Hi you guys! I've been anxious to write this chapter although it took a while for me to come up with how to start it off. After getting the con plague at Animazement, I have been able to recover from it all. I've been doing a pretty decent job keeping them in character so far but it's nearly impossible for me to do that now. So bear with me on how they act, I try I really do.

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Izaya: Cookie doesn't own Durarara or its characters.

Me: Ryohgo Narita's characters are just way too easy to manipulate. I'm just glad I haven't seen that many OC fics. I shall kill all you OC writers like the scum you are.


Unusual Absence

"There is no way in hell I am taking prenatal vitamins." Izaya looked at the pill bottle with a sour expression on his face.

Shinra frowned at Izaya's reaction, "But you need to have at least some prenatal care for the child, Izaya!"

"Nope. Not doing it." The brunet said as he turned to walk away, tossing the bottle behind him. "There is not enough ootoro in the world to make me ever consider that."

As the 20 weeks pregnant man was about to waltz out, a strong hand wrapped its fingers around his wrist and pulled him back in.

"Maybe not. But there's still me." A certain blond grumbled as he walked the informant back into the doctor's living room, forcing Izaya to sit on the couch.

Izaya crossed his arms against his chest and pouted, "Listen, I don't want to take stupid vitamins."

Shinra sighed as he gave the bottle to Shizuo, "Izaya, after the accident you've had, I have no other choice. Don't you want the child to be healthy?"

"It's keeping me from my work. I could give a damn."

Shizuo tossed the pill bottle up in the air a few times before throwing it at the smaller man's head, "Take the fucking pills, flea. If Shinra is saying you have to, then you will."

Izaya rubbed the side of his head to alleviate the pain, "Ooh, is Shizu-chan trying to win Father of the Year now?"


Shizuo watched Izaya in his struggle to breathe as he suffered more pain. His hand was still being squeezed every so often. He used his free hand to remove his cobalt sunglasses and then proceeded to pinch the bridge of his nose.

This has been going on for 10 hours straight. The debt collector thought with grief, When will Shinra decide to do something?

Izaya's hair was in total disarray, sticking in every direction possible. Sweat was evident on his pale face with a pink tinge on his cheeks. Plus, he refused to lay any way except for on his right side. Something told Shizuo that was because either he wanted to be able to see him… or just have better access to killing his hand.

After some moments of silence, Celty entered the room and swiftly showed Izaya her PDA.

[How are you feeling?]

Izaya squinted his garnet eyes in the attempt to read the small text and then relaxed back again, "Well to be honest, I'm sweaty, clammy, I'm having difficulty in finding a somewhat comfortable position, and overall am just getting really sick and tired of this whole childbirth thing. Goddamn, even Shizuo's son is taking his sweet time to accomplish anything."

She nodded and left the room silently. Shizuo smiled to the dullahan as she walked out, then turned to Izaya, "You could be a bit nicer, you know."

"It just hurts so much…" The distressed man said quietly, as if apologizing for something that he'd done, "It's all your fault, asshole."

The blond patted the other man's hand reassuringly, using all of his willpower to push past the insult, "I know it does."

Rosy eyes rolled in their sockets, "Like you know what true pain feels like."

At that moment, Shinra walked in with a tense air about him.

"Shinra, thank god. Please tell me you are saving me from the hell." Izaya said, a pained but hopeful look on his tired face, "I can't take it any longer."

"Unfortunately, I am." He sighed, eyeing the monitors that were beeping at an alarming rate, "The placenta is under distress and the fetus is in great peril. If I don't get it out within the next few hours, the child won't make it and neither will you."

Shizuo had an expression of the utmost solemnity, "So what happens now?"

"He goes in for a Caesarean section. I have no choice but to remove the infant surgically." He looked at the pair gravely, "Usually a child born this early has a very good chance of survival, but as this is an entirely different scenario, I have no idea what might his chances are."

Izaya had been listening attentively until he was hit with another massive wave of pain to which he curled back up on himself, earning a sympathetic look from the other two men.

"When will you perform the surgery?" The blond asked, turning to the mad scientist.

"I'm hoping to do it within the next few hours. It's extremely risky to wait any longer. You are welcome to stay and watch if you'd like. Izaya may need someone to support him. And it looks like you are the prime candidate."

When the brunet opened his eyes again, they were completely bloodshot. It blended almost too perfectly with his red orbs, giving a more demon-esque look to them, "Just get it out."


It was a couple hours later, now afternoon, when Izaya was rolled into surgery in Shinra's makeshift operating room.

A curtain was placed below Izaya's neckline so he wouldn't see what all was happening. A breathing mask was covering his nose and mouth to help supply him with oxygen. The shot that was administered earlier has kicked in fully, as he could hardly feel anything.

Shizuo stood obediently by the man's side. He winced as he saw Shinra make an incision below the swollen belly. It looked rather painful, but he reassured himself that Izaya was unable to feel it.

"You're doing fine, Izaya." Shinra's voice was slightly muffled from his surgical mask, "I'm surprised at how the uterus is in such good shape, even though it is very out of place among everything else."

The bodyguard had been watching Izaya's semi-relaxed face, but looked back over just in time to see Shinra break the placenta and get his gloved hands on the fetus inside it. He found himself unable to tear away from the scene, as he watched Shinra pull the small child out, who was covered in blood and other fluids.

But the one thing that disturbed him among everything else was… it was completely quiet.

Celty hastily took the silent infant over to a counter and laid him on a towel, where she got rid of all the fluids in his mouth and nose.

The little pink bundle was squirming helplessly lying on its back. Shizuo broke away from Izaya for a moment and went over to see the little thing. His son opened his uncolored eyes and blinked sleepily, looking up at the stranger curiously.

It disturbed Shizuo when that little voice in the back of his head whispered so eerily, 'This is your handiwork…'

But he couldn't help feeling a pang of guilt when Celty started hooking the infant up to machines to assist the little underdeveloped lungs in breathing.

"Shizu-chan…"

Hearing the pet name broke the bodyguard out of his thoughts and he turned back to the informant, "Yes?"

A small smile spread across the doll-like face, "Now I won't feel any more pain."

Just as Shinra finished stitching Izaya up, the two of them heard it. And it will be a sound Izaya will never ever forget for as long as he lived his life among humans.

Their son was crying.


I'm sorry about the length of it! I try my hardest to make it a good size but it proves difficult at times. The child was born at roughly 27 to 28 weeks. I hope you all enjoyed it and I shall see you again in July! Have an awesome summer!

I love you guys! Bye! :D

A link to a recap of my Animazement experience is posted on my profile for those who wanted to read about it.

Someone asked me where I get my inspiration from. I get a lot of it from songs. I particularly like listening to songs from "Les Misérables" or Vocaloid while I'm writing it all out.