Prologue

Hello! So this idea suddenly came out of my mind after reading a certain book. Also, a lot of MPreg fics and authors inspired me to write my own. Don't worry, I'll not copy your own work coz I already had the plot of this story, planned out. Since this is my first time, writing this kind of fic, it will be appreciated if you give me some ideas and constructive criticisms through your reviews! ^_^

On the other note, this will remain as Rated T. There will be no smut (coz Mpreg fics don't always have to be a smut scene in it)to consider the young readers (lol even me myself is still underaged XD)

Warning: grammar and typographical errors, OOCness, etc.

Disclaimer: Durarara is only owned by the oh-so cool Narita-sensei.

"How are you feeling?" Shinra rubbed circles on Izaya's back as he emptied the contents of his stomach in the porcelain bowl.

"Disgusting." Izaya wiped off the excess drool and bile from his face and grabbed a mouthwash, gargling his mouth in the minty liquid. He resumed his work as if what happened didn't matter.

"Izaya. I know that you are in a difficult situation right now but please think over what I told you." Shinra sighed. He's really worried with his friend right now. well because what's happening with Izaya is partially his fault.

"I'll think about it." was Izaya's quick reply, not wavering his eyes from the multiple computer screens and continuously typed.
'Like hell I want this to happen.'

"Okay. I hope you'll not regret whatever you decide. This is a rare blessing, you know." the underground doctor fixed his glasses and walked through the door. With a last glance from the busy informant, he closed the door and walked out of the apartment to meet his beloved Celty.

"He still hadn't made up his mind." Shinra said as he caught the shadow helmet Celty had thrown to him before he positioned himself at the back of Celty's horse.

[Let's just hope, he'll make the right decision.] Celty typed in her PDA before she also rode the motorcycle horse.

"I know. He is Izaya so I can't really tell what's really on his mind." Celty started to sped off to their love nest in Ikebukuro.

"They are crazy. So fucking crazy." Izaya is sipping his tea, deciding that he should at least take a break from all his work.

"Tch." he spit the tea and spill it in the kitchen sink. Just the smell of tea makes him sick to the pit of his stomach. He can't even eat now peacefully because every time he just smell his favorite food, he's just going to throw them up with the acidic taste of bile and gastric juices.

"This is all of that monster's fault." he stomped his way to his work desk to continue his work. Because of this, his work is also delayed and now needed to finish all of his job. Namie not here also didn't help but made the matter worse. "Such a stupid and useless secretary."

The next morning, he found himself waking at the sound of his own throwing up in the bathroom. "Shit. Another day again." After cleaning his mess, he decided to take a bath to lessen his migraine and back pains. At these times, there is nothing better than to take a hot shower.

After taking a bath, he looked at himself in the mirror and frowned when he saw his own reflection.

"Tch. So it's becoming noticeable huh? I guess I lost this time huh? I can't risk my life either, looking at how fast you are growing." He covered himself in the towel before changing to his comfortable clothes. He made his decision. Work can wait for later and so he made his way to Shinra.

So how is this chapter? Good, bad? And sorry if it is short, I'll make the later chapters longer if this story gets positive response. Please review! Thanks a lot! :D