. He would rather something that was light as he wasn't very hungry. He was used to eating only one meal a day because of work, he often got too caught up in his researching to remember that eating was something he was actually meant to do.

"What are you getting?" he lowered his menu to look at the teen opposite him.

"I don't know Izaya-san, isn't this place a bit expensive?" the teen whispered nervously and Izaya chuckled.

"Don't worry about it." He waved off the younger male's concern. "Just get whatever you want."

"I-if you say so." The teen mumbled, there was a moment of silence before he spoke up again. "The smoked salmon sounds nice."

Izaya smiled, "That's good, I'm getting the pomdoro pasta." He commented and the teen's blue eyes flickered to the meal on the menu and Izaya wondered if he was checking the price. "Shall we order?" he beamed and the teen nodded.

Their meals were quite nice, they both stole a bite of the others to test the taste. Izaya, overall, was pleased with the restaurant and left with a smile.

It was still quite early in the night to go back to the hotel, though Izaya was giddy just thinking about it and wanted to drag the teen back right this very second but he restrained himself.

"Do you want to have a look around?" Izaya offered as they walked through the mall.

"Sure" Mikado smiled.

The shops were pretty basic ones, but window shopping was fun none the less. Izaya watched the teen affectionately as Mikado looked around, his blue eyes were like an endless vacuum that sucked in the information of everything around him. Every time Mikado would look up at him, Izaya felt as if those eyes were sucking him in too.

"I have to use the bathroom." Mikado said suddenly and Izaya looked at him. The teen gave him a nervous smile, though his eyes swirled with something and his body language had shifted.

"Alright, I'll wait here." He told the teen. He knew Mikado was lying and that his lover had been very interesting in something in a shop window a bit behind them.

He watched the teen leave before turning and pretending to look into the window of a nearby jewellery shop so Mikado would be convinced he didn't know what the teen was up to as he slipped inside a clothing store.

He's so cute, I wonder if he is buying me something? There would be no other reason to be secretive about it.

Izaya blinked as something in the jewellery shop window actually did catch his eye. It was a silver bracelet, a bangle to be precise. There was nothing special about the bracelet, it had no stones or engravements but Izaya couldn't stop staring at it

The image of Mikado wearing the bracelet played in his mind. It's obviously made for a woman though…Izaya thought conflicted.

But it would look so good on him…like a little marker of my property, it kind of reminds me of a collar or a hand cuff…it's perfect, the perfect way to show everyone that he is mine.

Izaya looks in the direction the teen had disappeared, there was no sign of him. Hehe, two can play this game~! He grinned before slipping into the jewellery store.

He found the bracelets with an ease and picked out the one he wanted. "Is this a gift for someone special sir?" the middle-aged store person smiled and Izaya smirked.

"Yes, they're in the bathroom right now so I'm buying it as a surprise." He told her, "So can I have it in a bag instead of a box?" he asked gesturing to the small red velvet bags behind the woman.

"How lovely! Of course, sir." She smiled in a polite manner. Izaya paid for the bracelet and slipped the small bag into the pocket of his jeans.

It's a bit of a tight fit! I wish I had my jacket, it's so easy to hide things in that. He thought as he slipped back out of the store and waited for Mikado, it didn't take long for the teen to return, a nondescript black shopping bag in his hand.

"Sorry I took so long!" Mikado exclaimed nervously and Izaya smiled raising his brow.

"It's alright." He chuckled deciding not to say anything about the bag in his lover's hand.

Izaya took his phone out of his pocket, smiling as he saw the cute knife charm. He checked the time and grinned. "It's getting pretty late, do you want to head back to the hotel?" he asked the teen slipping his phone back into his pocket. Mikado looked up at him, the slightest of blushes dusting his pale cheeks.

"S-sure." He nodded shyly.

Oh my.

Oh my.

Oh my~

Izaya's heart was beating rather fast in his chest as they walked slowly back to their hotel. The streets were now bustling with the nightlife, people in suit mixed with people dressed rather indecently. The air had a slight chill to it and Izaya shivered when a breeze tore right through him.

Izaya watched the teen fidget nervously as they entered the hotel's lobby and went to the elevator. The teen was no longer looking around in wonder but now looking at his feet, a blush dusting his cheeks and he played with the bag in his hands.

He's so nervous. I guess most people would find their first time to be scary. I hope he doesn't change his mind, I'm not going to force him because they would make all my efforts so far completely useless.

Slowly, gently. Slowly, gently. He all but chanted the two words in his head as he opened the door to their hotel room.

Izaya didn't even look at the bed as he casually walked down into the small lounge area. The large floor to ceiling window gave him a nice view of the city, it was a really amazing view. He could see far into the horizon, if it was daytime he knew he'd be able to see Tokyo Bay.

"Ne, Mikado-kun come have a look at this." he calls to the teen who was standing almost frozen by the door. The teen set down the bag on the desk and joined Izaya in the lounge area.

"Wow." Mikado murmured breathlessly his blue eyes once again wide with wonder.

Unable to hold himself back, Izaya wrapped his arms around Mikado's waist from behind. Mikado jumped slightly and flushed as he looked up at the man. "I've been wanting to do this all day." Izaya rests his chin on the top of his lover's head.

"Who knew that not being able to hold someone's hand would be so difficult." He murmured quietly.

"Yeah." Mikado relaxed against Izaya's chest, "I wanted to hold your hand so badly the entire day."The teen admitted, "It's hard, not being a normal couple." Mikado murmured quietly.

Izaya hummed in agreeance and took his lover's hand, their fingers instantly intertwined tightly and Izaya gently brought the teen's hand to his lips, kissing his knuckles.

"Yeah, but I'm glad. I'm glad you came here to Tokyo with me. This was definitely the best date I've ever been on." Izaya said softly, he couldn't admit to the teen the only real dates he's ever been on was with him so it sounded a lot better than it really was.

"Yeah, though you scared me by going on the roller coaster first." Mikado teased playfully teased and Izaya laughed.

"It wasn't that bad." He kissed the top of the boy's head affectionately.

Mikado let out a lengthy content sigh and the room goes quiet for a moment before the teen speaks up again. "I-Izaya-san?"

"Yes, dear?"

"I-I'm kind of scared." Izaya frowned looking at his lover in the reflection of the window.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to." He said in a tone so gentle it surprised him as he rubbed his thumb over the back of the boy's hand.

"N-no, I want to do it." The teen said turning to look at Izaya, his eyes swimming with emotion.

"It's just…I looked it up…and what will happen to me…if it goes…in there…" Mikado's voice was barely a whisper, "I wanted to know how to…so I looked it up online…but…" Izaya could feel the boy's hands start to tremble and he felt a cold shiver go through him, a feeling he didn't really know rose in the depths of his stomach.

Izaya caressed the teen's face with his fingers. "I wouldn't do anything to harm you, you know that right? If things got too much or if you wanted to stop, I would." He said his voice firm with promise. Mikado's eyes searched his for any sign that the man was lying but found none.

"Mhm, I trust you Izaya-san." Mikado leaned into Izaya's hand, his eyes fluttered and he gazed at the man with affection. "I want to do it with you."

Izaya could feel his heart skip a beat, the teen looked utterly alluring. The cold feeling was gone replaced with a new feeling of excitement and joy. Izaya leaned in and kissed Mikado, their lips moving together in a closed mouth kiss.

Tonight! Tonight! I'll take him! I'll imprint myself in this beautiful body forever!

Mikado pulled away from the kiss. "D-do you want to take a bath first?" the teen asked shyly, he was so close that Izaya could feel Mikado's breath kissing his face.

"Why don't we go in together?' Izaya murmured huskily.

"U-um. B-but I have to...um-"

"It's okay, I know. I'll get out before you." Izaya gently cut him off and kissed his cheek. He knew Mikado had to get ready in a different way to him, the teen was going to be entered after all.

"Alright then." Mikado murmured blushing a nice shade of pink.

The bathroom was spacious with slate marble floors and walls. It had a traditional furo tub which was made from the same dark grey marble as the rest of the room.

Izaya undressed, placing his clothes on the vanity so they wouldn't get wet before stepping into the actual shower room. Mikado followed suit, the teen nervously covered himself with his hands despite the fact Izaya had already seen him naked quite a few time before.

Izaya turned on the shower, waiting a moment for it to heat up before taking a seat on one of the bamboo stools. He let out a pleased sigh as the hot water soaked his body, the water pressure was great. Mikado sat beside him allowing the water to dench his body as well.

Izaya looked over at the tub. It was such a nice bath, he glanced at the teen who looked up at him shyly. "Is it alright if I fill the bath? I'll only be in there for a bit." He asked his lover.

"Um. Okay." Mikado said watching as the man filled up the bath. "C-can I wash your back?" Mikado asked when the man sat back down.

Izaya looked at the boy surprised. "If you want." Izaya handed the teen the soap and Mikado smiled.

He really is like a little wife sometimes. Izaya smirked as Mikado's soaped up fingers rubbed his back.

Izaya grabbed the shampoo bottle, squeezing a small amount into his hand before working into his short black hair. As he closed his eyes to wash it out, the image of a soaped up Mikado came to mind.

Man, that would be so hot. He thought, rinsing the shampoo out of his hair.

"Thank you." He told the teen who had finished washing his back and the teen smiled, his eyelashes fluttering. Izaya soon finished cleaning himself and got into the tub. Allowing himself to relax in hot water as he watched Mikado shower.

Izaya licked his lips hungrily as he watched the water drip down Mikado's milky porcelain skin, he watched as the water flowed down his spine and disappeared into the crack of his round ass. Izaya could feel his body heat up just watching the teen bathe. Soon, Mikado had finished showering and started fidgeting, his blue eyes glanced nervously at Izaya.

Ah, that's my queue to leave. He pushed himself out of the bathtub with a smile. He planted a quick kiss on his lover's head once he was out.

"Take as long as you need." He purred sensually, Mikado shivered and his cheeks flushed darker as he gave a curt nod. The man grabbed one of the fluffy white bathrobes from the wall and put it on before leaving the shower room, gently closing the door behind him.

Izaya couldn't stop the huge grin that spread across his face as he left the room, grabbing his clothes on the way out.

Mikado-kun…is getting ready…only a little while to go! Izaya giddily dumped his clothes on the table that hid the TV - not caring about the electronic.

He fished into the pocket of his jeans retrieving the red velvet pouch that held the bracelet he had got the teen. I hope he likes it. It' s made for a girl after all so maybe he won't, maybe he'll get angry and think I'm trying to feminize him or something. I want him to wear it so badly…

Izaya slipped the secret gift into the pocket of his robe and ventured down to the lounge area.

He poured himself a drink of rum and cola from the mini bar and sat down on the chaise, stretching out his legs with a satisfied smile.

Cheers my lovely humans~ he held out his glass to the city below, his smile becoming a smirk and he sipped the half-strength drink.

This is going to be something none of you will never ever be able to see.

To be Continued Next Week - Double Upload!

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