Title: - Second chance

Rating: - M

Main pairings: - Izaya x Shizuo x Mikado. A bit of Kida x Shizuo, Aoba x Shizuo, Kasuka x Mikado and Tom x Mikado.

Disclaimer: - I don't own Durarara

Warnings: Yaoi, Izaya, body switching and Kadota in a dress.

Summary:- Mikado wanted to be extraordinary. Shizuo wanted to be human with a normal life. When both of them are caught in an accident they are given a chance to live a different life. Will they be happy or make the same mistakes?

A/N:- Me again. So one of the first ones I wrote was called Switched and cornered which was supposed to be a little drabble where Mikado and Shizuo switched bodies. The idea keeps coming back turning into this. So um yeah enjoy.

Boring. That was the only way to describe his life right now. At first his move to Ikebukuro had been eye opening and fun, at every turn there was something dangerous. On the very first day of his arrival he had seen the legendary black rider. Who turned out to be a dullahan who was missing her head. As much as he liked Celty, the mystery had already been solved.

Sure he had met the most dangerous pair in the city, The informant Izaya Orihara and the fortissimo that was Shizuo Heiwajima. His life had been in more danger than he could count because of their chases. Still now it was an everyday occurrence. His life was stuck in a routine. Wake up, go to school, leave school, get caught up in Izaya and Shizuo's fights, go home, go bed and repeat. It was the same thing day in and day out. It was tedious.

With a sigh he turned away from the window, facing the blackboard, his gaze on the slow ticking clock. Not even an hour into the day and he already wanted to run. "Ryugamine-kun is everything okay?" Smiling politely at his friend he nodded. "I'm fine. I just feel a little restless today." And every other day. So much for his evolution. He was stuck in the same system as everyone else. Behind him he could hear laughter an arm wrapping around his neck. "So Mikado has finally grown up."

"What do you mean? Kida-kun." His best friend laughed a cheeky grin on his face. "You've hit puberty. You're sexually frustrated. Which means... You should come girl hunting with me tonight." Lowering his head he let out a sigh. "Square root of three." Kida groaned. "That again? At least blast me with something decent." Scraping his chair back, the teen grabbed his lunch. "Are you coming?" His hand clapped over the blond's mouth before he could say anything crude.

The three of them sat on the rooftop, Kida teasing Anri, while he looked past the school gate. It was becoming a more frequent desire, to grow up and be free of everything. Maybe he should go and see Izaya. That was always interesting, even if the informant did scare him a little. "Oh? Who are you thinking about? You're blushing." Shaking his head he took in another mouthful, watching his friends. Why did it feel like he didn't belong here?

After escorting Anri half way home as Kida put it, Mikado made his way to his own run down apartment, the door creaking as he unlocked it. He had been in Ikebukuro for a long time now and still his apartment was nearly empty except for the essentials. Dropping his bag, the teen sat down in front of his computer, turning the plug on and waiting for it to load. It wasn't long before he was scrolling through the Dollar's forum and entering the chat room.

Tanaka Taro has entered the chat room

Setton:- Good evening.

Tanaka Taro:- Hello

Kanra:- You're here. I was getting booored.

Setton:- …

Tanaka Taro:- Is there anything interesting going on?

Kanra:- Well there's a rumour that something is happening at Yagiri Pharmaceuticals.

Setton:- ? Didn't that close down?

Kanra:- Who knows. There's a lot of gossip about it. It looks like something might happen tonight.

Tanaka Taro:- Like what? Is this to do with the dullahan?

Kanra:- Who knows. Wouldn't it be fuuun to find out?

Kanra has left the chat room

Tanaka Taro has left the chat room

Blue eyes gleamed logging back out. Yagiri Pharmaceuticals. They should have closed down after he had revealed his identity. Excitement ran through him his blood pumping quicker in anticipation. Maybe this was what he was looking for. Tonight he would go there and see if the rumours were true or not.

Monster. That was how everyone saw him. The fortissimo of Ikebukuro Shizuo Heiwajima. The blond with about as much control as a truck with no brakes speeding down a hill. He was dangerous and the people with death wishes didn't hesitate to tell him that. He was feared by everyone and hated by the ones that didn't. The idiots that came after him with spiked chains and baseball bats.

Pulling himself out of the shower he quickly got dressed, fixing the usual uniform he wore, the one of many bartender outfits his successful younger brother had brought him, only for the blond to fail miserably at keeping the job. Slipping his shoes on, Shizuo fixed his tinted sunglasses, sliding a cigarette from his new pack. They would only last half the day. Gently opening the door, his gaze rose to the clear blue sky, watching the fluffy white clouds slowly drift along.

He could say with conviction that he absolutely hated violence, he hated it when it was used against him and he hated it when he had no choice to use it because the idiots didn't know when to stop provoking him. After all his failed jobs, every failed chance at last he had found one that he couldn't get fired from. "Good morning, Shizuo." Raising his hand he greeted his boss. "Morning Tom-sempai."

Like every other day it started smoothly, he stood by Tom as his bodyguard, making sure the clients paid up and then moved to the next one. His nose twitched as a foul smell reached him. It was him again. No matter how much he told him to stay out of Ikebukuro the damn flea never listened, always coming back for more. "Go on. I can handle the rest." Nodding in apology he stood his ground, glaring at the spot his nemesis would appear at.

"Shizu-chan, what a coincidence meeting you here." The cigarette broke falling to the floor, crushed under his foot. "Izaaayaa! How many times do I have to tell you, stay out of Ikebukuro?" He hated Izaya, ever since high school the bastard had ruined everything for him. If he had never met the flea... Who was he kidding, he would still be the monster everyone knew him to be. "You were telling me? Sorry I thought you were barking."

With that the fur hooded figure turned and ran, his legs already pounding the pavement as he chased after him, his fingers wrapping around a signpost as he passed it, ripping it from the concrete. "Izaya-kun!" One of these days he would catch the annoyance and beat him within an inch of his life. Yet even Izaya he wouldn't hurt too badly. All he wished for was to be normal. To be someone that could casually greet Kasuka without anyone saying anything or ruining his little brother's reputation. Sure he had grown up in a happy household, but he was anything but happy.

It didn't matter if Kasuka patted him on the shoulder and told him everything was okay. It didn't matter when his parents, Tom and his friends accepted him. It was himself that he couldn't trust. Half of his strength was used to hold himself back from doing any real damage to anyone. Did the flea know that? That even he couldn't get him to go all out and completely let go. "Shizu-chan are you getting slower?"

Swinging the sign, he cursed as it was dodged, a glint of steel flashed through the air as his shirt tore. Again another uniform had been ruined. Hurling the sign, he chased Izaya around the corner, hearing a kid scream as he lifted the vending machine. "Get back here!" Even as the distance grew he could still hear that obnoxious laughter. "Make up your mind protozoan. Do you want me to leave or stay?" With a growl he flung the machine forward, sighing in frustration as it hit a brick wall, the glass smashed cans falling out.

Today was over quicker than he had thought. The flea had managed to get away, quite quickly at that. Shaking his head he ignored the line of blood across his forearm, taking out another cigarette, while his gaze once again looked up. What's wrong? Glancing at the screen, the yellow cat helmet tilted slightly. "Nothing." It was a day just like every other day. Another peaceful day that had turned to chaos. He could already hear the sirens, hear the panicked voices as the passer-bys took a look at the usual damage he had caused. "I never asked for this."

Asked for what? Taking a puff, Shizuo glanced next to him. "Having this strength. Celty, have you ever wished you were someone else?" His best friend shook her head. No. Because then I wouldn't have met Shijkjkjkj- Don't read that! The helmet fell off as her shadows spiked. She was typing away quickly trying to deny her feelings for Shinra. "I'm going home. It will be bad if the flea came back today."

Throwing away the empty packet, Shizuo kicked off his shoes, trudging over to the sofa. All of his furniture had been brought by Kasuka, it was the only reason everything was still in one piece. Picking up the remote, he turned on the television, stopping at a channel showing a small kitten being taken to the vet.

Hearing his stomach grumble he knew it was dinner time. Unfortunately he didn't feel like leaving the apartment or cooking. Feeling slightly guilty he opened the fridge taking out a pudding from the stock pile. "Sorry Kasuka. Just today." Every mouthful was delicious making him want more. Besides no one else was there to keep an eye on him. It wasn't like he could get sick or even fat, his body wouldn't allow it.

That night Mikado locked the door to his apartment, heading out into the dark. If there was something interesting happening then he would be a part of it. His steps quickened until he was running, headlights rushed towards him making him freeze. "Mika-pon. What are you doing out so late?" Ah it was the core of Dollars. While everyone else was happy to damage property or use the gang name to get what they want. Kadota and his friends had followed his suggestion. "I'm going to Yagiri Pharmaceuticals. I think something is happening."

Kadota nodded, giving Togusa directions while he climbed in the back seated between the two otakus. "We were heading there ourselves. Why are you smiling?" Because his heart was beating quicker. Something was going to happen. He could feel it. "Is that Shizu-Shizu and Iza-Iza?"

Izaya laughed turning the corner. Namie had been acting weirder than usual in the past couple of days, spending most of her time at the supposedly shut down lab. "Izaya-kun!" Looking down, he checked the contents of the convenience store bag. The protozoan was known for his sweet tooth, but the amount of pudding cups was ridiculous. The raven grimaced at the thought of all that sugar. "Give it back!"

He continued running in the direction to his destination. He knew Mikado would be there and probably Dotachin, so why not add a monster to the mix? "All those sweets are slowing you down!" Behind him he could hear a growl and the shout of his name. Nothing had changed, he could still lead the blond around.

Vaulting over the locked gate, he headed towards the open lab door. Namie was inside glaring at him. Was she mad because he cut her pay check? Or maybe it was because he had teased her beloved brother. "Izaaaya!" Something collided into his back, knocking him over. "This lab is mine. No one is having it." Yeah, she had finally become the mad scientist he had thought she was. It made his office a lot more entertaining. What was in her hand wasn't so much.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion, well slower than usual for his exceptionally sharp eyes. He caught sight of Mikado, Kadota and Karisawa running into the the other entrance. Then he caught sight of the blond's eyes widening as he realised what it was in his ex-secretary's hand. Surprisingly a strong hand wrapped in his coat and then he was flying over the gate, as Yagiri Pharmaceuticals exploded, the building crumbling. Something landed next to him. "Shizu-chan?"

Had the monster really just saved him? "Ow. Why did he stop me?" Next to him was the raven haired scientist. "Namie-san you're fired." The woman scoffed. "I quit! I'm taking Seiji out of Ikebukuro." With a smirk he waved her goodbye. "If you think that will get him to love you. Bye bye Namie-san." When she left cursing his existence, his face dropped, standing up and dusting himself down. So what if the protozoan had got himself crushed under the rubble? It was his own fault.

His steps paused. If he left it alone he would lose a few valuable pawns. There was no doubt the Dollar's leader was still in there. It was for his game that he was helping them. A way to kill time before he woke up Celty's head and took his rightful place in Valhalla. Flipping up his phone he called for an ambulance. Mikado was still a crucial part in his plans and Shizu-chan... Well it would be boring if he wasn't around, besides something like that wouldn't kill the monster anyway.

In four separate hospital rooms, four sets of eyes opened simultaneously. Each person remembering what had happened. It didn't take them long to figure out what was different. One gaped in shock, one smiled with bright eyes. One closed his eyes wishing it was all a bad dream while the last one squealed loudly with glee. Except for Karisawa and Mikado, the other two closed their eyes hoping it was all a bad dream.