AN: Okay guys I feel like this chapter is complete and utter crap. I will take criticism if its helpful and not insultive, be a little easy on me. I tried my best to at least make this chapter decent. I know its not very long either, but I was rushed in a way for this. I wanted to get it on here May the 4th, Izaya's birthday, but unfortunately, I couldn't. So yeah, just...just let me know how I did..
Disclaimer: I don't own Drrr! But you all should know this by now. So I probably wont put the disclaimer in the next chapter.
Warning: If you haven't already notcied by now this is boyxboy, so, bewarned to those who don't want to continue further. There will be smut, possible..ummm...violence? Idk...e.e
The young Raira student turned his head at the praise, then his eyes widened, returning to their normal nature, "I'm gonna be late!" He yelped out in surprise, letting the pipe fall to the ground, and clatter into the approaching silent night.
Now it was Izaya's turn to turn his head at the young boy's outburst, "For what?"
"The party everyone was throwing for me!" He flailed. He started to run off but was halted to a stop when a hand grabbed the back of his uniform pulling him back.
"You're going to go looking like that~" Izaya chuckled as his eyes wandered up and down the boy.
"What's so wrong with…." he trailed off as his eyes wandered, finally noticing all of the blood splattered across his uniform, and realizing that the cut he had above his left eye was still bleeding, "…oh…"
"We could always go to my place…." the informant squinted his eyes with a smirk leaving the suggestion hanging in the air.
"Yeah, like I'd let THAT happen again," the Dollar's leader replied quickly while his eyes gleamed in accusation as he recalled the so-called unlonely Valentine's Day.
"Awwww, but Mikado-kun~" Izaya pouted. He came over putting his arm over the boy's bloody shoulder. "Pleeeaaaaassseeee?~"
"No." the Dollar's leader commanded simply. He grabbed Izaya's hand by the fingers and flung it off of his shoulder. He started to walk in the direction of his apartment muttering about the trouble he'd have to go through with changing his clothes, and the fact that it was his one and only good school uniform. Izaya all the while just smirked as he watched the boy's back get further and further. I'll see you when you've changed then…He walked, no, more as skipped in the opposite direction with his still oh-so famous smirk plastered on his face.
Mikado sighed in frustration as he shut the door to his apartment, locking it, then slipped his key into his pocket. As he was walking down the stairs while texting Masaomi he didn't seem to notice the dark clouds hovering over him in the sky, suggesting pouring rain. After receiving a text from Masaomi that it was fine if he was a little late he sighed in relief, only to be met with a sudden resulting clap of thunder, causing him to jump slightly, dropping his phone in the process. It fell with a resounding thud that seemed as though the whole world could have heard it, yet the only on who did was Mikado, and the silent street ahead of him. Reaching to retrieve his cell he stopped midway as he heard footsteps coming up on him, for the second time tonight, though this time it was only one pair. He was pretty sure he had a hunch on to whom it was though.
His eyes didn't even need to see before knowing it was Izaya. "Well, hello again Orihara-san," he said grimly turning to look into crimson-red eyes.
The man chuckled sharply replying, "And yet you still do not call me by my first name. Why is that Mikado-kun?" he grinned shoving his hands in his pockets and leaning in towards the boy's face. "And I thought we were just sooo close~" he grinned devilishly.
"And what exactly made you think this?" Mikado murmured under his breath.
All the man could do was reply with a low chuckle before walking in a circle around the boy studying him as though a botanist would a plant, or a veterinarian would do so to an injured animal, as though, he was searching for something of a sort. "So, Mikado-kun how is your face then?" The Dollar's leader's hand instantly flew straight up to cover up his left eye as he glared at the man from his right pupil, only receiving another low chuckle in return. "And, it seems as though your clothes have been changed to something suitable as well, going to your birthday party hmmm..?" he spoke quietly into Mikado's ear. How did he know it was my birthday? I don't recall mentioning it in front of him, all I did was mention a party, not my birthday party…..
"And so," the informat said as he hopped over in front of Mikado on one leg, dropping onto both once he was standing in front of the boy, "how was I supposed to get you a present if you didn't tell me? I had to find out the hard way." he pouted. Figured…
"If you'll excuse me," Mikado said sternly attempting to push the crimson-eyed man out of his way, only to have the informant grab his arm and whip him around to the man's face. His eyes widened when he realized that a knife was straight in front of his face, pointing at the tip of his nose. He gulped in fear realizing how the tables had turned against him so quickly. He heard a low chuckle from Izaya as the knife was lowered to his neck, and pressed against his skin hard enough to cause a few small drops of blood to fall.
"I'm afraid you can't leave until I have given you your present Mikado-kun, so.." he yanked the boy out from the middle of the deserted street into a nearby alley between two large buildings of little notice. Mikado gasped as he was slammed into a brick wall, hard, hitting the spot precisely where he'd been whacked with the metal pipe earlier that night. His hands clawed at the man's sleeves as he grasped for any little slip or tiny sliver of air that he could manage to suck into his lungs. His eyes pleaded as he entered the stage of desperation, to be let go, but his wishes weren't granted. Izaya took the moment of confusion as a chance to take the hand holding his knife and use his fingernails to dig into the scar above the boy's eye to scratch it till it bled, causing Mikado to wince, trying to hold in his yelp of pain. Still not satisfied, Izaya took the knife and ran it under Mikado's freshly worn shirt, ripping it open upward, then sliding the knife lightly across the boy's chest, but yet still hard enough to make him bleed. This time all he received was a whimper from the small body under him. Mikado bit his lip, trying not to make any noises possible as the informant resulted to making small but slightly noticeable cuts across him, desperately trying to get any noise in response, though all the while keeping a calm demeanor. Diamond aqua-blue eyes squeezed shut tightly as another ripple of pain was sent through Mikado, causing him to cry out finally in pain, giving Izaya the chance to chuckle with a winning smirk before crushing his mouth against the other's. Tongues battled out for dominance, one at an attempt to pushing the other out, and the other trying to gain entrance. Eventually Izaya succeeded in dominance, letting his tongue glide around the boy's mouth, taking in every flavor, wrapping his tongue around the other's muscle, running across every tooth.
Once they both finally parted, there was a brief pause of silence where both males gasped for air. Izaya chuckled deeply as he saw Mikado's flushed red face, leaning in he started to lick up the blood dripping from the boy's cuts, making sure to be extra slow about it. Wincing, the Raira student tried his best to calm himself, though his plan was failing miserably. His eyes shot open in pain though when Izaya bit into his neck, hard. When had he even moved to my neck? Hes no vampire, but he doesn't exactly have flat teeth either…
He gritted his teeth as hard as he could, until they started to cry out in pain, just hoping he could wish away all of the pain. This was a birthday present? More of torture than anything else…Crimson eyes studied the small body frame in front of him, plotting their next move, taking in the beautiful sight of the boy in front of them, covered in blood and bruises, flushed and panting, yet still, he wasn't beautiful enough was he?
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