Title:- All I want for Christmas

Pairing:- Izuo

Rating:- T

Disclaimer:- I don't own Durarara

Warning:- Language, Izaya

Summary:- Sequel to that time of year.

A/N:- This one is for Hanako-Chan16. Enjoy.

Shizuo sighed as his two sons quietly came up to him. The thing with Christmas presents was that every year either he or Izaya would have to assemble the small parts or put the batteries in. Not many of the battery operated toys actually had the damn things in included.

Hopefully Izaya had remembered to pick a few dozen packets up knowing that almost everything Psyche and Delicious had were remote control or interactive. "Mama. Can you put batteries in this?" Glancing down at the dozing child in his arms Shizuo looked to Izaya who was building a racing track behind the sofa looking more excited to play with it than Delic did.

"Ah!"

"Flea, tell me you didn't forget the batteries." Izaya looked guilty for a moment before grinning impishly.

"Of course I remembered. I'm not like you protozoan." His lover went back to slotting the track together.

"Can you go and get them then?"

"But Shizu-chan!" Izaya whined. "I'm playing." Shizuo gave him a scathing look that would melt any lower man. "Fine. I need batteries for this anyway." His lover sulked leaving the half built track alone. Moments later Shizuo had a bag of batteries in his hand.

"Thanks. Can you take Shizuka?"

"Maybe I should put everything together..." Knowing his strength, Shizuo agreed with a sigh shifting over carefully so as no to disturb his daughter. "Psyche, Delic. Hand over the toys that need batteries." Shizuka blinked waving her tiny hands a loud cry piercing the room.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" Shizuo asked softly, standing up. "Are you hungry? Sleepy?" He should know this since he had gone through the same routine with his sons. "Shh, I've got you. Izaya..."

"I can handle things here." His lover replied without glancing up. Shizuo nodded his thanks moving to a quieter room.

x-x-x

If there was one present Shizuo regretted getting his sons, it was the games console which had been hooked up to the television hours ago. Psyche and Delic had been sitting in front of it ever since. "Come on you two. Bed time." Both boys continued to play their game without even looking at him.

"Psyche. Delic. Bedtime." He said again a little louder but still not enough to disturb Shizuka.

"In a minute mama." Psyche chirped mashing the buttons on the control. Shizuo blinked.

"Exc-"

"Your mummy said bed." Izaya spoke from behind the sofa holding up one of the cars. Both of their sons scrambled up hurrying up the stairs.

"What a mess." Shizuo sighed walking to the sofa treading on torn wrapping paper and toy packaging. Ending the game, he took the disc out returning it to its case and shutting the system down. "Izaya did you hear me?"

"Yeah, I'll help you tidy up." Between the two of them they had the rubbish gathered up and put in the bin. "You haven't opened your presents yet." Shizuo shrugged tearing a box in half and then in half again. "Christmas isn't just for children, Shizu-chan."

"I know. I'll open your presents after I'm done tidying. Psyche. Delic." The two boys stood at the top of the stairs in their pyjamas. "Have you done your teeth?"

"Yes mama." His sons chimed in unison running down the stairs. Shizuo held his arms wide embracing them.

"Did you like your presents?"

"Yes mama. Goodnight." Psyche wriggled from his hug running over to Izaya. "Goodnight papa." Delic wasn't far behind.

"Goodnight you two. Straight to bed." Both boys ran back upstairs and into their room. Shizuo sighed seeing how fast they were growing, a hand slipped into his squeezing tight.

"Such adorable little humans we've created, Shizu-chan. Now can you open your presents?" Izaya's other hand brushed against his ass.

"Fine."

"Yay!" The raven let go of his hand running to the sofa and scooping up his presents. Shizuo shook his head following his lover as he vanished through the door and into their bedroom. Knowing Izaya he was going to feel embarrassed, disgusted and shocked. "This one first." Closing the door the blond took a seat on the bed tearing open the wrapping paper.

His fingertips brushed against the red material. "What is this?" He asked redundantly holding out the santa costume. It was identical to the one he and Izaya had worn, only his came with a skirt instead of pants.

"Its a santa costume. If i'm santa then you're santa's wife." Shizuo threw the costume to one side. "You don't like it? I made sure it was in your size."

"I'm not dressing as a woman, flea." Ending the conversation Shizuo opened the next one. "Chocolate body paint? What the hell am I supposed to do with this?"

"Well its edible and I know how much you love chocolate..." Izaya winked suggestively. The body paint joined the costume. "Hey, that's not nice. I'm only trying to spice up our sex life."

"Any more spicing up and we'd be like rabbits. We barely have time to have sex normally."

"Which is why I got this?" Izaya grinned tossing him the next one. Feeling slightly hopeful Shizuo's face fell seeing just what his lover was suggesting.

"...Bondage kit for beginners?" He said slowly checking that it was what he thought it was...it was. "Sturdy cuffs with soft padding, safe harnesses...a gag?" Shizuo's fingers trembled. "Are you having a laugh?"

"No. You won't have sex because you're afraid of us being heard, right? This way I can give you what we want and no one will hear a thing." Calming his rising temper, Shizuo took a deep breath.

"Did you get me anything that doesn't have anything to do with our sex life?" He asked wearily seeing several presents still waiting to be opened.

"Why don't you open them and fi-"

"Izaya. Enough."

"Fine. These two don't have anything to do with it." Shizuo gratefully took the present. Inside was a wash gift set. Scrunchie, strawberry bubble bath, lotion and body wash. "Its supposed to help with sore muscles. I know using your strength hurts you." Shizuo smiled softly. This was why he loved Izaya. The small things that he did. "The lotion doubles up as a lubricant." His lover added ruining the moment.

The last safe one contained a plush rabbit that fit in his hands. "What's the intention behind this one?" The plushie looked innocent enough but he knew when it came to Izaya looks could be deceiving.

"You wound me. Its to keep you warm if i'm working late. If you open the back there's a small bag that you heat up in the microwave." Shizuo raised an eyebrow. Unzipping the back where a small bag fell out with heating instructions as well as a small pink device. "...and what would this be?"

"That's something I found which I thought would come in handy. I know how much you hate batteries, so I got one which you charge by USB. The lead is in the box."

"Its a vibrator." Shizuo dead panned no longer surprised.

"Yes, its a really good one though." Izaya admitted. Shizuo sighed in disappointment. "Shizu-chan, you're not happy?"

"Doesn't matter." He didn't expect much from his lover. "I'll put the paper in the bin." Slim arms wrapped around his waist.

"What's wrong? Was there something you really wanted? You're unpredictable, Shizu-chan. I won't know unless you tell me." Izaya sighed head resting lightly against his back. "I know I haven't helped getting you pregnant and I'm always pushing for us to have sex but I love you."

"I know flea. I'm just worried that each time we do it, I'll end up pregnant again. All it takes is for the condom to split. I have Psyche, Delic, Shizuka and you. I don't need anything else. I don't need all these stupid toys. All I wanted was you." Shizuo felt his face flush uttering such words.

"I get it Shizu-chan. Here." Izaya quietly held out a plain envelope. Inside was two tickets. "Our time alone. It won't happen if we wait for it. Celty and Shinra have agreed to look after our children the weekend after new years. I can take time off, it will be just the two of us."

"...You did understand." The blond whispered quietly.

"Of course I did. You're the most important one to me, Shizu-chan. I know everything about you. What you do, your habits, how you feel..."

"Sounds like a stalker." Shizuo muttered Izaya's fingers on his cheek.

"A stalker that loves you. So now that we have some personal time allocated. How about we try out those cuffs?" With a grin Shizuo pushed Izaya away. "No? What about the body paint?" Shaking his head the blond opened the rest of his presents. Another vibrator but this one was a moulding kit. Another blindfold, gag and an adjustable cock ring that might come in handy just not used on him.

The last one puzzled him as he lifted up a cake slicer. "What is this for?" His mind drawing a blank.

"Ah, that one is to cut the cake in the kitchen that I got you." Shizuo was off of the bed heading straight for the kitchen holding his cake slicer, Izaya's soft laughter behind him. When he got to the kitchen and switched the light on his arms folded.

"What are you two doing?" Both Psyche and Delic jumped their sticky fingers hidden behind their backs but the evidence still on their lips. "Didn't I tell you to go to bed?" Psyche hung his head.

"Sorry mama. I wanted a drink and saw the cake." Just like him, his sons had developed a sweet tooth.

"Go wash your hands." Shizuo said sternly. Both boys looked like they were going to cry. "You can't eat any cake with sticky fingers. Off you go."

"Thanks mama." Delic grinned taking his brother's hand and running out. Shizuo grabbed two dishes cutting a slice of cake for both of them.

"Looks like Psyche and Delic discovered it first?" Izaya asked leaning against the wall.

"Yeah. It's okay, its christmas. Can you put these on the table?" Handing the dishes over to his lover, Shizuo cut his own bigger slice. "We might not have any free time to ourselves right now but I wouldn't change it for the world." A smile touched his lips hearing a loud cry. "It looks like everyone is awake." Leaving his cake alone, the blond jogged upstairs hearing his sons in the bathroom.

"Mama, our hands are clean." Psyche and Delic held up their hands.

Shizuo gave them permission to go back down and eat, whilst he gently lifted Shizuka from her cot. "Everyone else is still awake, you might as well be too." Cradling his youngest child to his chest, Shizuo slowly made his way down the stairs to join Izaya and his two boys sitting on the sofa.

End