No, this is not the update of the angels & demons AU you've been waiting for. This is a new idea me and one of my friends came up with. Give it a chance, and I think you'll like it!
Disclaimer: I own only my OCs.
A light note echoed through the apartment Nanako Genda and her husband, Juzo, shared. Nanako went to the door and peered through the peephole.
"Who is it?" Juzo called from the kitchen, where he was eating breakfast.
"It's Min-chan," Nanako answered, opening the door to the seven-year-old boy and taking in his uncombed hair and pajamas. "Good morning, Min-chan! What-"
"Mommy locked herself in the bathroom!" the boy interrupted, his brown eyes wide with fear. "She wouldn't come out, and Miya got mad, and…and…" Nanako crouched and took the boy's hand.
"Let's go see what's wrong, okay?" she said soothingly. "Can you show me?" Surely the boy's mother, Meika, wouldn't just lock herself in a room. The boy nodded hesitantly and led his neighbor back to the apartment he, his mother, and his twin sister shared. Nanako paused when she saw the door to the bathroom, which was sporting a hole that looked like something had punctured the wood. "Min-chan, honey, what happened to the door?" The hole hadn't been there last week, when Nanako had checked in on her neighbor and the two women had eaten lunch together.
"I told you. Miya got mad," the boy answered. Nanako's worried frown deepened. Something was tickling the back of her mind, something Meika had mentioned last week…
"Where is Miya-chan?"
"Our room. Her hand hurts," he answered. Nanako decided the mystery of the hole in the door could wait. She reached up to the top of the doorway, where Meika had started keeping the key to the bathroom door after the children had accidentally locked themselves in one time too many.
"Meika? It's Nanako. I'm coming in, okay?" she called. There was no answer. Dread pooled in the pit of Nanako's stomach. "Min-chan, go check on Miya-chan, okay?" The boy nodded silently and went to the room he and his twin shared. Nanako waited until he was out of sight, then unlocked the door.
Meika was sprawled on the floor, a piece of paper clutched in one hand. Nanako bit back a scream and pulled out her cell phone.
Meika needed an ambulance and she needed it immediately.
Someone was knocking on the door. Shizuo Heiwajima grumbled and rolled over in bed, eying his alarm clock suspiciously. It wasn't time for him to go to work, so that couldn't be Tom pounding on his apartment door. So who was? Realizing that the noise probably wouldn't stop unless he got up and dealt with whoever had woken him up, he sighed and sat up, looking around for something to wear.
A few moments later, her was stomping toward the door, wearing yesterday's black pants and a clean white shirt – the one he'd worn the day before had been stained when someone had bumped into him and spilled coffee on it. He opened the door and scowled down at the police officer who apparently had cause to come looking for him.
"The hell do you want?" he snapped.
"Are you Shizuo Heiwajima?" the officer replied, seemingly trying to make himself as small a target as possible just in case the angry blond decided to forcibly remove him from the area.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Would you please come to the station? There's something we need you to clear up for us," the officer explained. Shizuo eyed the smaller man for a moment.
"I didn't do anything," he stated. The officer hesitated, then nodded.
"I know. It's not about you. It's about Meika Katsushika," he said. Shizuo's scowl darkened.
"Who the hell is –"
"Apparently, she's the mother of your children?" the officer interrupted. As soon as the words left the smaller man's mouth, he seemed to realize what a bad idea interrupting Shizuo Heiwajima was, because his eyes widened and he took several steps back. The blond didn't make any aggressive movements though. He seemed to be frozen in place, staring off into space.
"That's impossible," he whispered. The officer gathered his courage enough to speak.
"Ah, the note she left said you were the father, but we did run a DNA test to make sure," the officer managed. "They're your kids."
"There's no way…"
"Please, just…come to the station with me. The kids are waiting, and I'll explain the situation on the way," the officer said, seemingly regaining confidence since Shizuo was more shocked than angry. Shizuo hesitated, then nodded reluctantly. He wasn't sure what was going on – someone had made a mistake; he didn't have any children – but since he was awake, he might as well go with the officer and see what was going on.