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"Yeah, see you later."

Shizuo gave a small smile as he waved goodbye to Tom, putting his now fat wallet into the pocket in the back of his pants. He stretched as he walked, hearing his bones click back into place in his back. Everything had been going well today. Work had been good, what with all the clients being too intimidated by his presence to try anything and even Izaya had been behaving himself lately. Of course he couldn't quite shake the feeling growing inside of him that the flea was planning something. He usually was when he was this quiet. But he wouldn't be trying something while he was in his worst enemy's apartment right?

No, of course he wouldn't be.

Shizuo couldn't help but sigh in content as looked up at the rust coloured sky, the setting sun casting a red glow. For the first time in a long time he actually felt at peace with his life. Which was odd seeming Izaya was in it more than he had ever been. Maybe the lack of nicotine was finally starting to mess with his emotions, just like how the kid messed with Izaya's. The blond felt his eye twitch with annoyance as he remembered how he had learnt that. You definitely don't tell Izaya to stop acting like such a whiny bitch unless you want a lecture about hormones shouted at you.

But, even with the unpredictable mood swings and random angry outbursts from the flea, he actually felt happy. He had learnt how to control his anger a lot better since Izaya had moved in and maybe if he could get his anger under control, his strength wouldn't be such a big problem anymore. He wouldn't have to be scared about hurting people he cared about, because if he could spend time with Izaya without bashing in his skull, then anything was possible. Maybe he would be able to raise a kid, although the whole thought of that still scared him.

What if he lost control? Babies were only small, and their bones are so fragile. He would never be able to forgive himself if he broke his own child's bones and he wasn't so sure Izaya would forgive him either. The informant, in his own warped way, was actually starting to care for the baby. Even if Izaya hadn't yet come to terms with that himself. You could see it though, in the way he would become excited when they talked about names or how he was talking more and more about staying in its life. Shizuo chuckled; Izaya was actually pretty cute when he was like this. Maybe he was starting to like...

"… Went missing."

Shizuo stopped mid-step, his eyes widening in surprise. He stood there staring down the dark alleyway beside him, looking at the two figures that had just said those words. He couldn't have heard them properly, they didn't just say…

"What! You mean that Orihara Izaya, that informant that lives in Shinjuku!"

"Shhh! People are going to hear you if you yell it out like that!"

"Sorry, but I find it hard to believe that he would go missing," The younger of the two replied, shaking his head in disbelief.

"It's true, my brother works for one of the gangs he used to sell information to. He's been missing for about a month, no one has seen him or heard anything from him at all."

Shizuo swallowed, t-they weren't serious right? Izaya wasn't really missing,he was right in his apartment! Here in Ikebukuro! Hadn't he told anyone where he was going? Hadn't people seen him around? The debt collector realized how stupid those questions were as soon as he had thought them. Of course he wasn't going to tell anyone he was going to his worst enemy's apartment, and he hardly ever went out anymore. Plus he had changed his clothes recently, swapping his usual fur-trimmed jacket for a light gray baggy hoody…

"Aw man, that's rough, but something like that had to happen sooner or later. I mean, he does toy a lot with the underworld, it had to come back and bite him."

"Hmmm," the other man paused as if he was thinking, "So you think he's dead then?"

"Probably."

Both men stood there silently for a few minutes and Shizuo almost considered walking away, until he heard something that made his blood run cold.

"Hey, didn't he used to fight a lot with that guy? What's his name, uhh, Heiwa…"

"Heiwajima Shizuo?" The other man finished. "Now that you mention it, they did used to fight a lot."

"Do you reckon that maybe he killed him?"

"Well, I wouldn't put it past him. He was always threatening to kill that informant and with that monstrous strength of his, it's probably more likely than a gang related kill."

Both men remained silent, the older one leaning against the brick wall and lighting up a cigarette. Shizuo swallowed, these men had to be kidding right? He didn't kill Izaya! Just the thought of that made him feel sick. After having sex with him and now this whole baby thing, there was no way in hell he could do it. But then, these men didn't know about that did they. All they had ever seen was the side of him that would chase that flea down the streets, screaming out a jumbled mess of death threats behind him. It wasn't really that hard a conclusion to come to.

Shizuo snapped back to reality when he heard a weird noise echoing through the alleyway, realizing that the younger one had clicked his fingers.

"But didn't you see that video online? You know, that one of those two screwing in the alleyway? I highly doubt Shizuo would kill that informant after they did something like that. They were probably lovers or something."

The other man crushed his half finished cigarette under his foot and scoffed.

"Are you kidding me!" he laughed. "Those two! Lovers! That video was obviously fake, it was probably just two people who looked like them."

"Are you sure? He really did look like-."

The man stopped mid-sentence as his eyes flicked to the opening of the alleyway. Shizuo could see the fear reflected in his eyes as he realized that he had been listening in on their conversation the whole time. The other man looked completely oblivious to the reason why his friend was now a terrified mess.

"H-Heiwajima Shizuo!" the other man screamed as he turned to run, tripping slightly as he took off down the alleyway.

"What are you…"

The older man let out a high-pitched squeak as he suddenly found himself being yanked up off the ground by the front of his shirt, his feet dangling in the air. He swallowed as he gazed into the very pissed off eyes of Ikebukuro's most feared man.

"THAT STUPID FUCKINGGG FLEAAAAA!"

Shizuo roared as he threw the man down the rest of the alleyway, hitting his friend who was still running in the distance. He stood there fuming as he watched them struggle to get up and continue running. Just what was that idiot thinking! Of course people were going to blame his disappearance on him! Didn't he know the trouble this was going to cause him? What if the police got involved? The blond punched a hole in the nearby wall as thoughts continued to fill his head, his anger growing even more with each one. He jumped as he felt a hand tap him on the shoulder.

"What the fuck do you want!" he screamed as he spun around to face the person.

Celty flinched back as Shizuo yelled at her, holding her PDA close to her chest. Shizuo groaned as he looked at her, feeling guilt pang in his chest.

"Shit Celty, I'm sorry."

[No no! It's fine Shizuo; I know that you aren't angry at me. But, do you want to talk about it?]

"Yeah…" Shizuo replied begrudgingly. He really didn't want to talk about it right now, but it was probably better if he vented before going to see Izaya.

Celty gave a slight nod before tossing a black helmet at Shizuo and sat down on the motorbike. Shizuo sighed as he climbed on behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling the wind rush past him as they sped off towards the city park.


The two sat there silently in the almost empty park, Shizuo smoking one of the cigarettes he had bought from the nearby store. He could sense Celty's disapproval of him smoking but he chose to ignore it. Actually this was the first time the two of them had been alone like this before he had found out about the pregnancy.

The blond shifted nervously as he waited for her to say something, the silence now taking on an awkward feel to it. He knew that she wouldn't think it was a good idea for him to raise a child with Izaya, not after all the stuff that flea had put him through. After all she had been there to witness it all. Be it getting Shinra to clean up his wounds after a particularly bad fight, or being arrested by the police for something he never did. But what else could he do? He couldn't just ignore this and leave Izaya to go through it all by himself. This was as much his problem as it was Izaya's.

[Congratulations!]

Shizuo jumped as Celty tapped him on the shoulder and showed him the message on the screen. He raised an eyebrow; was she being serious or just being polite? It was hard to tell when you had no tone of voice to judge it off.

"Do you really mean that Celty?" Shizuo questioned as he lent back on the bench and looked up at the sky.

[I do! Believe me when I say that I am really happy for you both. It's just, well, having a child is a really big deal Shizuo. Also having one with Izaya…]

"I know I know, he can be difficult and annoying and devious and sly and a bastard and-."

[I get it Shizuo, calm down, but maybe this experience will change him for the better.]

Shizuo couldn't help but laugh as he read the message.

"Are you serious Celty! That stupid flea could never change! Just when I think he has, he goes and does something to screw me over. I mean have you heard the latest news about him? Apparently he has gone missing."

The blond noticed Celty's body stiffen beside him. So she knew all this time…

[That came as a shock to me as well, trust me. I was suddenly hired by this mob boss to deliver a package and he spent most of time asking me questions about his whereabouts.]

"What did you tell him?"

[Nothing Shizuo. You don't have to worry about me telling anyone about this until you and Izaya are both comfortable enough to do it yourselves.]

"Thanks."

Shizuo smiled at her as he said this and he almost had to laugh at the way she typed a smiley face back at him. He knew he could trust Celty, he knew that she would never tell anyone; he just had to re-confirm it.

[Was that incident back in the alleyway about Izaya's disappearance?]

"Yeah it was," Shizuo said as he exhaled a cloud of smoke and threw his now finished cigarette in the bin, "Those guys believed that the flea was dead and that I had killed him."

Celty fidgeted nervously on the wooden seat next to probably her closest friend after Shinra.

[Um Shizuo, it's not just those guys who think that…]

"What do you mean?" The debt collector said as he pulled out a fresh cigarette and fished around in his pocket for his lighter.

[It's the whole town.]

The cigarette between Shizuo's fingers snapped as he read the message Celty had typed out for him, the two halves falling beside each other on the ground. The whole town? The whole fucking town? Every single person within this district believed that he had killed that flea? Celty placed her hand on Shizuo's shoulder as she noticed his body start to tremble with what she assumed was rage.

[W-well Shizuo! You can't really blame everyone for coming to this conclusion! After all you did make it well known that you wanted to kill Izaya. Not that it is entirely your fault! If anyone is to blame it is Izaya, after all he did used to provoke you. Some people are really happy that he is gone and-.]

Shizuo decided he had read enough and turned his head away, taking deep breaths.

"That's it, I'm really going to kill him this time. Why not live up to everyone's expectations right?"

[Shizuo! You aren't being serious surely. Since when did you care what everybody else thought of you?]

"Since they decided to label me as a fucking cold blooded killer!"

[B-but Shizuo, the baby…]

The blond sighed, his senses returning to him. He knew Celty was right, he really shouldn't care about this but, this got to him for some reason. He ran his hand through his bleached blond hair and tried his best to calm down. Well, he couldn't kill Izaya but he sure could hurt him. Just a little…

[To be honest, I don't think Izaya even knows about this himself.]

"As if Celty," Shizuo scoffed, "He's an informant. Isn't he supposed to know everything?"

[Informants usually don't dig up information on themselves. It's possible that this missed his attention.]

Celty let out a sigh of relief as Shizuo sat back and groaned, obviously taking what she had said to be the truth. It was true; she really did believe that Izaya had no clue about his missing status, and she really hoped for both his and the baby's health that he didn't. There was no saying how Shizuo would react if he found out that this really was one if his stupid schemes.

"We should go."

Shizuo stood up and stretched as Celty put away her PDA and tossed him a helmet. He was surprised at just how much time had passed, the streetlights now illuminating the dark park. Izaya was going to be annoyed at the fact that he was so late to pick him up…


Shizuo felt slightly nervous as he entered the apartment, taking off his shoes as slowly as he could. Celty gave his back a quick rub as she squeezed past him and made her way into the loungeroom. An act which he guessed was supposed to soothe him and make him feel better about this whole situation. He had chosen to trust in her words; maybe Izaya really had no idea about his sudden disappearance. He really hoped that he didn't…

It would almost seem as though every time he begins to think that Izaya isn't all that bad, he goes and does something to screw everything up. But life with Izaya could be no different. The man couldn't cope with "normal" or "average"; he was always striving to achieve what was above those things. Almost as if earth wasn't good enough for him, he wanted the stars. Yet Shizuo was always there to grab him by the ankle and smash him down into the earths crust if he got too close to his dreams. He could never let that man get what he wanted because even if he got it, he would soon get bored of it and move onto something even more risky, he would end up aiming for the sun. Which in the end would do nothing but burn him.

Shizuo sighed as he walked into the loungeroom, walking over and leaning over the couch. He couldn't help but smile as he looked down at Izaya's sleeping form. The blond had half expected to have a knife placed at his throat for being an hour late to pick him up so this was a pleasant surprise. He always preferred it when Izaya slept, which luckily enough was quite often these days. It was easier to forget about his manipulative personality when he was like this; his face always had the cutest expression on it when he slept.

The blond brushed some of the loose black strands of hair out of the informant's eyes, being careful not to wake him.

"It's nice when he's asleep isn't it?"

Shizuo jumped as a voice suddenly spoke from behind him, the owner soon joining him in leaning over the couch.

"You can almost pretend that he is just a normal person, even if it's just for a little while."

The doctor gave a pained smile as he said that and Shizuo could only guess that he was thinking back on all the horrible things Izaya had done to him over the past few years.

"I noticed that he is starting to wear loose clothing, is it starting to show?"

"Just a little," Shizuo said as he carefully lifted up the gray jumper to show the small bump on the informant's abdomen.

"Hmm, I'm surprised that he's not any bigger. Normally by sixteen weeks women are a tad larger than that."

"Izaya's not a woman."

"I know," Shinra sighed, "I don't exactly have any men to base this off."

"Is that bad though, that he is so small?"

"No, probably just a small baby. I can perform an ultrasound if you really want."

[I'm sure she is going to be a beautiful baby girl.]

Shizuo's eyes widened in horror as Celty joined in their conversation.

"Celty… You really shouldn't..."

"A GIRL!"

Both Shinra and Celty quickly shushed him as he screamed, causing Izaya to stir on the couch but thankfully not wake up.

"What do you mean she is going to be a beautiful baby girl!" Shizuo asked frantically, trying to be as quiet as he could despite the fact he was almost hyperventilating.

"Calm down Shizuo, we don't know for certain that it's a girl yet."

The debt collector let out a massive sigh of relief; he wouldn't even know what to do with a girl. What if she got cursed with his strength? No boy would ever go for her and she would probably hate him for the rest of her life. Not to mention what he would do when she got older, he had no idea how to approach the whole puberty thing when it was with a girl. Just the thought made him extremely uncomfortable.

[It has to be a girl! I'm so sick of being surrounded by men; I need a girl that I can talk to.]

Both Shizuo and Shinra exchanged concerned looks as Celty continued to go on about how she longed for a female companion. Something about going out shopping and having slumber parties…

"Celty, I really don't think Izaya or I want to have a-."

"Nngh… Shizu-chan?"

"Oh, good evening Izaya!" Shinra said in a happy tone as he walked over to the couch where Izaya was now sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

"What time is it?" The less joyful of the two groaned.

"About eight-thirty."

"Oh, is Shizu-chan here? I thought I heard him talking before…"

"Yeah, I'm here," Shizuo sighed as he walked over to the couch and sat down on the free space at the end.

Izaya yawned and collapsed back down again, stretching his legs out across Shizuo's lap. Celty smiled inwardly as she watched the two. A few months ago, placing these two in the same room would have resulted in a disaster similar to a bomb explosion. But now they were comfortable enough to just lie there peacefully, even with physical contact. She couldn't even sense any hostility between them anymore, almost as if all that hatred between them was slowly disappearing. She would never tell them this but she was proud of just how far they had come in such a short amount of time.

"Shizu-chan, how long are we going to stay here? I want to go home. I'm tired"

Shizuo ignored the way his chest tightened as Izaya called his apartment "home". Instead he smiled and gave Izaya's leg a gentle rub.

"How tired can you be? You just woke up."

"Oh, I can only imagine how tired he really is feeling Shizuo."

Shizuo let go of Izaya's leg as soon as he heard the doctor speak up from behind him; to be honest he hadn't even realized that he had left the room.

"Aren't you two affectionate tonight?" Shinra said as a sheepish grin came across his face. "You know it is okay to have sex while you are pregnant Izaya."

Izaya made a noise of disgust as he stood up and stretched.

"Once was more than enough for me thank-you."

Shizuo heard Shinra laugh as he handed the informant some weird sheet of paper.

"Here are your test results, everything is looking fine."

"Ah, okay."

"Test results?"

Shizuo couldn't help but be a bit concerned by the word "test". Izaya hadn't mentioned anything about a test to him before, and usually you only got a test done when something was wrong. Right?

"Oh it's nothing to worry about Shizuo," Shinra said, clearly noticing the worried expression on the debt collectors face, "These are just standard tests that you perform at sixteen weeks. Just to make sure that the baby is healthy and that it hasn't got anything wrong with it."

"And… How was it?"

"Everything is fine, nothing to worry about. He or she is very healthy."

[She.]

"Oh, that's okay then…" Shizuo said, clearly ignoring Celty's little addition to the conversation.

The former bartender turned to look at Izaya who was still busy reading over the test results in front of him. The informant frowned slightly as he studied the medical mumbo-jumbo in front of him. Shizuo almost couldn't help but wonder where he had learnt to read all of that stuff.

"Whatever," he sighed as his eyes finished scanning over the piece of paper, letting it slip out of his hand and glide down to the floor. "Can we go now?"

"Yeah I suppose we should get going now. Have you even had dinner?"

"Now that you mention it not really."

Both Celty and Shizuo turned to face Shinra, frowning.

"What do you mean Izaya!" Shinra said in mock horror, placing a hand over his chest dramatically. "Are you saying that I don't feed you? You ate about an hour ago!"

"You could hardly call that a meal."

"Oh Celty," Shinra wailed as he threw himself into her arms, "Izaya is making fun of my cooking skills."

If Celty could have, she would have rolled her eyes.

[Would you two like a lift home?]

"No," Izaya said, dismissing her offer with a wave of his hand, "I think I would like to get some fresh air. Plus Shizu-chan can buy something to eat on the way home."

"Can't you just eat something I already have when we get back? I'm not made of money you know."

"No, plus today is your payday isn't it?"

Shizuo groaned, running his hand through his bleached hair. He hated the idea that all of his hard earned money was wasted on Izaya's weird cravings for expensive food. Wasn't that stupid flea supposed to be rich or something? He should pay for his own food…

"Shizu-chan, I can see that your protozoan brain is trying to process something right now but, I would like to get home before tomorrow morning."

Shizuo's eyes widened in surprise as he felt Izaya's fingers entwine themselves with his own, dragging him out the front door. Shinra and Celty both smiled as they waved goodbye.

"Looks like those two are getting even closer than we first thought huh?"


A/N:

Hi everyone! Sorry for the late update but I had so many things to do these past few weeks. I had to go away on school camp and my exams are getting closer and closer, which means I have to study study study. Thank-you to all of you that review this story. Your reviews really do encourage me to write more! I will go more in depth about Izaya's disappearance next chapter.

Thank-you for reading & reviews are welcomed!