OP M.I.F.P (Sequel to I'm Not As Evil As You)

Mikado is in

After going through the plan a few more times, everyone finally went home.

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Izaya raised an eyebrow. Namie was gone. Again. But that piece of information wasn't much help. He already knew about Namie's being involved. And Shizuo. And Shinra. But he was beginning to wonder if this event had a name... Maybe they were starting a new gang? No, no, no. Of course not. Why would Shinra be in a gang? Not to mention Shizuo. But he wasn't so sure about Namie...

"Maybe I should try to figure out who else is into it."

So, he pulled on his coat and went outside.

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It took every ounce in Izaya's body not to go start a fight with his Shizu-chan. But the Fortissimo was right there, and, oh boy, was it tempting!

Izaya quickly made up his mind (partly so that he could avoid Shizuo at the moment) that he would check out Mikado first.

He smirked. If Mikado is involved, it should be easy to get something out of him. He's not a liar.

Realizing this, the informant made a dash to the high-schooler's place. He knocked on the door eagerly.

"Coming!" Mikado's slightly muffled voice came from the other side. He opened the door, and Izaya noticed he was still in his pajamas.

"I-Izaya-san?! Is-Is there something you need?"

Izaya smiled. He stepped into Mikado's household rudely, kicking off his shoes. "There's something I need to ask you."

"Y-yes?" Mikado led him into his bedroom, and allowed Izaya to sit on his bed. (Izaya wouldn't ask for permission, anyway.)

"...Are you into it?" The raven jumped right to the point.

"What?! Into what?! Th-the Dollars?! D-don't you already know the answer to th-"

"No. Not the Dollars. M.I.F.P." Izaya figured maybe those letters meant something. Maybe even the name of this event, or group.

Mikado's heart skipped a beat. His eyes widened as his pupils went small. "What are you- What are you talking about-"

"You are, aren't you? I can tell-" Izaya stood up and easily cornered Mikado, while towering over him. He looked him in the eye. -"By the look on your lying face!"

"N-no! I'm not! I-I'm not!" Mikado stuttered helplessly.

"Then HOW!" Izaya shouted, an insane smile spreading wide on his face. "How do you know what it is?! Huh, Mikado-kun?!" Izaya trapped the poor boy by throwing each arm on the sides of Mikado's head. He did the same with his legs. "Do it, Ryuugamine." Izaya was whispering, also trying not to accidentally giggle. "Confess! Spit it out! I wanna hear you!"

The information broker easily grabbed Mikado's chin and tilted it up, forcing him to look at Izaya's face. As if that wasn't enough, the raven suddenly had a switchblade in his other hand. Izaya now used his arm to keep Mikado's head up, and he used the free hand to widen the Raira student's eye even more. Mikado knew what was coming, for he began to struggle and whimper. Izaya kept on drawing the knife closer and closer, silently daring Mikado to confess. "Come on, Mikado-kun. You can do it, can't you? It's only one word. 'Yes.'"

He wouldn't really do it, would he?! Mikado thought. But another voice in his head answered immediately.

Of course he would! He's Izaya Orihara! Now hurry up and SAVE yourself!

It wasn't until he felt the switchblade digging into his eye that he screamed.

"YES! I'm in it! Yes I am! It's called Operation M.I.F.P! A bunch of us are in it!"

"Ah," Izaya grinned. "Good boy, Mikado." He drew the knife away, but it didn't matter, because it wouldn't stop the bleeding from Mikado's dear eye. "And what does M.I.F.P stand for?"

"Make... Make... Ohhh..." Mikado's eyes rolled to the back of his head as his body crumpled up on the floor.

"Oh my!" Izaya cried happily. "I do hope Kida-kun isn't as weak!"