Doubtful acceptance
His consciousness returned slowly,his hearing coming back first. He could hear rustling, muffled voices speaking. Forcing his eyes open, Shizuo blinked awake, his tongue dry and useless in his mouth. His mouth dropped open in shock, attempting to sit up only to find himself held back. He tried again, hearing the rattling of the handcuffs that kept him pinned to the bed. He wasn't alone. Izaya was sitting cross legged at the end of the bed, laptop in his lap. "Why am I chained to the bed?" His throat felt like sandpaper.
The flea looked up, crimson eyes meeting his own. "It was the only way to stop you hurting yourself." The laptop was closed and slid under the bed. He noticed Izaya was wearing his jacket. The room wasn't theirs. It wasn't a hospital either, even though there was a wire sticking out of his arm. so where the hell was he?
"Are you lucid?" Shizuo gave him a confused look. "What are you talking about?" His fiancé moved closer. "Why are you acting like that? Hurry up and get these off. Izaya!" The flea kept on staring at him. "Shizu-chan, look at your wrists. That's the twenty third pair of handcuffs we've put on you." Glancing up horrified, he took in the angry red cuts across his wrists. They were faded, though the newer ones were wrapped in bandages. His hands were covered in dark purple bruises, his fingers ached, along with his shoulders. "Do you know what day it is?"
"Wednesday?" He could tell instantly he was wrong. "It's Saturday." With that new information in his mind, his handcuffs were undone, his sore arms falling against the covers, where his unknown wounds could be seen. Somehow he still found the strength to rip the thin tube from his arm, ignoring the disapproving look. He could almost believe everything was a dream. "I'm pregnant?"
"Yeah." Oh. "Sorry." Crimson eyes widened. "Why are you apologising? This is a good thing." He nodded slowly, knowing there was doubt in his eyes. "Saturday... Did I hurt anyone?" He waited until he got a response, Izaya shrugging of his jacket, he could see the bandage clear as day, around his neck. "Just yourself. Do you remember anything?" The blond shook his head. "I remember waking up and you pinning me to the bed." He caught the flea smirking. "Don't I always? In case you hadn't figured it out, you're in Shinra and Celty's guest room. We brought you here after you trashed our bedroom." Shit. He really had lost his mind.
"How did I get these?" He couldn't lift his arms just yet, but Izaya knew what he meant. "Breaking out of the handcuffs, you ripped them off your wrists. Shinra wanted to keep you sedated. He knows. I told him." As he thought, it didn't matter anyway. Now he would need to tell everyone including his workmates. "Ne, Shizu-chan. You should be happy, our child will be at our wedding."
Our child. It was really happening. "Shinra ran a blood test confirming it. You should have called me." Speak of the illegal doctor. "Izaya what are you doing?" Shinra rushed into the room full of panic, his eyes wide, holding a syringe. "Don't worry, he's awake." He didn't look convinced. "Shizuo?" The blond nodded in response. "You snapped out of it? We were getting worried." It was then he noticed Celty at the door. He had really screwed up this time. His best friend ran up to the bed, throwing her arms around him. Awkwardly he tried to return the hug, grimacing at the dull pain in his arms.
Are you okay? He read the message on the screen, shrugging his sore shoulders. Congratulations Shizuo, you'll make a wonderful mother. "Celty my beloved. I think we should leave them alone." She reluctantly let go of him, following Shinra from the room. Once they left, the door closed behind them, Izaya climbed in the bed next to him. "We'll get through this Protozoan. This doesn't change anything. Not. A. Thing." Soft, warm lips brushed against his own. "How do you feel?" Shizuo sighed. "Like I need a cigarette."
"Shizu-chan, no more smoking. It's bad for the baby. No more cake either. It's a balanced diet from now on." The blond groaned, he knew what that meant. "It was that one time, wasn't it?" The flea nodded making him feel worse. "I went drinking, I've been eating sweet stuff and smoking. I even dyed my hair. Did I harm it?"
"You'll have to ask Shinra. Stop worrying, go back to sleep, you need to rest." Closing his eyes, he let Izaya send him to sleep, warm kisses against his damaged wrists, fingers runnng gently through his hair. Maybe just maybe he could get through this, one step at a time, as long as the flea was there.
He was in a much better mood, waking up, curled next to Izaya, who was watching him, with those sharp eyes. "It's about time, Celty has made dinner. Up you get." Rolling out of the bed, he tried to get feeling back in his unused muscles. Mr god complex opened the door, leading him from the room, he had no memory of entering.
Shinra was setting the table, Celty sitting at the table, feeding Aiko. If he had been so dangerous, why bring him here? "Shizuo, Izaya sit down." Shinra directed them, placing their plates in front of him. "We need to talk." What started as a stern voice, turned to a whine. "I can't believe you didn't tell me. I've known you since school, how could you not tell me? I could've taken some samples for testing. Can I see? Ow!" Celty had slugged him with her free hand. Both he and Izaya had kicked him under the table, their legs touching. "My beloved Celty and Aiko, they're being mean." His best friend ignored him, the baby girl carried on drinking her milk.
"Shizuo, I'm serious you should have come to me. Izaya says you're on the pill. Did you explain to the doctor?" The blond shook his head. "I didn't think so, otherwise they wouldn't have been prescribed. You aren't a full female." His food remained on his plate untouched as he listened. "There was no guarantee the pill would work for you, if anything it could've made everything worse. In your case, they were completely useless. Most likely the condom broke if you were even using one, causing you to get pregnant." He caught the doctor's look, glancing at Izaya. "It's possible." Great. All his precautions had been meaningless.
"What's done is done. Now we have to get you ready, it's going to be hard on you. I don't want you going to another doctor, my beloved wants me to keep an eye on you." Shizuo jumped as a hand slid into his own, squeezing tightly. "As far as I can tell, you haven't done any harm. You'll have to have an ultrasound in about three weeks."
"No smoking. No drinking. You'll have to cut down on all that sugar. Get plenty of rest, plenty of fluids. If you need anything we still have Celty's things. Izaya you need to keep an eye on him, to make sure he doesn't lose it again." The blond had already lost his appetite, it wouldn't be coming back any time soon.
"Shizuo while you were unconscious, the three of us came up with an idea." He didn't like the sound of that. "You and Izaya will be staying here, until your bedroom is rebuilt." Wait rebuilt? How much damage did he do? "Celty needs a rest, so we're going away for a week. My beloved wants you to take care of our daughter, which im not entirely happy about. Ow!"
Shizuo laughed bitterly, keeping his calm. "You kept me chained to a bed, because I was dangerous. Why would you make me look after a child?" The illegal doctor stared back at him, just as calmly. "You've suffered a breakdown, Shizuo. You need to accept that you're pregnant. We think this will be the best way."
He wasn't given a choice in the matter, Celty was already walking over to him, placing Aiko in his arms. He held her gently, his features softening as he looked down at the little girl. "It looks like we have nothing to worry about. But remember she's my little girl, if you -" He watched as Celty whacked him across the back of the head.
We'll be leaving tomorrow morning, so I'll show you everything tonight. So that was that, he was stuck babysitting. Shizuo took the bottle, that still had half left, bringing it to the baby's lips. You have nothing to worry about. The words on the screen, didn't change how he felt, but he smiled back anyway.
Shinra and Izaya had wandered off somewhere, leaving the three of them alone. Hold her against you and slowly rub her back. He followed the instructions exactly, seeing Celty smile as the tiny girl let out a small burp. "When does the morning sickness stop?" His best friend shook her head. For you I don't know. Great, he didn't know how long he would suffer with it for.
Shizuo froze as the baby in his arms started crying. She needs to be changed. Follow me. He found himself standing in front of a brightly coloured changing mat, covered in love hearts. He knew straight away, Shinra had brought it. Lay her down, gently.
That's it. Undo the poppers. Aiko stared up at him, so he forced his nervousness away, smiling down at her and gently tapped her nose with a finger. Her little legs kicked as he undid the baby grow. Next, we have to change her nappy. Already everything was confusing. Celty ran through everything with him, so he knew how to feed Aiko, knew how to change her, knew how to bathe her, everything. He held her against his chest, as he sat on the sofa watching Shinra and Celty pack. The little girl yawned, catching his best friend's attention. You can put her to bed.
The cot had been moved into the guest room, by Shinra and Izaya. He had tried to help, only to be lectured by both of them, not to use his strength. Using his free hand, he switched the light on, walking slowly over and pulling back the blanket. Carefully he set the sleeping girl down, bringing the blanket up to her chest.
Shizuo turned around to see Celty watching him. You and Izaya should have an early night, you'll need it. Mr god complex had already thought ahead, collecting some of their belongings. They had enough clothes, their toothbrushes were here, along with anything else he had brought. It was going to be a long week.
The baby monitor lay on the bathroom floor while he showered, soft breathing coming through, it remained the same when he was doing his teeth and when he slipped into bed, next to Izaya. His eyes widened in disbelief, when his fiancé spooned him, he could feel something poking against his ass. "No way. Get off flea."
A hand worked its way under his pyjama top, moving up across his chest. The blond hissed in pain, Izaya brushing over his sore and swollen nipples. "Shit, that hurts. Cut it out. There's a baby in the room." The flea left his chest alone, moving down. "Ne, Shizu-chan. We haven't had sex in thirteen days."
"Liar it hasn't been that long. Wait... you said Saturday, you meant the week after?" He knew he was right, judging by the flea's silence. A hot tongue licked along the column of his neck, Izaya's hand disappearing into his boxers, to stroke his already growing erection. "This isn't our home." Crimson eyes gleamed in the dark. "Then make sure you stay quiet. I'm not letting you off this time."
Slim fingers found his waist band, pulling his pyjama pants and boxers down to his knees. The hand on his hardened cock vanished, wrapping around his waist. The sound of the cap opening echoed around the room like a thunder clap. A slicked digit wound its way into his back entrance. Shizuo used one hand to cover his mouth, knowing they wouldn't be stopping. His other hand was used to pleasure himself, wrapping around his own dick. The lone finger was joined by another, quickly stretching him. He jolted as they hit his prostate, Izaya tapping that spot repeatedly. "Mm!"
His hastily removed pyjama top, caught his release, saving the bed sheets. Shizuo removed his hand, jamming his fingers in his mouth. Izaya's grip on him tightened, something much larger pushing into his ass. "Don't come inside me." Their words were whispered, moans muffled. The flea bucked up, thrusting inside of him, moving quickly. No doubt both of them would have friction burns tomorrow.
Every movement sent him upwards, the arm around his waist keeping him from going too far. His hand was keeping him silent, whilst Izaya muffled his by biting the junction between his shoulder and neck. Their legs entwined, His lover's free hand, hooking under his knee, lifting it to give him more room, allowing him to go deeper, he was surprised the covers stayed over them.
A loud cry sounded beside them, making them both freeze. "I'll get her." His lover's voice held irritation and regret, as he pulled out, both of them still aroused and left unsatisfied. Miserably, he used his hand to finish up, wiping himself clean, pulling his clothes back up. "Shh! Come on Aiko-chan, go back to sleep."
Watching Izaya walk back and forth, trying to settle their god daughter down, warmed his heart. "Shizu-chan, lay down." Wondering what the flea was up to, he did as he was told, giving him a confused glance as Aiko was rested against his chest. "What-" A finger was quickly placed against his lips.
Surprisingly the crying stopped, the little girl becoming silent, tiny fingers holding on to his shoulders. "She's listening to your heartbeat." The blond glanced down, feeling the weight of the small bundle. Gently he placed a hand on her back to stop her rolling in her sleep. Izaya climbed back into the bed next to him, grumbling "Our sex life is ruined." Shizuo grinned at that, letting his eyes close.
Three o'clock in the morning he was woken up, Aiko deciding she had enough sleep, fidgeting against his chest. Izaya was soundly asleep next to him. Before the little girl could utter a cry, he carried her from the room, surprised to see that he wasn't alone. "Ah, morning Shizuo. Do you want some breakfast?" Shinra and Celty were already up and dressed. "Why are you awake?" His friends smiled. "Aiko wakes up this time every day. It's become a routine. How are you feeling today?" The blond handed Aiko to Celty, so she could be fed.
"Okay, I guess. I'll be throwing up later." There was a few things nagging at him though. "That bandage around Izaya's neck. Is it my fault?" Shinra nodded, hiding nothing from him. "It's badly bruised, that's it. The bandage is there, because he didn't want you to see it. You weren't in your right mind, Shizuo." Shizuo didn't reply to that, guilt filling him. Resting a splayed hand on his stomach, he asked his next question. "This baby, will it be like me?" He didn't look away, meeting his friend's gaze. "You mean the strength or being intersex?" Ah, he hadn't taken that into account. "Both."
The illegal doctor took a deep breath. "Your strength I would say no. You're the only one in your family with it. The other one is hereditary." Shit. "There's a chance your baby will be like you. I would need to run some tests, Shizuo. I would need samples from your parents." Damn it. "Can't you do it without?"
"No, it either comes from your mothers or fathers side of the family. I'm sorry." Fuck, he would need to see them. "It's fine. Ugh, I need a cigarette." He held up a hand when Shinra opened his mouth. "I know." A hand rested on his shoulder, squeezing gently. Eat something, you need to keep up your strength.
"Thanks." Picking up a slice of toast he started eating. Go back to bed after, I'll take care of her until we leave. Nodding gratefully, he finished the second slice, trudging back to the bedroom. As quietly as he could, he slipped into the bed. Sleepy crimson looking at him. "Shizu-chan? Where's Aiko-chan?"
"Celty has her." His flea grinned moving closer, arms wrapping around his chest. "Good night, Shizu-chan." He wanted to point out that it was the morning, but Izaya was already asleep. Shifting closer, he closed his own eyes, feeling a warm breath against his cheek, his fingers gently moved along his lover's cheek, trailing to the bandage. Leaning over, he placed kisses along Izaya's throat. "I'm sorry."
Once again he had hurt someone important to him, the most important one. Guilt ate away at him, sending him into a restless sleep. His mind was plagued with what he didn't know. He had lost a week, he had hurt Izaya, himself and who knows what other damage he had done. He really was a monster.
She's been fed, burped and changed. The minute Celty went to hand Aiko over, Shizuo covered his mouth, running to the bathroom. He came back, avoiding the three gazes from the table. "Sorry." His friend patted him on the shoulder. Don't worry about it, it will pass.
Shinra and Celty were packed and ready, suitcases by the sofa, tickets in their hands. "If anything happens call me. That goes for both you and my beloved." The doctor held onto Aiko, while Celty hugged him. You'll be fine, see you in a week. "Enjoy your holiday."
Holding the baby girl in his arms, he and Izaya stood side by side, watching their friends leave. The door closed, leaving them alone with their god daughter. immediately he handed her to Izaya, already running for the toilet. "Shizu-chan, are you okay?" Yes, it was going to be a very long week.
Next:- Babysitting week or Cruel insanity (Izaya)
A/N:- Okay so I've already done the next two chapters. But I was thinking whether or not the next one should be the week of Shizuo's breakdown or if it would be too dark? Let me know what you think.