Let me just say that I'm sorry that this update is so late, but there have been too many things going on right now that have cut down on my time. First off, I've gone to the doctor about my ankle, and even though at first he said that an operation might have to be done, the x-rays said differently, but I'll still have to go to therapy. :( Next, I was throwing up yesterday and stayed in bed for just about the whole day without eating much of anything (yes, not even Pocky O.O). Then, my dad might have some type of infection, and even though I love my dad dearly, he's hard-headed and doesn't like going to the doctor. Basically, he's a "wait-and-see" type of guy.

Anyway, let's get on with this:

That champagne must've done something to me 'cause I couldn't get the sounds of Celty and Shinra's little "celebration night" out my head. Izaya was about to go freaking crazy over all the noise, but I was actually okay with it. It's about time Shinra brought out his wild side that comes out in all men some time in life.

I hear Izaya groan under the huge comforter. He raises his head above the sheets and groans again. He had dark circles under his eyes and his hair was everywhere. Basically, he looked a hot mess, and it was all I could do to keep from laughing.

"Ugh…so tired…" he complained, "Stupid Shinra…"

Once he glanced at my alert, chocolate eyes, he smiled warmly.

"Ah, good morning, Kishou-chan…how's Mommy's big boy, hmm?"

I giggled quietly and stretched my arms and legs out. Izaya chuckled at my "huge" yawn and petted my tummy.

"Mommy got you something real nice from the store, Kishou-chan. You'll get it after your bath and your breakfast, 'kay?"

I perked. A present? I understand that it's wintertime and Christmas is just around the corner, but why the sudden urge to buy me a gift so soon? Well, it is Izaya, who happens to my "mommy" at the moment, and whatever it is, he's got my curiosity peaked.

"Okay, now, let's get you clean~"

I suddenly felt Izaya picking me up and heading out of our room. He stopped and snuck a peek in Shinra's (and apparently also Celty's) room, seeing the underground doctor still sleeping. Izaya rolled his eyes when he saw the mess that was Shinra's hair. He walked on and tried to take me to the bathroom for a bath after grabbing a towel from the closet, but the shower was already running.

"Huh…" he mused, "Celty must be in there. Guess I'll fix your bottle then."

He put me on his hip and moved toward the kitchen. He put the formula in a small container and began to fix it up to be heated. After starting the microwave, he suddenly sniffed me and scrunched his nose.

"No wonder you were whining last night," he said chuckling, "You went pee-pee~!"

I leaned my head on Izaya's shoulder to hide my embarrassment, but he just smiled.

"Here, "he said while laying the towel out on the kitchen floor and putting me down on it, "Let Mommy change your diaper while your bottle is warming up, ne?"

He left for a few seconds coming back with the baby wipes and a fresh diaper. I kicked my legs a bit when he leaned in and unbuttoned the onesie. He kissed each little spot that came to light when he pulled off each button, making me giggle. He made his way to the diaper and carefully pulled off the tabs.

It was indeed very…messy…but Izaya's expression didn't change from its soft one as he slipped off the dirty diaper and began cleaning me with a baby wipe. It felt good as usual, and Izaya laughed when I cooed.

"Ha ha! Does that baby wipe feel good, Kishou-chan?" He laughed harder when I cooed dreamily again.

He and I were so occupied with the changing that we didn't even notice Celty hovering over us, now in her suit. Izaya got the sensation of another being watching him in the room and turned around to meet Celty's figure. Celty shook her…neck and typed something out on her PDA.

[Do people regularly change diapers in the kitchen? XD]

Izaya smirked, "Oh…call it convenient~"

Celty's shoulders shook in a laugh and proceeded to take the container out of the microwave once it went off. She graciously poured the contents in the bottle setting it on the counter while Izaya finished me up and cleaned the area. Throwing the dirty diaper away, he handed me over to the headless woman and washed his hands.

"Thanks for that, Celty," he said, taking the baby bottle in one hand while juggling me in the other. Celty nodded, and Izaya pushed the teat near my lips. I blinked and opened my mouth, sucking greedily as the bottle shifted constantly in Izaya's hands.

I looked up innocently into my "mommy's" crimson eyes and Izaya kissed my forehead.

[I'm gonna be honest - I would've never thought in a million years that I'd see Izaya Orihara caring so tenderly for an infant. Especially one that looks just like Shizuo…]

Izaya heard Celty's fingers working their magic again and shrugged when he read the message.

"Neither have I, Celty, "he said chuckling turning his loving gaze back to me again, "But…there's just something about him that…I dunno, he's just so…precious. Just as his name describes him. I don't know how I've gotten this soft."

[Maybe you love him?]

"I already know that I do, "he replied, then he grinned, "Speaking of 'love', you and Shinra had some pretty good love sessions last night~"

Celty tensed then jumped when Izaya added, "-AND this morning."

She typed out as quickly as she could, fumbling with her digits.

[You heard all that?!]

Izaya nodded, "Technically, it was only Shinra I heard, but you guys seemed to be having a great time~!"

Celty jumped again, dropping her PDA, and I couldn't help but giggle into the rubber nipple.

[I-IZAYA!]

"Shh!" the informant playfully put a finger to his lips, "Your hubby is sleeping!"

[Oh, he said he wasn't feeling well this morning…]

Lightweight… I thought smirking as I continued to suck.

"Yeah, he seemed to be pretty much knocked out when I peeked in there. Like I said, 'long night'…"

As if on cue, the underground doctor strutted in. He had a few tired wrinkles around his grey eyes, but otherwise, he looked very satisfied. What was even more surprising is that Shinra didn't have on a shirt, instead being bare-chested with night shorts. Izaya rolled his eyes as the man waltzed in to the kitchen.

"Didn't you mother ever teach you that it's not polite to show skin when you have guests?" Izaya asked with a lifted brow.

Shinra leaned into his face with a goofy grin, "Nope – not at my own house~"

Izaya nodded with a look of disgust as he put me over his shoulder for a burping. Shinra proceeded to walk over and poke my cheek playfully.

"Hey, Izaya," he said after he stopped, "Do you think you could do me a favor?"

"Maybe, that depends what it is."

"Well, this is going to sound strange," the brunette started, "but…do you think that you could get some dirt on a, um…specific company?"

I felt the pats on my back stop for a second as Izaya shifted me.

"Okay…what 'specific company'?"

"…Oishī Dairy."

"Huh? You mean that company that manufactures just about every dairy product in Japan?"

"Y-yeah."

Izaya scoffed after I hiccupped and belched, "Shinra, why would you want me to look into something like that? Sure, if it were a tech company or even a small conning business, I'd be interested, but dairy-"

Shinra waved his hands in defense, "I know! I know! I just…it's really, really important, so will you help me out, please?"

"Shinra-"

Said man grabbed me out of Izaya's arms and held me up to the informant's face. He stuck out his lip in a mocking manner and whimpered.

"Oh, Izaya, pweeeaaase?! I'll wove you fowever~!" he squeaked as he bounced me around with his words. It wasn't fun, at all, but I went along with it. It would be more convenient if Izaya did most of the work on changing me back. Might help Shinra find a cure in no time.

Izaya ruffled his hair in defeat then snatched me back, "O-okay, okay! Fine! If time allows, I'll try to find some info on the subject. You'd better be glad that I'm not going to charge you for this!"

Shinra grinned and hugged Celty, who acted as a bystander the whole time, in happiness.

"Oh, thank you, Izaya-kun! You'll never know how much this'll help!"

Izaya shook his head and headed towards the bathroom, "I would ask why you would want me to look into something so insignificant, but I'd probably just regret it. Plus, I gotta give Kishou-chan a bath."

Shinra nodded gratefully, then gave a cunning look towards his love that he was still squeezing for life.

"Hey, Celty, wanna go again? Last night's memory-"

I shut my eyes when I heard Shinra's squeal of pain.

"Ah, never mind…!"

The bath was definitely something that I needed, especially since Izaya came in with me. It was way better than last time – no sign of sadness or despair. Izaya scrubbed my body thoroughly while I "attempted" to do the same. Of course, I was in no position to do much of anything since I couldn't do much of anything, but Izaya just laughed it off.

After the bath, Izaya came out of the bathroom, a towel around his waist and a towel around me. He set me down on the guest bed and changed my clothes, combing my hair first. It wasn't another onesie, instead being a simple light blue T-shirt and khaki pants with thick white bootees. I enjoyed the warmness of the change of clothes as Izaya changed his own. He checked himself in the mirror and turned around, giving me a mischievous expression.

"Now, is Kishou-chan ready for his present?"

I cocked my head in confusion. I admit I'd forgotten about that, but even while I remembered it, I had no idea what the flea could've gotten me.

Without giving me more time to guess my early Christmas present, he scooped me up and carried me to the living room. Celty and Shinra (with a clean shirt) were sitting on the couch deeply engrossed in some type of show about dachshunds jumping rope with Kyari Pamyu Pamyu (it was only a matter of time…).

"Ne, Celty," Izaya piped, "Did you put Kishou-chan's gift in the closet like you said you would?"

The dullahan perked at the sound of his voice and nodded. Shinra sleepily rolled his head to look at whoever spoke.

"Eh? You got something for the baby?"

Izaya only hummed in response as he placed me in Celty's hold while skipping merrily to the closet. I raised an eyebrow towards the couple.

"What's this all about?" I whispered.

Shinra merely shrugged, and Celty tried to convey that she didn't really know the reason behind it either. Suddenly, I heard wheels rolling against the hard floor, and Izaya came back with a baby stroller. It wasn't some cheap baby doll accessory that a person would get for their daughter on her birthday. This looked like it would push the price tag to hit ¥10000 to ¥12000.

"Here you go, Kishou-chan!" he smiled, "It's a baby stroller – that way Mommy can take you anywhere you wanna go~!"

Shinra got up as my mouth still remained agape.

"Ah, Izaya-kun!" he grinned, "It's adorable! What made you want to get it?"

"I just felt like it was time for Izaya Orihara to walk around with an infant and feel proud of it," he explained, "Besides, I've read that it's a great way for Mama and Baby to bond. It sounds weird, but…I wanna take on the challenge of raising Kishou-chan as my own."

Shinra widened his eyes, and the smoke from Celty's neck billowed out in a few heavy puffs.

"A-are you serious, Izaya?" Shinra sputtered out, "You always told me that you wouldn't even dream of having children! You said that all through our school days, didn't you?"

Izaya nodded solemnly, "Yes, I remember. To tell you the truth, I don't know what's making me feel this way, but I know it's something that I have to do."

[But, Izaya-]

"I know, I know, it doesn't come without official papers and other stuff like that, but for the time being, I want to raise him. I want him to be mine."

…I hadn't expected that. The man that I've hated, chased, and kept the intent to kill for so long…wants me, in a way. Of course, he doesn't know who I really am, but just the thought of the flea wanting a child…his life seems way too busy for that. Even though all of the facts remain, he's really committed to keep me as his own son. It's surprising yet…a nice change of heart.

"Kishou-chan…" Izaya whispered loud enough for me to hear, "do you want to stay with Mommy?"

I honestly didn't know what to say. I'd been living with him for a little over two weeks now. To anyone, it'd be too early to want to claim a child that you just found in that time frame, but…did I really have a choice? I almost feel guilty for letting Izaya on like this, especially since it's gone this far. I have to change back to an adult sooner or later – I can't stay a baby forever – but if I did go back, and I know I've said this over and over again, God only knows how badly it would break Izaya.

"Kishou-chan?" Izaya called, breaking me out of my thoughts. I looked to him with glassy brown eyes before trying to slide a foot down to the floor. Instead, the bootee was too smooth for the slick floor, and I ended up falling flat on my face.

Shinra rushed to my side, "Hey, are you-"

Before he could even touch me, I smacked his hand away.

"Huh?" the doctor pondered, "Well, aren't you stubborn? What are you trying to do, little guy?"

When he backed up a couple of spaces, I frowned as I tried to pick myself up off the floor. The task was harder than it used to be, but eventually, I got up to one knee, two, then finally shakily stood on my own two feet. Izaya gasped then hunched over on his knees, clapping his hands and smiling.

"That's a boy, Kishou-chan!" he cried, "That's a boy! Can you come to Mommy?"

I took a good look at the distance between him and me, but nonetheless, I made the move to lift my foot and press it forward. I stuck my hands out for balance, but I still wobbled. I put my other foot in front of the last and tried to repeat the action. Celty completely blew off the dog show on TV to watch me instead, and Shinra pushed me on by nodding.

After a few pauses, I was about halfway there. I blushed at Izaya's encouragement, and I even smiled as I took my steps.

"Yes, c'mere, Kishou-chan! Come here to Mommy!" Izaya urged holding out his arms.

When I finally felt skin contact, I knew I had made it. I was whooshed into the air, going up and falling back down over and over again, right into Izaya's grasp each time, and he sounded as if he was about to cry when he finally snuggled me into his hold.

"Yes, you did it, Kishou-chan…" he whispered, "You already seem so strong and determined to do what you have to…Mommy loves you so much…you know that, right? Just like I told you before."

I clutched onto his clothes tighter if it were possible.

Of course I know that, I wanted to say, and if only I could, I'd say the same thing.

I buried my face in his chest, thinking the worst possible scenarios that could occur when all this is over. Becoming attached to someone or something works both ways. One tends to have that pull of affection on the other, making them want to feel close too. I felt his slender, warm hands caress my head, which only made me feel worse. I almost felt sick, to say the least, about what's been happening.

Oh, Izaya…I'm so confused, but…I honestly wish it hadn't gone this far…