Izaya woke up in the middle of night.

Something wasn't right. He could feel it. He could tell that something bad was happening or had happened. He sat up with sharp pains running up his ass and limped over to his babies. He could vaguely see them. Asumi slept soundly, her little chest rising and falling as she slept. Takeshi was the sam- Izaya noticed that his chest wasn't moving as greatly as Asumi's was. It wasn't moving at all. He rushed over to the light switch and turned the light on and rushed back over to Takeshi and was trying to shake him awake but he wouldn't move. He lay there comatose.

Shizuo moaned when the lights abused his eyes and sat up, rubbing them and walking over to see his panicked fiancee, "Call 999," Izaya hissed with tears rolling down his eyes as he shook Takeshi awake.

Shizuo grabbed the phone and began to dial the numbers. He handed it over to Izaya who was to speak as he knew what was happening and Shizuo had just woke up to a frantic fiancee shaking Takeshi, "Yes, ambulance please. My 3 month year old is not breathing anymore but his heart is still beating," Shizuo rushed over to see Takeshi after hearing that and he indeed wasn't breathing at all. His face was going blue. He picked him up and put him over his shoulder as he tried to burp him while Izaya gave them the address to where they lived.

"The operators advices that you should give them to mouth to mouth and to ever so often give them CPR," Shizuo lay Takeshi on the bed as Izaya rushed into the nursery to get a changing bag for Takeshi and Asumi. He rushed back into the bedroom and saw Shizuo trying to get fresh oxygen into his lungs. But it was futile. He remained breathless.

"Head down stairs now and we'll wait down the stairs," Izaya lifted up a sleeping Asumi after he got dressed. Shizuo and him had slept naked together. Izaya held a sleeping Asumi and headed down the stairs and to his hall lobby and waited for Shizuo who was getting dressed quickly and was out the door before they continued walking.

Izaya stepped into the lift and was trying to get Takeshi to take in some oxygen, but he wouldn't respond. The two rushed into the hall once the doors opened where an ambulance pulled up and many men in green jackets ran towards them. One grabbed Takeshi as another set up a small table, while another put an oxygen mask over his mouth.

They put small tubes into his nose that were to help him breath and wheeled the chair into the ambulance. Izaya and Shizuo sat on two available seats in the ambulance. Shizuo took Asumi as Izaya was unable to hold her as he was shaking far too much.

"So who is mummy?"

"I am their biological mother," Izaya said with a shaky raspy voice. The paramedics looked at Izaya with a questioning gaze, "Oh...I am a transgender male," The medic nodded slowly. Good enough lie.

"Seems a waste to go through all the surgery, to end up dating a guy," he said looking to the sick child at hand.

"Just because I felt like I was born in the wrong body didn't change my preference," The paramedic nodded and closed the discussion on that specific conversation. Shizuo put a hand on Izaya's lap and they linked hands as they heard the sound of Takeshi's heart monitor dipping, meaning that his heart wasn't fully functioning. They watched in horror as it rapidly got slower and slower until it was a single straight line with an head torturing, blood curling, heart shattering screech.

The paramedics told Izaya and Shizuo to stay back as they got little pads onto his small chest. They watched in sheer horror as his small body lifted in the air after clear and fell again. They waited a few seconds before doing it again and again his body jerked up high before slamming back down.

With a sigh of relief, the heart monitor was slowly beating again. Takeshi was taking in oxygen again but the very minimal. Izaya cried in fright into Shizuo, doing his best to mind Asuni who remained snuggled up into her dad's neck, peacefully in a slumber. Shizuo drew soothing circles in his back as he to let tears stream down his cheeks. It was so painful to watch and even being in the ambulance made the fact even worse. Their baby boy wasn't okay.

The doors soon swung open and Takeshi was rolled out and into the hospital where he was zoomed off along corridors until Izaya and Shizuo who were chasing after had lost them. A female walked over to them and directed them to the seats that they should sit. There was only three seats along the vast white corridor that looked onto another long white wall.

"I can bring a cot for her if you'd like," Shizuo nodded and the female walked off and went to retrieve the cot while Izaya climbed onto Shizuo's lap and cuddled into his body, his arms wrapping around his shoulders while his head nuzzled under his chin. Asumi was still held in Shizuo's arms.

The nurse returned and put a small cot next to the seat and got Asumi into it and just let her rest. She took a seat beside the two and brought out a clipboard, "Can I ask his name?" She unscrewed the lid and found a fresh piece of paper before turning to stare at the two concerned parents.

"It's Takeshi Orihara," She nodded and wrote down his name. The scratches of the pen irritating both males.

"And his date of birth?" She looked up to them again. She hated this job at times. The parents faces always hurt.

"31 of November 2014," Shizuo spoke as he rubbed Izaya's back. The nurse nodded and wrote down his date of birth.

"Now I noticed that he had some bruising on his face. May I ask how that got there?" She had to ask that question. She had to ensure he was safe at home. Not like she doubted them.

"Izaya said it was due to Asumi. She is a lot stronger than him and tends to hit him," he explained and the nurse wrote down more of what he had said. She didn't for one instant believe that either one of the parents abused that child. Their pained faces proved that.

She stood up, straightened out her skirt then looked to the two males, "Takeshi is still not stable so we if to ask for you to remain here. Can I get you a coffee?" The two nodded slowly and she walked off with another doctor and the two walked down to the cafeteria leaving Izaya and Shizuo.

"Hey...normally when couples have anal sex, the retriever usually has a sore ass, how are you coping?" Izaya took Shizuo's hand and rested it on his ass and he slowly let his thumb drag over the cloth. He kissed his cheek and rubbed his sore bottom.

The nurse returned and set down two coffees and walked on and into Takeshi's room but not before telling them, "You're phones are available here if you want to make any calls," the two thanked her and let her leave. Shizuo picked up his coffee and took a sip of the bitter burning liquid before setting it down and rocking Izaya back and fourth as he grew silent.

Hours had past...or maybe it was only a couple of minutes. Who could tell. Shizuo had fallen asleep and was using Izaya's back as his pillow while Izaya stared tiredly down the corridor. He continued to blame himself over the illness of Takeshi and if he was at home and not on a date with Shizuo he'd be fine. That he would be sleeping at home and would wake up happily and none if them would be here.

He looked down to Asumi who was still sleeping in the small cot the nurse had given her. She was so precious when sleeping, her chest rose and fell in a rhythm that Izaya studied. Two seconds of breathing in, three for breathing out. He wanted Takeshi. He wanted to be home in his bed and be holding Takeshi and not here. He wanted out.

Shizuo woke up and studied his surroundings. He sighed seeing that his dream was a reality. He was in hospital for Takeshi. A nurse walked over to them and touched Izaya's shoulders, "We had a rough night but he is stable now. We don't know how this occurred but if you'd follow me, you can see him," Izaya stood up then collapsed to the floor when he felt a sting in his backside. He rubbed his ass then got to his knees where Shizuo helped him up and wrapped an arm around his waist and kept him close as the two walked while the nurse wheeled Asumi into the room.

Takeshi lay in a small glass box with tubes coming in and out of him. His chest rose for 5 seconds then fell for 8. It was nerve wracking to see him so week. Izaya sat on the bed that was provided. It was like a maternal ward. The nurse sat in the seat provided and looked down at Takeshi with all his injections.

"So I am going to ask more questions. Alright?" Izaya huffed knowing that she was asking them whether or not he wanted them to be asked, "Last night where you away from Takeshi?"

"Er yeah. We were on a date,"

"And what did this date include?"

"Dinner and a hotel,"

"Who was your babysitter,"

"One of my sisters and his brother,"

"Names of the two?"

"Miaru Orihara and Kasuka Heiwajima,"

"How did you leave them?"

"I met my sister and Kasuka at school then gave them the buggy while we walked off,"

"Did you say goodbye,"

"No...Is it because I never said goodbye. Is that the case?" The nurse shook her head and wrote more information down on her clipboard.

"Okay...when did you conceive your child?" She bit her lip trying to stifle her giggle as Izaya looked too much like a male to be a transgender male.

"December 22nd maybe 23rd of last year?" the nurse frowned at the two as she was calculating something.

"You were ten months before giving birth," Izaya nodded his head slowly.

"Hmmm," The nurse scratched her head and looked to Asumi and frowned.

"Would you say that Takeshi is under developed?" Izaya shook his head.

"He isn't as strong as his sister but he's not under developed," The nurse nodded her head and wrote more things and stood up. She excused herself then walked away.

Izaya hissed at the lady then picked up Asumi who woke up and cuddled into her. She whimpered softly and Izaya motioned for the curtains to be closed which Shizuo did without hesitation and allowed Izaya to feed their daughter.

"Izaya...you know that I have to go to work today?"

"You're still going despite Takeshi being ill,"

"Me being here won't make him any better. I can pray for him to get better but I can do not much else," Normally Izaya witnessed the spouse to go nuts in a situation like this but he understood. Why get furious at Shizuo because he can't do anything and he has more use working. "Phone your mum and she can keep you company,"

"I always phone my mum. Can't we phone yours?" Shizuo nodded and brought out his cellphone and dialled his mothers number.

"Hey sweatheart. Happy new years,"

"Hi mum. Listen I know it's early and that but can you come and stay with Izaya. During the middle of the night, Takeshi stopped breathing and was taken to hospital. Can you come over?" He could practically hear his mother getting ready to leave the house, "We are in the Tokyo General in ward 8, room 316," he described to her.

"Should I accept Hanako to be there?"

"No. You are the first we have contacted," Shizuo looked over to see Izaya whispering to Asumi while crying into her forehead.

"Son. Why Izaya?"

"Mother...not now. Just know that I am serious about us," Izaya glanced up and recieved a soft peck to the forehead from Shizuo. He wrapped his arms around his shoulders and brought himself closer into the blonde's body and gave him another soft kiss.

"See you soon dear," Kawahara hung up.

Shizuo wrapped his arms protectively around Izaya's small waist and held him close as they watched Takeshi intake small breaths. They heard him wheeze and continue to wheeze in pain and in a panic Izaya pressed the button on the wall for help.

A nurse came running in and rushed over to Takeshi and picked him up and rubbed his back. He continued to cough and splutter, "It'd be best if you stepped out," Shizuo nodded and lifted Asumi and led her out slowly.

They stood back as more nurses ran in to deal with the situation. Izaya turned his head into Shizuo's body so he didn't have to hear such a horrific noise. They could hear him wailing, him screeching.

Shizuo handed Asumi over to Izaya and knocked on the door and he spoke quietly to the nurse who allowed him in. Izaya slumped down the wall, holding Asumi as she began to cry softly, "Not you as well," he cooed, "Baby, it'll be alright. Daddy will look after Takeshi. Takeshi will be coming home with us,"

Izaya wasn't sure how long he had to wait for Shizuo to return and when he did he was crying softly. He walked over and wrapped his arms around Izaya and kissed his forehead. He took Asumi who was pressed against their chests. He let her snuggle more into his chest as his hand snaked up to Izaya's chin and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

"I'll take Asumi to work. I might leave her with Shinra or Sabaru," Izaya nodded and kissed Shizuo once again, feeling the tears of Izaya run onto his own face, "He'll be okay. They aren't leaving his side," Izaya looked along the corridor to see Shizuo's mother making her way over to the two. She had a slight run in her step as she made her way over and held her arms out for Shizuo who gave his mother a small hug then gave her Asumi for a few moments while he turned his attention back to Izaya.

He wrapped his arms securely around him as Izaya sobbed softly into him. Izaya reached up and wrapped his arms around his fiancees shoulders and took deep breaths, "This was a bad idea. I can't be alone with your mother. I should have called mine," he began to cry harder. "They hate me. Your family hate me. This was a bad idea."

Shizuo looked to his mother who had defiantly heard what Izaya had said and was knitting her eyebrows together, "I think Asumi has pooped," she said softly looking down to the girl in her hands as she made funny gurgling noises. Izaya walked forward and grabbed her then limped off with his eldest child in his arms, holding the changing bag.

"Look...Izaya isn't that person anymore. He loves me...and I love him. He is the mother to my children so please when you are with him don't give him a hard time. He's extremely emotional since Takeshi is ill. Please?"

"I just don't understand how you would get with your enemy. We were nearly evicted due to him. If it wasn't for Kasuka then we'd be on the streets," Shizuo turned around.

"That was then. This is now. I've changed. He has too, so please," Shizuo was almost begging to his mother. She would be very hostile to him. She'd make his life that little more disastrous even though his son was in hospital and was on the verge of death. Kawaharu nodded her head ignoring his plea.

Izaya limped back over to the two with a happily gurgling Asumi. Shizuo took her and kissed Izaya softly on the cheek as well as taking the changing bag, "Call me if anything happens," Izaya nodded and let him walk off with maybe their only child.

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