Angel Of Death (DRRR!! FF)

16. Finally

-M-

Mikado let out as content sigh as he rested his head on Izaya's naked chest, they were both covered in a sheer layer of sweat but couldn't be bothered move an inch to rid themselves of it. Every time Mikado placed his head anywhere hear Izaya's chest he was reminded of the fact that the man he loved no longer had a heartbeat, had no body heat. The man he loved more than anything was dead. Even though he was before Mikado, talking, laughing, touching him, Orihara Izaya was still dead.

"Izaya." Mikado murmured his lips brushing against Izaya's skin, it had dawned on him that the sweat on Izaya's pale body didn't belong to the angel but rather Mikado himself. Izaya who was absentmindedly running his fingers through the teen's hair looked at him. Mikado shifted so he could touch Izaya's face gently, as his hand traced the cool skin of Izaya's cheek, he looked into the angel's eyes. He would never admit it aloud but he missed Izaya's russet eyes, their red-dirt warmth, he missed the Izaya that was human. He missed sleeping next to Izaya only to wake up before the informant to see his innocent sleeping face that always left Mikado with a warm feeling in his chest. He missed being able to eat with Izaya, watching the older man eat otoro like an overjoyed child. He missed the flush in Izaya's cheeks, the steady beating of his heart, the sweat that would build on his skin as they made love, how the informant would hold Mikado close sharing his warmth, enveloping him in his familiar scent.

He missed when Orihara Izaya was human.

As Mikado stroked Izaya's cheek he smiled, it was a strange smile, a mixture of love and sorrow. Izaya noticed this and opened his mouth to ask if the teen was okay but Mikado spoke before the angel could. "You know I love you right? I'll continue loving you no matter what happens." Mikado said quietly his voice level and firm. Izaya looked over the teen his eyes questioning his sudden mood change but he didn't say anything and only gave the teen a soft smile, his demonic eyes softening.

"I know, I know Mikado." He said quietly cupping the teen's face. Mikado placed his hand over Izaya's, his heart was beating at a rapid pace, his feelings; they were laid bare in front of the man before him. He was naked, physically and mentally. "I love you too, no matter what." Izaya whispered pulling the teen close, Mikado clung to his older lover, burying his face into the cold chest. He loved Izaya, he truly did, no matter what shape and form the angel was but as he pressed his face into Izaya's bare skin and closed his eyes, he had to swallow the heavy feeling deep in his chest.

Maybe later, when Mikado was alone, he would shed a few tears for the Izaya who died in his arms.

Mikado was lounging on the sofa when his phone chimed, Izaya who was on the laptop, looked over curiously. Mikado checked to find the message he had been waiting for,

We have Kida. Call me when you can. – Kadota Kyouhei.

He felt a smile spread on his face and he snickered as he looked at the message and stood up. "They found Masaomi. They have him." Mikado told his lover who smiled,

"That's great, what are you going to do with him?" Izaya asked with an evil smirk, Mikado trotted over to Izaya. He had been thinking of what to do with Masaomi for a while, his idea was quite sadistic and cruel but Mikado had no mercy for those who hurt Izaya.

"I've been thinking about that. Tell me, how close are you to finding Varona?" the teen asked leaning on the back of Izaya's chair. Izaya looked up at Mikado, the teen studied the older man's face.

"It been a week, Celty should've found her by now." Izaya stood up, "What do you have planned?" Mikado grinned,

"I thought of a fun game, you can't kill Shizuo can you?" Mikado questioned stepping closer to Izaya, the smell of the laundry detergent and shampoo was the only scent that came off the angel. "You told me that you can't kill Shizuo or Masaomi because it would go against the law of death."

"Yes, that's right. I can seriously maim them but I can't kill them." Izaya confirmed placing an arm around Mikado's waist. The teen smirked up at his lover.

"Well, I thought it would be fun to torment them beforehand. Gather then in one place and play with them a little." Mikado said his voice lowering into a dangerous but playful purr. Mikado felt Izaya shiver and the angel smirked.

"Sounds wonderful, tell me what you have in mind." Izaya asked excitedly and Mikado chuckled smiling at his lover's eagerness. They walked over to the sofa, curling up together.

"I already know that I will have to finish Masaomi and Shizuo off and that doesn't bother me but I want to do this together. I was thinking that you could bring Shizuo to the abandoned warehouse that the yellow scarves used to use. Then get Celty to drop off Varona and then get Kadota to drop off Masaomi so we can torment them, and of course kill them in peace." Mikado told the older male who smiled and nodded. "Though, the gun I used on Tanaka was destroyed when my apartment burnt down...so I don't know how I'm going to kill them." I don't want it to be messy, I'm not very strong either.

Izaya laughed and ruffled Mikado's long hair, "Did you think I only had one gun?" Mikado looked at him curiously as Izaya jumped to his feet, Mikado followed his lover upstairs to their bedroom, Izaya threw Mikado a smile over his shoulder and led him into the walk-in wardrobe, Mikado watched Izaya as he walked to the back on the room and felt at the wall. Mikado's brow furrowed, his lover looked strange pawing at the wall like that.

What is he doing? He looked like my Mother's cat when it sees a bug on the wall that is too far for it to reach. Mikado's mouth dropped open as the angel pressed a certain small button and the wall swung open. What the hell!? His mind screamed there was no seam at all in the wall but nonetheless it revealed a large safe. Izaya quickly put in the code and the steel door swung open revealing all kinds of things; various books and files, piles of money, strange antique looking objects and a sliver suitcase. Mikado watched as Izaya grabbed the suitcase and passed it over to the teen.

"Open it up." Izaya told the Mikado who turned and walked out of the wardrobe and set the heavy case on their bed. He felt nervous not knowing what to expect, but he undid the locks and opened it. Inside was a handgun, bigger and more deadly looking than the one he had before. It was placed in protective grey foam packaging, like it was brand new. Along with it was a fully loaded magazine and a row of spare bullets. Mikado looked at it stunned, he wasn't a fan of guns like some people but even he had to admit it was a nice looking weapon.

"That's my personal gun, I've never had to use it though." Izaya commented coming up behind Mikado who turned to face him in wonder. The teen smiled, "It's yours now." Izaya said with a smile and Mikado's blue eyes widened.

"Really? Thank you!" he turned to hug Izaya, Mikado was the first to pull back and he looked at Izaya his eyes darkening.

"Now we just need to wait for Celty to find Varona." He commented and Izaya nodded,

"I'll go tell her to hurry up." Izaya said kissing Mikado on the forehead before he pulled away and disappeared out the bedroom door. Mikado nodded even though his lover had already left. He looked over at the gun once again, bending down to carefully remove it from the foam. Mikado weighted it in his hand. It was heavier than the last one, it felt more dangerous which made the teen smile.

He aimed it at nothing in particular, though he imagined the face of three certain blondes. A cold, sadistic smile spread across his face. It was finally happening, revenge, justice for Izaya, for him. The glint in his eye suggested madness but there was no one around to see it.

Finally,

"I'll kill them all." He whispered a face-splitting grin gracing his words.