So, here we go guys! It's 1 AM in the morning right now, I've got school in a a few hours and will be writing an important math test, but heck, I couldn't sleep, so yeah, I decided to finish this chapter and upload it! Sorry in advance for all the errors, I didn't check that carefully…
This chapter was written kind of rushed sometimes, sometimes I had to write between doing other tasks, just writing one sentence every 10 minutes, so sorry if it reads kinda strangely.
Oh, and one more thing: this chapter is kind of important because it helped me to figure out lots of stuff how to proceed with the story, also on the relationship of certain characters, but to be blunt:
Nothing much happens. Don't be disappointed.
Hopefully the next chapter will follow soon (if I find the time), because there is a lot I want to write in the next one!
I'll stop talking right now…
Enjoy!
Part 21 – "Amicus certus in re incerta cernitur."
"The reason I decided to marry you is because I love you."
He wasn't going to fall for that. There was no way he was going to believe such an obvious lie so easily. But then…why was his heart beating so rapidly now?
There was one thing Ryuugamine Mikado knew for sure. And that was, that he hated Izaya.
Mikado cursed the sly informant to hell for the umpteenth time that day as he tried to escape a group of self-declared 'IzaMika' fangirls. How did it all even end up like that? All he wanted to have was a normal, quiet day at school…
xxx
"Ne class rep…", the boy next to him addressed him again after the teacher had finally ended class.
I have a name, y'know…, the brunette thought quietly to himself, but decided to settle for a simple "Yes?"
The guy, whose name was Sato, as Mikado remembered now (well, it was something with S after all…) pointed at the brunette's neck. "You are missing your tie.."
Mikado sweatdropped. "Y-Yeah…I was in a hurry, so I must have forgotten it…", he lied with a barely convincing smile, fiddling with the collar of his cloth shirt uncomfortably.
Suddenly Sato's eyes widened, then the boy let out a small snicker. " Ryuugamine, you bad boy.."
Mikado just raised an eyebrow in confusion, but then realization suddenly dawned to him and a hand shot up to cover his neck. "I-It's not wha-..!", he started, but was interrupted by more of his classmates swarming around him and Sato.
"Ne-ne, what is it~?" "Ryuugamine showed up with hickeys on his neck again!" "No fair, why does that guy have a girlfriend and I don't?!"
Mikado sincerely wished he could just be swallowed by the ground right now, as his hair was ruffled, his collar tugged and his arm boxed while the boys teased him about his 'girlfriend'.
But what happened next made Mikado wish people would continue believing it was his rumored girlfriend, because that was still much better than –
"Don't be silly, boys!", a girl suddenly interrupted, her usual follow-up of giggling girls behind closely behind her. "Isn't it much likelier that Mika-chan's Husband did this~?", she declared triumphantly, pleased with the shocked and excited whispers that her comment elicited.
"Husband..? You mean that guy from the video? No way, that was just candid camera!"
The girl shook her head grinning. "Uh-uh. A friend of mine lives in Shinjuku, and she saw how that hot guy hugged Ryuugamine in the middle of the street then threw him over his shoulder and carried him away…It was so romantic!"
The group of girls squealed in delight, while all of the boys' eyes were directed at Mikado, who flushed dark red and let his head fall on his desk.
This is so humiliating…, he thought to himself, while the whispers and squeals got louder and more excited.
"So do you think those hickeys are too..?" "Yeah, I already thought it was odd that he was blushing all the time and getting all flustered..!"
"Don't worry, Ryuugamine-kun, we don't mind you being gay!"
"Kind of doesn't really surprise me…he is way too nice for a straight guy."
"Mika-chan!", the girl who caused Mikado's premise called out loudly, slamming a hand down on his desk, making the brunette jump startled. "There is something you really need to tell us!"
"W-what is it..?", he asked cautiously. Somehow he knew he didn't want to hear it.
"How is Iza-kun in bed~?"
Yep, he was right. He didn't want to hear it.
xxx
Mikado looked around the corner, letting out a sigh of relief as he saw that he had lost his pursuers. Sprinting the last meters to the school gates, he was so close to making his escape, until-
He ran face forward into something that felt like a brick wall.
Except that brick wall wore bartender clothing.
Azure hues blinked in confusion before glancing up to be met with the worried mocha eyes of his new blond friend. The strong man offered him a hand with an apologetic grin and mumbled a small "Sorry".
Mikado's spirits lifted immediately as he grasped Shizuo's hand and let the blond pull him up. He didn't really know why, but the kind debt collector always had such a soothing effect on him.
"Shizuo-san! Nice to see you…but what brings you here?", he asked, his confusion only rising when a slight blush swept over the taller male's face at his question.
Mikado couldn't help but find it somehow cute.
"A-ah yeah..uhm…I was kinda around anyways…so I just wanted to drop by..err.."
The brunette offered the blond man a bright smile.
"That's really nice of you.", he smiled, but the girls' voices behind him made him jump startled. Looking around nervously, he grabbed the bartender's hand and pulled him away from the school gates quickly.
"E-eh? Where are we goin' Mikado?", the puzzled brute asked as he was dragged through a crowd of people by the small brunette. He tried to not focus on the fact that he was more or less holding hands with the boy at the moment.
"Sorry, there are just some people at school I don't want to meet right now…", Mikado replied with an apologetic smile, now reducing his speed as he walked, but still grasping unto the taller male's hand as he guided him to the West Park.
Suddenly the teen realized what he was just doing and quickly released the other's hand, bowing in apology. "S-sorry, I just dragged you along without even asking if you have time..! I didn't want to interfere with your plans.."
Shizuo just smiled gently. He is still so formal…
"Don't fret it. I got always time for you."
xxx
So here they were. Two guys. A young highschool boy and a suspicious looking man in a bartender uniform.
Together in a café and feeding each other strawberry cheesecake. Totally not strange at all.
Okay, maybe this is strange after all…, the strong blond thought to himself, as he tried to will down his blush as he leaned forward to eat the strawberry the teen offered him on a fork.
Isn't this kind of…what couples do..?
Not that Shizuo had any experience in this field. His relationships never lasted long, mostly because of his ill-tempered nature and superhuman strength that simply scared people off.
It wasn't like Shizuo blamed them for leaving him. He could understand it, at least to some degree, why people avoided him like the plague when he went out; or why his girlfriends left him without a word after they witnessed him lifting a car off the ground or ripping out a signpost (to throw it after a certain raven-haired pest), because they were even too scared to openly break up with him.
What the blond brute couldn't quite understand was: Why was this scrawny kid, who looked so weak and frail Shizuo was sometimes scared of breaking him by accident, still by his side?
Just who exactly was Ryuugamine Mikado?
Now that he thought about it, he didn't really know much about the brunette teen.
He knew that he went to Raira Academy (Shizuo's former school) because his annoying best friend (he forgot the name, but hell, that kid could really get on someone's nerves) invited him to come to Ikebukuro.
He knew that Mikado was friends with Kadota and his gang and that he was also very close to Celty; and that the kid was on way too good terms with Orihara Izaya.
Shizuo couldn't suppress an irritated sigh when he thought of the annoying flea. The little pest who wouldn't stop showing his stupid face in Ikebukuro and pissing the blond man off.
And who was now married to the exact same teen that was now sitting in front of him.
He didn't even know what pissed him off more: that the flea was always trying to hinder their friendship, or that the flea was the whole cause of them becoming such good friends.
A soft voice ripped the strong man out of his thoughts.
"Shizuo-san, you aren't even listening to me, are you..?", the teen said with a small pout that looked simply adorable.
"Sorry, kid…", Shizuo laughed in apology, picking up his fork to stuff a piece of cake into the cute little mouth.
The teen just puffed his cheeks as he was muffled by the sweet treat, but his anger was only played, because seeing Heiwajima Shizuo being so happy and casual around him filled the brunette with gladness.
He was about to repeat what he said for the blond man again, when he was suddenly caught off-guard by the bartender taking a hold of his chin and leaning in slowly to clean off a bit of cream from the corner of the teen's mouth.
With his tongue.
"S-shizuo-san..!", Mikado stuttered in protest, unable to fight down the bright pink blush that dusted his cheeks at the blond's bold action.
The look of puzzled embarrassment on the teen's face just made Shizuo laugh more.
xxx
"…and that's pretty much why they were chasing me back then. So sorry I had to drag you along.."
Shizuo nodded in understanding. He himself knew pretty well how annoying it could be to be pestered by a so-called 'fujoshi' (who on top of all seemed to believe in a relationship between him and the flea and whose comments never failed to give Shizuo the urge to throw up).
He really felt miserable for the boy who now had to endure that kind of treatment everyday in school; and all just because of that perverted, child-molesting, annoying little…
"S-Shizuo-san..!", Mikado called out in shock.
The blond looked at his hand in surprise, which had crushed the teacup he had been holding without the man realizing.
"Haha..Sorry, happens to me all the time…", he apologized to the brunette, taking the handkerchief the teen offered him to wipe the hot tea off his hand.
But there was something else that was bothering the blond much more right now…
"Ne Mikado…", the man spoke up, voice settling to a more serious tone. "Did something happen between you and Izaya yesterday after I left..?"
Mikado flushed a bright red at the other male's question, memories that he had for now successfully pushed to the back of his mind started coming back to him vividly. He couldn't believe he did that kind of thing with Izaya-san…
But maybe…it was better to tell someone about it? After all, his mind was an utter chaos after those events and his emotions so confused…
Maybe if he told Shizuo-san about it all, the man would be able to tell him that it was definitely not 'love' he was feeling for that irresponsible maniac Informant.
After all, Shizuo-san was a very attractive man with a beautiful personality, of course he must have tons of experience in the field of relationships. (not that what he and Izaya were having could be a called a relationship…no way in hell!)
"Well…y-you see..there kind of..happened something..", he started, stumbling over his own words because of the embarrassment. He could feel his face blush flaring red as he continued, not daring to risk a glance at the other man who was just listening to him quietly.
Telling his new friend about that thing was embarrassing beyond limits, but Mikado felt relieved finally telling someone all that had been going on in his mind:
How his heart always seemed to skip a beat when the Informant looked at him.
How he was unable to sleep when the other male was lying beside him in bed and the raven's calm breath was ghosting over his neck…
How his head spun whenever the Informant was kissing him and how he couldn't help himself from responding;
How his body was burning up with every touch of the other male and he couldn't think clearly anymore.
And finally, that fluttering in his stomach and that strange sting in his heart when Izaya had told him he loved him.
Mikado looked up to meet the blond bartender's gaze. He flinched slightly when he saw the expression on the taller male's face; he couldn't quite decipher it all, but it looked like a mixture of anger, confusion, shock and disappointment.
"S-so…what do you think..?", the teen asked cautiously.
Shizuo's mocha brown eyes glanced away, avoiding the brunette's gaze as he spoke:
"Y'know…that sounds an awful lot like…you're in love with the flea."
xxx
"E-eh..? What..?"
"I'm saying you fell in love with that scum.", the blond growled. He really wished he wouldn't have to have that conversation right now. He clenched his fist in anger; he'd really like to sink it into that flea's face right now.
Mikado shook his head vigorously at the man's words, despite his face flushing a dark shade of red.
"T-That can't be it..! I-I hate that guy! He just does whatever he pleases, never taking into consideration what consequences it has for me! He is selfish, crazy, psychotic, a complete sadist and pervert and…and…!"
The brunette sank back in his chair with an irritated sigh; he didn't even realize he had jumped up during his angered rambling. "I-It can't be…", he whispered quietly, the desperate tone in the boy's voice catching the blond man off-guard.
"Mikado…", the bartender addressed the teen now more softly.
"It just can't be..", the brunette continued quietly. "Because…that would be just plain stupid, wouldn't it..? A-after all..he is just playing with me..he'll throw me away as soon as he gets bored…"
Mikado didn't even realize he was crying until a soft hand cupped his face, the man's thumb wiping away the boy's tears gently, before forcing the brunette to look at him.
"L-listen, kid..", Shizuo started nervously. "Let me tell you one thing: as despicable as that little flea might be, and don't matter what a sick and twisted mind he has…"
The strong man took a deep sigh, before forcing out the following:
"…e-even someone like him wouldn't joke around if it's about l-love. And especially when it's someone as precious as you.."
He didn't even know himself why he was defending that stupid flea. Maybe it was because he couldn't stand seeing that confused and hurt look in the boy's blue eyes. Maybe it was because he knew deep inside that what he was saying was true.
Maybe it was just to see that beautiful, shy, insecure smile that showed on the teen's face at his words.
"P-plus…", the blond continued, a small blush forming on his features as he spoke, while trying to avoid the boy's gaze. "..y-you don't even know if you are really in love with him! Don't jump into conclusions so quickly, kid! You are too green behind the ears to even know what love is!"
He ruffled the teen's brunette locks roughly, before settling to stare out of the window with a pout, pretending he didn't notice how hot his face felt and how happy the boy's bright laughter made him.
Oh Shizuo, you giant idiot..you are just digging your own grave…
xxx
Mikado had absolutely no clue whatsoever how he always managed to get into those kind of situations.
What situation, you ask?
Well, for example the situation of encountering his 'husband' on the street while being cradled in the arms of the persons he had just told about his possible feelings for said husband just a few minutes ago.
And just a few moments later, being sandwiched between the 2 strongest and most dangerous men in Ikebukuro who happened to be mortal enemies and were now busy shouting at each other in the middle of the street.
Yep, karma can be a moody bitch sometimes.
How it all happened:
Shizuo and Mikado exiting the café together after realizing all the others customers were staring at them. Shizuo and Mikado crossing the street.
Enter a huge truck speeding over the crosswalk as if red traffic lights are just decoration.
Shizuo pulling Mikado away in last second and preventing the teen from adorning the pavement as huge red splat.
And now enter an annoying informant running into Shizuo holding the still shocked and breathless Mikado in his arms.
Setting for misunderstandings – perfect.
"Shizu-chan, would you by any chance mind taking your dirty paws off my wife..?"
"I-Izaya-san..? W-wait, it isn't what it looks like..!"
"Oi flea, didn't I tell you to not show your ugly face in Ikebukuro again?!"
"Oh, so you want me out of here so you can molest my cute little Mikado-kun~? Sorry, but that's not happening."
"I-Izaya-san..! Put that knife away…!"
"This time, I'm killing you for sure, scum!"
"Just try, Shizu-chan~ I'll cut you into shreds..!"
Mikado gasped as he was suddenly crushed between two strong bodies as Izaya aimed his knife directly at Shizuo's carotid while the blond man tried to bring his hand around the raven's throat to strangle him.
Both males only stopped when the teen between them suddenly forced out:
"S-stop..I-I..can't..bre..athe…"
Glaring the other, the two men stepped away from each other, both wearing a displeased scowl.
"So, what was that just now..?", the raven asked the bartender harshly.
"I just pulled him away from a truck, you over-possessive flea…!", the blond man bit back at the informant, hand twitching I want for a sign pole to smash it into the flea's face…
"Is that true, Mikado..?", Izaya asked the brunette, tilting the boy's chin up to meet the teen's gaze.
The young Dollars Leader nodded quickly, willing down the blush that wanted to spread on his face at being touched by the raven haired man.
Grudgingly, the raven put away his flickblade, growling: "Fine, I'll let you off the hook this time, Shizu-chan. But stay away from him in the future."
"What's that supposed to mean?!", the blond spat back, grabbing the raven haired Informant by the collar. "Don't act like Mikado is your possession..!"
"Why not?", the madman grinned back, placing his knife once again at the blond brute's throat. "Mikado is mine."
Shizuo jerked the other male slightly up by his shirt, not even flinching from the way the man's blade started cutting his skin. "Stop talking shit! Just because you forced him into this stupid marriage doesn't mean he is automatically yours..!"
Izaya showed the strong imbecile a sickly sweet smile. "Oh, he is mine. Because I love him." With that he dug the sharp blade of his knife deeper in the other's flesh, ignoring the fact that his feet now barely touched the ground any longer because he was being held up by the bartender clad brute gripping his shirt.
Shizuo just scoffed at that. "Pff…as if you even knew what love is. Your sick and twisted brain isn't even capable of something like that! A-and…Mikado deserves better than that!"
The last comment caught the raven's interest. "Oh? Is that so~?", he asked, raising an eyebrow. "And who does Mikado deserve then? You?"
The slight blush and series of stutters by the blond that followed Izaya's comment were almost hilarious to watch. "A-Anyways!", Shizuo countered when he finally regained his composure. "At least I know how to take care of Mikado! I know him better than you!"
The informant just laughed at that. "Do you really think that~? I know Mikado's darkest secret and his hidden, corrupted personality~"
"Well, but Mikado talks to me whenever he has problems! I am much closer to Mikado then you'll ever be!", the debt collector declared, grabbing o hold of the teen's wrist and pulling the boy closer to himself.
Izaya's laughter turned into a displeased scowl, as he gripped Mikado's other wrist and pulled the brunette closer to him instead.
"Oh trust me, I have been closer to Mikado than you will ever be~ I know his sensitive spots, I can make him moan with just a simple touch~"
The last part the raven almost purred with a mischievous smirk that once again made a rose blush bloom on the teen's features.
Shizuo just growled in response, tugging the brunette closer to him again.
"That's just because Mikado is a fucking innocent virgin and you just happened to be a pervert who took advantage of him! There's nothing special about that!"
Auburn eyes furrowed in a glare as they stared into moccha ones, the raven haired maniac pulling the young Dollars leader back to his side.
"If you think you are so much better fitted for Mikado than I am, why don't we ask Mikado-chan himself then?"
Suddenly, two pairs of eyes were directed at the teen who was still dazed by the two strongest men of Ikebukuro playing tug-o-war with his body.
"You have to choose!", the two males spoke simultaneously, both tightening their grip around the boy's wrist.
Mikado looked around between the blond brute and the raven haired informant.
Just how do I always get in those kinds of situations..?
xxx
Okay, maybe they should have thought this through a little better. Hell, maybe they should have thought at all.
This is what Heiwajima Shizuo and Orihara Izaya thought as they stood perplexed on the sidewalk, staring after a certain brunette highschool student who had left them standing there after calling them 'idiots' and slapping them hard.
"I think we might have screwed up, y'know…", the blond brute said, holding his swollen cheek.
The raven haired informant gave the other male a deadpan look, hand covering the bright red bruise on his face. "No shit, Sherlock."
xxx
Ryuugamine Mikado was pissed. And not the kind of pissed you are when you find out someone ate your last pudding. (in disregard of the Shizuo-Kasuka-case now…)
It was the kind of pissed that makes you want to send your online color gang after those stupid idiots because they deserve no better. Even though you know no normal humans would probably stand a chance against them..
Seriously, what the hell was that?! Not only did they pull me around like I was just a toy they were fighting over, but they had to yell those embarrassing things in the middle of the street…!
Mikado sighed as he currently sat on the floor in his best friend's apartment and blocked out the dyed-blonde's lecture about staying away from certain people, and how he had warned him all along, and so on.
If he was honest with himself, the fact that probably bothered him the most was that he himself knew that things couldn't work out the way they were now.
He had to choose:
His new friend on whose side he felt as comfortable and secure as with no one before…
…or the guy who could send his heart aflutter with just a simple glance and completely occupied his mind.
The teen let out a deep sigh again.
This surely wasn't easy.
xxx
As the brunette teen sprinted to school with a slice of bread stuffed in his mouth as only breakfast and desperately trying to fix his tie while running, he got a small insight in the life of his best friend Kida Masaomi.
That apparently included not even bothering with something trivial as alarm clocks, not keeping any foods in the house except for junk food (and bread) and living in such a mess that it was almost impossible to even see the floor. Latter fact caused the brunette to fall on his face at least six times this morning as he tripped over Kida's belongings in an attempt to get to school in time.
But even so, he was really thankful to the hyper-active blonde for letting him stay over at such a short notice. He certainly didn't feel like returning to Izaya-san's apartment that evening.
He knew he had to face the other man sooner or later; but he just didn't know how to.
His feelings still were a complete mess; how could he meet the informant now?
Not when his heart was already thumping in his chest like crazy at the mere thought of the raven haired male…
More importantly, he was still mad at that guy! Not only did he not allow Mikado any private life whatsoever by always appearing out of nowhere…but telling him who he was allowed to be friends with and who not! Now that he thought about it, he should have slapped that guy more than once.
And Shizuo too! Even though some of the things he said weren't that wrong…
Mikado pondered for a moment.
Was he maybe really just feeling like that for Izaya-san because he was the first person to ever do things like that to him?
It was one possible explanation…
But why was it just Izaya-san then? When Shizuo had licked away the cream from his mouth yesterday in the café…of course, he had been embarrassed; but his heart hadn't been racing in his chest as it did whenever the raven haired Informant touched him.
Argh, what should he do?!
The teen shook his head in irritation, continuing on his way to school, when he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist and pulled into an alleyway.
Mikado was just about to fight back, when all of a sudden he was pulled into an embrace.
Ah, he'd recognize that scent anywhere, a vanilla fragrance mixed with the smell of tobacco.
"Shizuo-san..?", the brunette mumbled against the taller male's vest.
The strong arms around him just tightened, the bartender's nose nuzzling into his neck.
"I'm sorry, Mikado. I hate it when you're mad at me…", the strong man whispered against his skin, making the small boy giggle slightly from the tickling sensation.
Shaking his head softly, Mikado brought his hands up to rest against the blonde's broad chest.
"You don't need to apologize; I'm not really mad at you…", he admitted, allowing himself to snuggle his face into the soft fabric of the taller male's clothes and listening to the calm heartbeat he could hear beneath it.
Ah, Shizuo-san always makes me feels so at ease…
"I was just confused, and upset…and I realized that you were right. Izaya-san is just playing around, after all; but that's fine with me..it's not like I care for that guy anyways..", the teen whispered quietly, hiding his face from the other's searching gaze.
His attempt were futile as the stronger man grasped his chin gently to tilt the boy's head up, forcing him to meet the blonde's mocha gaze.
"Don't lie around, Mikado. I can tell by your face. You have been thinking about him all the time, haven't you..?", Shizuo stated in a matter-of-fact voice, a knowing look in his eyes.
Mikado blushed bright red, looking away quickly. The bartender just hit the nail on the head, but the teen didn't want to admit it.
"Oh s-shut up…"
Shizuo just laughed softly, before running a hand tenderly trough the boy's brunette locks.
"Just don't be too hard on him, okay..? It really seems like…that flea's in love in with you."
"W-wha…Don't joke around, Shizuo-san..! Y-You said it yourself, didn't you? That guy doesn't even understand what love is..!"
What Shizuo just said definitely didn't make his heart beat ten times faster. It certainly wasn't thrumming in his chest now. No way.
The blond in bartender clothing made a face at his following words as if he just bit on a bitter pill.
"J-Just because you don't understand something, doesn't mean you can't feel it. That little scum claims he knows everything, but he has no idea himself how far gone he really is.."
"D-don't..!", the teen interrupted the debt collector harshly, clasping a hand over the man's mouth; but Shizuo could feel it tremble slightly against his mouth and the way the teen's face was flushed up to his ear tips gave the boy away.
Don't get my hopes up…
Shizuo removed the brunette's hand gently, letting out a small sigh as he looked at the high school student.
"Of course that doesn't mean that I agree of that flea..! My advice is still: don't trust anything that guy says, stay out of trouble and…keep your virginity safe."
"S-Shizuo-san!"
xxx
Mikado smiled quietly to himself after he saw the other man off. He was really glad to have a friend such as Shizuo-san. He did his best to support Mikado and put him at ease, even if it meant dealing with his nemesis more than he liked to.
And the dark bags under the debt collector's eyes didn't go unnoticed by the teen. The blond must have come directly from a night shift.
Putting aside his hatred for my sake..Shizuo-san is really mature. If I could just say the same of Izaya, that idiot…
Mikado sighed as he took his seat in the back of the classroom, ignoring the comments and whispers of his fellow class mates and newly founded fanclub.
He just wanted class to start, so something could take his mind off…that person.
Just why did he always end up thinking about him all day? That surely wasn't healthy…
The brunette closed his eyes to shut out the noise around him, desperately awaiting the bell to ring and the teacher to arrive.
A mind-numbingly boring class off math would hopefully occupy his thoughts for a while.
Finally the shrill sound of the bell announced the start of the period, and the opening of a door gave the signal for the class to stop chattering.
Yes, he certainly wouldn't think about that guy for the next few hours.
Or so the teen thought.
Until an all too familiar voice ripped him out of his daydream.
"My, my~ if that isn't Mikado-kun's class. Nice to meet you, I am Orihara Izaya…Mikado's husband. And by the looks of it, I will be your math teacher for today~!"
Mikado's eyes shot open.
You gotta be kidding me.
Oh boy…what a messy chapter! I wouldn't be surprised if this confused you, I was kind of confused too, when I wrote this, haha xD
BTW...the credit for Shizuo's and Izaya's fight over Mika-chan goes to 'IceDragon' :)
Shizuo and Mikado have a strange kind of relationship, don't they..? Oh well…but I hope you could tell that Shizuo is really caring for Mikado
Yes, Izaya showed up in Mikado's class. 'Why?' 'How?' 'What will happen next?', you ask?
Well, ain't no other way to find out but waiting for the next chapter! Hehehe…
I wonder if anyone is still reading this story..? it's been quite some time since I started this and I'm kind of being a dick author from time to time, aren't I? xD
Well, whoever is still reading this and didn't run away after this strange/boring chapter, tell me your opinion!
And look forward to more!
I will try my best to update on 'Unmei no Natsu – Summer of Fate' too…
Anywhoozles. I will see you guys in the next chapter!
Tons of Love and Promise of more IzaMika Sweetness to come,
KnuxadowManiac~