What a shame I think it is that there are like no mpreg stories for this couple yet. I think there is one but it hasn't been updated in a while. Anyway, I am writing this because I love DRRR! and I wanted to give this a shot. Also expect a Mikado/Kida oneshot from me sometime in the hopefully near future.

Shizuo: Cookie doesn't own Durarara! or its characters.

Me: If I did, I would make the light novel available in America because I can't find it anywhere!

Unusual Absence

Something isn't right.

That's what Shizuo Heiwajima thought to himself as he inhaled more of that delicious nicotine into his mouth through the lit cigarette in his fingers. He was strolling down the same crowded street in Ikebukuro for the fifth time today looking for a certain flea to be hiding in the shadows. But alas, the informant was nowhere to be seen.

Of course he was talking about Izaya Orihara. It had been like this for 3 or 4 months now. The thought of not fighting with the bastard unsettled Shizuo greatly. There has to be something going on. Izaya must be plotting something. Yes, that's the only realistic answer.

If that's the case, Shizuo had quickly decided that he had no other choice but to pay a visit to the flea and see what the hell he is doing that is keeping him from picking a fight.

Izaya was alone in his office, lying on the couch, covering his eyes to block the sun's cruel morning rays. It was bad enough he had a migraine. He knew today wouldn't be a good day, which is why he sent Namie home for the day, insisting that she wasn't going to be needed at all.

Rolling onto his back, Izaya groaned outwardly. Fuck, I've been feeling so crappy for the past few months that I haven't been able to get out much. This killed the informant because he has genuinely missed the daily squabbles with dear Shizu-chan. But right now, he just wasn't feeling like himself at all.

He already paid a visit to the psycho doctor a few weeks ago. But Shinra said he couldn't do much for him at the time. He drew some blood for testing and sent him on his way. Then two days later, Celty met up with him in the park nearby to tell him something important.

Pfft, the conversation they had made him giggle. It couldn't have been more unbelievable. Izaya still lay there, convincing himself he must have read the text wrong on the PDA. He shook his head and stood up rather shakily from the bed. He stretched out his aching back and felt his shirt slide up a little letting the cold air hit his stomach. Izaya then descended over to the other side of the room to his desk, and pulled up the chat room.

Almost immediately, Celty opened up a private messaging session with him.

[Setton-san: Izaya, please tell me you have taken Shinra and my words into consideration.]

[Kanra: I'm staying at home or at the office a lot more like you asked but only because I have felt like total shit for the past several weeks.]

[Setton-san: Good. I suppose you still don't believe what Shinra's results were?]

[Kanra: Nooooope.]

[Setton-san: Izaya, this is Shinra, please promise Celty and I that you will stay out of fights with Shizuo. At least for now as a safety precaution.]

[Kanra: Since I love you humans so much, I'll do it. Just this once. I don't really feel like messing with Shizu-chan today. And I probably won't as long as I feel bad.]

[Setton-san: Speaking of Shizuo, Shinra and I were wondering, if what we say is true, would Shizuo be…?]

[Kanra: If by the small chance you are correct in your assumptions, yes he would be. I haven't slept with anyone else with me on the bottom. How humiliating. Amazing what alcohol can do to ya.]

[Setton-san: We agree whole-heartedly. Take care, Izaya. And please, for the sake of you both, be safe.]

[Kanra: No promises.]

-Kanra is offline-

Izaya decided it would be best to log off. He didn't want to talk to Mikado-kun; he'll no doubt start asking questions. Plus, he could feel a slight tremor, which could only mean…

A fist punched through the door, drawing the brunette's attention to it. The abused door was soon kicked in and there stood the strongest man in Ikebukuro, Shizuo Heiwajima.

"Shizu-chan~!" Izaya exclaimed happily, "To what do I owe such a pleasant visit?"

"You…where have you been?" the feral man growled.

The informant smiled, deciding to be sarcastic today, "Here, obviously."

The blonde's patience was beginning to wear thin, in a flash, he had Izaya pinned up against the wall, "Listen you damn flea, I don't know what you are up to or what you are planning, but I will stop it before it even begins."

Being used to this treatment, said flea was not fazed, "I honestly have no idea what you are talking about. I've been staying off the streets for the past few weeks under doctor's orders."

Shizuo loosened his grip and backed up, "Doctor's orders? What the hell is that supposed to mean? Are you telling me you're sick?"

The informant shrugged, answering honestly, "Well, I'm not exactly sure. I've been feeling really messed up lately. My back's been hurting, constant migraines, and the fact that every single fucking time I wake up in the morning, I throw up everything in my stomach which is usually nothing. So putting the pieces together, I'd say I'm pretty damn sick, Shizu-chan."

Grey orbs stared into red, scavenging for any hint of lying, but found none, "Well, what did Shinra say?"

Taken slightly aback at the sudden concern, Izaya sighed and shook his head, "You don't wanna know."

Shizuo followed Izaya's movements with his eyes as the brunette went back over and laid back down on the couch. Gazing at the relaxed informant, laying on his back and rubbing his temple.

"I'm telling you, these migraines never go away. I've had the same one for a good few weeks now." He fussed.

It was then that the blonde noticed something rather unusual. There was an unusual slight raise in Izaya's abdomen that disturbed him a bit. And the strip of skin that was exposed looked a tad swollen. It was hard to see under the black long sleeve shirt Izaya was wearing, but Shizuo was positive it was there.

"Izaya." He said in a more serious tone, "What did Shinra say to you? I would like to know. Even if you don't, Celty will tell me anyway."

The brunette sat up so he was lying on his elbows, "God, what is this sudden concern you have for me, Shizu-chan? I didn't know you cared this much."

"I don't!" the bodyguard hissed, "I just wanna get rid of some suspicions." He glanced at the flea's stomach again.

Collapsing on his back again, Izaya let out a long sigh, "Well before I say anything, let me tell you that I think this is total bullshit."

Shizuo stared into the demonic irises of Izaya's, intent on hearing every word clearly.

"They…they think I'm pregnant."

So I hope this turns out good! Let me know what you think! Bye!

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