Kasuka paused as he heard mumbling on the way back from the bathroom."Do you think he'll cry Shiki-san?" The brunet leaned over the table, a round stomach obvious due to the table. "I should go up to him and throw the baby in his face and send him so far down into depression he kills himself. Oh, but that would be too easy. I could make the child hate him too! Imagine! His own face claiming hatred of him. We could tie Shizu-chan to a wall and practice knife tossing!" The informant laughed as Kasuka bent down and returned to his date, pulling a confused Ruri out the door.

The only thought roaming through his mind Izaya would not poison some baby's mind to ruin his brother. He didn't know how far he would go to help his brother, but…

He would go as far as it took…

Kasuka woke up and rubbed his head.

"Having another nightmare?" Ruri looked up at him and yawned.

"…"

"Come on, I'm tired. We'll talk in the morning."

"It's just my head wound. I'll be better in the morning."

"Okay."

~.~

Shizuo wet his face before applying shaving cream, smirking as he watched Tsuki follow suit next to him in the mirror.

"I don't want a hairy face either."

The comment only amused him more as he handed the boy a comb and picked up the borrowed razor. "Ready?"

Tsuki nodded, "ready."

"Remember, long straight strokes. We don't want to cut our faces." He went first, showing the boy how to do it. Tsuki poised his comb above the shaving cream on his face and copied him, crunching his face up afterwards.

"It's cold."

"It's supposed to be." Shizuo continued on shaving and looked down at Tsuki. "You've never seen Izaya shave his face before?"

Tsuki propped himself up a bit and continued to scrape the cream off with his comb, "nope. I don't think mom gets hair much of anywhere besides the top of his head."

Grunting, Shizuo rinsed off his razor and shook his head. "He probably has some weird genetic thing."

"Really?" Tsuki looked up at him before pausing, wide-eyed. "My cream's all gone."

"That means you're done." Shizuo hurried up and pulled the boy over, "time to rinse."

"O-okay."

~.~"

"Damn it Celty, he needs to get up!"

Typing sounds went through the room before Shinra spoke again.

"It's not so much that! How can I seduce my wonderful future wife-UNNGH. Got it…got it… no wife references right now… Why do you always aim for my belly? It's painful…"

Izaya frowned into his darkness, slowly beginning to see the far reaches of reality begin to get closer. His endless night awakening to Shinra's sickly sweet smelling guest/patient room; Izaya groaned. He wasn't really in the mood to return to being awake. He was enjoying reminiscing over many a parkour dances with Shizu-chan.

…

Huh, what a masochistic set of dreams.

"Izaya!" Shinra practically sprinted over. "You're awake! Quick! What's your name? What do you remember?"

"Get the fuck out of my face Shinra. I have a migraine and your stupid questions aren't helping."

"Oh good, you're fine then." Shinra didn't move away as he grinned. "You had a broken leg, torn ligaments, a broken shoulder blade from impact with a bullet. Several cracked ribs; I mean, if anyone has made me feel like Victor Frankenstein, you have taken the prize."

"Thanks Shinra. I hear Tokyo bay is quite warm this time of year."

"Hey now! That's mea-"

"Where's Tsukishima?"

[With Shizuo in the living room, painting.]

"Well get him packed up. We're going."

Shinra paused a moment before rolling his eyes, "if by going, you mean nowhere, then yes. You are going."

Izaya shook his head, "no. I mean we are leaving the area of Tokyo for a while." He tried to get up and nearly screamed in agony. Pain lacerated through his leg, across his shoulders, around his stomach. He couldn't breathe suddenly. The room revolved like a globe as he tried to balance himself out and continue into a standing position.

"YOU IDIOT!" Shinra pushed him easily onto his back again and glared at him. "What part of broken did you misunderstand? You were almost as good as dead when I finally got you here! The only way your going anywhere is if someone who can physically carry you around and not buy your horseshit takes you somewhere."

"I'm sure Tsuki-chan can carry me-"
"I will personally check you into a mental institution if you so much as try it."

"Ooh? How scary," Izaya lied. "A mental institution? Have you missed the fact that I was nearly killed by the father of my child's brother? How safe do you think we are?"

"Considering you've been out a week, pretty safe."

"Oh ye of great faith."

"Oh ye of little faith."

[Shizuo will make sure Tsuki stays safe. They seem to be bonding well.]

"Yes, leave him with a rapist. What could possibly happen?"

Celty began to type when Shinra adjusted his glasses and stopped her, "Celty, let me talk to him. Can you go grab the wheelchair from the other room?"

The dullahan nodded before leaving the room, the door shutting behind her before Shinra sat down and spoke. "Shizuo raped you?"

"Why yes. In this case, that's were a man grabs another man and sticks his poker somewhere the other man does not want it."

"Somehow I don't think it was rape."

"Why no, sir. It is still called rape."

"And you didn't tease him, egg him on, drug him…"

"Are you insinuating that I in fact, wanted him ram a stick up my ass?"

"That would make sense. You do enjoy doing things to mess with people."

Izaya looked over at him and shook his head, "and you think that I would lie to Shizu-chan about rape just to have the benefit of…" He paused in fake thought. "I can't even think of any bene-"

"To be able to torture him about being uncontrollable and to have him be tortured by seeing his own son as the direct effect of his actions."

"Shinra! You wound me!"

"Somehow, I don't think I care."

"You've been hanging with the monsters too long, Shinra! They've turned you away from humans."

"I find it oddly convenient on your part that you happened to get pregnant, an impossible feat for a male, after only one time with Shizuo."

"He's a terrible lover. Gets the cum everywhere. I was washing sheets for weeks before just tossing them in the trash and buying new ones."

"Izaya, I've known you for years. There's more weapons in your house for you to grab and use to make him leave then there are people in this city."

"True."

"So it wasn't rape."

Izaya looked over at him and smirked, "oh no, it was."

"How could he rape you if there were weapons at your disposal and don't even try to tell me that you couldn't reach them. I've seen you escape from his arms when he was trying to pound you into the school practice fields."

"I was in a moment of weakness. It happens to everyone."

"Bullshit." Shinra looked at him drolly, "besides, rape victims go into tears or avoid discussing their incidents. They avoid their rapist by any means necessary."

"Hence my leaving the country a while back."

"You two looked pretty cozy next to each other getting ready to kill Celty, Kadota, those two otakus, and I the other week."

"Bigger fish to fry."

"Or there was no rape."

"You are a terrible doctor." Izaya whined, "you have given me no drugs to dull this pain, interrogated me like this is the Spanish Inquisition, and not trust me. I just feel like dying." He threw his head back and winced at the pain.

"You wouldn't feel like dying if the world declared a Hate Izaya Day."

"You're mentioning of my moment of agony…it just…"

"Don't even, Izaya. I know you're faking it."

"Oh?" Izaya eyed him carefully, "me? Faking?"

"It doesn't matter though, Shizuo and Tsuki are getting along fine. Shizuo's proud of your son and probably regrets nothing anymore."

"I suppose that means the game is over, ne?"

Shinra glared at him, "of course this was all a game. I would expect nothing less of you."

"Of course though, Shinra. Who else would have this much fun? He did cry though. That was slightly amusing."

"So you did drug him."

"You don't think very carefully, do you, Shinra? Who says he had to be the one drugged? Maybe he just had to be angry and have an aphrodisiac filled me humping his leg."

"That's what happened."

"Who said that? I was just presenting another method to which said rape could have occurred."

"So it wasn't rape. You wanted it."

Izaya just grinned silently at the doctor.

"You both drive me insane…"

"Whatever you must tell yourself, Doctor Frankenstein… you do know how that doctor dies, ne?"

"On a boat after chasing down his monster for decades to no avail." Shinra stuck a new medicine bag's tube into Izaya's IV before the pain finally numbed. Izaya sighed before he sensed someone on the other side of the room. Turning, Izaya paused as he caught a pair of pissed mocha eyes staring at him.

"I'll just be checking up on what my wifey is doing." The doctor bounced out of the room behind Shizuo and the door shut, "Celty~! Tsuki~! Izaya is awake and would like alone time with Shizuo so he has demanded we go out and get some sushi~!"

The sounds of the three leaving the apartment was heard as Izaya stared at the blond before him; Shizuo's person getting closer and closer, that eye contact never wavering. Izaya watched him numbly.

"I…never raped you… All that shit I had to hear from you in Russia… and when I wanted to get close to Tsukishima… all of that was a lie…"

Izaya was going to kill Shinra.

~.~

A/N: I couldn't resist updating again instead of on one of my other fics. It was too tempting. I think I rounded out Izaya okay in this, but getting the truth out was so DIFFICULT! HE'S AN INFORMANT! HOW THE HELL DO YOU GET THESE PEOPLE TO ADMIT ANYTHING! So he just kind of… hints, at the truth. He never openly admitted it here…

Which makes me very proud of Shizu-chan for understanding. Well done, protozoan! Well done! –applaudes-

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