Mikado's Ordeal Durarara!! Fanfic (BoyxBoy)

Chased by the Flea and Saved by the Monster?

Well hello there again my fellow readers! I'm here today with a different story and a different fandom. Whoo~ I should be working on my other story >->
I'm sorry, this idea just popped in my and I couldn't help but write it :3. Well enough of my chatting. Enjoy~
Chapter 1

Mikado was at his wits end. He doubt he could last any more of the informant's "surprises." Izaya Orihara had been surprising Mikado everyday either with little visits or souvenirs from his trips outside of Ikebukuro. The souvenirs he gave him weren't exactly...normal. One of the packages from the informant was a snake's head... Yup. Definitely what Mikado wanted to see on his doorstep Christmas morning. Mikado had to buy a new welcome mat since the last was soaked with blood. Thanks Orihara-san... Really made my Christmas spectacular, Mikado had thought sarcastically that morning.

Mikado was really starting to get annoyed with the informant and a bit fearful. Sometimes he got texts from Izaya saying things like you're cute when you're sleeping or your outfit looks good today. And might I add, the informant was never around Mikado...well at least not visible to Mikado.

So far, Mikado's morning had been normal. No sign of Izaya nor his little gifts. He had managed to make it to school without running into him. His classes went by quick which he dreaded. The faster his classes went, the quicker he might actually see Izaya. Mikado crossed his fingers and prayed to God. Hopefully God heard his prayer.

The school day ended and it was time for him to go home. He walked home with Anri and Kida, they chatted and laughed about random things. Kida, in-between their topics, hit on girls he passed by and got rejected every time. Mikado and Anri giggled when Kida got slapped by one of them. Finally the time came when they had to go their separate ways. Anri bowed and said goodbye and Kida told Mikado he had some urgent business to attend to, so that left Mikado on his own. Realization sunk in as he saw that he was alone, meaning a higher chance of him not escaping Izaya.
Well, since his day was going so well, maybe he won't run into him. There was a slim chance of it happening and it filled Mikado with hope as he hurried home.

As soon as that hope came, it was gone. God has not heard his prayer.

There. In front of him, stood the infamous Izaya Orihara. Mikado went pale and shivered slightly. They made eye-contact. Blue irises meeting crimson ones. Mikado didn't hesitate. He ran for it. He knew he couldn't get away, but that doesn't mean he couldn't try.

His day was going so well, he wasn't going to let it be ruined so easily. Mikado ran and ran. He had heard Izaya shouting from behind. Mikado knew Izaya wasn't angry. Far from it. He was amused no less. His prey was running from him. Izaya loved the thrill of chasing down his prey. Mikado knew this and was screaming internally. He knew Izaya was messing with him. He knew this. But he wasn't gonna let up. Mikado hoped that Izaya would just let him go for the day. Let him relax the rest of the day. But, no. That's not gonna happen.

Mikado turned the corner and bumped into someone causing him to fall backwards. "O-ow... So-sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you..." Mikado apologized as he got up. He looked up and froze. The person whom he bumped into was none other then Shizuo Heiwajima. Luckily the faux blonde wasn't pissed, the man just nodded in response. Shizuo was about to walk away when he stopped and looked at Mikado again.

"Hey, aren't you that Ryugasaki kid?" Mikado wanted to sigh at that, knowing Shizuo was bad with remembering names, but he held it in, not wanting to irritate the strongest man in Ikebukuro.

"I-it's Ryugamine. Mikado Ryugamine."

"Right. Listen kid, I probably won't remember that. So imma call you Ryugasaki, okay?" Mikado just stared at the man. Not even replying. Mikado's fear was slowly fading as it was replace with irritation. "Anyways, why are you running?" Remembering previous events, Mikado went pale and looked around frantically. Thankfully, there was no Izaya. Maybe he had gotten away from him? Nah. Fat chance.