The Point: It Came From the Heart 1/?
anonymous
February 28 2010, 07:58:50 UTC
"Huh?" Mikado stood in front of his apartment door, staring at the mysterious note taped on it. It said, "I'm very happy to have you in my life Ryūgamine Mikado. A surprise is in store for you soon," in the neatest writing he has ever seen. "Eh? A lo-love note?" He stuttered as a bright red color painted his cheeks. "Who's it from though?" ~+~ "I wonder if she goes to my school..." Mikado uttered to himself, staring at the note in his hands. "Who goes to our school?" The black-haired teen jumped. "Ah, Kida-kun!" "What'cha got there my friend~?" His blonde friend teased as he took the white piece of paper from his hands. "Ah, wait!" MIkado tried to stop his friend, but Kida blocked him with a hand to his face. "You can't keep secrets from your childhood friend~!" The blonde singed, but before his eyes read the words on the letter, a strong wind blew fiercely. The note flew out of the blonde's hand, and disappeared. "Aw man. I was really looking forward to reading it!" Unaware to them, someone stepped on the paper and picked it up. A grin crawled to his sadistic face. "Time to show that boy my true feelings," Izaya said as an idea was being hatched up in his wicked mind. ~+~ Mikado strolled through the peaceful streets of the city until-- "Ora, ora...If it isn't Mikado-kun~!" The Raira Academy student froze in place as an arm snaked around his neck. He wondered why Orihara-san would make him shiver and flustered. "Ah, hi Orihara-san," Mikado greeted nervously, and felt very frightened when the informant had a devious smirk on his face. "Is there something you want need?" "I'm glad you asked because--" "Izaya!!!" The two turned their heads around, and saw a blonde bartender ten feet away from them. "I thought I told you to never show your stupid face in Ikebukuro!?" "You always show up at the worst times," the black-haired man told Shizuo. Sighing, he pulled Mikado closer to him. His grip tighten than before, almost hurting the boy. Finally, he pulled out his flickblade and aimed it at the bartender's head. "Well, I'll be taking my leave with the princess." "Eh!? Prin-princess?!"
Re: The Point: It Came From the Heart 2/?
anonymous
March 2 2010, 02:47:37 UTC
On a whim, I decided to do a Shizuo/Mikado. I favor this pairing more than Izaya/Mikado; nonetheless, I think both are sexy and awesome. Anyway, here's chapter two! Enjoy!
--+--
"Prin-princess!?"
"Well, more like my hostage."
"Don't...ignore...me!!" Shizuo shouted, grabbing the nearest trash can and throwing it at Izaya. However, the informant anticipated this, and he stepped toward the side. Mikado was still in his arm, pushing his hands against Orihara's chest.
"Let go of me," he said.
"Hm, not just yet." Tucking his weapon away, Mikado saw a piece of chocolate in his hand.
"Say 'Ah~!'" Izaya teased, but the high schooler closed his eyes and shook his head. "Guess we have to do it the fun way." Dropping the candy into his mouth and stomping on the teen's foot, Mikado opened his mouth and Izaya kissed him.
I don't believe it...! Shizuo burned with rage, but couldn't move. Instead, he suffered from the sight of his beloved being kissed by that freak!
Transferring the sweet chocolate into the student's mouth, he closed his lips and pinched Mikado's nose. Almost out of oxygen, the Raira Academy student swallowed it and finally breathed.
"What did you...do..." Mikado felt his conscious slipping away from him, and slumped forward into Orihara's body. Closing his eyes, he fell asleep.
"Perfect~!"
"What the hell did you do to him!?" The blonde bartender roared furiously. A pulsing vein appeared on his forehead. "Answer me!"
"I merely gave him my Valentine's Day chocolate to him. That's all~!"
"You drugged him, didn't you!? You sick bastard!"
"This is where I'll be taking my leave!" Carrying Mikado bridal style, he sprinted in the opposite direction.
Sorry it's short this time, but I need to focus on school stuff, because my grades are horrible, especially in the science area. :P Hope you understand! Look forward to the next installment!
"Eh? A lo-love note?" He stuttered as a bright red color painted his cheeks. "Who's it from though?"
~+~
"I wonder if she goes to my school..." Mikado uttered to himself, staring at the note in his hands.
"Who goes to our school?"
The black-haired teen jumped. "Ah, Kida-kun!"
"What'cha got there my friend~?" His blonde friend teased as he took the white piece of paper from his hands.
"Ah, wait!" MIkado tried to stop his friend, but Kida blocked him with a hand to his face.
"You can't keep secrets from your childhood friend~!" The blonde singed, but before his eyes read the words on the letter, a strong wind blew fiercely. The note flew out of the blonde's hand, and disappeared.
"Aw man. I was really looking forward to reading it!"
Unaware to them, someone stepped on the paper and picked it up. A grin crawled to his sadistic face.
"Time to show that boy my true feelings," Izaya said as an idea was being hatched up in his wicked mind.
~+~
Mikado strolled through the peaceful streets of the city until--
"Ora, ora...If it isn't Mikado-kun~!" The Raira Academy student froze in place as an arm snaked around his neck. He wondered why Orihara-san would make him shiver and flustered.
"Ah, hi Orihara-san," Mikado greeted nervously, and felt very frightened when the informant had a devious smirk on his face. "Is there something you want need?"
"I'm glad you asked because--"
"Izaya!!!" The two turned their heads around, and saw a blonde bartender ten feet away from them. "I thought I told you to never show your stupid face in Ikebukuro!?"
"You always show up at the worst times," the black-haired man told Shizuo. Sighing, he pulled Mikado closer to him. His grip tighten than before, almost hurting the boy. Finally, he pulled out his flickblade and aimed it at the bartender's head. "Well, I'll be taking my leave with the princess."
"Eh!? Prin-princess?!"
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Anyway, here's chapter two! Enjoy!
--+--
"Prin-princess!?"
"Well, more like my hostage."
"Don't...ignore...me!!" Shizuo shouted, grabbing the nearest trash can and throwing it at Izaya. However, the informant anticipated this, and he stepped toward the side. Mikado was still in his arm, pushing his hands against Orihara's chest.
"Let go of me," he said.
"Hm, not just yet." Tucking his weapon away, Mikado saw a piece of chocolate in his hand.
"Say 'Ah~!'" Izaya teased, but the high schooler closed his eyes and shook his head. "Guess we have to do it the fun way." Dropping the candy into his mouth and stomping on the teen's foot, Mikado opened his mouth and Izaya kissed him.
I don't believe it...! Shizuo burned with rage, but couldn't move. Instead, he suffered from the sight of his beloved being kissed by that freak!
Transferring the sweet chocolate into the student's mouth, he closed his lips and pinched Mikado's nose. Almost out of oxygen, the Raira Academy student swallowed it and finally breathed.
"What did you...do..." Mikado felt his conscious slipping away from him, and slumped forward into Orihara's body. Closing his eyes, he fell asleep.
"Perfect~!"
"What the hell did you do to him!?" The blonde bartender roared furiously. A pulsing vein appeared on his forehead. "Answer me!"
"I merely gave him my Valentine's Day chocolate to him. That's all~!"
"You drugged him, didn't you!? You sick bastard!"
"This is where I'll be taking my leave!" Carrying Mikado bridal style, he sprinted in the opposite direction.
"Come back here!"
~+~
Also, these are the inspirations I wrote this:
http://durarara.tumblr.com/post/410637295
(This is what I imagined when Mikado hits Izaya's chest, knocked out. Yay!)
http://durarara.tumblr.com/post/397157955
(Look at Mikado's uke face. Who in the right mind would resist that?!)
http://durarara.tumblr.com/post/410520066
(Poor Mikado, always the victim between the two. Though, that's why l heart this pairing.)
Sorry it's short this time, but I need to focus on school stuff, because my grades are horrible, especially in the science area. :P
Hope you understand! Look forward to the next installment!
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