Hiyo!~ So I've decided to do a Shizaya fic. But I wanted to try something different... Maybe, a mpreg? But the only question is: who is the mommy? I wonder how it'll turn out...
This is my first time writing a mpreg.. So be nice~ :P
But anyway, Enjoy!~ :D
Shizuo stood above the counter, clenching his stomach to try to keep everything down. Another wave of nausea hit him a like a punch. This has been happening for the past week after he decided to try something different. And it's been a year since he proposed to Izaya.
Then, he just couldn't hold in it any longer, so he just vomited in the sink. Breathing heavily, he looked at his phone beside him, waiting for it to vibrate. "It's quarter to nine. Izaya should be back soon... I'm gonna fucking punch the crap outta him when he gets back." Shizuo panted. He glanced at the little test-thingy beside his phone. And the results nearly made him throw up again.
Positive. All of them. Positive. Blue. Like the color of that ring...
:D
Shizuo remembered that day so well, like it was just yesterday. No, maybe even a few hours ago. They were fighting as usual near the Russia Sushi, throwing blades and signs here and there. It was quite uncomfortable to move with a little box inside you butt pocket. But that little stupid box contained a bundle of happiness, and Shizuo wanted to reveal that bundle to the smirking raven. He was just waiting for the one perfect moment to do it. And it seemed to be a long time until the moment seemed perfect.
Shizuo had chased Izaya into a alley-way with a dead-end. The raven panted as he saw the large blond walk up to him, with a menacing grin on his face. For once in his life, he was scared. Scared of Shizuo. Scared of his grin. Scared of what he was looking for in his back pocket. His heart raced even faster when Shizuo grabbed his neck and thrusted him upward. "Listen you stupid flea. Stand up and don't run away. Got that?" Izaya looked confused, let out a sigh, and stood up. "Why you want me to stand up?" And suddenly, Shizuo was on his right knee, looking for the little box in his pocket. "Hah. Are you surrendering to me? I have an idea. Because you are giving yourself to me, you can be my slave! How's that sound?" Izaya laughed. But he stopped when he saw Shizuo pulling out a small black box with golden thread around its borders. Black like his hair, gold like Shizuo's. "What's in there? An offering to the King?" Again, he chuckled softly. And again, he stopped. But this time, he didn't dare to open his mouth when Shizuo gave him a death glare.
"Izaya Orihara. Ever since high school, I've had some sort of feeling for you. I never knew what it was called. I've never felt this way for anyone else, even for the prettiest girls. But as we continued to grow, and as we continued to fight, the feeling became stronger. And I still never understood that feeling. And finally, as we became grown-ups, and as we continued to fight for no fucking reason, I now know what this feeling is. Love. I never knew it was possible, maybe even forbidden to love a useless being like you. But there was something about you that... stuck with me... W-Well, what I-I'm trying to s-say is th-" He felt a sudden tug on his blond locks. "J-just hurry up and say what you wanna say..." Shizuo looked up. Even though it was a dark alley, he could still see Izaya's face flushed in a red tone and damp with tears of joy.
"F-fine..." He cleared his throat. "Er-hem..." And started to open the little box, which had a little gold ring with a beautiful blue sapphire, surrounded by little silver birds with a little gold heart above them.
"I-Izaya Orihara. W-Will you... marry... me?"
Izaya tried to cover his mouth to hold in his sniffing and whimpering. But he just couldn't hold it in. He was just so happy he fell to his knees and hugged Shizuo. "So, what's you answer?" Shizuo hesitantly asked, afraid of what the crying raven was gonna say next. "W-what do you think, you stupid Shizu-chan? Of course, it's a yes..."
Shizuo gave a little smile, "What? I can't hear you..."
"Yes... Shizu-chan"
"What was that? Did I just hear something?"
"Yes! I love you Shizu-chan!~"
"What?! I still can't hear you! Speak up!"
"You are fucking deaf!"
"Still can't he- Hey, what?! I fucking propose my feelings to you and you say th-"
Izaya grabbed Shizuo's soft bangs and pulled him close enough for him to land a kiss on his soft lips. And Shizuo gave in, thrusting the raven's jacket hood toward him, deepning the kiss even further. Shizuo pushed Izaya against the hard brick wall behind him and continued to kiss even harder. Izaya was having such a hard time catching up with the blond's harsh actions, so tried to retreat. When Shizuo felt the raven trying to move back, he decided to release him. They panted for a while, trying to make sense of what had just happened. And then, Izaya saw the ring on the floor. He was about to get it, but Shizuo picked it up and grabbed Izaya's slender hand. "This ring cost me a fortune, and you're leaving on the floor. How rude. It deserves to be..." He slid the ring on Izaya's finger. "Right here."
:D
"Uh... I never knew that vomiting could feel so good..." Shizuo stumbled to the couch grabbed the remote to flip through channels, just to buy time until his little Izaya-kun comes home. He covered his stomach again, knowing that nothing will come back up. But Shizuo knew that his stomach wasn't growling because of the lack of food, but something else. Positive. It was bothering him, and if something is bothering him, he takes it out on surrounding signposts. And since there was nothing like that nearby, he chugged the nearest object to the door: his cellphone. "Dammit Izaya, come back home already!" As soon as the phone left his hands and made its way to the door, it rang. "Oh shit!" But it was already too late.
"Shizu-chan, I'm hom-" The door creaked open and Shizuo's phone hit Izaya straight in the nose. "Ouch! What the hell was that for!? I come home with a bag of sweet pudding and you hit me in the nose?!" Izaya stopped yelling when he saw Shizuo's face. It looked distressed and in agony. "Oh.. Shizu-chan, are you okay?" He dropped the bag of pudding on the table and cuddled next to his lover. "Sorry I yelled. I didn't know you missed me that much. Something wrong? Are you hitting puberty again?" "Shut up... I'm just stressed, I guess.."
Izaya gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Ya know you can tell me anything. I can get skip work tomorrow if it makes you feel any better..."
"Nah, it's nothing. Don't worry about it. You don't need to skip work for me..." Shizuo gave Izaya a little kiss on the nose.
"Oh, maybe you're sick..." He lifted Shizuo's bangs and felt his forehead. "It's a bit hotter than usual, but maybe it's always like that~"
Shizuo took Izaya's hand out of his forehead and carried him Bridal Style down the hallway to their bedroom. "Huh? You wanna go to bed now? That's a good idea, sleeping will help you feel better..." Shizuo halted, nearly hitting Izaya's head on the doorpost. "No, it's not that. Being in the same bed with you is the only medicine the doctor recommends for me..." Shizuo said before kissing Izaya's forehead and gently placing him on the soft King-Sized bed. "Well, lemme help you with that." Izaya wrapped his arms around Shizuo's neck and pulled him downward for another kiss. "You should be better in no time now."
:D
At seven o clock, Shizuo woke up with another nausea wave and ran to the bathroom. "I have a good feeling I know what's causing these damn waves. But how am I gonna tell Izaya?" He sat on the toliet seat and thought about it for a while. Then his phone rang. It was Celty.
(regular is Shizuo, bold is Celty.)
"Hello?"
"Hi Shizuo! What's up?"
"Well... I kinda need to ask you something..."
"Well, so do I!"
"You sound awfully excited about something... You go first."
"Okay Okay! So.. um... well..."
"Well? Spit it out." He left the bathroom to get a glass of water and took a big gulp.
"I'm pregnant!"
Shizuo spit out his water all over the counter. "WHAT!?"
"Yea, I am! I just got all my results in today!"
"A-are you serious? Who's the father? Another Dullahan, right?" Again, Shizuo took another sip.
"Nope~"
"Then who's the father?
"Shinra, of course!"
And again, he spat it out all over the counter. "WHAT?! WHY DO YOU TRUST THAT PSYCHO WITH YOUR CHILD?! WHY DID YOU HAVE IT WITH HIM ANYWAY?!"
Celty snarled. "Why?You should of known it was gonna be Shinra. What's wrong with Shinra anyway?"
"Well, it's just that I don't trust him with children. He might do some surgery on him. Who knows?"
"K whatever. Now, what's your news?"
"Well, remember how I told you that I'm with Izaya right?"
"Oh no, are you breaking up?"
"No, no, no. It's just that I wanna tell him something, but I don't know how he'll react..."
"I doubt that. He'll understand you, just be honest and tell him what's on your mind."
"How do you know that?"
"Because, when you proposed to him and became a couple, he understood those risks and accepted them. So just believe in him."
"That's sorta hard, trusting that flea."
"But he's your boyfriend."
"True... Fine. Thanks Celty. Good luck with the child."
"Yea thanks. Glad I helped. Cya."
Celty hung up and Shizuo decided to take her advice. He would man up and tell Izaya what was going on. Maybe Izaya wouldn't agree, but Shizuo wouldn't give a damn anyway. He just wanted to get the burden off his chest. "Ugh. This is so stressful! How am I supposed to tell him?!" And as you know, he takes his anger out on the nearest thing he can grab, which is again, his cellphone. And once again, he chugged it at the door that was conveniently opening. "I'm home ear-" And the phone was aiming straight for Izaya's face again. "Nice try Shizu-chan." He grabbed the phone in mid air and handed it back to Shizuo. "Look, Izaya... I-I sorta need to tell you something..." Izaya sat down beside Shizu-chan. "I'm all ears."
"Well..." Shizuo felt hesitant for a second.
Being the comforting person he is, Izaya gave him a pat. "Don't worry. I'll listen to anything you have to say."
He took a deep breath in and sighed deeply.
"I'm pregnant."
So... How was the first part-ish? I dunno if it's good or not... I've never written a mpreg before, so this probably sucks... T^T ...So yea:P
I NEED MOTIVATION! I CAN'T WRITE (or type) WITHOUT IT!
I might continue if this gets popular (which will never happen :P) AND/OR if I'm in the mood to. ^~^