A poorly hidden giggle.

A chuckle.

A poor quality cam recorder set on 'film' mode as it shook precariously in its spot before finally settling down again.

"Daddy is it ready?" a giggle sounded in a background of tall couches and coffee tables, seeming to be filmed from the floor.

"Ready!" a husky voice whispered back enthusiastically.

And then the show began.

Orihara Izaya chose to stand in her doorway, muffling her laughter with both her hands as she dropped the groceries beside her feet and heard a voice that was most certainly 3 octaves too high for Heiwajima Shizuo.

"Oh no! Psyche-zilla is coming!" a shrill, husky voice called out from behind the couch out of the view of the camera as a smashing and stomping 4 year old entered the film and began smashing down the building block city that resided ever so peacefully.

"Rawr! I'm Psyche-zilla and I'm going to eat your brains! Rawr!" the terrifying four year old snarled cutely as he raised his arms and stomped through the wooden blocks that took almost half an hour for the father-son duo to create.

"Oh no! We're all going to die, what should we do!" the shrill voice sounded from the couch as Shizuo raised his head just enough to poke his eyes over the luxurious chair. Immediately, Psyche paused in the middle of his crumbled wooden block city and raised his nose in the air, arms by his side.

"Daddy I smell food."

"What?" Shizuo stood up fully, temporarily hiding his torso upwards from the view of the camera before lurching forward to shut the device off and stop recording.

"Food. And medicine. I smell lots of- MOMMA!" the young boy squealed as laughter burst forth from plump, mirthful lips. Izaya twirled her son and cuddled him close as she cooed at how adorable her little Psyche-zilla was.

But Shizuo furrowed his brows and stared at Izaya strangely as she continued talking to her son while setting the grocery bags on the dining table.

"Yeah! Daddy and I got to watch Uncle Kasuka's movies! One day, I'm gonna be famous like him! Right momma?"

"Yes that's right! You're going to be so famous, you'll-"

"Flea, what the hell happened to your voice?" Shizuo cut in with a confused lilt of his eyebrows and a frown that tugged at his lips. Sighing loudly, Izaya pecked Psyche on the forehead and let him 'airplane' fly away as she settled a fist on her hips.

"Well hi to you too honey," she bit out sarcastically before setting the groceries in the fridge. Leaning closer to the slim figure, Shizuo sniffed at the woman as she bent down and started putting the vegetables away in the refrigerator. Rolling her eyes, she stood up and shut the door, glaring up at the quizzical blonde. "I came back from Shinra's."

"Shinra's…? What the hell were you doing there?" Shizuo grumbled, wrinkling his nose at the smell of medicinal chemicals and such.

"Well if I'm going to stay a woman, then I might as well change back, shouldn't I?" Izaya said exasperatedly before assorting the foods in her fridge accordingly. Though she could still feel his presence next to her, he didn't say a word and it was starting to actually unnerve her. Raising a brow she straightened herself, closed the fridge and stared right back at the tall brute of a man that looked like he was glaring, but she knew it to be his thinking face. "And how may I help you, mister grumpy pants?" Izaya questioned with a finely trimmed eyebrow while Psyche giggled at the silly nickname, now curling his little fists around her leg.

"Keep talking." This time, both her eyebrows rose in surprise as she stared at him in wonder.

"Now that's a first! Usually you want me to shut up but for you to give me the a-okay in talking? Well no worries then, did you know, that the very first time somebody had discovered the radiation of a power plant can heat food was when-"

"Okay, that's enough," Shizuo grumbled, covering her mouth with his hand before scooping Psyche up with one arm into the crook of his shoulder. Psyche cuddled closer to his father and smiled happily in content as he felt complete for the first time in a long time. Izaya was about to voice her complaints at how chummy the man was getting with her son, but the sudden movement of the blonde leaning downwards had her alarmed.

"What are you-!"

Covering his mouth with her hands, she panicked as a splay of red spread across her face to the very base of her neck. The man in question raised a brow while the younger version of her covered his giggle with his chubby baby hands. Izaya spluttered as she kept her hands in place, unaware of the larger hand coming around the side and nearing her skin-

Her arms went lax as she watched the honey-brown eyes of her ex-enemy soften into concern and a warm hand caressed her neck where a bandage was currently sported, well hidden under her v-neck skivvy, but not hidden well enough to escape the man's sharp eyes.

"Are you okay?" the low voice asked quietly as Izaya, dazed, hesitated for a moment before nodding and brushing away his hand as though it was nothing but a fly.

"Of course I am, I'm Orihara Izaya. What do you think-"

"Talk to me about these things next time…" the quiet voice spoke. Eyes widening, Izaya stared at the taller male's face, and just couldn't take her eyes off of him.

Carmine, blood eyes took in the handsome features of the man she fell in love with years ago as his eyebrows furrowed to match the concern etched into his face, brushed blonde bangs falling around his eyes almost artistically as if the man himself was a masterpiece.

"…What?" she asked, snapping out of her reverie. Irritation appeared in the form of a twitch in her brow as she realized his words.

"That surgery could have been dangerous you know. I trust Shinra and all, but this thing is really big-"

Laughter that was slightly higher than her voice the night before bubbled from her sore throat as she clutched her head and wrapped an arm around her stomach, laughing and laughing and then-

"Shizu-chan, you're dreaming."

Pausing, the concern on his face faltered and Izaya ignored the pleading, shining eyes of her son as she continued.

"Me? Talk to you? Just because you've told my son that you're the father, all of a sudden you're welcome into this family?" her words stung. "My, if I didn't know better, I would've thought you cared. Now stop playing mummy and daddy and face reality Shizu-chan, you're not going to win me over." Fierce eyes glared at her taller counterpart as she stood her stance and raised the defenses of her personal brick wall. Her wall of solitary privacy that refused to budge for anyone, and refused to melt for anybody, especially Shizu-chan.

It reminded her of the quote she read once as she browsed through the internet.

Some people build walls, not to keep others out-

"Well I can sure as hell try," the soft, curt answer replied.

And as her eyes widened, her lips parted, her fists loosened and her heart skipped-

But to see who cares enough to tear it down.

Closing her eyes in a temporary defeat, a bittersweet smile twisted her face as she tilted her head down. She felt a tugging at her woolen dress and looked down to see a thumb-sucking Psyche look up at her worriedly.

"Momma okay…?"

Izaya smiled as she bent down to kiss the child on the cheek and ran her fingers through his silky baby locks.

"Momma was just surprised is all."

And as she glanced up at the tall monster, she had to quickly break off the eye contact they shared as she blushed furiously at the bright smile and shine in his golden eyes.

Shizu-chan, you big idiot…


"Woahh! Octopus-san is coming! Oh no! Steer the wheel this way captain!" an authoritarian sounding voice commanded as the steering wheel on the playground platform was abused past its use and spun to the right. Magenta eyes were narrowed in concentration as baby lips spewed ocean noises and the sounds of a ship creaking as it struggled against the imaginary octopus foe. "Oh no, jump off the ship! Octopus-san has too many legs!" the child shouted before turning to the slide and initiating his escape route. However…

"Roarrr!" a blonde haired monster threatened as he spread his arms and awaited his prey at the bottom of the slide. Grappling with the slide, Psyche's bottom lip jutted out and curled upwards as he frowned at the unexpected barrier. With arms and legs spread like a starfish, he was currently positioned approximately halfway down the slide as the long, snapping arms of the blonde-haired monster waited for his meal at the bottom.

"Oopsie… What should I do? I never antithipation this to happen!" Psyche shouted as he attempted to copy his mother's large vocabulary. Chuckling from where she stood, Izaya leaned against the trunk of the tree with her arms crossed under the shade, smiling at her son who laughed so happily with the man he had technically just met.

"Monster today is feeling rather hungry! Nom nom nom- URGHH!" Her eyes widened a fraction as she couldn't hold in the laughter that burst forth from her lips and she fell to her knees, clutching her stomach as she watched her dear Shizu-chan clutch his face.

Frantic and panicked in the sudden dilemma, Psyche slid down after propelling himself slightly and gained enough momentum to jump and step onto his father's face and bound away. Holding his hands to his face, Shizuo groaned at the sudden kick to the face and blamed his woman counterpart for passing the genetics down in the family.

"And Captain Psyche has succeeded! Weeee!" the child cheered as he jumped up and down in the air. Slightly worried about the silence that followed his cheer, Psyche turned towards Shizuo and saw the man was still cradling his face. "…Daddy…?" Psyche called out. The man didn't move from his crouched position on the ground. "Daddy….? Was Captain Psyche too fat? Momma said you were really strong, so Captain Psyche thought…" the child trailed off. Pouting, the boy's lips parted and his eyes began to shine and water as he walked towards the huddled figure. "Daddy-?"

"Psyche run!" he heard his mother shout, but it was too late as Daddy Monster emerged from his position and scooped Captain Psyche up and lifted his shirt and began eating him.

Which really was just Shizuo recovering from the foot-to-the-face attack and then getting payback by blowing raspberries into the child's stomach, but Captain Psyche didn't need to know that.

"NOOOO! DON'T EAT ME!" the child screamed as giggles and laughter drifted in between his screams. Izaya smiled fondly at the sight whereas other parents too, pointed and smiled at the cute display between son and father, unaware that under those blonde locks and behind those inky bangs were just Heiwajima Shizuo and a miniature Orihara Izaya.

"It's too late! Monster-san has caught you and will now have you for lunch! YUM YUM!"

"KYAAAA! MOMMA HELP ME!" Psyche screamed as he kicked and laughed and struggled and cried. Izaya only smiled cheekily at her son as she shook her head. Her son looked absolutely crestfallen as his screams stopped momentarily, only to start up again when the raspberries grew louder.

"Oh no, mommy can't help you now," Shizuo started as Izaya began to feel uneasy at the glint in his eyes. "Because," he started off quietly before immediately raising Psyche above his head as a food sacrifice and sprinting towards the unsuspecting woman. "MOMMY IS FOR DINNERRRR!"

"HOLY SHI- SHIVERS! SHIZUO, NO-"

"ROAR!"

"WEEEE!"

"SHIZUOHHHH!"

Laughter and screams filled the air as Psyche and Izaya were both mercilessly attacked and Shizuo began to playfully mouth at Izaya's stomach through her clothes as though he was eating her.

However, the unexpected tackle which led to quite a forceful fall had made Shizuo land a little more forward than he had anticipated, and silence fell upon the two as Shizuo realized that what he had just 'eaten' was a little too soft to be her stomach…

Did I just… Shizuo thought to himself as he stayed there, paralysed and unable to breathe as he just realized what he had just done. One look at Izaya's smirk and playful eyes told him he was correct, and that he had just done what he thought he did.

"Shizu-chan… I think you just skipped to dessert," the surgically altered voice teased sneakily as Psyche wrinkled his nose in distaste.

"Even I stopped drinking booby milk a long time ago daddy…"

Shizuo, mortified at what he had just done, was too shocked to move or even remember to breathe as he paled and began to splutter attempted apologies.

"Oh shit, I'm so- I didn't mean to, it just, I just-!" he spluttered as he backed away. Psyche tilted his head in wonder as he started in confusion whereas Izaya held a predatory glint in her eye and began to crawl towards the furiously blushing man.

"It's okay Shizuo, you've done it before when we had to make Psyche-"

"IZAYA!"

"Teehee are we catching daddy now?"

"Here, I'll even let you do it again, you hungry Shizu-chan?"

"LALALA NOT LISTENING!" the man screamed with his hands over his ears as he began to run away. Scooping Psyche under one arm, the chase began, and Izaya loved this feeling of superb domination as she chased after the squirmy male with a giggling toddler under her arms.

"Shizu, come on honey don't you want dessert?"

"IZAYA STOP!"

"Daddy's a baaaaaby, daddy still drinks boo-"

"PSYCHE! NOT YOU TOO!"

"Come here baby!"

"STOOPPP!"


Silence reigned over the three as Psyche happily licked at his rainbow ice cream cone in between his parents, holding onto his mother's hand while avoiding the cracks in the ground. Izaya was content to lick at her green tea dessert whereas Shizuo awkwardly ate at the remains of his wafer cone that used to be a toffee caramel, keeping his eyes focused on the ground in front of them as they walked.

"So… was that as nice as my-" Izaya began to tease as Shizuo snapped at her quickly to shut up with a blush on his face.

"Hey Izaya," Shizuo said in all seriousness as he paused in his stance and swallowed loudly in nervousness. Izaya raised a brow but stopped in her tracks to listen. Psyche paused in between his parents and glanced up at his father, licking his rainbow cone in content. However, at the pure look of concentration on his father's face, he attempted to imitate it, scowling as low as his lips would frown and furrowing his brows as wrinkly as they could get.

"Can… can I take you out on a date some time?"

And that's when her lips had parted, she had stopped breathing, her eyes had widened and her heart did flips as the ice cream in her hand had dropped onto an unsuspecting 4 year old who shouted at the impact and then began to cry.

The things you do to me Shizu-chan…

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"


A/N: I know.

And I am so sorry. LOL

WAHHHH FORGIVE MEEE FOR BEING SO SLOWWW

and this chapter wasn't really any good either! so sorry for the slow updating, it's final year of high school so the exams came in like CRAZYY and then after exams I just wasn't bothered to write, because I just wasn't feeling that mojo.

BUT HERE IT IS, FINALLY

A SHITTY CHAPTER :D

so sorry but I hope you guys kind of sort of enjoyed anyway,

Reviews and Criticisms appreciated!

P.S If you read Inspire Me, then I have an apology present for you there ;9

if you don't then I'm sorry you'll have to wait till the next installment of YMLC