"Oi, flea. I'm back." Shizuo grunted as he dropped the keys on the kitchen counter.

There was no reply.

"Oiiii!" Shizuo tried again. Still no response.

He's probably sleeping, he thought. Izaya was sleepy these days, could just about sleep anywhere anytime. And it was 11:30pm.

Shizuo climbed up the stairs of the loft, towards their bedroom. He could just imagine the flea curled up in blankets with his lamp open and the light gently shining on his form.

He stopped abruptly, the room was dark and cool. The lamp wasn't on and the blanket was folded neatly at the foot of their bed just the way Izaya left it this morning.

Izaya wasn't there, he wasn't in the room.

Shizuo looked at the bathroom on his right, maybe he was in there… he slowly moved across the room towards the bathroom. He slowly opened the door, dreading the outcome.

It was empty.

He ran downstairs and grabbed the keys he left on the kitchen counter.

He tried for a last desperate phone call for his pregnant lover and when no answer came through he rushed out of the door.

He flew down the stairs and suddenly realized that he didn't know where to find him.

Ding~ Ding, ding, ding, ding~~~

"Arg, not now. Geez!" Shizuo rubbed his forehead and checked his phone. All of them was from Dollars.

Dollars:

Has anyone bought Doors from Ono Daisuke ye...

Dollars:

I opened a new store at Otome Road, come chec…

Dollars:

You guys know where we can buy Kamiya Hirosh…

Dollars:

OMG, is that Orihara Izaya getting carted off?!

Dollars:

Orihara was just kidnapped by someone infront of…

Shizuo widened his eyes.

He clicked on the first thread about Izaya and his eyes narrowed.

He then clicked on the next thread and he snapped his phone shut.

"Oh gods, are you serious? Izaya can defeat those people himself." Even though he said that he still stalked off towards the Aikawa labratory.

"What are you doing?!" Izaya screamed as he backed away.

"Aww, come on Izaya-chan~~~ It's just a little cut~~ It won't hurt~~"

"I don't care where are you going to slash that knife, but not my abdomen!" Izaya screamed again.

"But, but it's for my entertainment, and we want to experiment on you and your baby~~~" Aikawa sang.

"What sort of experiment?" the flea narrowed his eyes.

"We want to test how much can your baby endure~~ Since you are the first man ever to be pregnant and we want to know if the baby is strong enough for our.. future needs~~~" And with that said he swirled around and slammed the door.

"So our first test begins~~~" Aikawa's voice passed through the speakers.

In a second, the heaters surronding the room started working. The temparature went up instantly and Izaya started sweating.

"Izaya-chan~~ Did you know~~ That an increase in body temperature can be dangerous to your body, resulting in miscarriage and birth defects due to increased blood pressure? You didn't right? Well being the extremely nice and amazing person I am telling you this now, we will continue this test for about 10 mins, don't wanna hurt the little one tooo much~~~~"

The voice died down and Izaya was left in the room alone with his unborn child and the dizzying heat.

"Arggggggg!" BOOM. CRASH.

"Izaya! Where are you!" Shizuo stomped around the lab but there wasn't anyone in sight.

The lab was dark and it looked deserted. The dust was piling up and the papers torn up by the wind. Shizuo sunk his fist in the wall beside him.

Hah..Hah..Hah...Hah….

Shizu-chan….

Where.. are you..?

Izaya was currently lying down on his side, praying that his temperature wouldn't harm his baby.

How much time left..?

Three? Two? One?

BEEEEPPPP.

The heat dyed down instantly but Izaya's temperature was still high, still sweating and still panting.

"Izaya-chan you okay? We are about to begin the next test~~~~ Do you need a break?" Aikawa's annoyingly sweet voice passed through the speakers again. "You know what~~ I'll give you a break and some food~~~Being the nice person that I am~~~"

Snap, shut. The slot beside the makeshift table opened and closed as soon as the food was sent.

But when Izaya saw the aliments on the tray his growing appetite died.

It was a plate of nigirizushi.

It's not like Izaya doesn't like these foods, he loves them! It's that in his condition he shouldn't be eating raw things, especially that there is tuna.

The light in Izaya's eyes dimmed, he is sure that Aikawa knows about the things that he can eat and cannot eat.

The flea turned away from the tray and flopped down on the bed, thinking a way to get out of the place.

He observed the room again, the bed and the table were still at the same place, just like before.

The was a window and Izaya could see that it was dark out, like a palm covering the sky.

There was still a glass on the side of the room were the disgusting observers could do their jobs, freakin' obeserve their subjects.

The room was unnervingly white and lifeless.

Just like before.

But there was something wierd, for some reason now that Izaya looked around for the second time, there was something different than last time.

The window was facing the wrong way.

The last time Izaya was here, he couldn't see the sky, his vision should be concealed by another warehouse building.

The warehouse should be there. But it wasn't, it can't be that easily torn down, the last time Izaya saw it he noticed that it was made out of alloy steel, why did they get such a metal just to build a warehouse he couldn't understand.

Anyways, the thing is that Izaya couldn't see the warehouse that should be across this lab.

Now Izaya had doubts of where he was. Was he really at the exact same lab like last time?

Probably not.

Well, he just prayed that Shizuo knows where to look if he isn't.

"Izaya-chan~~~~" Aikawa's disgusting voice passed through the speakers again, "How was your break? Oh, you don't like sushi? Oh well, that's too bad~~"

"Now as I promised, the second test is on its way~~~~~"

On its way?

"Did you know how hard i had to work for this test? It was soo hard gathering these smoke~~~~"

Smoke? What smoke?

Izaya started coughing as soon as the smoke leaked in the room, he recongnized the smell, it was second hand smoke.

The flea instantly backed away and held up his furry coat to his nose and mouth, hoping that the smoke wouldn't get through and into his system.

"I think you know this but second hand smoke is bad for anyone but even worse for peregnant people, I only let out a little and I will let out more by the minute~~~~"

Suddenly Aikawa's voice turned serious

"Good luck to you, my precious little thing."