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I hope you continue to support me as I continue to write this erm...story (if I can call it that...)

Anyhoo, just a short explanation, I'm only planning to have the prologue through Mikado's POV while the rest is third person. So if you thought it was going to just use Mikado's POV the whole time, I'm sorry I fooled you. I just thought it would be easier to explain the situation if I used the world through Mikado's eyes. I'm planning have things happening where Mikado isn't there so it's a little hard to stick with just his point of view...

Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara! or it's characters, and I'm fine with that, I just hope I can read more about it from Narita's brilliant work.

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"Mikado~! You there?" waiting outside of a run down apartment, Kida Masaomi had tried to summon out his friend for the fourth time. "Odd... guess he's not home."muttering to himself, while questioning why his friend had gone ahead without him to school. The teenager, with his raging harmones, found the his thoughts settle on one thing-girls.

Could he have possibly went ahead hoping to have some Super Secret Lovey Dovey time with some girl alone? … come to think of it, he has had his eyes on the erotic Anri-chan... Maybe he's trying to impress her by coming earlier and do something like...i dunno... help with the desks?

The boy mused over his thoughts, before he cracked a large smile.

"Well, he can't have all the fun now, can he?" with that last thought, the boy rushed to school with plans to disrupt his best friend's morning.

When he came close to the school, he noticed no other than Anri Sonohara searching for someone in front of the school gate. When she caught sight of him, she immediately ran to him.

"Ah, Anri-chan~ were you looking for me like I was looking for you?" "Yes, Kida-ku-"before she could finish, she was cut off by her eccentric friend. "Ah-, it must be fate, but then again, it's expected for someone who walks the path of popularity." "Umm..." "Ah, I almost feel almost unfair for someone like me to compete with ... speaking of which, wear is he? Could he have possibly left you here since he found some-" "K-KIDA-Kun!" shouted a rather upset Anri, before a small "...sorry" followed. "Eh? What is it?" A rather troubled Anri is cute too, but that besides the point. For something to bother her that much...must be pretty serious. He waited quietly for the girl to continue."Umm... it's Mikado-kun... h-he's disappeared!" "...What?" the smile Kida had on his face was wiped off completely. Noticing that she was getting his full attention, she continued, "we were stuck in the middle of a fight yesterday, and he got hurt really badly. I went to get help but...!" Her voice quickened with anxiety, "But!...When I returned, h-he wasn't there!"

An alarm went on in the boy's head. He needed to take action quickly. "Where was this fight?" Anri answered quickly, sensing the desperation in her friend's voice. Knowing where he needed to be, he dashed off, nearly running into his fellow students. Cries of "Hey, where are you going Kida?"and "School's about to start!" were heard, but they faded away as Kida continued to travel farther and farther from the school.

"Come on, come on!...Pick up! Dammit...!" It had been the thirteenth time he called. He was hoping that his friend went through a 180 degree change and has just decided to go somewhere on a whim and was just avoiding calls for attention... or something like that. Kida noticed he was well running out of ideas. Arriving at the street that Anri mentioned, he took a quickly scanned the area with eyes strained to catch any trace of his missing friend.

Something desturbing caught his glance. There was a familiar smear on the ground, a sign Kida had grown to know quite well with over the years. The sight of dried blood was something he remembered while he still lead the Yellow Scarves. He didn't want to think of something as unpleasent as the past, but it assured him that just because there is a such a mark in the place Mikado had gotten stuck in the fight, doesn't mean that it had to be Mikado's. It could have been from a fight that had happened ages ago after all. It could also have been from does actually involved in the fighting. The boy tried to assure himself, but a small voice in his head told him that it also didn't mean that it couldn't have been his friend's either.

Kida pushed the thought aside and continued his search, and to his disappointment found nothing that told anything that told him of his friend's disappearance. He knew it would have been fruitless to ask the people around about the fight, since most people would try to avoid being in such an incident. Sighing, he sat down before dialing his friends number, not really expecting him to pick up.

-Vrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-*

Hmm? Could that be? The sound familiarily close, straining his ears, he made his way to the noise. What he found only spiked his panic. There, under a store's advertisement sign was his friend's cellphone with it's red hue. Kida knew very well that his friend was fond of his phone. After all, he always seemed to be using it when Kida was flirting to nearby girls. Come to think of it, he never seemed to enjoy the activity, wait- what am I thinking? Kida mentally slapped himself back to concentration.

If his friend had dropped his phone here than it was very unlikely that he was brought to a hospital or a police station. Kida probed his mind for answers. After all, Mikado would probably ask for it as soon as he noticed it was missing. Then where could he-

For some reason, an unpleasent piece of gossip crossed his mind. He heard rumors lately that in town people had starting to go missing...and were never found.. Kida started to dread his conclusion. Could he have possibly been...KIDNAPPED?

In a dark room, afternoon light has began to slip through the blinds, stirring a figure underneath some blankets. With more movement, the sheets slipped to reveal a boy with a childish face. The boy frowned slightly while rub the sandman's dust out of his eyes. Finally satisfied, he opened his rather reddish eyes; evidence of his past bawling. He looked around the room in his dazed state. Finding a rather plain yet well maintained bedroom in front of him.

...Eh? This isn't my home? No- wait I'm in Ikebukuro now aren't I?...but even if I am, I shouldn't be here in someone else's house! As the boy began to panic, he searched for answers within his memories of the day before. Maybe Sonohara-san or someone else was able to help me? The boy's panic began to subside, but it quickly rose again with, But then I would be in the hospital wouldn't I?

In his panic, he rose up only to lay back down just as quickly as a jolt of pain ran through his body. "Oww!" the Mikado carefully raised himself, pushed the blankets away to see the damage, wincing slightly at the stinging his wounds were giving him. Examining himself, his body didn't seem to have been battered up badly. Only a few small scratches and a few bruises were there to tell the story of the ordeal he went through. But he became distressed when his eyes looked at the condition of his right leg was in. Apparently, couldn't walk without help anymore. He noticed that he had been bandaged and casted pretty well, at least from Mikado's medically trained point of view.*

Whoever did it seemed like a professional at it. Maybe I'm in good hands? Mikado hoped, after all someone who planned to do something terrible to him wouldn't go through the trouble of healing him would they?...whoever "they" are...

"Ah, I see your awake!" a cheerful voice startled Mikado out of his thoughts. He turned to the source of the voice finding it to belong to a man wearing a lab coat. Mikado nodded slowly as the rather lively man approached him. "Now let's see here," the man positioned his glasses before examining Mikado's wounds. "Hmm, most of your wounds were pretty light and would probably heal easily enough in a short amount of time, but that leg of yours...well sorry to say, that you'll just have to stay here for a few weeks so I can see if it's healing properly." The man finishing his diagnosis, looked up to find the boy looking at him cautiously. "Ah! I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Kishitani Shinra."informed the man called Shinra as he held out a hand which Mikado timidly shook. "Umm, my name is Ryuugamine Mikado, pleased to meet you. But... um, where would "here" be?"

The doctor looked at Mikado before coming up with an answer that seemed rather... unprofessional. "Hmm? It would my home, in other words...Mine and Celty's love nest!" he said it with such a wide smile, Mikado was pretty sure his face would split. "It's a nice looking home." Mikado commented, unsure of what to say to the man's latter part of his explanation. "It is, but it wouldn't be anywhere near as nice if Celty wasn't living her in the-" the man continued on with his rambling. Mikado gave a small smile at the man's enthusiasm. He's a little odd, but he seems nice,thought Mikado as he started relaxing. In fact, his enthusiasm reminded him of... Masomi! I should give him a call! Reaching into his pocket, he noticed his phone was missing. Rather disheartened on how much he was going to have to save for a new one, he sighed before turning to the man who had finally stopped praising his precious Celty.

"Ah sorry, it seemed that I got carried away with my lovey-dovey talk" "Ah no, I just wanted to ask if I can use your phone?" "Sure, your parents must be worried by now, Mikado-kun seems like an obedient child after all." "No, my parents don't know about what happened, I came to this city because of a friends invitation. I just need to call him to let him know I'm alright." Shinra nodded, I'll go get bring it here, we can't have you walking with that leg now, can we?" with that he left the room to return with a phone.

After handing the phone, the man plopped himself down in a nearby chair. Watching the as he chatted with his friend. Expressions of happiness and relief crossed the teens face as he talked to his close friend. Shinra became rather amused when a rather flustered looking Mikado changed his expression to a blank stare, with overheards words of "Huh? Why would they do something like-", "Anri was-" and "...Masaomi is that all you think about?" were heard. It all ended when Mikado with a sigh handed the phone back to Shinra,who barely heard him mutter "Kida-kun is an idiot."

"Wah, you must be close friends, do you go to the same school?...it's a middle school right?" "Eh? No, it's a high school. We both go to Raira High school." the flustered boy tried to correct him as quickly as possible. "Haha, I know, I know, I'm just joking. In fact, I went to Raira myself along with Izaya and Shizuo. How nostalgic, makes me remember when we were all young and green."

The boy looked rather astounded, it seemed like the doctor knew the two quite well. If he knew who had done this to him, then... possibly? "U-ummm, excuse me, but...who was the one who brought me here?" "Ah, that would be Shizuo! To have been caught in between Shizuo-kun and Izaya-kun's fight, what a stroke of bad luck! You are actually pretty lucky, that vending machine could have killed you; squishing you flat instead of just your leg." Though the man was stating an unfortunate fact, the smile he still carried on his face made Mikado wonder if he had really meant it. "Gave you quite a suprise didn't he? After all, he's the one I know who has the most contradicting name." Mikado nodded in agreement, remembering the the violent incident that had nearly got him killed. "Ah yes, come to think of it, he's coming to check up on you tommorow." Mikado froze, What? Why? What if he's upset that I got in his way? Mikado wasn't sure if he wanted to meet the man despite how "different" he was. Mikado had longed for the abnormal but after the recent event, he was wondering if he was biting more than he could chew.

Shinra didn't seem to notice Mikado's worried face as he continued to go on talking. "Hmm, at the moment, Shizuo is probably talking to Celty somewhere on a bench. Ah, she's in really good terms with him, it makes me really jealous sometimes." Shinra sighed before slumping his shoulders to whine, "Ah~, I want to go to the park with Celty too! Maybe some passerby would look at us and-" the doctor was once again stuck in a phase where he would continue his affectionate talk about his beloved Celty.

The next morning, Mikado woke up with his eyelids still heavy with sleep. It seemed that no matter how interesting the underground doctor's prattles were, Mikado was too tired to stay awake and had fallen asleep unknowingly sometime while the man was still talking. Looking around in a daze, he tried to remember what he was dreaming about. Ah yes, he had busied his head with thoughts of the bartender in his sleep. Whether it ended in a dream or a nightmare, the boy couldn't remember. But that did not matter...for today...whether he wanted to or not, he would meet the man in this reality.

*Honestly, I do not know exactly what sound is used to describe a vibrating cellphone...

* In the novel, Narita described Mikado to be able to bandage expertly that someone could mistake him for a class health representative.

Well, that would be another chapter done! (It soo long! T.T) Please keep sending your lovely reviews, as a beginner, I'm still not really sure if I'm doing okay. Your support is very much needed!

Ah, I'm going to be moving to a new house soon, so I'm going to try to finish another chapter before I do. So I could give you guys something to read while I'm busy packing and unpacking...