Prettier Up-close
By – Hime no Ichigo

Genre: General/Romance
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Masaomi x Mikado x Aoba
Story Type: One-shot
Summary: It's not as if he really cared...but Mikado-senpai is an interesting individual.

Disclaimer: Durarara! is the intellectual property of Narita Ryougo.

Spoilers: Er, a little for the presence of Aoba, I guess? This will also have to bend canon a bit, since Masaomi and Aoba can't co-exist at the same place at the same time, so let's overlook this little detail okay?

Notes: Written for the Durarara! kink meme, the prompt being "Mikado, due to excessive computer screen staring, now needs to wear glasses. Kida is extremely turned on by this, and goes somewhere private with Mikado's stolen glasses to masturbate, and only returns the glasses after school, claiming he 'found' it."

This is the fourth instalment because anons on the kink meme are enabling enablers, even though I said I'd stop after the second one. orz

Are we noticing a trend here? Everyone gets their own POV!

Kuronuma Aoba has never considered the possibility of being homosexual, and he most certainly does not see himself with someone from his school, because he's so much better than the rest of them. But when he finally meets Ryuugamine Mikado through a very physical interaction, he has to stop and rethink his life all over again.

The infamous leader of Dollars (and Blue Squares now) is nothing like his meek personality at school, Aoba realizes after spying on him for a good month. Cold and merciless in the harsh world and back alleyways, Mikado is capable of wounding his hand with his pen as if blood is his meal; yet he is shy and modest when the teacher calls on him, or when he's carrying out his classroom duties as class representative. Aoba finds this double personality intriguing and exciting. It is a strange, new feeling in his stomach—he's never been so into another person, and it gives him a thrill whenever he thinks about his senpai.

Mikado-senpai doesn't pay attention to him in school, as if he is resolute in keeping his two lifestyles separate and unknown. Half of Aoba understands; he is, after all, a year younger, and they will never share classes together in Raira Academy unless he can fast-track (which he can't, a shame, isn't it). His other half is irritated, willing his senpai to at least acknowledge his existence; just a simple good morning or a nod of his head is enough to last him through a day. He's not that picky.

His classmates whisper behind his back, wondering exactly what is so good about that Ryuugamine Mikado—he's such a pushover. Aoba keeps silent yet his blood boils as they continue to mutter; they don't even know half the story, so how dare they talk about Mikado-senpai like that? They haven't seen what senpai can pull off, nor have they seen senpai up close. Aoba loves the eyes of Mikado-senpai the most, especially when they harden like sapphires, much like his own.

So when Mikado-senpai arrives at school one morning with a pair of glasses, Aoba's breath is stolen at how the black rims accentuate the gentle curves of Mikado-senpai's face, and his eyes, most of all. His eyes – Aoba flails a little inside, unable to forget the new look throughout his morning classes.

But the next day he spots Mikado-senpai, his glasses are conspicuously missing. He chalks it up to the fact that maybe Mikado-senpai isn't too used to the glasses yet, so he needs to take a break from them occasionally. A day, two weeks...something's wrong with this picture here.

Aoba starts scrutinizing those around Mikado-senpai. The blond who hangs out with Mikado-senpai and Sonohara-senpai is, more often than not, missing these days. No one really knows the reason – even Mikado-senpai looks lost and confused, and Aoba decides he doesn't like that look on his face. It doesn't suit him.

He follows Mikado-senpai one day, after seeing him stomp from the rooftop to the fourth floor. Aoba knows there's barely anything on this floor, and if Mikado-senpai is coming here...what is he going to do that he doesn't want anyone to know or see? Aoba doesn't need to wait too long, and it doesn't matter if he's hidden from view or not – he's seen and heard enough of the world to know what's going on in that partially-open stall, and those are definitely human feet he sees.

His face flushes, not simply because of the fact that he would catch Mikado-senpai doing this kind of thing at school, but because he's affected by it much more than he expects. (He's not a homosexual...at least, he's not aware of being one.) He goes to the girl's washroom next door, finding release easily as the walls aren't exactly soundproof or thick. In his mind, Mikado-senpai looks even more beautiful, glasses reflecting glare and aah—

Aoba makes it his mission for the next two years to make Mikado-senpai look at him like the man he is – or at least, will grow to become. There's no way he can let that blond – what's his name again, Kida Masaomi? – have Mikado-senpai all to himself. Not when he and the leader of Dollars and Blue Squares have a deeper relationship than what meets the eye.

- Owari -

Authoress' Notes: Haha Aoba...first time writing him, so please correct me on his characterization!