Snow Flecked Sunlight 1/?
anonymous
April 24 2010, 07:28:37 UTC
The sun was shining through the leaves of the tree to fall in spots and shadows around Mikado when his cell phone rang. Mikado fishes it out of his pocket and checked the front. Since the whole 'Dollars' thing he had occasionally been getting a call from unknown sources testing out the number. He did not pick those up, and he was glad his voicemail did not have his name and was just the standard automated message. The number and name flashing on the front was familiar, however, and Mikado flips the phone open and presses it to his ear. "You're late, Masa
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Snow Flecked Sunlight 2/?
anonymous
April 24 2010, 07:29:17 UTC
"But that's not what I called to talk about, Mikado-kun!" Izaya's cheerful statement is almost enough to knock Mikado off the bench, it is enough to startle him out of his frozen pose
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THIS, is so dark and delightful~ I'm in love with how you portray Mikado's stress and worry and your Izaya is so sinfully deviant. Thank you so much for filling, anon, I really can't wait for more!
Snow Flecked Sunlight 3/?
anonymous
May 2 2010, 03:34:48 UTC
Sorry it's taken so long (captcha: of scolding - I'M SORRY LJ!) I've been busy. This part is purely Izaya/Kida, the next part will have Mikado. Then we should evolve to some Mikado watching Izaya/Kida. Hopefully. Let's see how this fic rides me
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Snow Flecked Sunlight 4/?
anonymous
May 2 2010, 03:35:22 UTC
Izaya draws the side of his knife down Kida's chest and debates using it on the teenager. He debates it, but inevitably tosses the idea aside. As much as he loves the site of Kida squirming and bleeding he did not lay down rubber sheets. Egyptian cotton sheets did not come cheap and Izaya would really prefer not to deal with blood stains on them, blood was so hard to effectively get out. There is another reason Izaya does not want to use his knife however and that is the fact that Kida's chest is already crisscrossed with faded scars from old wounds. A few of the scars, the straight ones that accent the beauty of Kida's chest, are caused by Izaya. The others, the star shaped and rough ones, Kida earned in fights
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Snow Flecked Sunlight 6/?
anonymous
May 20 2010, 04:05:26 UTC
The phone goes dead. Mikado stands stock still, barely daring to breath, before he takes his cell-phone away from his ear and checks the read-out. Call ended at… It takes Mikado a little while longer to fold up his phone and slip it into his pocket and it is a full five minutes before he can turn himself towards the main entrance of Raira and start walking. If he was being honest with himself he would admit that he was worrying about Kida, really seriously worrying about Kida. And Mikado tried hard to be honest with himself. He could admit that he was worrying about Kida… but he could not admit to himself that he was maybe, sort of, kind of, just a little turned on by the memory of breathy pants and half-swallowed laughter. Mikado KNEW Kida was ticklish, just like Kida knew Mikado was ticklish, and just like the two of them knew where each other's ticklish spots were. It was sort of… private
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Oh yay I was worried it had died!! I'm loving Mikado's worry and questons, and unff Kida's sounds are so juicy <3 thank you anon-san plz do not abandon DDX
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Keep up the good work anon, I'm enjoying you asshole Izaya so much.
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This, anon-san, THIS!!
THIS, is so dark and delightful~ I'm in love with how you portray Mikado's stress and worry and your Izaya is so sinfully deviant. Thank you so much for filling, anon, I really can't wait for more!
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And thanks for writing!
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