Happily ever after

Shizuo roused with a warmth in his heart and a weight on upon his chest. Cracking an eye open he caught sight of black fur sticking up like an angry cat. With a small smile he lifted one lazy arm from his lover's back. Distracting himself from negative thoughts biding their time, Shizuo gently patted the fluffy points marvelling at the teen's bed head. He hadn't thought Mikado would ever take off the skewed cut wig.

"...good morning, Shizuo." The raven smiled lifting his head to look at him with sparkling blue eyes with the depth of the ocean.

"Good morning." The blonde returned the smile. Or at least he hoped he did. Izaya was still a hefty weight anchoring his happiness down. The reminder was hidden under a loose button down he had worn to alleviate the worries Mikado professed. "You want breakfast?"

"Does that involve me letting go?" The teen asked softly.

"Fraid so." Shizuo mumbled lazily.

"Not hungry." Mikado muttered head on his chest.

"Yeah." Shizuo smiled craning his head to place a kiss on the raven's crown. "Me neither. A bath then?" The afterglow was pleasantly blissful. That would change when they were fully awake. Their bodies were slick with perspiration, the covers a corner gripping to the teen's back, in an urge not to fall from the bed.

"If you carry me." Mikado murmured in discomfort. Shizuo quelled the pang of guilt.

"Sorry."

The teen furrowed his brows, stretching to place a kiss on his lips. "Don't be." Smaller hands touched his forearm. "I'll work on my stamina."

Shizuo ruffled the teen's hair, bringing his arms down to circle the smaller male's back. "Mikado-"

"You've lost some muscle."

"I didn't have much to begin with." Shizuo shrugged letting the teen squeeze his arm.

"Not bulky. Firm. Your arms were sinewy and like steel."

Shizuo offered a small grin. "Steel. Huh? You make me sound like a superhero."

Blue eyes bore into his own. "You're my superhero."

"Can't be much of one." Shizuo sighed. Mikado's perception of him was all wrong. He should know the truth. Should know that Izaya was his hero.

"I believe in you. That's all that matters."

It didn't help. Shizuo hissed at the pain berating his chest. The punishment grew hot a reminder of his sin. His nails twitched like talons, ready to score his flesh until Izaya's name ran red.

"I can't imagine you in lycra."

Shizuo blinked backtracking to the teen's words. "Lycra?"

"Yeah. You'd need to pick something else. But a material that shows your muscles and your behind." Mikado blushed wildly still continuing to talk.

"You're a weird one kid. That your fantasy or something?"

"No. It was a dream I had once."

Shizuo drew his hands together touching the soft rump within reach. "An innocent dream I hope." He knew it was. Mikado was very vocal if it was a wet dream. Izaya told them in great detail his dreams. Ah. Izaya. He had wronged the raven and now continued to do so with each passing moment he continued to spent with their returned lover.

"Your costume was charcoal. It clung to you like a second skin defining..."

Shizuo noticed the flush. The teen lowering his head demurely, gazing at him under dipped lashes. The urge to tease bloomed from the adorableness.

"Defining what?" He asked lifting Mikado's chin with a finger.

The teen whimpered looking at him embarrassed, trying desperately to burrow himself in plain sight.

"I want to know." Shizuo pressed bringing the raven back to face him. The blue stood out more prominently through the lobster red. A small smile tugged at his mouth.

"...defining your p-pectoral muscles." Mikado stuttered. "And your abs."

Shizuo's grin widened. "And?" He gently prodded.

"Your behind." Mikado blurted.

"You like my ass?"

"...y-yeah but I prefer your..." The teen trailed off eyes wide in shock.

"Fuck." Shizuo growled possessively. "You could bring the sadist out of a saint." Curling his arm around the teen's waist, Shizuo pushed against the pillow rolling the raven underneath his bigger body.

The blue eyed minx touched his jaw with both hands staring up at him in wonder. "So could you." Mikado breathed in awe.

Shizuo tensed. His elbow locked watching the adorable creature beneath him. Slim fingers smoothed along his jaw without a trace of fear or pity. The depths of the ocean only held love and admiration for him.

"Listen kid," The blonde began in a hesitant whisper.

"I love you, Shizuo." Mikado interrupted placing a coy finger against his lips. Shizuo pressed his lips together kissing the digit. Poking out his tongue he flicked the muscle down the slim length.

The teen gasped. Shizuo parted his lips sliding them over the tip. "Watch what you put near my mouth." The blonde teased. "I have a sweet tooth."

Mikado whimpered throwing his arms around his neck. Shizuo fell between the teen's legs. Mikado's heart raced parallel to his own. Shizuo swallowed staring at the teen's plump lips. Kiss swollen from being ravaged by a desperate desire.

It was the sight of those lips that set him at a halt, pulling him back to the harsh reality. Shizuo was being rough with the wrong lover. As if noticing his hesitation, the teen's brows drew together. "Shizuo?"

"Y-" Shizuo licked his lips wondering why his throat was a dry well. "You're sore." With a will of steel the blonde pushed against the soft mattress.

"I'm okay!" Mikado shot up, reaching for him as he backed away. "I want you."

Shizuo sighed dropping his head in his hands. "No. I don't want to hurt you. I've already done enough."

Mikado reached for him again but Shizuo was standing away from the bed. The teen followed grimacing as he staggered with poorly disguised pain.

"Get back into bed." The blonde gently scooped the teen up laying him back on the crisp sheets heated to their core temperatures. At least that was the plan.

The raven's arms were locked around his neck refusing to let go. Shizuo tapped the teen's slim forearm in warning. "I'm still growing."

Shizuo paused in his attempts to coerce the teen to let go. "I know. You have a few years to go."

"I'll be taller, stronger, faster." Mikado babbled rising awkwardly to his knees. "I promise. I'll be enough. I-I'll make sure I increase my stamina. I won't leave you. I promise."

Shizuo sighed sitting back on the bed. Beside him the teen clambered into his lap. "What is this really about?" But he already knew. Mikado was trying to fill the void of their missing lover. "You. You're not Izaya."

Mikado lowered his head against his shoulder. "I know. I wanted to help you forget."

Shizuo slid one arm around the raven's waist. His other cradling the boy's shoulders. "I'm never going to forget. It doesn't work like that."

"Why? You're dead to him. He left you."

"I don't hate him. I know he's scarred me. I know we'll never be together again. That doesn't mean the feelings aren't still there."

"I hate him." Mikado said in disgust. "Do you want to go back to him?"

Shizuo smiled sadly shaking his head. "That would never happen. We're done. I don't know how much it's going to hurt when we do see each other again."

"That's why you wanted to leave."

"Yeah." Shizuo rocked back slowly falling onto the bed. Mikado cradled in his arms went with him. "Remember there's a thin line between love and hate." Shizuo kissed the teen's cheek, glad to see he'd calmed down. Closing his eyes he listened to the strong thumping pressed against his chest. "Did I have a name?"

"Huh?" Precious blue gems looked to him.

"Well if I was a superhero I'd need a name." Shizuo pointed out.

"Oh! You already have a name. The fortissimo." Mikado smiled.

"Lame." Shizuo commented. His fingers sifted lightly through inky bed hair. "We should do something."

"We are doing something." Mikado smiled kissing his jaw.

"Something productive."

"This is productive." The teen moved to his lips. Shizuo stiffened feeling desire flash through his body.

"Something that isn't going to hurt you further." The blonde ground out. His loins were full, pressed against the warmth against him.

"Shizuo," Mikado whispered. The softness in his eyes became steel, hardening into a rare burst of assertiveness. "You won't hurt me. I want this. You want this."

Mikado pressed against his chest, forcing his hand down between them. Shizuo growled. His fingers twitched in the need to ravage the teen until there wasn't a single unloved space left.

His jaw clenched, fists at his side. Bringing the shutters down, Shizuo took a series of deep cleansing breaths trying to regain control. He could feel the tips of the teen's fingers resting on his cheek. The ghost of a kiss against his lips.

"Shizuo." Mikado whispered biting down sharply on the shell of his right ear. "Fuck me." The hand on his cock squeezed. He should have put on pants when he had the chance. "I need you inside me."

"Y-you're sore." Shizuo rasped with a familiar dryness. He could strike a match against his windpipe.

"If I were sore then I wouldn't want to go another round." Mikado sidled forward rubbing the cleft of those small firm buttocks against the raging head of his cock.

"Kid." Shizuo growled in warning.

"Sorry, Shizuo." The teen said a bit louder. "I should have realised that you couldn't do it any more." Shizuo stiffened. "I'll give you time to rest."

Mikado sat up leaving his ear alone. Shizuo opened his eyes setting molten heat to scorch the troublesome teen. "On your knees." The blonde growled. "I don't want to see you cry."

"I won't cry." Mikado assured him crawling from his lap on all fours.

Shizuo eyed the puckered hole, licking his lips. Rising to the challenge, one arm encircled the teen's slim torso. "I doubt that." The blunt head slammed into his lover's passage without obstruction. Beneath him Mikado hissed crying out.

"F-feels good."

"I'll go slow." Shizuo muttered hating the thought of causing his lover pain.

"Don't!" Icy fingers locked around his wrist, small crescents marking his skin. "Don't go easy on me!"

Shizuo bit down on the inside of his cheek. He complied with the raven's wishes, flexing his hips to drive further into the teen. His fingers were talons digging into the small wooden end of the bed. His larger body loomed over the smaller.

Shizuo rippled like a beast in heat. His carnal desires were unleashed, slamming faster and harder inside the tight furnace. His teeth were bared in a snarl of lust and a shadow of regret. Underneath him Mikado held fast, limbs quivering like a new born foal.

Stamina unrivalled Shizuo continued even when Mikado's arms have way. His focus was locked onto riding out his own release when it exploded from his body. Explode it did, rushing out like a torrent on the high seas. The force gave him pause only to realise what he had done.

Pitifully he had allowed himself to be provoked. Shizuo berated himself pulling out limp slowly. "Sorry."

"Don't be." Mikado whimpered collapsed in a heat. "I wanted this. I wanted to see what you had. I know now."

It didn't make him feel better. "Sorry."

"You said that already. Can you carry me to the bath? I don't think I can walk."

Shizuo nodded gently gathering the teen into his arms. The wince didn't go unnoticed.

"I want it like that every time." Mikado told him blue eyes pained. "I want your truth. I want your everything. I'm an adult, Shizuo. I want you to treat me like one."

"Right now you're an injured princess." Shizuo muttered carrying the teen to the bathroom.

"I like being in your arms."

"You're a fool." Shizuo grimaced slowing his step.

Mikado fell silent giving him time to put the plug in and turn on the taps. "Can I ask you something?"

"We're not doing it again." Shizuo hissed through his teeth.

"Not that." The raven blushed back to his usual self. "Did you ever do that to Izaya?"

Shizuo shuddered at the thought. "The retribution isn't worth it."

"What do you mean?"

"A lion isn't a match for a poacher." Shizuo shrugged. Cradling the teen he reached over dipping his fingers to test the water. "It wasn't so much rough play as denial. The flea got off on having me helpless and under his command."

"Is that what you wanted?" Mikado whimpered as his backside touched the heated water.

"From him." Shizuo conceded.

"From me?" The teen asked quietly no longer looking at him.

"No. Not from you. It's normal with you."

"...you make it sound like Izaya is special."

Shizuo shrugged. "The flea was an asshole. It was our dynamic. Take your time. I'll get you a change of clothes." A set for himself too.

"You don't want to come in with me?" The teen asked looking at him pained. Shizuo drew in a harsh intake feeling like he'd kicked a puppy.

"I'll be back in a minute."

It took all his resolve to leave the room in search for clothes. His lower half was getting chilly. Shizuo was in the midst of pulling his grey boxers over his hips when he heard a small chime.

Letting the elastic snap in place, Shizuo left the small bundle on the bed going in search of the noise. It came from the room the teen had claimed as a study. The only room that had technology except for the television.

Shizuo heard it again, caught sight of the small glowing square on the mobile sitting on the desk. A message. Probably from Kasuka. Shizuo smiled at the thought of catching up with his brother. It hadn't been long at all since they had last seen each other but he wanted to reassure his concerned sibling that he was okay.

Picking up the phone, Shizuo glanced down at the screen. "Shizuo!" Came the shout of his name across the apartment. "You said you'd only be a minute." The raven grumbled when he returned.

Shizuo set the bundle down close to the door. "Sorry. It didn't want to stay in my pants. You have that effect on me."

In the bath the teen smiled brilliantly. Like one of those toothpaste commercials but sincere. Shizuo moved closer sitting on the edge of the bath. The ceramic was cold against the top of his thighs. "Thank you for coming back." He said softly caressing the raven's cheek.

Mikado's hand was both wet and warm covering his own. "I will always come back. For you. You should come in here."

"I'm already half dressed." Shizuo curled his fingers pulling away. One hand braced against the wall. Mikado tugged at the hem of the button down.

"Doesn't matter. The water is hot." Shizuo could see that a mass of fluffy white hills surrounding his lover.

"You should rest," The blonde gently disentangled smaller fingers.

"There's other things I can do."

Other things indeed. Shizuo struggled to watch the teen's face and hands at the same time. Their breakups had affected them all, although the blonde was sure Mikado's assertive side was becoming more prominent.

A small surprised gasp passed his lips. Breaking eye contact Shizuo eyed the teen's hand on his thigh, travelling inward. His gaze shot back to meet Mikado's innocent blue eyes.

Splash. With a tug Shizuo found himself sitting in hot water with his legs over the edge. His lover was smiling arms around his waist. It took a few moments to realise he was soaked through. His boxers weren't coming off without hardship. Something his lover didn't mind helping out with.

"I'll get you back for that." Shizuo eased the twisted material past his ankles. The button down followed leaving him naked. In the bath. Like Mikado wanted in the first place. "Move over. Might as well join you."

The teen nodded shyly as he lifted his long legs one after the other, sliding them underneath the water. Laying down Shizuo guided his lover into his lap? Encasing him with his arms. Placing a kiss against the teen's nape, Shizuo relaxed back against the tub.

x-x-x

"You're picking up the flea's habits." Shizuo commented leaning against the door frame to the study. Mikado sat at the desk looking focused. The only thing missing was a smirk and glasses to pull off Izaya's double. "Cat videos again?"

The teen's head snapped up sharply. Shizuo raised a brow in question. "No. Research."

"Ah. I made lunch. Come and eat," Shizuo uncrossed his arms stuffing his hands in his pockets. "before I eat your share."

"Coming." Mikado was up across the room, walking at his side. "I hope you made plenty. I'm starving."

Shizuo eyed the teen noticing the slight limp. "I wonder why? I made extra for both of us. I never thought I'd be glad to hear my stomach rumble."

They sat at the small table in the kitchen area. Too small for three but the right size for two. "This looks delicious."

Shizuo smiled pulling out a chair. He had taken one of the pillows from the bed to use as a cushion. "It's salmon fried rice. Nothing special."

"Maybe not to you." The teen murmured quietly taking a seat. Shizuo lifted the chair gently placing it close to the table. Taking his own seat he looked at the small mountain he would attempt to digest. "This is nice."

"Hm? You haven't touched it yet."

"I meant this. It's like we're on a date."

Shizuo shrugged. "It's no different from how it used to be."

"No." The teen looked at him from beneath hooded lids. "This is better. Just us. We're like newly weds."

"That escalated. We were dating a moment ago." The blonde teased. Neither one of them had touched their lunch.

"Like newly weds." Mikado repeated. "Shizuo. Marry me."

"Huh? You tried that with the flea. It didn't go so well."

"I didn't want to marry him." The teen spat bristling in his seat. "You let him mark you permanently. Why can't I?"

Shizuo didn't answer. His appetite had dissipated as quickly as it had arrived. Marriage was a life long commitment. He didn't intend to keep his precious lover. Mikado would go back to Izaya. Once the misunderstanding was cleared up, he would be left alone.

"Shizuo?" The teen's voice failed to penetrate his thoughts.

Shizuo stared down at his finger. A mark. That was what Mikado had called it. What better scar than a wedding band? He was the one that has wronged the raven. Shouldn't he be the one to choose the punishment?

"...is this what you want?" His head was lowered.

"Yes."

"More than anything?" Shizuo flinched at the hand resting atop of his.

"Yes."

"No matter what?"

"Yes. Shizuo I want to leave my mark on you. Something less painful than that."

Shizuo sighed sliding his hand out. "Okay. Let's get married." Lifting his head he stared at the raven sitting opposite him, eyes glittering with wetness.