It was a great sleep while it lasted. Kadota woke up to someone shaking his shoulders, muttering a "Hey, wake up." Kadota groaned, his head spinning due to the lack of sleep. How long had it been anyway? He had fallen asleep at about 2 in the morning so... The brown-haired man checked the clock and groaned. It was only 7 in the morning, which meant he had been asleep for only 5 hours. Only. Five. Hours!

"Oi, get up, I have to vacuum the floor before Izaya cuts my pay," was what the voice said. The ex-Blue Squares member immediately stood up, not wanting that to happen. He, Kyohei Kadota, was not that bad. But it was a bad move, because the moment he got up, his headache only got worse. Stupid lack of sleep!

"Namieeeeee~!" came the informant's voice. Great! Just what he needed to start off the day... Izaya continued, "Oh! Good morning, Mommy Dotachin!"

And immediately, said man exclaimed, "Don't call me that!" But that only made his head spin more.

"Uwah~! Mommy Dotachin's on PMS!" the auburn-eyed boy teased, clapping his hands together. He then continued, "Ne! Namie-chan! I've changed my mind! You don't need to do the chores!"

"What?" That made Kadota wide awake. Namie simply uttered out a "Nn" sound and left the vacuum on the ground, heading off to the office to file some papers. Kadota exclaimed, "What the hell, Izaya! Why'd you do that?"

"Because he wants to see you in an apron again," Namie stated, popping back in to the room to grab something she had dropped.

"Namie! Shh!" Izaya brought his finger up to his lips and shushed her, although that did not help much. The informant could feel the intensity of Kadota's glare and if looks could kill, he was willing to bet he would have melted some time ago.

Putting on his usual smirk, he decided to ask, "Mommy Dotachin~! What's for breakfast~?" He could have sworn that the glare had gotten worse.

"Breakfast? I just freaking got up an- Oh, I get it! You probably want to see me in that apron again, don't you? Forget it, Izaya!" Kadota frowned, crossing his arms and looking away, as if to sulk.

"I'm seriously wondering who is actually the child here..." Namie muttered before she headed off. Izaya was laughing and pointing at the currently childish Kadota until the Strongest Child of Ikebukuro came in. Using the hand that was not broken, Shizuo rubbed his eyes and yawned, obviously still tired.

"Mom, what's for breakfast...?" was what the sleepy child said. The room turned silent and when the statement had finally registered in Shizuo's head, his eyes snapped open and he exclaimed, "Holy shit! Sorry, Kadota! Sorry, sorry, sorry! Arghhhh damn it!" Izaya burst out laughing, rolling around on the floor while the adult remained silent with shock.

As if the day could just get any weirder...

"Mommy Dotachinnnn! I'm hungryyy!" was what Izaya said for nearly the entire morning. The beanie-wearing man was not very sure if the informant was now telling the truth or if he just wanted to see him in the apron. Kadota shuddered when he remembered the pink and frilly apron with the "Hello Kitty".

When Kadota saw Shizuo removing the bandages from his arm, he exclaimed with shock, "What the freaking hell are you doing?"

Blinking as he slowly registered what happened, Shizuo moved his once-broken arm before he explained, "Um... It's healed. I heal faster than normal people, you know?" It wasn't long before Kadota slapped his own forehead, calling himself "stupid". He just remembered that the brown-haired boy was not like other humans.

Speaking of "stupid", how the hell did he become so easily agitated? Was it because taking care of two boys was making him go insane? What made it worse was that the two boys were the Monster of Ikebukuro, Shizuo Heiwajima, and his enemy, Izaya Orihara, the two most troublesome and dangerous people in Tokyo.

"Kadota, are you alright? You're so easily pissed off today..." the small brown-haired child asked, tugging the man's pant leg. The beanie-wearing man wanted to yell and tell the boys that they were driving him insane. But how could he? Kyohei Kadota did not have the heart to do that. Especially when the young boy was staring up at him with the most adorable expression Kadota had ever seen Shizuo use. When did Shizuo even look that adorable anyway?

If taking care of the boys for a short while already made his mind go nuts, Kadota did not want to know how it would be like in the future. He could only hope that Shinra found the cure soon.

Meanwhile in Ikebukuro, Celty woke up to find herself on the floor. The next thing she noticed was that she was snuggling against something soft. The last thing she realized was that the soft thing was none other than Shinra. She wondered if she should continue to cuddle with him or get up and punch him... Maybe the latter.

"Ouch! C-Celty?" the doctor groaned after the pain that he felt right around his stomach. It made Celty almost feel sorry for what she did.

Almost.

[We... Didn't do anything last night right?] was what the dullahan typed in her PDA. Shinra simply shook his head and Celty seemed to relax a little.

"...Do you think Kadota was driven to insanity by those two already?" Shinra joked, but only received another punch.

[If he did, whose fault is it in the first place?] Celty scolded. If Celty had her voice, Shinra was sure she would be yelling at the top of her lungs. He could tell she was really agitated; the movement of the smoke from her neck said it all.

Shinra wanted to remind her that it was her fault, not his, but he decided not to. Agitating his lovely girlfriend was not really the best thing to do.

...Was Celty having her PMS?

Most likely.

"Ah! Celty! Did Izaya tell you who that client of his was? Perhaps we could find him or her and get an antidote or something!" Shinra suddenly said, surprising the headless woman. Unfortunately, Celty replied with one simple word - No.

Before Shinra could even let out a sound of frustration, Celty continued, [But we could go and ask him.]

Now why didn't the underground doctor think of that?

Leaving the apartment, Shinra and Celty climbed onto the dullahan's bike, not noticing a few pairs of eyes watching them as they sped off...

A/N: All you guys need to know, is that falling ill and having school is terrible. Also, the bad guys in this fic are randomly made up by me since I'm sure Shizuo and Izaya have a lot of enemies. BTW, the Celty having her PMS part is just randomly thought up since I'm bored.