Title - How not to add a third
Pairing – Izaya x Shizuo x Mikado
Rating – MA
How to add a third
get permission from husband
Discuss potential arrangement with all three.
Get consent
Go slow
Mikado looked at the planned list he'd made. Then he looked over at the unconscious - drugged- body on the bed, still dressed, but chained to the bed.
In his pocket, his phone vibrated. Mikado winced already knowing it was his husband. He'd made a plan and then he'd seen their third at a bar, naive and tipsy. He hadn't been the one to spike the drink, but he had been the one to act on it.
His plan was a mess. Mikado chewed at his lip and took his phone out. "Izaya." He mumbled.
"You didn't answer. I told you I would be back as soon as I can."
"I know." Mikado said.
"What are you doing?" Izaya asked.
Mikado decided on the truth. "I kidnapped our third."
There was a brief pause and he knew Izaya's mind was puzzling his actions out. "A third?"
"Yes. We're not enough for each other, we need a third. A submissive, an innocent." Mikado murmured standing up and moving over to the bed. Licking his lips he climbed onto the bed, straddling their third. Pinching the phone between ear and shoulder, Mikado ground his hips down, hands splayed on the man's taut stomach.
"Fair enough. Who have you kidnapped?"
Mikado moaned at the thought of what he would do the man. What Izaya would do to them both. "Come and find out. Love you, Izaya."
"Use protection and don't do anything illegal." Izaya finally said.
Mikado bit back another moan. "Don't worry, he'll like it."
He just wouldn't tell his husband who their third was. It was one of the last on his plan.
Not Shizuo Heiwajima
His plans had well and truly failed. But that was where his fun began.
Tight, so tight. Mikado probed at the pulsing bud, bone dry and currently one way only. He'd stripped Shizuo down, wondering what was in that drink. Either way it was his gain, since there was a steady pulse. So he took his time exploring what was on offer. Mikado marvelled at the slim arms, thicker than Izaya's but not overly muscular. They could still snap him in half though, then there were the lithe thighs, able to catch up with his husband.
Humming happily, Mikado continued his exploration. Shizuo twitched when his nipples were touched, the same between his legs, feet and hair. Mikado liked how responsive their third was. His probing was met with resistance and Mikado knew he'd need patience and lots of lube. Good thing then that their third was incapacitated.
His husband called again. Mikado put the phone on speaker and tossed it on the bed. "I'm busy." He murmured.
"You're still 'playing around'?"
"Our third is a virgin. A sensitive one at that." Mikado explained watching Shizuo's cock harden in his hand.
"So he's straight?"
Mikado smiled watching Shizuo jolt in his hand. "He likes it. I'm pretty sure he's a virgin in all ways. He's not awake yet."
"Drugged?" Izaya asked.
"Not by me. His pulse is strong, just hasn't woken up yet."
"Mikado…"
"I'm claiming him." Mikado confirmed. "He's ours."
"Don't kill him."
"I have no intention to." Mikado grinned and ended the call. "Hear that Shizuo, Izaya doesn't want me to kill you."
Mikado grinned and licked his hand. "Mm, you taste delicious. Such a cute virgin." Leaving Shizuo's flaccid cock alone, Mikado moved up, his chest against Shizuo's, fingers threading through Shizuo's hair. Something didn't feel right.
Mikado climbed off and stripped, naked just like their third. Then he was back, his cock pressed against Shizuo's, their nipples touching and the heat between them. His teeth latched onto Shizuo's ear. "You're going to love me, Shizuo. You're going to love both me and Izaya. We're going to love you. We'll take care of all your needs. Our tsundere submissive. You'll obey everything we say. You're ours, Shizuo. You always will be."
Mikado peppered Shizuo's jaw with kisses, smiling as he felt Shizuo's cock harden beneath him. Mikado brushed his thumb over their third's lips. "Will this be your first kiss?" The thought made him tremble with excitement, the control made him ache in all the right ways.
The only thing missing was his husband. Mikado grabbed the phone and dialled. Izaya picked up on the third ring.
"Mikado."
"I miss you." Mikado confessed tracing Shizuo's scar. He was slightly jealous that Izaya had marked Shizuo first. The open skin permanently healed as a reminder. Izaya had never cut him, never given him a scar. Sometimes it felt like Shizuo had the biggest claim. "What do you think about knife play? We've never done that."
"Is that something you want?"
"Yes." Mikado breathed at the thought, the dangerous situation and the level of trust he'd need with his husband. He moaned. It was already intoxicating.
"Does this mean you're finished playing?"
Mikado smiled, a small laugh escaping. "Never. I was hoping he'd be awake before I took all his firsts. I don't think he's ever been kissed."
"Mikado, I said nothing illegal."
"Oh, I thought you meant don't get caught." Something occurred to him. "He's not underage. He's sensitive."
"So you said."
"His hair." Mikado smiled playing with it, watching every twitch. "All I'm doing is playing with his hair, so reactive. It's beautiful. So pure. It's almost a shame to taint him."
Mikado moaned in bliss, moving Shizuo's hands to cup his ass and fondle his balls. "Big hands. Oh my." Mikado gasped pressing Shizuo's finger inside him. No lube for him, he liked the burn. "I'm not sure what I want more, him inside me or me inside him."
"Take him." Izaya's voice came through crystal clear.
Mikado stilled. "Yes." He left Shizuo's fingers where they were, as he moved to position himself between their third's legs. Shizuo's hand dropped and Mikado voiced his regret. His heart thrummed as he slicked his cock and rubbed it against the soaked twitching bud. Nervous and excited, Mikado pushed in. "Tight. Still tight." He moaned easing in. He watched Shizuo's cock fill at the intrusion. "No longer a virgin."
Mikado pushed all the way in, until his balls were touching Shizuo's ass. Resting his head on Shizuo's bent knees, he took deep calming breaths. The fun was over if he went too soon.
Shizuo's breathy moan filled the room. Mikado smiled seeing the slick sheen of sweat and the pebbled nipples. "Oh. He's beautiful."
"So you said."
Shizuo's cheeks were flushed. Mikado wanted to see more. Easing out he flexed his hips slamming back inside. Shizuo's voice was a wonder to behold. Mikado panted thrusting against that special spot that would make Shizuo scream in ecstasy.
"Izaya! He feels so good." Mikado cried out blowing his load. Slumping he pulled out, watching as his cum leaked from Shizuo's hole. Shizuo's own cum was splattered across his belly. They'd come together and it was beautiful.
Mikado wondered if that was it. But their third was impressive and popped straight back up. Mikado needed to work on his stamina. Straddling Shizuo's cock, he pressed the tip against his own entrance and pushed down, easing himself on. The burn was exquisite and Shizuo didn't show any signs it hurt.
"Fuck." Mikado cried. "He's big. Izaya! Too much."
"You can take it." Izaya's voice was clear. Mikado frowned looking behind him. His husband was leaning against the wall. How long had he been there? "We'll discuss 'this' later."
Mikado nodded, fisting his cock as his hips wriggled. Izaya's hands rested on his shoulders. "He's perfect for us." Mikado murmured nuzzling his husband's hand.
"He'll kill you." Izaya chided.
Mikado giggled. "You don't know. Shizuo is submissive. Touch him."
"I'd rather not." Izaya scowled. Mikado smiled encouragingly.
"Touch him, please."
Izaya sighed and moved to sit on the bed, the only one dressed of the three. Shizuo twitched as Izaya touched the knife scar. Again, when Izaya threaded a hand through his hair. Mikado moaned feeling the reaction. He had the beast inside him and he'd never felt so full.
"What was he drugged with?" Izaya asked, checking Shizuo's pulse.
"Something experimental." Mikado moaned. There was no way he was getting off the ride. Shizuo was firmly wedged against his sweet spot. "They said it was enough to keep him down for hours."
"Shizu-chan." Izaya pinched their third's cheek. "Shizu-chan, wake up!"
"I tried that." Mikado shrugged, rolling his hips. Shizuo twitched but didn't show any signs of waking. "I want to watch you fuck him, Izaya."
"No."
Mikado stilled. "No? He's ours. Our third."
"We agreed. Communication and consent. This is neither. Get off him." Izaya's tone left no argument. "Clean him up and put him back in his clothes. 'This' didn't happen."
Mikado sulked, tagging along as Izaya dragged their third to the waiting cab and then to Shizuo's apartment. Izaya put him in bed and tucked him in. Pulled along like a naughty child he found himself in Shizuo's small kitchen. Izaya was going through the cupboards.
"You're looking for something?" Mikado asked.
Izaya didn't answer finding a stack of pills. Not so much a stack, but three small bottles. His husband read the labels and emptied a couple of each into his hand, folding them in the tissue roll on the counter. The bottles were settled back and the small parcel slipped into Izaya's pocket.
Shizuo groaned opening his eyes to a pounding headache. He'd known mixing alcohol with his medication would be bad news. Thankfully he'd made it home, rolling out of his own bed to relieve himself.
The time on the clock made him curse. He was late but it wasn't like he'd be doing anything anyway. With the way he was feeling, he'd be going straight back to bed with maybe a bucket just in case. He didn't think he could stomach food and his meds could hold out a day or so, since he wasn't going anywhere. Not like they worked properly anyway and the side effects had made him panic.
That's why he wasn't surprised that he felt heavy and sore between his legs, his cock felt swollen and his nipples were painful. Shizuo bit back a curse. It was getting worse. He'd already contacted his doctor about the softening skin on his chest. He was slowly gaining weight and it looked like small breasts. Unnoticeable unless really handled. Man boobs. And now he was achy.
Shizuo emptied his bladder, ignored the kitchen and threw himself back into bed. He'd already slept through half the day. What was half a day more? After all nothing was waiting for him. Not anymore.
"You want me to analyse pills? Why?" Shinra asked.
"It's for a case." His husband lied. "I need to know what they are and what they're for. It's an experimental trial."
Shinra groaned but looked at the pills with interest. "You know those things are all red tape. The subjects sign on for the side effects. You're lucky I'm bored. Give me a day or so."
Mikado was being punished but not how he liked it. That would've been a treat. No, his husband was giving him the silent treatment, treating him with indifference. Mikado hated it. If he'd been allowed out of the apartment, he would've gone to check on their third. But he wasn't going anywhere.
It had been almost two days. Mikado perked up as the doorbell rang and Izaya went to get it. It was Shinra.
Mikado joined them, earning a subtle glare from Izaya.
"None of these should be on the market." Shinra said tossing the printed report on the coffee table. Mikado reached for it but Shinra swept it back, preferring to explain himself.
"The first one is a tranquilliser. I'm guessing for a mental condition, depression or anger management. On its own it's not too dangerous. Depending on the dose the effects should be minimal." Shinra sighed. "The second is another behaviour drug and again on its own should be fine at a low dose. The drug encourages obedience and allows for stronger influence. It would make things like meditation more effective." Shinra eyed them both. "The last one is simple. It's pure estrogen. It's used for women lacking the hormone or needing a boost. On their own, you don't have a case. However taken together you have problem."
Mikado frowned. Izaya put his hands together and sighed. "What would happen if alcohol was involved?"
Shinra snorted. "The same thing that usually happens."
"What about if the alcohol was spiked?" Izaya asked.
"Trouble." Shinra explained. "You'd have a very docile and obedient woman on hand. A date rape drug would boost the effects of the obedience one and enhance the effects of the tranquilliser. The woman would be in a dead sleep but still responsive. Depending on the dose you're looking at comatose."
"What's the safe dosage?" Mikado asked guilt stabbing at him.
"One of each at different times, at least four hours apart."
"So how bad would three, twice a day be?" Izaya asked.
"You'd have a zombie on your hands. They'd be susceptible to anything and everything around them. To put it simply, the combination and dosage would be attempted mind control or brain washing."
"What if the subject was a man? What would the estrogen do?"
"I don't know." Shinra answered. "Unless you have blood samples, I can only theorise. My guess is they'll develop as a woman. Their skin might be a little softer, they might develop breast tissue. It's hard to say."
"Why would someone do that?"
"If it's voluntary then because they're desperate, if not then the doctor is taking advantage."
X-x-x
Shizuo stared at his pills all lined up. He hadn't touched them in two days. The doctor had promised he'd never be able to miss a dose. He didn't feel like taking them either. Shizuo frowned wondering if the alcohol had messed something up. But it was his doctor that had suggested he go for the drink.
Shizuo sighed going back to the bedroom for his phone. He'd have to call and see what was going on. Except there was a message on his phone.
Don't take them.
He didn't know the number but Shizuo wasn't suspicious. He didn't understand what the message was about. Glancing at the kitchen he thought about his pills. If he didn't need them, then there was no need to contact his doctor. He could just say he was.
Making up his mind, Shizuo tipped out the six of each he normally took a day and tossed them. He'd go back once he was running low. He'd pretend everything was normal. Hopefully he wouldn't kill anyone.
Shizuo dressed for work but the thought of leaving made him sick. Without the pills he had no control. But he didn't need them. Shizuo groaned rubbing at his temple. He had a headache.
Shizuo's nose twitched. Izaya. Or someone that smelled like Izaya. His usually rage reaction was no where to be found. Instead he could feel his temperature rise, his heart pound and his cock swell.
Shizuo groaned leaning against the nearest wall away from everyone. He slumped ass to the floor, head resting on his knees. His head was thumping. He shouldn't have stopped the pills.
"Shizu-chan?" Izaya's voice. His chest tightened. "What's wrong? Tell me."
Shizuo grit his teeth. "Withdrawal. I think. My head is splitting."
Izaya's hand on his back was a strange comfort. Not unpleasant at all. "You shouldn't rest here. Come on, get up."
Shizuo stood, one hand clutching his head.
"What did you do, Shizu-chan?"
Shizuo frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Why did you stop your pills?"
Shizuo wasn't surprised Izaya knew. "I don't know. I was going to call the doctor this morning but…changed my mind. They don't work anymore. Mixed them with alcohol. Stupid doctor said it would be a good idea. I don't feel so good. I-"
Mikado blinked, touching his cheek. Thankfully the skin hadn't torn from Izaya's ring. "I deserved that?" He asked quietly.
"Shizu-chan passed out. He stopped taking his pills. Because you told him to."
Mikado frowned. "But they're bad for him."
"Mikado, how long do you think the doctor has had Shizu-chan under his control? It's not going to be that easy. You're just making him suffer."
"But if he takes them he'll continue as he is." Mikado said. "He's ours."
"It'll take time and patience. Shinra said there needs to be distance from the doctor as well."
Mikado folded his arms. "He's ours."
"Feeling alright, Shizu-chan?"
Shizuo had never thought of Izaya as a safe space. The flea's voice had certainly never made him feel as relaxed as he did now.
"Huh? Yeah, I need to get to work."
"That can wait. We need to talk."
Shizuo frowned, setting his phone to the side. "Sure. What do you want to talk about?"
"How long have you been taking your pills?"
Shizuo sighed. "I'm not sick. They're for anger management. I've been taking one since I was seven, so my parents could have an easier time. The second was to prevent me getting expelled."
"And the last one?"
Shizuo blinked. "I'm only taking two. I have a repeat prescription every two months and I see the doctor every six months."
"Why were you at the bar?" Izaya asked quietly. Shizuo had a feeling he was angry.
"My doctor said to. He wants me try and socialise now that my anger is under control." Shizuo sighed. "At least it was."
"Was your doctor with you?"
"No, his assistant. The doctor was running late. I forgot to check in."
Shizuo reached for his phone. "Don't." Izaya's voice was sharp. Shizuo flinched and looked at his enemy.
"What's going on?" Shizuo asked. "What did you do?"
"I'm flattered you think this is my fault, Shizu-chan. I'm going to tell you some things and you'll likely fight me on them. I had Shinra dissect your medication. One is a tranquilliser, one is an obedience drug and the last-which you're not aware of- is pure estrogen."
Shizuo opened his mouth but Izaya's look silenced him. "Shinra said the dosage is okay if it's one a day. The estrogen is bad for you no matter how much you take. Effectively your doctor has been brainwashing you. Our theory is that he wants you under his control. The alcohol boosted the effects and thanks to the drug your drink was spiked with, you're now being influenced by my husband."
Shizuo blinked. Blinked again and then laughed. "No. That's the most ridiculous thing you-"
"Kiss me." Izaya ordered.
Shizuo would've said fuck no to that, but he found himself lip locked with his enemy. His eyes widened but it felt right. Shizuo pulled away in shock, glaring at Izaya.
"Top drawer. You'll find Shinra's report. If you don't believe me, give the pills to Shinra yourself and have Celty watch him. The headache is because you have two masters now. The further away from your doctor you are the better."
Shizuo opened the drawer, warily eyeing Izaya. He picked up the report, checked the date and Shinra's signature. There was a lump in his throat. "What the fuck?"
Mikado disobeyed Izaya's warning. As soon as his husband's back was turned, he slipped into the room to see their third. Shizuo was reading, so he said nothing walking to the bed and climbing on. "Shizuo, we were worried."
Their third stopped reading and looked up. "You're the flea's husband."
"And you're our third. Have you let Izaya take you yet?" Mikado shivered at the thought leaning forward to kiss. A kiss that was reciprocated, without him having to say so. Mikado pushed Shizuo down and followed. He threw the report on the floor and went straight for their third's cock. "Beautiful, you are so beautiful and ours."
Shizuo gasped as he touched and Mikado revelled in the power he had. At least until his husband realised where he was and he was riding Shizuo's cock.
"I believe you." Shizuo said quietly when they were alone. "Can it be fixed?"
"With time and distance, perhaps." Izaya answered. "My husband wants you."
"I figured that out." Shizuo grumbled. "Distance right."
"Maybe." Izaya shrugged. "But do you think you'd get that far?"
Shizuo frowned at Izaya's easy tone. "You'd be keeping him busy though?"
"Will I? I never said that, Shizu-chan." Izaya smirked. "Kiss me."
So he did. Shizuo went easily as if the years of hatred meant nothing. He rested in his so called enemy's lap, allowing the man to touch him. He didn't want to think about it, so he didn't.
Shizuo cried his head on Izaya's shoulder, as the man's cock pushed inside him. He didn't know why. It wasn't like it hurt. If anything it felt good. Izaya gave the orders and he followed them. It was brief, as if they were both testing the new situation and then it was over. Izaya doing whatever and him falling asleep so damn quickly he woke with Izaya's cum inside him.
Mikado went to see their third but found the bed empty. "Izaya, you seen Shizuo?" He asked tracking his husband to the kitchen. "He's not in bed."
"Did you check the shower?"
"Yes. He's not there."
Izaya sighed. "Then I guess he ran after all."
Mikado scowled clenching his fist. "He took his phone, I can bring him back."
"No. Let's give him time. But keep an eye on the doctor."
Izaya stared at his phone and blinked. It was from an unknown number. But no one would dare prank him, especially not like this. They'd found Shizuo's phone on the bed, they'd found his apartment emptied and his bank account withdrawn.
"Mikado, did you tell Shizu-chan our numbers?"
His husband perked up from his computer at the name. Mikado was obsessed. "Yes. I told him not to forget them. The address as well."
Izaya walked away and stared at the message again.
I'm pregnant.
Izaya called Shinra and confessed.
Mikado knew where Shizuo was. He hadn't allowed their third to run, but neither could he order him back without hurting him or find the time to get to him. It had been a month since they'd seen each other and finally there was some space.
Mikado jumped in a cab and took off. He knocked on the door and kissed their third as he was let in. Mikado led Shizuo to the bedroom, stripping him down and taking the lube from his pocket. His slick fingers pushed inside as their third opened up for him, head tossed back in ecstasy.
Mikado lubed himself up and thrust his cock inside. He rode Shizuo hard, punishing him for trying and failing to run away. With a smirk, he clamped his hand down on the base of Shizuo's cock, refusing to let him come. Mikado tensed, pulling out and giving himself the same treatment.
"On your knees." Shizuo did so without question. Mikado thrust back inside, his hand wrapping around Shizuo's cock. "Feels good?"
"Feels good." Shizuo moaned. "Chest? Please?"
Mikado moved his hands to Shizuo's chest, squeezing the soft tissue and roughly twisting their third's nipples. Shizuo hissed dropping to the pillows, his ass in the air. Mikado filled him, plugging Shizuo with his cum.
"Should we hide from my husband for a while?" Mikado licked his lips, rolling Shizuo onto his back. "There's so much more we can play."
Mikado groaned moving from the bed. His husband was calling. "Izaya, I'm busy."
"Doing what? Please tell me you're not messing with Shizu-chan."
"He's our third." Mikado shrugged.
"He's pregnant." Izaya fried his brain. "Go easy."
"Wait? What? Since when?"
"Since he text me this morning and I had to tell Shinra everything."
Mikado groaned. "Oh, that was why you asked."
"Yeah, Shinra wants to examine him as soon as possible."
"Damn it. I'll text you the address."
Mikado ended the call, already typing before going back to the bedroom. "You're pregnant?"
"Yes. Or so the test says."
"Mine?"
"Or Izaya's."
"I hope it's Izaya's." Mikado breathed. "Having a cute little daughter mix of the two of you. Although I don't mind being part of you either." Sitting on the bed he stroked his fingers down the side of Shizuo's face. "Izaya thinks I should go easy on you because of your condition. What do you think?"
"Do as you like." Shizuo shrugged.
Mikado smiled. "I like that answer. I brought you a present."
Izaya dreaded what he would find after the deduction from their joint bank account. He knew his husband was with Shizuo and obsessed about making the brute their third. Given the current situation, Mikado was getting his wish.
Izaya stepped from his car and walked up to the apartment Shizuo had moved into. The key was under the mat. Letting himself in he went to the bedroom, finding Shizuo in a pure white wedding dress and his husband fucking him. Shizuo's wrists were tied to the bed post behind him, the same with his knees.
"This is going easy?"
Mikado paused and looked over his shoulder. "Izaya, doesn't our third look beautiful."
"He should do judging by how much you spent."
"He's worth it." Mikado cooed. Izaya watched his husband tense and pull out pressing the silk white panties back, becoming wet from the leakage.
Shizuo was flopped on the bed eyes closed, looking like an oversized doll. "You okay, Shizu-chan?"
"Yeah."
"Mikado, go run Shizu-chan a bath. Then we can talk about the message you sent me."
"But I'm not finished." His husband sulked.
"Go."
"Damn it. Come on Shizuo."
Izaya watched as Shizuo wordlessly followed Mikado. He really was reacting like a doll. Or a puppet. It was a little worrying, given the role his husband had played and he hadn't seen their rivalry coming to an end like this.
"Shizu-chan…" Mikado had gone to bed.
"Careful what you say." Shizuo said. "I might just do it."
"That text you sent, is that true?" Izaya asked.
"Yes, it's why I wanted you here. There's things you need to do. I'll carry the baby but you need to safeguard its future."
"And what about you?"
"There is no undoing what's been done to me. My mind is splintered and I've lost most of my free will. All it takes is one damning argument. I also don't want the doctor to have any say in the child's future."
"He won't."
"Not good enough. I need a fool proof case build. A doctor's check over, a psyche evaluation. Anything and everything to protect this child. Get it started."
"Mikado already said, you're our third. He's not going to let you go."
"And I won't be a brainless puppet." Shizuo shook his head. "Get it done, f-Izaya. Before it's too late."
"Come here, Shizu-chan." Shizuo went, unsure if it was his own will or not. He straddled Izaya's lap, his heart thumping.
"Your husband told me to obey you, to love only you and him. This isn't real." Shizuo said even as he kissed Izaya. His former enemy held him, one hand in his hair.
Shizuo moaned as his hair was tugged a little, Izaya moving kisses down his jaw, down his throat and down the ridiculous nightdress Mikado had stuffed him in. He supposed he should be thankful there was no bra or corset.
Izaya undid the buttons with one hand, kissing down his chest and moving lower as Shizuo rose to his knees. Izaya reached his belly. "Trust me, Shizu-chan."
Shizuo sighed. "That right there. Of course I'll trust you, I have no choice. A single slip and it's over. So what now?"
"What do you want to do?" Izaya asked.
Shizuo snorted and climbed off his former enemy. "I'm going to bed."
"Mikado is in it."
"I have a spare. I knew you'd be coming."
Izaya frowned. "A spare isn't-"
"I'm at least going to decide where I sleep." Shizuo snapped.
"Alright. We'll talk in the morning."
"Sure."
The rabid hammering on the door, dragged him from the bed. Shizuo couldn't sleep anyway. Rolling out of bed be made his way quickly to the door before the other two woke up. He opened the door and groaned.
"Where the hell have you been?" Masaomi demanded. "You haven't answered my calls or texts."
"My phone broke." Shizuo sighed. "I told you not to worry about me anymore."
"Bit hard not to." Masaomi grumbled moving past him into the apartment. "Kasuka finally told me where you were. Is this because-"
"No." Shizuo groaned. Quickly checking the bedroom door was closed. Masaomi was already making himself at home, beelining for the kitchen.
"You look like shit, have you been eating?" Masaomi was already opening and closing cupboards. "Really?"
"I eat what I can." Shizuo shrugged.
Masaomi sighed sitting on the kitchen counter. Shizuo stepped closer at the invitation. "You need a keeper." Masaomi touched his cheek lightly. Shizuo closed his eyes. "I'm divorcing Saki."
Shizuo rested his head on Masaomi's shoulder, staring into his lap. "Why?"
"She makes me miserable and I made you miserable choosing wrong."
"Things change. You two have been together a long time." Shizuo winced. "You break up all the time and get back together just as quickly."
"Not this time." Masaomi murmured, kissing his forehead. Shizuo went easy, his head tilting for Masaomi to kiss him. "I signed the papers. She just needs to do the same."
Shizuo huffed a bitter laugh. "Things change, Masaomi." He clenched his fists, feeling tears roll down his cheeks. "Those fucking pills…"
"Your meds?" Masaomi frowned.
"Yeah. Unethical doctor. I was just an experiment for him. Shinra says they're bad and there's side effects."
Masaomi frowned, taking his face between both hands. "What side effects?"
"The brainwashing and pregnancy kind." Shizuo muttered. "Would you believe it if I told you I was pregnant with Izaya's kid?"
Masaomi blinked. "Uh, what?"
"It's so fucked up." Shizuo sniffled.
"Hey, you're tired." Masaomi soothed. "Come on, we'll sleep and you can tell me everything in the morning."
Masaomi hopped down from the counter and Shizuo led him through to the spare room. He got under the covers and Masaomi did the same, arms wrapped around him. Shizuo closed his eyes.
Morning came with raised voices. Namely Mikado and Masaomi going at it. He should've warned Masaomi about the other occupants in his apartment.
"What are you doing with our third?"
"What are you doing in my boyfriend's apartment?"
Shizuo groaned and shoved his head under the pillow.
"I think we should sit down and discuss this calmly." Izaya said, the voice of reason. "Mikado."
"Damn."
"Shizu-chan…"
"I know."
Shizuo sighed getting out of bed and following where Mikado was sulking in the kitchen. Izaya joined them and Masaomi trailed to stand at his side.
"I said the meds were bad, well stuff happened and I am now bound by Mikado and Izaya, as well as the doctor. I'm also pregnant with their child. It's been about a month." Shizuo said to Masaomi before turning to the married couple. "Masaomi and I were together during his frequent breakups with Saki. Then they got married, so I didn't think it would matter. But..."
"I'm divorcing Saki." Masaomi said, then frowned. "What do you mean stuff happened?"
"The doctor set Shizuo up to be taken advantage of in a bar." Mikado shrugged. "So I kidnapped him and made him our third."
Masaomi blinked and then exploded at Mikado. "You what?" His ire turned to Izaya. "And you, you bastard were supposed to be keeping him out of trouble!"
Shizuo sighed. "What's done is done."
Masaomi's glare snapped to him. "They took advantage of you! How are you okay with that?"
Shizuo sighed. "Sometimes it's better the devil you know, than the one you don't. Izaya is going to build a case so the child can't be touched. It will also keep the doctor from using me or anyone else. Masaomi, the truth is that night I was either going home with Mikado or whoever the doctor had planned to set me up with. If that had happened, then I think I'd be locked away in a padded room somewhere, where my every moment was recorded. This is the better option."
Masaomi opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again and then whined. "You didn't contact me."
"You married Saki. I wasn't ruining your marriage. We agreed it was over."
"We'll obviously I'm divorcing her, we can raise-"
"No. You don't get a say in this. It's done." Shizuo snapped. "I obey three people, I've been told to fall in love with these two. I didn't want the baby and it's theirs anyway. One step at a fucking time!" Shizuo glared at all of them. "Is that okay with everyone? Good, I'm going back to bed."
Mikado watched as their third stormed off back to bed. Now they could get rid of the intruder. Except Masaomi wasn't in the mood for talking and Mikado grunted as he was slammed against the fridge, fist raised. Mikado smiled though, seeing Izaya's blade at Masaomi's throat.
"Take your hands off my husband, Masaomi-kun."
"Then keep your hands off of mine." Masaomi released him and followed after Shizuo.
Mikado pressed up against Izaya. "He's our third." His husband didn't respond quick enough. "He's ours."
"Mikado, I-" Mikado scowled pushing away. His husband was faltering. He wouldn't do so. Shizuo was theirs and he was keeping it that way.
Izaya had Shizuo moved quickly. Given the new problem of Masaomi and the possessive problem of his own husband, it was better to move on with Shizuo's wishes. Shinra took them out of the country, preferring to start afresh and not accidentally get mixed up with Shizuo's doctor. His friend was adamant. One person couldn't have done it all alone.
So they hired those Izaya had given an extensive background check and built a safe space on an island Shinra apparently used for some of his experiments and a get away place for Celty.
Shizuo got to relax in the sun during the times he wasn't going through tests. The experts were appalled but in awe of what had been done. But together they built an iron clad case to keep both mother and child from being exploited.
Mikado was not going to be happy with him when they returned. Masaomi would likely cause problems too. But for now, Shizuo had his own mind.
"Thank you, Izaya." Shizuo said lounging on the side of the pool, legs licking at the water. His stomach had grown quite a bit. As it should given Shizuo was carrying twins. It made it more likely that he was the father. "Have you called Mikado yet?"
"I've left messages." Izaya shrugged taking a seat next to Shizuo. He wasn't surprised when Shizuo reached out and took his hand. They'd grown close.
"Pretty sure you're in trouble, the kid looks like he holds grudges."
"He'll be too busy with diapers and wailing babies."
"Suppose so." Shizuo sighed resting his head on Izaya's shoulder. "Have you thought of any names yet?"
"No, you?"
"Not mine to name." Shizuo spoke quietly.
The birth was recorded just like everything else. Shizuo was thankful for it. He gave birth to twins. Only one had Izaya's red eyes. The other had his own. Both girls. His job was done.
Except he was in love with Izaya, whether it was real or not. It would likely be the same for Mikado too. As soon as he'd been checked over and rested, Shizuo was on his way back home. Izaya carried the children leading them to his apartment where Mikado waited.
"Shizuo-"
"Is going to bed, he's tired." Izaya said. Shizuo nodded and went in search of a bed. Crawling under the covers, he was asleep within seconds.
Mikado waited until Izaya had gone to sleep and the twins were asleep in their crib. Except Shizuo wasn't in his room and there was no sign of a note. Shizuo's phone was on the bed. Gone. Their third wasn't in the apartment.
Mikado ran back to the main bedroom and hissed Izaya awake. "Shizuo is gone."
"Really?"
Mikado narrowed his gaze. "Did you have something to do with this?"
"No but Shizu-chan should be fine on his own. He had his uterus removed and he was taking testosterone to reverse what had been done. The doctors arranged a drug that blocks out manipulation and outside interference."
"So? He's still ours. We need to find him!"
"We need to focus on our children." Izaya sighed.
Mikado glared at Izaya, his husband's face blank. Fine then. He'd track down their third by himself.
Mikado found Shizuo with ease, their third wasn't even hiding. Or if he was it was a poor job. It would seem Shizuo had decided to go travelling and that after spending a year exploring the country, he'd now boarded a plane and was on the way to the next country.
Their daughters were growing quickly. A year old and already keeping them both up at night. They'd been gifted double trouble and it took both him and Izaya to raise them. But it didn't stop him tracking Shizuo.
He wouldn't stop searching. Unlike someone who had gone crawling back to his wife, long before Shizuo had returned in the first place. They were expecting their first child.
Shizuo was in the UK, with his brother apparently, judging by the paparazzi snap. He looked good, older and he'd bulked up but slimmed down. He looked good after almost a decade.
"Dada, what are you looking at?" Akane asked. Eri was trailing Izaya as usual.
"See this man here?" He pointed to the screen. "That's Shizuo Heiwajima. He gave birth to you."
"Oh! Like a surrogate?"
"Yes." Izaya spoke over him, staring down at their red eyed daughter.
"I want to see"Eri popped up. "Oh, he looks happy. What's he doing?"
"Exploring the world, going where he wants." Izaya answered.
Eri accepted that. Akane didn't. "Why?"
"Because he wanted to explore his freedom." Izaya explained. "Shizu-chan grew up in a hospital and was brainwashed by his doctor. On top of that his doctor gave Shizu-chan female parts. It was done without his permission. He liked the island where you were born and decided he wanted to see more."
"Can we go?" Eri asked. "We know where he is, can't we visit?"
Mikado waited for the tantrum when Izaya said no.
"Yes. But you'll need suitcases and packing only what you need."
"Yes!" Eri squeezed Izaya and then ran towards the twins' bedroom.
"Do we have passports?" Akane asked.
"You do." Izaya hugged her. "Go pack."
Mikado frowned. "What are you doing?"
"Going on holiday. Get packing."
"You didn't have to come and get me." Shizuo sighed. "I remember my promise." He held up his wrist showing the special watch Kasuka had gotten him. "You've known where I am."
"You didn't keep in touch."
"I called."
"Yeah, birthdays and holidays."
"I was exploring."
"Did you have fun?"
Shizuo smiled. "Yeah. I've got so many photos to print. My apartment is going to be packed with photo albums."
"Then it was worth it."
"Yeah. But my ten years is up. Don't worry, I'm going back to Japan. I was just going to stop off at the bakery."
Kasuka stared at him. "Nii-san did you just go on a world dessert tour?"
Shizuo shrugged. "It may have been included."
Shizuo walked with his camera around his neck. He'd been in the UK almost a year and that did more for his English language skills, than learning in a classroom ever did. Looking up at the London eye, he snapped a picture.
"You look well, Shizu-chan."
Shizuo lowered the camera and glanced at the man standing next to him. "Hey, Izaya. Seems I'm getting a lot of visitors this week."
"The paparazzi took a picture of you and your brother."
"Doesn't matter. I'm going back to Japan anyway. I agreed ten years travelling." Shizuo shrugged. "You been well?"
"We all have."
"I didn't think your husband would let you get so far away."
Izaya smirked. "We're on holiday. The whole family."
Shizuo frowned. "And you didn't choose Disneyland?"
"No."
"Huh."
"Are you going up?" Izaya asked.
"No point if I'm on my own." Shizuo shrugged.
Izaya took his hand. "You're not."
Shizuo sat with Izaya next to him, as they watched the capsule slowly rise over the Thames. It was instinctive, resting his head on Izaya's shoulder. Izaya spoke and he listened.
"Masaomi got back with Saki, they have a daughter together."
Shizuo snorted, a small joyless laugh escaping. "I guessed."
"It doesn't bother you?" Izaya asked hand in his.
Shizuo sighed. "Honestly? No. I realised a month after taking my new meds. I didn't have any feelings for him. Anything I did have was fabricated." Shizuo used his free hand to snap a pic as he turned away.
"Oh."
"Yeah. It's fine though. Didn't hurt. Just another thing I hadn't seen coming." Shizuo snapped another pic, eye on the viewfinder.
"Sorry."
"Did you know it was Masaomi I was supposed to be meeting that night?" Shizuo asked voice flat. Izaya's hand tightened on his. "Kasuka looked into it for me, or had someone look into it. Either way, apparently the doctor was arranging a surprise for the two of us. He didn't show because he was clinging to Saki, since she threatened divorce."
Izaya said nothing. Shizuo was grateful for it. There was nothing that could be said. "You have a backpack."
Ah, change of subject it was. That was good. "It's everything I own. Kasuka didn't want me dragging suitcases around. I have one backpack, I rent an apartment and buy all I need. When I'm ready to move on, I give it to charity and start again."
"And what is everything?"
Shizuo shrugged the pack from his shoulders and handed it across to let Izaya sate his curiosity. "Mainly my identification and SD cards. My apartment is going to be full of photo albums."
"No souvenirs?"
"I had them sent to a PO Box in my name." Shizuo shrugged. "I forget what's in there now."
No, that was a lie. He knew what was in there. Little bits and pieces he'd thought would suit the girls-his daughters. No, they weren't his. He was a surrogate. That's all he'd been. How creepy would that be if it was known? Two of everything, over the decade.
"Well you'll have to unpack it soon."
"Yeah. I still need to book my flight."
"Then you can go back with us."
"That's-"
"My husband is going to insist."
Shizuo sighed. "I guess so. I would've thought after so long..."
"You're our third."
Shizuo escorted Izaya back to his apartment. It was empty and held the bare essentials, despite living in it for a year. His cupboards were full though, except for anything other than sweets and treats. It's why they'd stopped off to buy coffee.
Izaya took over like it was his own home and within an hour, his plus one had become the whole family. Mikado latched onto him and refused to let go. The girls were shy staring at him from behind Izaya. One looked like him and the other looked like Izaya.
"Shizu-chan, this is Eri and Akane."
"Lovely to meet you." Shizuo smiled pushing everything he was feeling into a box. It was time to go back home.
End