[Insertname] had never felt more tired. Her 5 year old son, Nakura had pestered her to take her out to play so much she had no choice but to comply. She didn't feel like doing anything that day, but she couldn't let Nakura see that she was not interested in playing with him. He was very much like his father. He would stop at nothing to annoy others and get what he wants. When they returned to their apartment, Nakura headed back to his bedroom, rubbing his reddish-brown eyes.

"I'm taking a nap, mama..." he yawned as she nodded," alright..." she walked him into the room, tucking him into bed and kissing his forehead.

After she closed the bedroom door, she couldn't help but feel a little lonely. The rest of the apartment was empty and the only sound she could hear was the air ventilation's soft buzzing. She sighed and sat down on the black leather couch, opening her laptop. She logged on to the dollars website and entered the chatroom.

(Chatroom format)-

-[online name] has logged in-
Setton: ah! [Online name]-chan. You're here!
Taro Tanaka: good evening!
[Online name]: Ah... hey
Setton: We were just talking about you!
[Online name]: Eh? What about me?
Setton: Oh... nothing much. We were just thinking you would be spending time with Nakura
[Online Name]: he's taking a nap now... he pestered me all morning to take him out to play and now he's all worn out. Gah... now that I think about it, I'm really hungry
-Kanra has logged in-
Kanra: HEEEEEEEEEY EVERYONE~!
Taro Tanaka: Hey, Kanra-san.
[Online Name]: oh hey...
Kanra: ehhhhh... what's with the half-hearted welcome, [online name]-chan?
Kanra: Could it be... that you miss me too much?! ^^
[Online Name]: there's no way in hell...
Setton: you two always fight...
Taro Tanaka: more like squabble...
Kanra: mouuuuuu... it's not called a squabble, it's called a friendly disagreement desssuuuu~
[Online Name]: pfttt... idiot
[Online Name]: Anyway, where are you?
Kanra: Hmmm? Oh oh... I just bought some good sushi~ sushi sushi!
Setton: You seem especially hyper today...
Taro Tanaka: I thought Kanra was always like that...
Setton: did something special happen today?
Kanra: it's. A. Se-cr-et~ 3
[Online Name]: hmph. Whatever. I never wanted to know anyway. I'm logging off now.
Taro Tanaka: ah? So soon?
Kanra: what's wrong? Did I say something wrong? :, (
[Online Name]: No. I don't want your phone running out of battery again from using the internet too much.
Kanra: I always have a back up~
[Online Name]: whatever. Bye now.
Setton: goodbye.
Taro Tanaka: oh, bye!
Kanra: Buh bye~!
-[Online Name] has logged off-

[Insertname] sighed and closed her laptop, getting off of the couch. She decided to have a bath to cool down.

She entered the shower and turned the shower head on. The cold water poured down her, soothing her aching muscles. She thought about Nakura, how her usually lazy self would be unable to catch up with such a hyper boy. He was so full of youth and his smile would never fail to make her heart warm. He looked like his father in every way. His hair, his eyes and maybe even his personality. Although lacking in the cunning wit and creepy sadism from his father, they were both equally jolly, childish in fact. Both of them always knew how to annoy others and they find joy in seeing other people's reactions. They would laugh at it together, like an evil father and son duo. Sometimes, it would scare [insert name] herself. She remembered the other time she took Nakura out for lunch and bumped into Heiwajima Shizuo. The strong man didn't seem the least bit pleased about Nakura's presence and cursed to himself, trying with all his might to think about anything other than the one thing he loathed the most in the universe. But Nakura was just a kid, so Shizuo managed to calm himself down. [Insert name] was good friends with Shizuo, and the blonde could only be happy that the flea didn't decide to toy with her feelings. The existence of Nakura was proof of it.

She was lost in her thoughts when the sound of the door being unlocked caught her attention. She quickly turned off the shower head, dried herself and put on her clothes.

He's back. The father of Nakura, her husband. And also, the only man who could drive her up the wall with his attitude and yet make her feel so safe and secure whenever she was in his arms.

"Oh~ Out of the bath so soon? That's a pity...I wanted to join you." The raven haired man gave a fake pout.

"Shut up. You're late." [Insert name] crossed her arms angrily and glared at him. Her annoyance didn't seem to get through him, though, as he gave a slight smirk and said in his usual mocking sing-song voice," how mean...I had to run some extra errands you know? It was so boring, but at least it paid off well..." the man slipped his hands into the pocket of his fur-trimmed coat, pulling out a brown envelope that [insert name] was all too familiar with. Inside it, would always contain the payments of her husband's illegal doings.

He was Orihara Izaya. The information broker of the city. Some people considers him as the strongest and most dangerous man in Ikebukuro, but Izaya was never interested in being directly involved in fist fights, so that title was naturally given to Shizuo. Izaya's job was of an informant. Sometimes he would stalk people and give out information for fun. He loved to see the reactions of his beloved humans when he makes them miserable. Upon questioning him, one would not get an answer to his deeds other than "I love humans".

She thought by getting married and having a child, Izaya would learn to be more sensible and mature. However, the birth of Nakura only seemed to spurr on the child in Izaya even more. More often than not, [insert name] would find herself getting worn out from the explosive energy of the two.

"Oh. And I bought back sushi for dinner~" he raised the plastic bag that he held in his left hand as he walked to the coffee table, placing it down.

"Namie told me you didn't have anything important to do though..." [insert name] scowled and clenched her fist.

"It was rather last minute..." Izaya took off his coat and placed it on his office desk, looking out the window at the night sky," just ran into some hooligans who recognised who I was. It wasn't anything that I was interested in...but I didn't have anything to do anyway~"

"You have a son to take care of!" She hissed, unable to keep the anger out of her voice.

"And a wife who wants me to spend more time with his family..." Izaya smirked and sat down on his office chair. [Insert name] blushed madly and looked away. It was the truth she wanted to be with Izaya and Nakura as a whole family more often. Izaya was either busy on his computer or out of the house, he played with Nakura a lot lesser than before.

Izaya propped his elbows on to the desk and rested his head in his hands," am I not right, [insert name]-chan~? You seemed mad at me online too..." Izaya was the only one who see rught through her, know what she was thinking and make use of it against her. That's one thing she hated most about Izaya, how he found it so easy to manipulate others and interpret their reactions and emotions with high accuracy. In [insert name]'s case, Izaya would always be spot on about what she was thinking.

"Fine, fine... I'll try my best to do that, if that makes you feel better~" he grinned," prepare to get teased a lot more often, okays?"

Before [insert name] could retaliate and hide her red face, the door to Nakura's bedroom opened.

"Are you two fighting...? I-i don't want mama and papa to fight...: he said in a half-awake voice.

"It's not fighting. It's a friendly disagreement~" Izaya sprung off his chair and walked to Nakura, petting him on the head gently. "So. What did you and mother do while I was away today?"

"We played together outside all day! She seemed rather annoyed..." Nakura laughed as Izaya chuckled," hmmm...? That's good~"

"H-hey! What did you mean by it's good!?" She widened her eyes as Izaya held Nakura's small hands and led him to the couch.

"Mmmnnn nothing~ nothing you need to know of~" izaya replied as Nakura turned to her and copied his father," it's nothing~ it's a secret!" She sighed heavily as the two children laughed together.

"L-let's just start eating!" She sat herself next to Nakura so that the boy was sitting in between his parents.

"Next time, at least be back home on time!"

"Oh~ alright... then. I'l be back home so we can both make fun of you more~" Izaya smirked and messed up [insert name]'s hair, with Nakura Orihara laughing along.