Chapter One: Love at First Sight?

Disclaimer: I do not own Durarara.

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It was a picturesque spring morning. The sky was a crystal clear blue without a single cloud to tarnish it. The slightly warm air carried the freshly bloomed Sakura blossoms along with their scent that made the locals proud of their culture and the tourists in awe of it.

However there was one lone individual that didn't appear to appreciate the weather. He was the sort of man many women would love to take home to their parents, seemingly perfect.

The man was in his late twenties and towered over most people at a height of six feet and three inches. His overall physic would be classified as an Adonis, a muscular body with very little body fat, broad shoulders, long torso that held sculpted core muscles, narrowed waist, full robust chest, strong forearms and thighs.

He had sharp facial features such as a square jaw, prominent chin, pronounced cheek bones, and full lips that at the moment were turned downward. His hair could only be described as controlled chaos, as it hung just above his shoulders and above his vivid emerald oval-shaped eyes that were alight with intelligence.

However if you stared long enough you could see a deep sense of sorrow and ambiguity. The man looked to be the type that was comfortable wearing suits. His stylish, sleek black Italian three-piece suit and leather boots made him stand out amongst the salary men on the street. The only splash of color in his ensemble was the crimson tie and handkerchief in his lapel.

"Sometimes I wonder… what was the point of journeying to Tokyo? Sure my father died, but I was never close to the bastard," The man's rich baritone voice muttered under his breath.

"Oh well at least he had the decency to leave me in charge of the family businesses," He sighed while passing the face of an alleyway.

He was going to keep walking, but a muffled groan gained his attention. "Was that just my imagination?" He wondered until he saw out the corner of his eye, a dark shadow stirring further down in the alley.

"Great I'm going to get mugged due to my curiosity," He stepped into the alley. Upon closer inspection of the dark mass was actually a person.

The dark-haired male knelt beside the stranger and asked, "Hey, are you alright?"

His eyes took in the person who seemed to be unconscious and left abandoned beside a dumpster. The man's eyes widen at the beautiful creature in front of him.

He was an androgynous male of notable shorter height, with silken black hair draped around his pale delicate face that was unfortunately marred with a few bruises on his lip and on the side of his head.

However it was not just his face that was discolored, the battered male's slender hands were bloodied as the knuckles were burst open from hitting something repeatedly. "You're a fight I'll give you that," The emerald-eyed male snorted.

A thing of interest was the pair of silver ring on each of his index fingers. "Alright Kisuke this is no time to be ogling him, he needs medical attention," The man now identified as Kisuke mumbled as he gently scooped the shorter man into his arm bridal style.

When the man's head fell onto his chest Kisuke's eyes widen when he became all too aware of the bleeding wound on the back of the head.

Thinking nothing of it, he gently picked up the man bridal style and carried him to his hotel room. "Damn, did they try to cave in your skull?!" Kisuke cursed walking as fast he could without jostling the other's injuries.

Luckily they weren't far from his high-rise. "Kenichi-dono, it is good to see you have returned. Oh my goodness what happened?" The doorman gasped.

"No time to explain call, Yuma-sensei right away!" Kisuke barked, moving passed the doorman who nodded stiffly at the command, and went to the elevator to his penthouse.

Soon an elderly man wearing a lab coat and carrying a medical bag entered Kisuke's penthouse. He had silvery white hair on his head and neatly trimmed beard. His brown eyes sparkled in wisdom and compassion. His skin was weathered like many of his age, but he wasn't hunched over like most old men and still managed to remain in good shape.

"I assume you put him in the spare bedroom?" Yuma said while striding into the room in question.

"Yes and I already removed his clothing so you can take care of the damage quickly," Kisuke informed.

Yuma noticed the sharp shears on the nightstand and the nearly naked man on the bed, "Good I taught you well." Commenting on how Kisuke cut the clothes off instead of trying to take them off physically lest he upset an internal injury.

"I'll boil some water," Kisuke left the room. Apparently this was not the first time he assisted the doctor.

Yuma quickly examined the young man then went to work. "So how bad was he?" Kisuke asked sitting the basin of water next to the doctor.

"Not as much as it seems. The worse of it is the concussion, the bleeding fortunately had stopped and there is no swelling, but he'll be in for a terrible headache when he regains consciousness. His ribs needed to be wrapped, but luckily they weren't broken. I bandaged his hands and I left some salve for the bruising. Also his right ankle and left wrist were sprained so I put them in braces. It was evident he was fighting for his life," Yuma replied, his head shaking in pity whilst placing a comforter over the young man's body for warmth and to preserve his modesty.

Hearing that made Kisuke growl angrily, "Who could want to ruin someone as beautiful as you."

"Careful Kisuke, you mustn't fall so easily for a pretty face," Yuma advised, giving the younger male a knowing look.

Kisuke chuckled, "Am I that transparent?"

"Ah, the follies of youth. Anyway I'll leave some pain medicine for your guest," Yuma said nodding politely as he packed up his kit and headed out of the bedroom.

"Your payment will be wired to your account within the hour. Thanks Yuma-sensei for coming so quickly," Kisuke called out.

Yuma responded, "You're welcome. Goodbye Kisuke and take very good care of the patient."

Yuma's footsteps slowly grew fainter and then the sound of a door shut signaling the doctor's exit. Kisuke turned back around and jumped, startled by the glassy crimson eyes that stared at him.

"Oh… you're awake… that's good," Kisuke said inelegantly. "Great Kisuke impress him with your immeasurable vocabulary and silver-tongued articulation," He mentally face-palmed.

Coughing diplomatically Kisuke tried again, "Hello my name is Kisuke Kenichi. Not to worry, I'm not a kidnapper or anything… Damn it… I mean I found you hurt in an alley so I brought you to my home to take care of your injuries. Can you tell me your name? Can you tell what happened to you? Is there someone you wish to call?"

Kisuke smiled charmingly trying to put the other at ease, but it faded when he saw the panicked and confused look on the crimson-eyed stranger's face. He knew immediately what the problem seemed to be.

"Shh… don't worry if you're having trouble recalling we can just make up a name for the meantime. And you don't need to tell me anything right away. Now let's see. You need a name… how about Akai Metsuki for your beautiful eyes," Kisuke grinned causing the newly named Akai blushed slightly and smile a bit.

The newly dubbed Akai gingerly sat up, "Thank you." The smooth yet soft voice was sounded very pleasant to Kisuke's ears.

Kisuke then proceeded to blush remembering Akai was practically naked under the comforter. "Don't move I'll be back with something you can wear," The taller male flushed and raced out the room leaving Akai blinking in confusion.

Minutes later Kisuke came back with on a simple long-sleeved red satin button-down shirt that looked to be the top of a pair of pajamas, "Here put this on. I don't have anything that will fit you properly, and with your wounds it might be best not to wear anything too complicated."

Akai nodded in agreement slipped on the shirt, buttoning it slowly. "So are you feeling hungry? I have some pain relievers for you to take," Kisuke asked.

"Ootoro," Akai whispered.

"Huh?" Kisuke heard, but didn't understand.

"If it's not too much trouble can I have some Ootoro," Akai smiled embarrassingly making Kisuke virtually melt on the inside.

Kisuke grinned, "No problem I'll have it sent up in no time."

In next to no time Kisuke presented a large platter of Ootoro with great flourish to Akai causing the man to snicker at the look of wonderment on Akai's face.

Kisuke wordlessly gestured for Akai to eat, which he did with great enthusiasm. "How is it you're so skinny?" Kisuke muttered.

"It's mostly protein. By the way did I have any identification on me?" Akai asked.

Kisuke shook his head, "I checked your pockets when I had to cut off your clothes to get to the injuries, sorry about that, but I didn't find anything on you at all. You must have been robbed."

"I don't think so. I still have my rings," Akai disagreed.

Kisuke's eyes widen, "What?"

"The bloody rings on the nightstand, they're mine. Why I say that, because they would hardly fit you and as stated before are covered in blood. I can only assume they belong to me. Now pertaining to my doubt of robbery why steal my possessions, but not a pair of rings. Oh and before you say they might be fake, generally thieves take everything then check for fakes later once they are at a safe location. During a mugging there is no time to go through the process of assessing jewelry or give their victims such a brutal beating. No, something else happened to me," Akai deduced.

Kisuke blinked in astonishment, despite having no memory of his identity Akai displayed high levels of intelligence.

"Are you some sort of detective?" Kisuke chuckled apprehensively rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

"You do realize you're asking an amnesiac about their identity. I'm just observant or as far as I can tell, but there is no telling who I am until my memory returns. Though I would throw out being some sort of police officer, they would never be out without carry some sort of identification even if I was working undercover," Akai replied almost nervously. He was a bit afraid of his own behavior at the moment.

Kisuke asked rather reluctantly, "You're quite intelligent, but speaking of the police do you want me to take you to a police station?"

"No, I don't think that's a good idea. If it is all the same can I stay here with you? I have a bad feeling about going to the police," Akai smiled shyly.

"What about any friends and family? Are you sure you don't want to at least see if we can get the police to locate them?" Kisuke questioned. He didn't want to, but he would have felt guilty otherwise.

Akai replied, "I can't remember anything all. I… I feel safe with you and going out there alone with no information about myself terrifies me. I can't do anything without my memories."

"Maybe it is best if I stay with you for now. Who knows my memories might return in the morning making this whole conversation pointless. So for now let's not concern ourselves about anything until then," Akai suggested with a yawn.

Kisuke then smacked the side of his head causing Akai to look at him questioningly. "Sorry, but after all that's been going on I forgot to mention that I don't really live here, what I mean to say is that I was staying here while on business. I actually live in Kyoto and will be returning in the morning," Kisuke said sheepishly.

"Right… I'll to think of what to do tomorrow," Akai lied down and pulled the comforter over his body.

"Okay, I'll be right back," Kisuke left the room then returned dressed in sleepwear. Akai raised a slender brow as Kisuke smiled, "I thought I would stay here to look after you, just in case you need anything."

Akai snorted, "Of course, well then goodnight Kisuke." His eyes closed slowly, his breath even out, and he was asleep in no time at all.

"You're pathetic Kisuke falling for a pretty face and red eyes. You never learn do you?" Kisuke murmured before falling asleep.

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It was early in the morning when Kisuke's internal alarm woke him up. He could never sleep for very long in strange places. Kisuke groaned, ruffled his sleep mused hair with one hand. He tried to use his other to check his watch to see the time, but couldn't.

Glancing down to find Akai wrapped around his left arm, cuddling against his side, sleeping peacefully. The adorable image made Kisuke smile and try really hard not to coo at the sight.

"A cuddlier, huh… I could get use to this feeling waking up with someone beside me," Kisuke whispered.

"I could too," Akai whispered back, smiling up at Kisuke who blushed at being heard.

"You are a sneaky little thing aren't you?" Kisuke mocked admonished pulling away slightly, removing his arm from Akai's embrace.

Akai sighed, "I wouldn't know… there are no new memories today. I guess I have no choice, but to go to the police or maybe a hospital." He was a bit disappointed though it was hard to tell if it was from a lack of memories or from the separation with his human teddy bear.

"Come with me," Kisuke said abruptly. He inwardly cursed, he was usually a more cautious and levelheaded person. Though something about Akai made him unable to keep his thoughts in order and want to take risks.

"I understand that I'm being stupid and probably making the biggest mistake of my life to ask a total stranger, an amnesiac to just up and travel back home with me, but ever since I saw you wake up I felt a connection. I was never really one to believe in love at first sight. However the more I talk to you the more I want to be around you," Kisuke said passionately. This could end with either Akai coming with him or going home alone, but he needed to get this feeling off his chest.

"… Don't worry so much Kisuke. I'll go with you," Akai placed his hand over top of Kisuke's and held it gently.

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Kisuke sent for some clothes that would fit Akai being a simple pair of black jeans and red pullover. They hurried to freshen up and took a car to the airport. Both were excited, this was something neither had experienced before. Kisuke had never been one to take such chances. As for Akai, he couldn't remember his past so everything was new to him.

Akai asked, "Don't I need money for a plane ticket or some kind of identification to travel?"

"You won't need any of that for now," Kisuke said as the car took them directly to an airstrip. After a bit of walking they reached a private jet.

"Yeah I should have explained this, but money isn't really a problem for me," Kisuke rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.

Akai deadpanned, "I can see that." An easygoing smile came across his face once they boarded the jet. "Well of all the nice guys to rescue me I was saved by a rich one, how lucky of me, ne?" He chuckled humorously, which made Kisuke happy.

Kisuke was worried that upon discovering his wealth Akai would alter how he looked at him. It was the story of his life, most people tried to get close to him for his money and others who said it didn't matter got intimidated by his vast wealth and the responsibilities he held, they eventually left him.

"Let me formerly introduce myself then I am CEO and owner of Ken Technologies as well as several other notable businesses making me a multi-billionaire," Kisuke informed.

Akai smiled teasingly, "Don't worry so much you're still the knight in dark clothing that helped me when needed. Being a multi-billionaire and owner of a company will not change that. How did you ever get so successful with such a hesitant personality?"

"You're something else Akai," Kisuke chuckled huskily.

They were soon informed by the pilot over the intercom that they were preparing for take-off. "Do you need anything, sirs?" The flight attendant asked politely.

"Not at the moment thank you," Kisuke replied while Akai merely shook his head and the attendant walked off to perform their duties.

For some reason Akai only felt comfortable with Kisuke, which the man quickly picked up on and gently stroked Akai's hair softly being sure not to aggravate his head injury.

Soon the jet was in the air and they were both on their way to Kyoto unbeknownst to them, Akai's disappearance was not completely unnoticed.

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"Something's off…" A tall faux-blond hair man murmured to his dread-locked companion.

"What's up Shizuo? You seem worried about something?" Tom asked.

"It's probably nothing, but for some reason the air is a bit clearer today," Shizuo said ambiguously so much so not even he knew what he meant. Shizuo saw the confused look on Tom's face only offering a shrug as an explanation.

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End of Chapter