Title: Baby Bump
Rating: M
Pairing: Shizuo x Izaya,
Warnings: Male x Male Relationships, Smut, MPreg, Dark Overtones

Description: Izaya is slipped an experimental drug after angering his secretary. He ends up becoming pregnant after a randevu with Shizuo turned lustful, but the pregnancy is anything but smooth. The side effects of the experimental drug start to kick in and cause Izaya to develop post-partum depression; Leaving Shizuo alone to care for the informant as well as their tiny infant.

Izaya sat at his computer with papers laying all over his desk for him to see. Glancing up at the screen, he saw the ever so emotionless face of Shiki half covered by his folded hands. The informant picked up a piece a paper off the desk and ran his eyes down it before looking back at the video chat screen. A smirk graced his face as he leaned back in his spiny chair.

"Why would you want more information on such a plain man Shiki-san? This man is no deeper then a child that believes he runs a gang. I see no reason why to get more information on him." The dark hair male said why raising his cup of hot tea to his lips to take a small sip. He couldn't stand the taste or even thought of coffee since he discovered his pregnancy. Izaya figured it also had to do with the pregnancy itself after reading that he may not like things while with child that he normally did when he didn't have a baby in his belly. The Yukuza boss' face remained static as he shifted his body into a more appropriate position.

"You should know better then anyone that people have more to them then what the eye first captures, Orihara-san."

Izaya folded his arms over his chest and looked upwards at his ceiling, thinking for a moment, before reaching for a piece of paper that Shiki had faxed over to him. He raised the paper so that it was just partially in view of the web cam and began to read off the basic information.

"Takashi Oyashi. 38 years old. Former leader of the gang called the 'red cobras'." The pregnant man put the piece of paper down on the desk and leaned back with his arms crossed over his chest once again. "The Red Cobras were a group that first appeared in Ikebukuro around the same time that the Dollars appeared but the two are anything but similar. The Red Cobras was a collection of some 20 corrupt business men that stole money from business partners to start an underground sex slave trade. They only had a short run though before they were discovered and arrested. For corrupt business men you would think they would have done better~" Izaya reached for his cup again and took another sip of his tea after telling the Yukuza boss the information he had.

"But Oyashi managed to avoid arrest." Izaya placed the cup onto his desk with a small click sound when it made contact with the wood.

"I see…So why the sudden interest?" The informant said while raising his eyebrow. Shiki remained quiet for a moment before answering.

"Rumors have arisen that females are being taken to be sold into prostitution and we are being put under suspicion of it. Of course these rumors are entirely false and we are taking action to put a stop to the rumors. Surely you are aware of this." Izaya frowned at Shiki's comment. He wanted to hit himself from not being aware that this was occurring. His job was an informant and as an informant he should know all the rumors and all the gossip. Namie looked over at her boss knowing full well that he was frustrated with himself for not being up with current information.

"Of course Shiki-san~ I am the best informant in Tokyo after all~" Izaya said with a fake smirk that wasn't fooling his secretary or the Yukuza boss.

"Take care of yourself Orihara-san. I expect to hear from you by the end of the week."

"I will have my secretary fax over the documents I have on the Red Cobra's and contact you by Friday." The informant said while leaning forward to end the video chat. When the screen resumed to the simple chat window, Izaya just sat there staring at his screen. Namie tried to distract herself with the pile of work she needed to get done, but couldn't help but keep glancing over at the informant. She jumped slightly when she heard a loud bang on her employer's desk. Looking over, she saw Izaya's hand tightened into a fist and slammed on his wooden desk with his head slightly down. His eyes were in a tight glare as he looked down at the dark wood.

Even from a distance, his secretary could see that the informant was deeply frustrated. Whether she would vocally admit it or not, Namie knew that she and Izaya were alike in a lot of ways. One of the biggest similarities was that they both liked having complete control. With each passing day, Izaya was losing more and more control due to his pregnancy and she could tell that it was eating him alive. When Shizuo was around, he put on this act of being completely okay with being with child…but once the blonde left, Namie could see the façade begin to drop.

The secretary jumped slightly when a document was slammed on her desk.

"Fax this over to Shiki as soon as possible." Izaya said, the normally playful tone in his completely absent. He walked away from his secretary to grab his fur trimmed parka. "Also, please let all my clients know that I will be out of office for the week of this creature's birth. As well as contact an interior designer about decorating the baby's room. You also need to go to the grocery store to pick up all the items on the list posted on the fridge." He said while slipping his arms into the sleeves of his jacket. Namie sighed slightly at the list of things to do. Since Izaya found out that he was pregnant, he doubled the amount of work that Namie had to do before she could leave for the day. Which included going out to get her boss any type of food he was craving, no matter the distance. She figured it was revenge but the tasks were annoying to say the least.

"Where are you going?" She asked as Izaya opened the door to his loft.

"I'm going for a walk. I expect all the tasks done before I come back." With that said, the informant slammed the door. She stared at the door for a bit before pulling out her phone to text the former bartender. She knew that they had to be cautious about leaving Izaya alone.

"Damn mood swings."

After walking around Shinjuku for an hour, Izaya found himself sitting on the edge of a roof top. He was leaning back with his hands on either side of him while looking across the city that he once had complete control of.

Has he really slipped up that much?

The informant sighed and leaned forward to look down on the busy street 40 feet below.

"Why am I really doing this?" He asked himself while watching the people rush to and fro across the busy street below. He still didn't want this child, hell he had nightmares about having it. The only reason that he kept the baby was because of Shizuo. Izaya was used to the creepy, 'I'm going to kill you' grin that he had been getting from the blonde since his school…never had he seen the blonde truly smile. So each time he saw the former bartender's face light up when they talked about the child, he couldn't help but feel obligated to keep the baby.

Izaya adjusted his body slightly as he kicked his legs and looked over the edge. He didn't know why but for some reason…he suddenly got the urge to slip off the edge and fall the 40 feet to his immediate death. His eyes widened slightly at the realization that he was thinking of suicide and shook his head.

"Where did that come from?" This was definitely not the first time that he was dangling over the side of a roof, so why the sudden urge…? Red eyes stayed fixated on the ground below. A vision of his blood drenched, mutilated body lying on the light gray side walk below suddenly flashed in his head. He blinked and pulled his legs up to scoot away from the edge of the roof.

"Why am I…?" He trailed off as he looked horrified at the edge of the building. He stayed like that for a few minutes, feeling completely sick to his stomach. A shaking hand rose from the ground to lay on the bump in the informant's belly. It just moved in slow circles to massage the skin until he felt a sharp kicking pain towards the direction of his hand.

It was definitely Shizuo's child.

The raven haired man clenched his stomach and leaned forward in pain. It only happened once, but Izaya stayed in that position for quite a bit in fear that the sudden pain would once again appear. After 10 minutes of waiting, the informant felt like the pain wasn't going to come back and let his body relax. He jumped when he felt a vibration on his hip until he realized it was his cell phone. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he pulled out the metal device to flick it open.

A text message from Shizuo.

Shizuo: [Where are you?]

Izaya blinked for a moment before his red eyes drifted up to the clock in the corner of his phone.

He cursed under his breath when he saw it was half passed 5. Izaya was so lost in his own thoughts that he didn't even realize he was up on the roof for about an hour. The informant stood up and typed out a message telling Shizuo that he was on his way home. He slipped his phone back into his pocket and let out of sigh. Red eyes stayed glued to the edge of the building. Small steps were taken forward until he was at the edge once again. He looked down at the busy streets once more as he clenched his stomach. He wished he could just dig his fingers into his tender flesh and rip out the monster that was slowly sucking the life out from inside of him. Maybe then he would be able to go back to his normal life. A flash of Shizuo's happy smile during the ultra sound where the two of them saw the baby for the first time entered his mind.

He just…couldn't…

Even if he got rid of the baby, there was no way life was going back to what it was before.

"I really…hate you Shizu-chan."

Izaya returned to his apartment about 15 minutes after sending his baby daddy the text message. The door creaked slightly as he pushed it open. He stepped inside and closed the heavy door to walk into his home that he now shared with Shizuo. He stopped in his tracks when he saw that the blonde was sitting on the couch with plastic bags of take out food on the glass coffee table. The former bartender sat there with his head back and eyes closed. His arms were crossed over his chest and one leg laid over the other. Izaya could tell by his posture that he had been waiting there for quiet awhile.

He felt a small pang in his heart when saw that the neatly packed boxes of food were still intact and in the clear bags. The informant slipped off his fur trimmed jacket and walked over to sit next to the man that was waiting on the couch. He stretched his one arm across the back of the couch and tucked his legs neatly underneath his bottom as he looked at the former bartender. The blonde's head slowly rolled up into a normal position as he looked at Izaya with his caramel eyes.

"Hey…" The raven haired boy said with a fake smile. Shizuo just stared at the informant. Izaya tried to shrug it off and leaned forward to grab the bags of food on the table. "Hope you got something good. I'm SO hungry~" The pregnant man said as he pulled out a box of the now lukewarm food. The blonde remained quiet as he studied the other man's movements, making Izaya feel very uncomfortable.

This was completely backwards.

The informant opened the top of the box to release the delicious aroma. He pulled out a piece of meat and popped it into his mouth, chewing happily on the soy drenched red meat.

"What's wrong?" Shizuo finally asked causing Izaya to jump a little at the sudden presence of the other's voice. The informant lowered the box slightly and looked at the blonde like he was crazy.

"What's this? Shizu-chan actually cares? Oh how sweet~" The raven haired man purred with a coy grin on his face. Shizuo didn't move an inch as he saw right through Izaya's normally flawless act. "Why do you care if anything is wrong with me?" The informant fired back with a hint of malice in his eyes. The blonde's hand twitched slightly in irritation but maintained his composure.

"Just tell me." His voice was coming out more as a commanding growl. Izaya leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest.

"You have to pay me. I'm an informant after all~ I don't give information for free~" Shizuo bit down on his jaw and glared hard at the man sitting across from him. The informant just sat there, not fazed at all by the monster of Ikebukuro's actions.

"Flea-"

"Shizu-chan."

"Stop it!"

"Stop what Shizu-chan~?" Izaya smirked as he saw the blonde's temper rising with each passing second. He really was Izaya's favorite thing to play with. Shizuo tightened his fist but forced it to relax.

"Why the hell do you have to be such a god damn asshole?!" The blonde yelled. The raven haired man flinched slightly at the sudden raise in volume.

"An asshole am I? That's kind of funny coming from someone who can't even make up with his brother~"

Shizuo snapped.

The blonde jumped forward to push the informant on his back, causing Izaya to yelp in surprise. Strong, calloused hands wrapped around the raven haired man's neck and pushed down so his head was securely against the leather couch.

"Don't you say anything about my brother!" The blonde yelled, seeing red as he looked at the man struggling underneath him. Izaya twisted and turned, trying to get free from the bodyguards miraculous strength.

"S-Shizu-chan...I…6 m-months...p-pregnant..!" Shizuo eyes shot wide open as he immediately got off the smaller man. His anger had got the best of him and he forgot that the other man was pregnant with his child. Izaya closed his eyes and brought his hand up to his throat while trying to relax his breathing. Something cold was pressed underneath the hem of his shirt, causing Izaya's eyelids to snap open. He looked down to see Shizuo slipping a hand underneath his shirt, raising it along the way. The fingertips were pressed gently against his skin.

"I'm sorry baby…" A shiver ran down Izaya's spine at the new soft tone of the blonde. The informant watched as Shizuo began to massage the enlarged skin before leaning forward and pressed his lips against his belly. Izaya felt a sensation run downward and his body heat up as he watched the blonde. Shizuo lingered there for a moment before pulling up and smiling lightly. The informant felt himself start to grow hard as he stared at the beauty that was Shizuo Heiwajima.

"You're heavy Shizu-chan…" The raven said with a light blush on his face from the heat that he was suddenly feeling. The blonde snapped his head up to see Izaya's pink dusted face. The innocent image made the former bartender's own body begin to heat up. He crawled up Izaya, supporting his weight, and placed his hands on both sides of his head. His face got closer to the informants, causing Izaya to blush even more and stop breathing for a second.

"I'm sorry…" Shizuo breathed out before lightly pressing his lips against the informants. Izaya felt like his heart stopped beating and closed his eyes, enjoying the sweet kiss that the two shared. The blonde pulled away and brushed his hand against Izaya's cheek. His hand drifted and wrapped around the back of the informants head to pull him into another kiss.

I got my shizaya tattoo guys! :D It's really awesome! ^^ You can see a link to see it on my profile. The picture is by Inumog and the quote is from her 'Divergence Blue' doujinshi :heart: :heart: :heart:

On another note, the only reason I was so late updating is because I lost internet for 1 1/2 weeks do to Hurricane Sandy .; Thank you all for your wonderful wishes! ^_^

I will start to write at 185 reviews!

That should give me more of enough time to update Caged Bird ^^;