–

He bet the apartment complex had already burned down to the ground by now, but he told Tsu-chan everything he needed to before he left. Everything would be alright. ...Wouldn't it? I mean, did he really just put all his faith in his five-year old son?

He could barely even focus on the meeting at hand, because he was too busy chewing on his perfectly filed fingernails, contemplating if he should go back home to see if everyone is still alive and that that brute didn't go on one of his tirades, or worse, what if he was smoking around them! Psyche was probably running around the house without any pants on, going bathroom who knows where and Hibiya was probably drooling on his computer while that idiotic brute was smoking outside the building!

"...Izaya?" Shiki rose a curious eyebrow over at the fidgeting man who quickly looked up. "Are you feeling well? You look ill."

"Ah-can you men please excuse me? I think I need some fresh air." He said, standing up once he got the approval and bowed before he moved out of the meeting room. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out his phone, dialing Shizuo's number.

It rang, and rang, and rang. Finally, it clicked – but only to be greeted by his voicemail.

"If you're not an idiot, you know what to do." Shizuo's voice rang through the informant's ears, and he let out an irritated sigh.

"Shizu-chan~" he greeted. "Just making sure my apartment is still in tact and no one is burning from all that smoking you are probably doing~" he said playfully, "call me back~ bye-bye!" He said, pressing the end call button.

–

Shizuo roared down at Hibiya who was fully cloaked in his "prince attire" with a matching cape and crown. He crawled over to Hibiya, "WHO DARE PASS THROUGH ME?" He growled, looking up at the boy.

"I hath come to save the princess!" Hibiya stated, pushing out his chest bravely, "And I will strike down the beast before me to save her!" He said, pointing a play sword at Shizuo's nose.

Psyche who was on top of a box, wearing one of his brother's many crowns and his pink bathrobe placed his hands on his chest, extending one arm out in the air. "Oh, Prince Hibiya! Please save me!" He said.

Shizuo snarled down at the plastic sword, and turned his head taking it in his mouth, spitting out to the floor. "YOU THINK YOU CAN DEFEAT ME, A DRAGON, IN HIS OWN CASTLE?" He flared his nostrils as he pushed his head against Hibiya's.

"A prince never backs down, you filthy beast!" Hibiya told him, unclipping his cape and throwing it over Shizuo's head in which the blonde thrashed his head about as if he couldn't get it off.

Hibiya ran past the dragon, grabbing his sword that was on the floor, and running over to Psyche who had been clapping excitedly for his rescue as the small boy moved over and grabbed Psyche's hand, thrusting the sword into Shizuo's stomach. "Die, beast!" He yelled, thrusting his toy into Shizuo's side once more before he watched his father fall to the ground.

Psyche clapped excitedly, turning to hug his younger brother. "Yay! Prince Hibi-chan!"

Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzzt.

Psyche beamed, jumping up on the couch to grab his father's cell phone. "I'll get it! I'll get it!" He said, picking up the phone, sticking out his tongue as he flipped it open. "Hello!" He answered.

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Izaya blinked at the sound of Psyche's voice. "Psyche?" He questioned. Great, the lone survivor was Psyche-chan. The one time he leaves the monster alone with his children, Psyche is the only one who is alive to tell the story – and, unfortunately, he had taken on the 'greatest liar' trait from said-man himself.

"MOMMY!" Psyche squealed into Izaya's ear. Izaya sighed as he pulled the phone away from his ear a bit, "Psyche-chan, where is your father?"

"He's dead!" Psyche replied happily.

Izaya blinked, he's wha-? "What? Psyche-chan, what are you talking about? What happened?" He asked calmly.

"WEEELLLL," Psyche began, and Izaya frowned on the other line. Did he mention Psyche also got his long rants from him? Yeah. He did. "I got captured, so Hibi-chan had to save me, and Daddy wouldn't let Hibi-chan save me so Hibi-chan had to kill Daddy so he could save me!" He said, bouncing on the couch excitedly. There was a short silence before, "Wanna talk to Daddy, Momma?"

Izaya sighed heavily, as he heard those words. "Yes, Psyche-chan. Put him on the phone, dear." He said, pinching the bridge of his nose as he waited the calm voice.

"Yeah?" He heard Shizuo's greeting.

Izaya had to take a deep breath before continuing. He needed to calm down, he was freaking out over nothing. "How are things~?" He asked in his usual Izaya-esque way.

"Fine," Shizuo answered.

Izaya frowned, "as blunt as ever, I see." He said, before continuing. "Did you give Psyche and Hibi-chan a bath yet?" HE asked, "What about Tsu-chan? He isn't skipping school, is he?"

"Yes, they've both had a bath. Kida picked Tsugaru up this morning. Everything is fine, Izaya." Shizuo replied. He never really liked talking on the phone for a long time, and often preferred texting, but even Izaya got annoying with that with how much the flea talked. Shizuo couldn't help, but smirk at what seemed like Izaya's disappointment in that things were going well.

Izaya huffed on the other line. "You aren't smoking, are you?"

Shizuo sighed tiredly, "No, Psyche caught me in time this morning, and the more you talk to me – the more it's going to drive me to have a cigarette."

"...Do I need to come home?" Izaya asked hesitantly. He was still rather nervous about living three, living, breathing children with Shizuo Heiwajima. Even if he had arranged help for him.

"No, besides – aren't you with that mafia guy? Couldn't this hurt your career if you tried to come home early, or some shit? Quit being a pest, Izaya and do your work." He told his partner, hand twitching, itching to dig into his pocket and pull out a smoke.

Izaya frowned, he hated it when Shizuo made a valid point. He didn't understand how he could be an idiot and a reasonable man the next, something about that drove him crazy, and that had driven him to sex, which had driven him to three children with the brute. "...Fine. Can I talk to Hibi-chan before I let you go then?" He asked for his youngest.

He smiled once he heard the familiar voice on the other line. "Hibi-chan~" he cooed, "how are you doing, my little prince?"

Hibiya smiled brightly as he held the phone with both hands, still with some help from his father who had held the phone up to his ear. "I'm okay, Mommy. Mommy, when are you coming home?" He pouted slightly.

"What's a matter, prince? Is Daddy not doing a good job?"

"No, Daddy is fun!" Hibiya smiled brightly, kicking his feet in the air. "I just miss you.."

Izaya smiled as he held onto the phone, before noticing that a man had come out in the hallway, motioning him to come back inside for the meeting. He rose his hand, giving a nod. "I miss you too, sweetie, but I have to get back to work now. Love you~" he said, blowing a few kisses through the phone, before hanging up and walking back down the hallway, and situating himself back in his seat.

"Nice to have you back, Orihara-san."

A/N: Don't worry, Kasuka is still coming. Don't forget to R&R! :)