Title: Things that change for better or for worse
Chapter 19: Unseen by Change 2
By: Sissy

Disclaimer: DRRR shall never belong to me otherwise there'd be more yaoi.
Warning: Some more things happen around Mikado's back.

"This plan is ingenious, my lady. I approve of it. Don't know what it's for but it seems like fun." Chikage gave Erika a thumbs-up as she sat in his club. Masaomi was next to her on the other side and some regular juice was brought to her for drinking. Walker was nearby, drinking water though it felt a bit disrespectful, wondering why his wife hadn't listened to him at all.

"I know! Isn't it wonderful Rokucchi?" Erika asked with a wide grin.

"Yeah, but… How are we getting the two to come anyways? I don't doubt Mikado coming but you know… I highly doubt that guy's going to come when his brother apparently seems to dislike making either of the two uncomfortable." Masaomi asked worried for a moment but Erika slapped his back happily.

"Man up, Kida-kun! We're doing this for the sake of friendship!" Erika yelled with a grin, trying to hide the line of drool falling from the side of her mouth. No one believes your lie though, a unison of thoughts collided but never voiced it out.

"So then what now?" Masaomi asked as he sipped from his drink. The plan was half done anyways and the hard part would come later but he imagined that there might be preparations to be done.

"If you still want to give me a real one, get Saki-chan to make the preparations. I'll leave the destination to her." Erika winked at the blond host and felt Chikage move to face Masaomi.

"I can ask some of the girls to help out with that if Saki-chan needs help. They adore parties like those, even though they try to hide it from me." Chikage offered with a grin.

"Nah, I'm sure Saki's got it covered. If not, she'll get her own friends to help out. But anyways, what do you even want Erika-san?" Masaomi turned the focus on her since it was supposed to be her baby shower.

"Well…" Erika started going into thought and Walker shot her a look that shut her up. "Just get me essentials, Kida-kun. Don't sweat the small details!" With that, the conversation stopped at that point. Nothing else could be said for the moment.

… … …

"Of course it's diapers." Aoba and the professor spoke at the same time. Kururi nodded in agreement, enjoying the fact that Aoba had her in a piggyback ride. Mikado was done for the day and Aoba managed to track Mikado to his workplace thanks to Kururi, who apparently had demanded the ride in exchange for the information.

"Diapers? Don't you think everyone else will give diapers? It's the most basic thing." Mikado seemed worried but his professor sighed deeply.

"You're underestimating babies, Ryugamine-kun!" He pointed the accusing finger to his assistant. "The one thing that you'll always need are diapers! The cruelty of midnight pooping, the just-before-dinner pooping, the INBETWEEN-DINNER pooping! It's all horrendous!"

"How is your daughter by the way?" Mikado turned the conversation to something pleasant before he was engrossed in details. Aoba and Kururi seemed thankful for that.

"Oh, she's ignoring me again. She's decided on taking a long vacation out of the country before going to her next job. I swear, I think she likes charities more than her father. I wish she'd take a job closer to home." The professor cried in silence as Mikado decided to ignore the old man.

"Was there something you needed Aoba-kun?" Mikado decided to ask since there was nothing else to talk about now. Aoba shook his head, along with Kururi and the older one understood that they were just there to pass the time. With a sigh, he heard a recognizable jingle on his phone. Smiling, he picked up the call but was unable to say anything when the person on the other side screamed.

[Imma kill you Mikado! I'm going to seriously murder ya! Heck, I'm going to go right there, right now and chop you into little pieces!] The remaining three bystanders were in shock, much like Mikado, who tried covering his ear. [I told you I didn't wanna waste my time! And why the hell are we being questioned? Tell that Izaya prick I don't want to hear his voice again!]

The line was cut and Mikado paled at those words. The other three looked confused about what was going on as Mikado quickly dialed back the one who called him. "It wasn't what you think! And how did he get a hold of you anyways?"

"What's going on?" Aoba asked the professor curiously, watching with interest how Mikado tried to keep himself calm while on the phone.

"Looks like Ryugamine-kun is trying to explain something to the other caller. Oh, the person is fighting back. Let's see, something about six years of wasted training and something about a…hunny bunny?" The professor tried to pick what was being yelled but the one on the other line was speaking too fast. "Now Ryugamine-kun is explaining how he felt intimidated? By whom?"

"Maybe Shizuo-san. There's something really weird going on between them. I hate being left out of the loop." Aoba pouted but noticed the warmth coming from Kururi's body. He looked behind him to see her red face and glanced at the professor to notice him the same. "What just…?"

Mikado turned around to face them with a bright smile. "Well, that was fun. I've just been given a time limit. Now what do I do?" He laughed nervously as he rested his hand on the nearest table. Somehow, the others could tell that he had been exhausted mentally by that conversation. But Mikado quickly recovered to give Kururi a message. "Oh, Kururi-chan, next time I see your brother, it won't matter if I kill him myself, right?"

Kururi shook her head in response and spoke. "Luck."

"Thank you, Kururi-chan." Mikado beamed her such a bright smile that the rest were left wondering what could've caused the change in the one before them.

… … …

Ruka eyed his uncle with a bright and curious smile. Shizuo was resting on Kasuka's couch as the celebrity couple enjoyed an afternoon tea free of worries. It was odd that Kasuka had so much free time lately, especially since he was still pretty famous. It wasn't so odd for Ruri though, since the songstress had decided to take work only when it suited her ever since she was pregnant. She still did a few songs and shows during the year.

"Brother, have you decided?" Kasuka asked curiously and saw his brother sit up, catching the rolling Ruka before he fell to the floor.

"Why do I have to go anyways? I'm not her friend." Shizuo asked again, slightly grumbling.

"Well, we were invited for a reason, don't you think so? Or are you afraid of something?" Kasuka asked, getting up to pick up his son.

Shizuo ruffled his hair in desperation and looked over to Kasuka with a lost look. "How long do I have to wait?" Ruri didn't understand the significance of the question but her husband did.

"It might be better to give it a few more days." He replied with a nod. Whatever it was, Ruri still didn't grasp the meaning and decided not to bother with it.

Ruka gave a loud roar and the three were caught by surprise. Kasuka took out his phone and his son smelled it with curiosity, trying to bite it. "Looks like we'll have to go. Ruka-kun's instincts are as good as brother's so he can't be wrong."

"What are you talking about, Kasuka?" Shizuo asked curiously, eyeing his nephew. As much love as he had for the child, there were a few things the couple was keeping hidden, even from him.

… … …

"What the hell are you doing now?" Namie looked up at Izaya, who was hanging upside down from the balcony of his second floor hallway. The man seemed to be deep in thought when he grinned.

"Right. Let's go play that day too. I wonder what kind of face Mikado-kun will show me?" With that response, Namie shook her head and moved away, noticing on the calendar a reminder with a baby sticker on it. Only slightly wondering what that could mean, Namie continued to do her other work.

To Be Continued…