I've got another chapter for ya! I hope you enjoy! It might be a bit short though.
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Unusual Absence
This was stupid.
Izaya thought to himself as he sat there in the bathroom of his apartment, a little white stick in his hand. He stole it from Namie's purse when she was busy with paperwork.
He sighed with impatience and looked at the clock. 5 minutes sure was taking its goddamn time…
"This is ridiculous." The informant said out loud, "Why the hell am I doing this anyway? There is no way I could be pregnant. It's downright impossible."
The raven heard a beeping noise and took a deep breath. Okay, if I'm not pregnant, it should have a minus sign on it. If it's a plus... no I'm not gonna think about that. It should be a minus.
He shut his eyes tightly and said a quick prayer. After that he opened them and looked at the stick. It was then, that his heart stopped.
A plus…
"No…" Izaya whispered, the pregnancy test falling from his trembling hands, "No no no no no, oh my God please no." His head fell into his hands, "This can't be happening. Not to me. Please, not now."
The informant could feel tears prickling his eyes and making their way down his cheeks.
Izaya sniffled and let his hands fall to his sides as he looked up to the ceiling, trying his best to keep tears from falling, "Oh my god. This is really happening." He picked the white stick up off the floor and threw it into the trash.
He sighed and wiped away the leftover tears on his face. He dug down in his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. After dialing a certain number he put the phone up to his ear and listened to it ring a few times.
"Hello?"
"Hey."
"Who the fuck is this?"
The raven chuckled inwardly, "It's me, Shizu-chan."
"Izaya? Why are you calling me? I'm with Tom at the moment, you know 'working'?"
"Well after you almost smashed my face in yesterday at Shinra's place, I got to thinking. So I took a pregnancy test." The distressed informant put his hand on his aching forehead.
"Really? And?"
"I hope you are damn proud of yourself. It was positive." Izaya tried to not start crying. Not in a million years would he see me in a weak state.
"It was? Now Izaya, you know this is serious…"
"Yeah I know it is. I'm fucking pregnant and it's your fault. This is going to ruin me you know that? My reputation is going to be smashed the minute people find out. Being an informant works both ways. People will know this by tomorrow."
"Then don't tell anybody. It's that easy."
"No it's not! Don't you get it, Shizu-chan? People can take a hint! Orihara Izaya doesn't take vacations! They will know something is up. They will start guessing. And that is when rumors start."
"Are you going to get rid of it?" His voice was extremely stern.
The raven haired man took a deep breath and stayed silent as he thought, "No." his voice came out sounding numb, "I'm not getting rid of it."
"So what are you going to do?"
"How the fuck would I know? I'm still in shock from finding out. It doesn't help that I'm already showing."
"Well Shinra estimated that you were probably 17 weeks. That's 3 ½ months right there."
"Okay I can't do this on the phone, Shizu-chan. Can you come over here and talk?"
There was a pause on the other line "Alright fine. Tom said we were done for the day so I'll come straight over."
"Bye." Izaya pressed the end button on the cell phone and let it fall from his hands onto the floor. The poor raven collapsed onto the couch and curled up, just wanting to die or disappear for a long time.
He took a deep breath and shuddered as he let it back out. Oh how grateful he was that no one was around to see him like this.
Shutting his cell phone and pocketing it, Shizuo sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. The reality of this situation was almost too much to handle. The blonde began walking slowly through the crowded streets.
After finally making it to the apartment Izaya stayed at, he checked his watch to see that roughly half an hour had passed. He saw the 'No Smoking' sign and grumbled to himself, putting out the half-smoked cigarette in the trash can nearby.
He opted for the stairs since he didn't feel like standing in an elevator for five minutes just to go to the 3rd floor. Knocking quietly on the door marked 'Orihara', he let himself in after waiting a few seconds with no answer.
Taking light steps on the pure white carpet, Shizuo instantly took notice of the curled up raven on the couch.
"Izaya?"
Slowly and lazily, the informant sat up and faced the bodyguard. Shizuo flinched the moment he saw the bloodshot eyes that contrasted highly with the pale skin and dark clothing.
The blonde was wary in taking a seat beside him and just as he was about to say something, Izaya sprung forward and wrapped his arms around Shizuo's neck. Burying his face in the taller man's shoulder, he mumbled something that was incoherent.
"Hm?"
A sniffle came from the raven and lifted his head to speak clearly, "What am I going to do?"
Having the flea clinging to him like this was getting a bit awkward. Shizuo mentally shrugged and chalked it up as Izaya's emotions being in too much distress for him to handle, "Can't say I know. I kinda hoped you weren't gonna be pregnant."
"I'm not fit to be a mother."
Shizuo chuckled lightly, hoping to brighten the mood, "That I have to agree with."
Bloodshot eyes gave a deathly glare as he broke away from the blonde. Izaya tangled his hand in his hair and sighed, "This is all so frustrating. I mean, am I supposed to like marry you now?"
Rolling his eyes, Shizuo shook his head, "No. I wouldn't even suggest it if the situation did call for it."
"If there is anything I'm sure of at this moment, it'd be this…" Izaya spoke looking up at the ceiling, he flicked open his trusty switchblade, "Heiwajima Shizuo, I promise you one thing. For these next 6 months, I swear on my mother's grave, I will make your life a living hell. I'm in a position where I can torture you in whole new ways. You better believe I am jumping at this opportunity."
Shizuo made a move as if to protest but the informant beat him to it, "Don't even try to say no. You got me into this mess. Don't blame it on Shinra, either. If you hadn't fucked me senseless when I was intoxicated and not to mention vulnerable, that impregnation shot would have had no effect on me. So technically, it all boils down to being your fault. You made me this way, so prepare for the storm. Though I lost in the end, I'm going to address a little retribution."
The bodyguard scoffed, "You are gonna make my life a living hell? I hate to break it to you, princess, but your life is gonna be a living hell."
"How?"
Smirking, Shizuo raised his eyebrows with satisfaction, "You'll see. You think morning sickness and back pains are bad? That's just the beginning. I remember the way my mother was with my little brother. It's just gonna continue going downhill from here."
Izaya frowned and shooed Shizuo to the door, "Well I think you should leave now. But I guess I should mention one last thing that you can think long and hard about."
"And what would that be?" The other man asked with curiosity evident in his voice.
The frown turned into a devious smirk, "Twins run in my family."
And with that, the door was slammed in Heiwajima Shizuo's face.
Oh my god, I thought this would never get done. But be that as it may, it is a decent size and I'm pretty happy with it. Hope you liked it!
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