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"Uncle Kasuka!" Psyche squealed as he ran over to the door and hugged the actor's legs.

Kasuka gave his nephew a faint smile and reached down, patting the boy's head. "Psyche-chan," he greeted with some emotion. He looked up at his older brother who had been sipping out of Hibiya's baby bottle. He blinked, raising an eyebrow. "What are you doing?"

"You have to check how the milk is before you give it to him!" Shizuo argued, already trying to bounce a hungry, upset Hibiya on his hip who was reaching out for his bottle.

Kasuka blinked, "You're supposed to check how warm it is on your wrist, not drink it yourself." He replied matter-of-factly.

"Oh..." Shizuo said, before setting the bottle back down on the counter.

"Isn't Hibi-chan a little old for baby bottles?" Kasuka asked curiously.

"He won't drink it out of anything else..." Shizuo told his brother over his son's wails. "And, you know how that flea is with the babies. He gives them whatever they damn well want."

"Isn't that unhealthy though?" Kasuka frowned, moving into the kitchen and taking a seat on the counter, noticing a notepad full of notes. "What's this?" He said absent-mindedly as he flipped through the few pages worthy of notes.

"Izaya's god-damn to-do list," Shizuo murmured as he poured cow milk into the bottle, and handed the bottle to Hibiya who greedily took it and sucked on the nipple like it was life or death.

"It's quite a list," he said, as he noticed pages were divided into house and children chores.

Shizuo snorted, "Yeah, and I've hardly had anytime to do household chores like I usually do since I have to do fucking everything for the little brats." He sighed tiredly.

"He even put down help for you to come over too." Kasuka noted, looking up at him. "But...I'm not on it?" He asked, confused as to why he was here.

Shizuo sighed, "I didn't want to bother you, in case you were working on set or something, but I realized Kida is the only one who is coming over and it's not until after school and I don't think I could go that long without a smoke. I barely had one yesterday." He muttered, still wincing inwardly from the withdraws.

"Ah," was all Kasuka managed. He picked up a piece of paper, looking down at it. "Did you see this?" He asked, showing him the long list of food.

"Ah, shit! I have to go grocery shopping too?" Shizuo cursed which made the nearly dozing off Hibiya flinch his eyes at the loud yelling, before his eyes drooped back to being closed after he drank all of his milk. He glanced at the time, and turned to his brother before-

"You want me to stay with Hibiya and Psyche while you go shopping?" He asked, knowing school would probably get out in a few hours and then he definitely wouldn't have time to go shopping.

Shizuo shook his head, "just Hibiya. I don't want to wake him up, because he's a pain in the ass to get back to sleep. I'll spare you the dramatics of Psyche and take him with me." He muttered, handing Hibiya over to Kasuka. "Once Kida gets here, feel free to leave if you have to, alright?" He said, and watched Kasuka nod. He smiled, and ruffled his little brother's hair, smiling faintly. "Thanks."

Shizuo took a deep breath, moving into the living room, seeing Psyche was glued to the television watching some bright, educational music program. "Psyche. You want to go grocery shopping?"

Nothing.

"Psyche?" He asked, leaning over the couch and moving a hand in front of the boy's face. Not even a flinch.

"Hey, Psyche. The Wiggles are at the door and they want you to go on tour with them." Shizuo tried.

Nothing.

He sighed and reached down by his son where the remote sat, and changed the channel to some basketball game.

Psyche's eyes widen, looking behind him. "DAADDDYYYY!" He pouted, "I was watching that!"

"Do you want to go grocery shopping?" He asked his son once more, and Psyche seemed to blink as if contemplating it. "Well, it doesn't matter anyway, because you're going with me anyway." He said as he threw on his spring jacket and grabbed Psyche's jacket and shoes. "Come on, let's go."

Psyche sighed dramatically and climbed on top of the couch and jumped off, throwing his arms around Shizuo's arm that had been flexed from putting his jacket on. Shizuo's eyes widen at the sudden weight and pulled his son up by one arm, staring at him. "Psyche-chan. I've told you not to do that. You can get hurt."

"But Daddy is really strong so I won't!"

Shizuo rose an eyebrow, looking over at the pink-eyed boy. "Don't surprise me like that, Psyche-chan. That is dangerous."

"Okay, Daddy..." Psyche pouted and was placed to the ground, as his spring jacket was placed over him and watched his father bend down to tie his shoes. "Daddy?"

"Yeah?" Shizuo frowned as he moved over to the left shoe after the right was tied.

"Can I get something at the store?" Psyche asked, looking up at his father with those big, signature, pleading 'pretty please' Psyche eyes.

Shizuo frowned, "Maybe. If you're good." He said, and Psyche beamed at the comment.

"I will be!"

A/N: Don't forget to R&R! :)