What's this? It takes a whole week to update and the chapter isn't even a full 1000 words? I can explain! I had some MAJOR writers block with this chapter, to boot it's been a VERY busy week what with my Dad sick, looking for a job (I literally plastered the city with my resume, and Calgary Alberta has the worst transit system in place out of every city in CANADA. Yes, we're bad, no, we don't spend enough, yes, our new mayor is trying to repair the damage and so far he's done a lot for the city. More in his first year then any mayor before him has done in their ENTIRE TERM. I am SO glad I voted for him~) and my Best Friend losing her Grandmother. (That was today actually, and it's December 23rd for those of you reading this in the future! Hey look I'm a Time Lord now! You may call me the Doctor...)

Anyways, it isn't longer because the chapter reached a natural stopping point where I chose to end it. The next one should be up sooner than this one was (I hope) And PI...If you read this story please stop being such a fast writer, it's hard to keep up! *feels pressured* And they're so good that when I see an update I must read immediately! Also, I'm totally supposed to be cleaning my disaster-zone of a bedroom right now...*dies* Okay, enough of my ranting and excuses. Go read the chapter.

Shizuo sighed softly as sun streamed into the window, rousing him from sleep. His mind clung desperately to the last fragments of his dream, swirling away like sand through fingers as dreams were wont to do when one woke up. He remembered it clearly though, as though it had been reality and he deeply wished it was.

"Izaya…" He mumbled softly under his breath, his eyes still closed to the gentle gold light that seeped into the room as though determined to chase every shadow from its recesses. He had dreamed nothing more than what was happening right now, but there had been a key difference in the dream. Izaya had been there, his arms wrapped tenderly around the blonde as sleep flitted away from them both. Izaya had murmured sweet nothings as they stirred from sleep and joined the waking world, returning to reality and he had meant every word of devotion he had whispered. Oh how Shizuo wished it were true. 'But it's not,' he thought bitterly as the door creaked open gently and Tsukishima padded into the room quietly.

"Mama? Are you sleeping?" He asked, his voice soft.
"Nope," Shizuo mumbled back and he smiled a little when he felt Tsukishima's tiny form suddenly squirm into the bed and under the covers with him, his small body curling against Shizuo's abdomen and his little head pressed against his chest. The blonde wrapped his arms delicately around the perfect, tiny frame against him with a happy smile.

"Mama…you miss Papa," He mumbled softly. Damn his son inheriting Izaya's intelligence…
"Yes. But he's not good for us. Not for you, not for your sister and not for me," Shizuo said, unable to hide the sadness he felt from his voice.
"Mama…What if Papa lied?"
"I wish he had. But…I don't know which is the lie and which is the truth. Your father is a very good liar and he does it too often for anyone's good,"

"Can we go out today?"
"Okay. Where?"
"Kasuka-oji-san's. He has today off, so let's all go see him!" Tsukishima wiggled excitedly at the thought and Shizuo smiled a little, chuckling at his son's over-all adorableness.
"Fine, but we're calling him first, okay?"

"Yay!" Tsukishima wrapped his little arms around Shizuo's neck, hugging him happily as Kimiko started making her pre-emptive cry noises from her crib nearby.
"Ah…I guess your sisters hungry, come on then," Shizuo opened his eyes, but he wished he could sleep some more. Still, his baby needed her bottle and her bath so he sat up, Tsukishima moving to cling to his back like a spider monkey. Shizuo didn't bring it up as he lifted his daughter up and her cries settled instantly as though she knew she was going to be fed now whether she cried or not and would rather not waste her breath.

Izaya was sitting on the sofa in the luxurious hotel room of one Yuuhei Hanejima (A.K.A. Kasuka Heiwajima) minding his own business and trying hard not to think of Shizuo or his two children when he was very suddenly knocked clean off it.
"Iza-nii! We came to cheer you up, aren't we so nice~?" Mairu and Kururi had both knocked him off the couch and sent him to the floor, both girls atop him.
"Grateful…" (Be grateful we love you so much!)

"You sure you're not here just to see Yuuhei?" Izaya grumbled, trying to sit up bot they were determined to keep him on the ground.
"Well, that too, but he isn't here right now so in the meantime we'll visit you~"
"Yes, you two love me so much I can barely stand it…." Izaya frowned and rolled his eyes.
"Really…Yuuhei…"(We really did come to see you though, not Yuuhei)

"Shush! He can't know that part!"
"What part?"
"No part!"
"Mairu…."
"No really! No part!"
"Kururi?"
"Like," (We just like you)

"You're both lying," Izaya smiled though. They were genuine about trying to cheer him up at least since they should know exactly where Yuuhei was right now. He was correct in this assumption; they had just seen him at Shizuo's place while he had been taking care of Tsukishima and Kimiko while said bodyguard was out getting groceries. They had also been let in on the plan Tsukishima had and they were all for it as having Izaya together with Shizuo meant they had better access to Yuuhei. He had even promised them his personal cell-phone and email if they complied.

"Out?" (Can we go out with you somewhere?) Kururi asked, her eyes wide and hopeful, her short brown hair falling into her eyes. Mairu nodded emphatically in agreement with her other half.
"Yeah! Fresh air will be good for you Iza-nii! We can stay here in Shinjuku! Please~?"
"Sunshine 60…" (But I want to go to Sunshine 60!) Kururi wined and Izaya sighed.

"We're not going in to Ikebukuro," Izaya said firmly.
"Aw, but it's your favorite place! We'll even human-watch with you!"
"Tempting, but not in Ikebukuro,"
"Is this 'cause Shizuo-san dumped you?"
"What? No! This is…completely different…" The both noticed the shift in his demeanor and mood though and glanced at each other, worried. Izaya was strong; he had always been able to do anything. To see him so upset and vulnerable was disturbing to them. They also both knew that they had to get him out today since Kasuka was going to have Shizuo over for here for a while. Then they were supposed to turn up with Izaya and that way Shizuo would be forced to listen instead of blowing up.

"Well, okay, we'll go out but we're staying in Shinjuku!"
"Kabuki-cho?" (Can we go to Kabuki-cho?)
"WHAT? ABSOLUTELY NOT, YOU ARE WAY TO YOUNG FOR THAT!"
"But we go all the time Iza-nii~!"
"No. End of story."

Seliphra: For those of you who don't know, Kabuki-cho in Shinjuku, Tokyo is the red light district.
Izaya: Figures those two would want to go there...
Shizuo: Izaya...you have the creepiest sisters I have ever seen.
Izaya: I know, ne~? They are demons!
Seliphra: And who's fault is that, hmm?
Izaya: Well, mine of course, but that's beside the point~
Shizuo: Is not flea!
Seliphra: OI! No fighting in the postscript! This is a magical land here! *floats upside down* NOW REVIEW MY LOVELY HUMANS~!
Izaya: YOUR lovely humans? Uh, no. REVIEW MY LOVELY HUMANS~!
Shizuo: Someone...help...save me from these twin troll-fleas!