A/N: Chapter 38! Enjoy reading it and please review.
Summary: Six years have gone by since the birth of Hikari and everyting seems to be going fine with the family of three, but will it last? Or will something happen that threatens to tear them apart?
Disclaimer: I don't own Durarara!
"You two haven't bought clothes for the wedding yet right?" Shinra suddenly asked. He and Celty had come to visit or at least that was what Izaya thought, but seems like they had other plans.
"No we haven't. I wanted to wait till after I gave birth and then I had to recover from the c-section." He answered, which was why he still didn't have the clothes even though it was already the end of january and they had decided to get married on the 4th of april.
"I expected as much." Shinra said. "That's why you're going to buy them today. Izaya will go with Celty and I will go with Shizuo."
"I could go by myself." Shizuo said, but Shinra shook his head.
"You will want to have some feedback, so I'm coming and I also asked Kadota and Kasuka to come." The blonde had wanted to protest till he had heard that Kasuka was coming too.
"Fine, is Izaya only going with Celty or have you asked other people for him too?" That was something he wanted to know too.
"Ah no, I asked Mairu and Kururi and also Aiko-san." The doctor explained. "Hikari can go with them too."
"You asked my sisters?" There was no way that could end well. He was glad that the doctor had asked Aiko though.
"I couldn't really leave them out of this." Shinra explained and Izaya knew he was right.
"Fine, I just hope they won't ruin everything." Despite being already in their twenties they could still act quite childish at times.
"So I can come too?" Hikari suddenly asked and Izaya couldn't help but smile.
"Yes you can, I would definitely want to hear your opinion." He said and the girl smiled brightly at that. "What are we going to do with Yuki though? Are you taking him with you or should I take him?"
They couldn't forget the small boy, even though it would be a bit problematic to take a baby with them, but if he needed to then he would.
"I already asked someone to take care of him." Shinra explained, which made Izaya frown. Who had the doctor asked to take care of his son? He wanted to ask, but at that moment there was knocking at the door.
Shizuo was the one to open the door and when the person came walking into the living room, Izaya was a bit surprised to see his mother.
"You're the one Shinra asked to take care of Yuki?" If it was his mother he didn't really have an objection against it.
"Yes, he did. Are you fine with it too?" It was clear that his mother wanted his approval, so he nodded.
"Yes, don't worry, I will show you where you can find everything." He said before standing up and leading his mother to the kitchen first where he showed the stuff for making the milk and where the bottle was.
Afterwards they went upstairs, where Yuki was still quietly sleeping in his crib. Here he showed her where the rest of the stuff was. "I think that's all you need to know, if there's a problem, feel free to call me." He said.
"Sure, but I don't think there will be any problems." His mother said and Izaya knew that if something really happened his mother would know how to handle it with three children of her own.
The both of them went downstairs where suddenly a lot more people were. Everyone the doctor had mentioned were now in the room, which meant they would probably be leaving soon.
"Izaya, we're leaving, good luck on your end." Shizuo said as soon as he saw the two of them walking into the living room.
"Same to you, make sure to find something that looks good on you." He teased the blonde, who blushed slightly at those words.
"Let's go." Was all the blonde said before the men left together, leaving Izaya alone with the women.
"So what's the plan?" He decided to ask. It might be a bit awkward going to buy a suit with all these women, but seems like he had no choice.
"Let's go to the store first!" Mairu said while grabbing his arm. "We already looked a few up, so we will take you there." Izaya didn't really know if he could trust them, but he hadn't really looked for stores himself.
"Fine, I just hope you didn't chose something weird." He said with a sigh. A tap at his shoulder made him look over to the Dullahan.
[Don't worry, all of us looked at them together, so they weren't the only ones who chose it.] That helped a little, even though he couldn't shake the feeling that there was still something wrong.
"Let's go! Bye mom!" Mairu said before dragging Izaya out of the apartment. He tried to make the woman let go of him, but no success there.
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"Oi! I think you got something wrong!" Izaya told his sister while she was trying to get him into the store. If it had been a store for suits it would have been fine, but this was one for wedding dresses.
"Is something wrong Iza-nii?" Mairu asked with an innocent face, which was obviously fake. He glared at the woman and then looked to Celty.
"I thought you knew I wouldn't wear a dress." He said accusingly. He had expected they would have taken him to buy a suit.
[Don't you want to surprise Shizuo by wearing a dress?] The dullahan typed. So they just thought he would agree if they took him here?
"I might want to surprise Shizuo, but that doesn't need to be a dress." He argued, but it was clear that the others were set on getting him in a dress. "And it's embarrassing not to mention hard to explain." He said the last bit in a quiet voice.
"It can't be that bad Iza-nii and we will explain if you want." With this Mairu started dragging him into the store and before he could really complain he was already inside.
"You're really giving me no choice." He sighed. Maybe if he just put on some dresses they would keep quiet afterwards, but he knew that they would probably go on till he had bought one.
"If you really don't want to we can go to buy you a suit." Aiko suddenly said, but Izaya shook his head.
"It's fine, but if I don't like it we will go buy a suit." With that everyone nodded, before Mairu went to get someone to help them.
[I'm sorry, I should have asked your opinion first.] Celty suddenly said. [I should have known that you didn't want this.]
"It's fine, so don't worry about it." He tried to smile, but he was nervous after all, especially when Mairu came back with a clerk to help them.
"So who's the bride?" The woman almost immediately asked and Izaya couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable with that word, but if they wanted to get married for real he would be seen as the bride and he knew that.
"I am." He said in a clear voice, trying to hide how he was really feeling. "There is something you should know though." He started, since he didn't know if Mairu had already explained it.
"Of course, you can tell me and then we can look for some dresses. When are you getting married?" Of course she would need to know.
"The 4th of april, so we might be a bit late for a dress, but I only gave birth last month, so I couldn't really go for one first." Izaya explained, but that hadn't been what he wanted to tell.
"That's not a problem, shall we try some dresses? Is there anything you had in mind?" The woman asked before he could even explain about him being intersex.
"Just a simple dress, nothing too much, since I don't really like that." He said and the woman was already walking away motioning for them to follow. Was this woman ever going to listen to what he had to say or did her attention only go to the dresses?
He decided to follow after her and so did the rest. "Everyone except for the bride can sit here, while the two of us are going to fit on a dress." The woman explained. Izaya felt a bit nervous about being left alone with the woman, but seemed like he had no choice.
Everyone obeyed her after all, leaving him on his own to follow her. She brought him to a dressing room and was about to head out, while leaving him there. "Wait, I still need to tell you the thing you needed to know."
"Was there something besides the short time?" The woman asked. Izaya couldn't believe how simple her thinking was.
"No, this might seem a bit unbelievable, but I don't want to give you any surprises, so I need you to know that I'm intersex, meaning that I am both genders." He wondered if she would ask him to leave, since she might just think that he was a man and not even a woman.
"Was that all? I could say that I was wondering why you were wearing men's clothing, but this explains it." The woman simply said. "So you wanted a simple dress, right? It's great that you want to wear a dress for your partner, you know? He will probably be surprised."
Izaya didn't know how to answer, so he just nodded. The woman disappeared again leaving him to get undressed. So he did just that, taking off his jacket, shirt and pants, till he was only left in his boxers.
Looking at the mirror in front of him he still noticed that there was a bit of baby fat, but he was planning on getting rid of it before the wedding. The scar was also quite visible, but he hoped that the woman wouldn't be too taken aback by it.
The door opened and Izaya turned around to see the woman coming in with a few dresses. She hang them and then pointed to them. "You can choose which one you want to try, if nothing is to your liking I can look for more." She said. He nodded before heading over to the dresses.
He could still not really believe that he was going to do this, but he knew he needed to and that the ones outside were expecting this from him. He let his gaze travel over the dresses till they rested on one. It seemed perfect in his eyes, even though it was still a question if it was still perfect when he was wearing it. "I want to try that one." He said while pointing to the dress.
"Alright, let me help you put it on." The woman said before taking it and helping Izaya into the dress, closing the dress from behind with a zipper. The dress was simple it had a strap on both arms, while it didn't have a v-neck, but just a round one, which made it no problem that he had no bust. It fit perfectly on his body and from his hips it went a bit wider, but not too wide, which was just perfect.
"I like this one." He said and a smile appeared on his lips. "I'm glad that it even fits my body, though I am planning on losing some of the baby fat." He said and he could see the woman smiling.
"It definitely suits you and good luck with losing that, but it shouldn't be a big problem, right?" The woman said and Izaya shook his head to that. "Did you have a son or daughter?"
"Son, he was born on the 24th of december, a little bit early, but besides being a bit small everything was fine." He said.
"Oh that's great, are you ready to show this to the rest of them?" Oh right, he still needed to show it to them.
"Sure, they might be wondering if it is taking much longer." With that the both of them left the room. Izaya was careful with walking in the dress, since he didn't want to walk on and trip or something like that.
Once he got into view of the others he could see their faces light up and almost all of them were smiling. Izaya couldn't help but smile a little himself when he walked in front of them and in front of the mirror. He looked in the mirror once more, before turning around and awaiting their reactions. "So, what do you think about it?" He asked.
"It looks great." Aiko was the first to react.
[It really suits you!] Celty typed.
"You're really pretty mama." Hikari was already walking closer to look at the dress.
"Shizuo's definitely going to be stunned when he sees this." Mairu said and Kururi nodded.
"Thanks, I really like this one too, even though I kind of wanted a suit, but I guess a dress isn't so bad either." He said while smirking a little. "Guess I will be taking this one then, but there's no way I'm going to wear heels or something like that." That was something he wanted to make certain of.
"Of course, we won't force you anything else, just maybe some underwear for the wedding night." Izaya couldn't help but blush at that comment and he looked to see if Hikari had heard it, but luckily it seemed like she didn't.
"Don't say that with Hikari here." He said while glaring at his sister. "Anyway, let's buy this dress and then go do something else." He decided.
