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"-chan. Shizu-chan." He opened his eyes, seeing Izaya crouched over him. "What?" He didn't mind those gentle fingers running through his hair. "It's time to go." Lifting his head, he glanced at the CCTV, seeing the desks were empty. "What time is it?" He was careful sitting up, letting the blanket fall off him. "Everyone left an hour and a half ago."
"Why didn't you wake me?" Folding the blanket up, Shizuo waited for an answer. "You need your rest and I got to watch you sleep." So that's why the sofa was in front of the desk. "Shit, I still have to visit my parents." Izaya shook his head. "It's too late today, Shizu-chan. We'll have to go tomorrow."the blond sighed. "We could still make it."
"We'll go tomorrow. Lets go home, Shizu-chan." Shit, the flea had probably let him sleep late on purpose, he should be grateful, Izaya was protecting him, helping him stay stress free. But in the case of his parents he wanted it over and done with as soon as possible. He would only worry about it otherwise and there was nothing to say, Kasuka hadn't already told them.
"Shizu-chan. Stop thinking so much." He was still sitting on the sofa, Mr god complex was standing by the door. "Yeah." Everything had already been shut down. All staff had gone home, the building completely empty, except for the two of them. Once he was out off the office, the flea flicked the switch, turning the lights off.
Shizuo waited until the door had been locked, before moving to the elevator. Once the doors opened, Izaya switched the lights off before stepping in. The doors squeaked as they closed, but apart from that there was no problems. It was weird how quiet things were, without anyone around, it made the building look bigger.
He waited outside, sitting on the wall, while The flea checked everything was locked up and set the security alarm. Shizuo glanced up looking at the sky, it was already getting dark. "Shizu-chan, you could have waited by the car." Shaking his head, he trudged over to car, climbing into the passenger side. "Don't forget your seatbelt."
"Seriously? Since when have I ever forgotten?" The flea only grinned, strapping his own on. "Well I read, that you can get pregnancy brain, so it could slip your mind." Shizuo grit his teeth. "I could still pick this car up, with you in it." His lover smiled, keeping his eyes on the road. "See you already forgot, you're not supposed to use your strength."
Shaking his head, the blond leaned against the window, his stomach grumbling, he could taste something on the tip of his tongue. When he tried to think of what it was, it vanished. "I got some recipes from the Internet, for balanced meals. My mother gave me some as well. Shizu-chan? Are you feeling sick again? I can pull over?" His stomach gave another lurch as he nodded.
"Go lie down, I'll let you know when dinner is ready." The blond ignored him, making his way into the kitchen. Opening the cupboards he scanned the shelves, for something to eat. "Shizu-chan, I threw all the chocolate away." Shizuo shrugged reaching for the rich tea biscuits, seeing a jar of chocolate spread he took that out too. He needed something else, opening the fridge he dug out the butter, putting it back. "Shizu-chan?" Shizuo grinned as he reached for the packet of grated cheese. "What are you doing?" Shrugging his shoulders, he opened the pack of biscuits, taking two out. He glanced down at the hand on his wrist.
"Izaya, I'm busy." Brushing the hand away, he dug out a knife, spreading chocolate spread on the flat side of both biscuits. Unsealing the packet, he tipped a thin layer of cheese over the top, putting them together. "That's disgusting, how can you eat that?" Shizuo glanced up, seeing crimson eyes widening. "Are you having cravings?" Cravings? What were they? The blond shrugged. "I don't know, I felt like it." His lover sighed. "Why couldn't you pick something healthier?" A yawn escaped him, taking a bite of his treat, he left the kitchen, laying on the sofa. Immediately after he finished, he was up running for the bathroom. His new favourite food didn't agree with him.
"Here, you go." He nodded, taking the plate, his appetite fading as he saw the different vegetables on his plate. "Try and eat what you can." His fiancé sat beside him, eating the same. Shizuo managed about half, putting his plate on the table, inhaling as he picked up on a delicious scent. It made his mouth water and his head light. Truthfully the smell had been there at different points of the day, disappearing as quickly as it had been there. But now he knew what it was. Picking up Izaya's mug, he sat back on the sofa, taking a sniff. Yes, this was it. He held the cup between his two hands and inhaled. "Shizu-chan. You hate coffee."
"It smells good." He watched Izaya set his own plate down, fixing him with those sharp eyes. "Do you want to try some?" Tilting the mug slightly, he let a sip of the hot liquid in, grimacing at the bitter taste. "That's disgusting. How do you drink this stuff." Yet he held onto the mug. "So it's just the scent you like?" The blond nodded. "Anything else?" He shook his head. "Just those two then. Could be worse. I'll wash up. Can you run the bath?" Shizuo let out a sigh, putting down the mug. "I can still do normal stuff, flea. Are you having the bath first?" Izaya looked back at him. "No, we'll go in together. I don't want you accidentally falling asleep in there." Which meant he was still worried about his mental state.
As long as he wasn't alone, he was fine, he didn't have time to dwell on stupid thoughts. Making his way to the bathroom, he could still feel Izaya watching him, from the bottom of the stairs. Really he was fine. Putting the plug in the bath, he turned the taps, taking a seat on the stool, Izaya had brought for the bathroom. Taking a seat, he watched the water run. Today had been a good day, his work colleagues had accepted him, but Kadota had walked straight out, without a word or hint of anger. Of course he would be angry, he had lied and things had gotten complicated. Maybe the man would never forgive him. If he came in tomorrow, he would say sorry. As if that would make it better.
Reaching over he tested the water, the bath now half full. In less than two weeks he would see their baby for the first time. He would know if he had caused it any harm, with his lifestyle. He needed their baby to be healthy. He needed to be strong enough and show everyone he was okay. Even if he wasn't. The least he could do was bring Izaya's child into the world. After that, who knew what would happen. Glancing down, Shizuo rested a hand on his stomach. "Please be okay."
Footsteps sounded up the stairs, leaving seconds until his lover came into the bathroom. "Everything okay? Shizu-chan." The blond opened his mouth to answer, instead freezing. How did he answer? Reaching past him, the flea turned the water off, going back for the towels. Shizuo shrugged off his work clothes, throwing them in the wash basket. Taking of his boxers, he went to climb in. "Shizu-chan, wait!" Izaya dropped the towels, one arm around his waist, the other holding his hand, supporting him as he climbed in and sat down. "What was that about?" His lover closed the door, stripping off his own clothes.
"Slips and falls are dangerous in your condition, lean forward." He did as he was told, wondering how bad Izaya was going to get with being overprotective. His lover put a few bottles beside the bath, before climbing in behind him. "You're with me tomorrow." Shizuo nodded, fingers moving through the water. "Shizu-chan?" Letting out a sigh, he responded to Izaya. "Yeah, I'm listening. I won't be down there for a while." He leaned forward as the flea reached for the first bottle, flicking open the cap. Whatever was in it was smeared over his back. "Here, you can do your front." He took the bottle, seeing that it was the body wash he usually used.
"Shizu-chan. How would you feel about moving?" The blond froze, bottle upside down in his hand. "Why? You've lived here a long time?" Izaya continued washing his back. "Yes, a long time by myself, before you moved in. I think it's time to move, we're making a family now." Shizuo stayed silent. "We could have a bigger bedroom, we'd need an extra room for the baby, and maybe in the bathroom we could have one of those walk in baths, so you can't slip. I'll be working from home a lot of the time, so I'd need my own office, once the baby is born." The blond closed his eyes, feeling them become damp.
His lover somehow knew straight away something was wrong. "Shizu-chan, we need to get ready for the future. This time we'll both be deciding where we live." Shit, he was the only one worrying about the bad things. A slim arm wrapped around his waist, keeping him close. "We do this together." And that broke the dam inside him.
It was Izaya that held him while he cried his eyes out, letting out all the pain he felt. His lover didn't say anything, just held him close, anchoring him to reality, refusing to let go. It was Izaya that helped him out of the bath, drying him off, with one of those big fluffy towels, helping him dress afterwards. And it was Izaya that helped him into bed, wrapping his arms around him, kissing his tears away. "You'll be okay, Shizu-chan." He so desperately wanted to believe it.
Under Izaya's all seeing gaze and new found gentleness, he poured his heart out, unable to stop, rivers of tears streaming down his cheeks. His lover soothed each of his fears away. "Shizu-chan, if you can't believe in yourself, believe in me, hand everything over and I'll take care of it." Shizuo fell asleep in Izaya's arms, dried tears on his cheeks, but a smile on his face. Yeah, he could do that.
The alarm sounded through the room, opening his eyes, he found himself in the same position as last night, in Izaya's arms, those crimson eyes watching him. "Good morning, Shizu-chan." Feeling his face heat up, he climbed out of bed, switching the alarm off. It was then that he noticed the time. "You set it wrong, we still have an hour."
"Now you'll have more time to get ready, don't rush around anymore." Shizuo blinked, watching his lover get out of bed, heading for the shower. By the time he had got his own things ready, Izaya was out and dressed. "Take your time, protozoan." Grabbing his clothes, he grinned heading into the bathroom.
Breakfast was already done, he would have to put up with more porridge or something else disgustingly healthy. Taking a seat, his eyes widened. He had his porridge, but next to that was a mug of hot coffee and one of his choco-cheese snacks from yesterday. Shit, he couldn't hide his face even if he wanted to. Lifting the mug up, he inhaled his favourite scent.
Once they reached Izaya's office, Shizuo moved over to the sofa, watching the CCTV. Kadota wasn't in, neither was Mikado. "Shizu-chan, I'm making coffee do you want some?" Nodding his head, he continued watching the screen. "Dotachin hasn't reported in sick, so if he doesn't come in, it's absence without leave. Mikado-kun is running an errand for me. He watched as Izaya reached for the speaker, his morning sickness kicking in.
It was odd working directly opposite the flea, but somehow comforting, it made him feel better. The phone was at the edge of Izaya's desk, so he could reach it. A knock at the door made him look up. "Come in, Mikado-kun, did you get what I asked for?" The teen nodded handing over a carrier bag. "It's all in there, Orihara-San. Good morning, Shizuo-san." The teen was gone within seconds, closing the door behind him. "There you go, Shizu-chan. All yours." Full of confusion, he set the laptop to one side, taking the bag. His eyes widened as he picked out the first item. Why would he need plastic knives? The second item was a pack of rich tea biscuits, followed by a jar of chocolate spread and cheese. "Don't eat too many."
There was something else in the bag. Reaching in, he took it out. It was brown and looked almost like chocolate. A candle? "It's coffee scented, you can leave it on the desk." He felt his face flush, unwrapping the circular block of wax. Shit, this new Izaya was unfair, he was blushing like a school girl. "Thanks. Have you got a lighter?" Mr god complex put out, a small silver plate, which he put the candle on top of, the flea taking a lighter from his desk, to light the tip. He had everything he needed. First things first, to make some food. "Do you want any?" His lover grimaced, shaking his head. "Not a chance." Shrugging his shoulders, he got off the sofa.
He only made a couple, storing everything away in the kitchen. Wiping a hand over his face, he tried to calm his pounding heart. Never had he loved Izaya more and every time, he thought he had given and received everything, he was proven wrong each time. It was exhilarating and unfair, leaving him to wonder how much further he could fall.
"Shizu-chan?" Ah, he was taking too long. Carrying his creations to the sofa, he sat back down. Shizuo smiled at the look on this lover's face. "Watching you eat those, is making me feel sick." Shrugging his shoulders, he gobbled the rest up, sucking the excess chocolate spread from his finger. "Don't watch me then. I'm fine, flea." He didn't get an answer to that.
The blond made it another hour, before he let the laptop hibernate, putting it to one side. Unfolding the blanket, he lay down, covering himself with it. Turning over, he faced the back of the sofa, feeling unnerved about his fiancé watching him. They hadn't spoke much about that part of the relationship. He knew they wouldn't be getting married any time soon, Izaya had already said their child would be at the wedding. But that still meant they were getting married, he didn't have to take his ring off, he didn't want to. They would worry about it another time. Closing his eyes, he breathed deeply, inhaling the strong scent of coffee in the room.
"I don't think you should do this, Shizu-chan." He had made sure to wake up in plenty of time. Now they were both in the car, on the way to his parents house. "You were going to let me sleep late again, flea." Crimson eyes narrowed. "For good reason, protozoan. This is stupid." Shizuo sighed. "I know, but I have to let them know sometime. I already know what to expect, so it's fine." Izaya slowed at the traffic lights, before stopping. "Then let Kasuka-kun tell them, it doesn't have to be you. No stress, Shizu-chan. It's bad for you and the baby." The blond met his lover's gaze. "Which is why I'm going now, instead of worrying." The flea still wasn't happy.
He could see the reluctance in Izaya's eyes as they drove nearer to the house. He wondered whether the flea would just drive past and ignore what he wanted. Part of him wished, he would do just that. But for his and his unborn child, Shizuo needed to do it. A bitter smile appeared on his lips, as the car turned, parking outside. This time he was expecting rejection, every other time, he had thought they were his only family, that he needed their love, he had been shown how wrong he really was. "Shizu-chan." Shaking his head, the blond un-clipped his seat belt, getting out of the car. "Still so stubborn, come on then protozoan."
Oddly enough, he wasn't nervous. Maybe because they weren't his only choice now. Making his way up the path, he glanced at his lover beside him. "Izaya. Put the knife away." His lover looked at him with shocked innocence. "Shizu-chan, what are you suggesting?" He knew Mr god complex was worried about him, along with the over protectiveness, it was dangerous. The house was smaller than he remembered, less daunting too. Raising his hand, he pressed the doorbell, hearing the chime. From behind the door, he could hear his mother's voice. "Coming!" The door was opened, revealing a face he hadn't seen in over a year. The woman's mouth dropped open. "Shizuka!"
Still with the damn name, he wasn't a girl. Izaya's hand slipped into his own, it wasn't needed, but it helped. "Come in. Come in. It's been a long time dear. You didn't reply to any of my texts or calls." No, he had gotten a new phone, throwing the old one away. "Orihara-san. You two are still together? Of course you are, come in. Kichirou, Shizuka is here." The door closed, but he wasn't bothered. He could see his mother's eyes sparkling, her gaze dropping to his hand. "Do you want anything to eat or drink?" Both of them shook their heads. Shizuo followed his mother into the living room,it hadn't changed a bit since he had last visited as Shizuka.
His father had the same attitude, glancing away from the television. "Finally decided you were over that little temper tantrum? At least you're not dressed as a girl." Yep, same as usual. "Well? What do you want?" Shizuo shook his head, he didn't feel any pain, just a small empty feeling. "I didn't want to come, I had no choice. I'm engaged to Izaya an-" He was expecting to be yelled at, so his hands dropped to protect his stomach, taking the punch to the face, he fell back, hitting the wall. "What do you think you're doing?" Izaya was standing in front of him, knife out. "Are you threatening me again boy? If you want that so much, take it." The blond grit his teeth, standing up. "Shizu-chan?"
Wiping away the blood from his lip, he stepped past his protection. "You didn't let me finish. And I'm pregnant." His eyes closed expecting another punch, but his father stood there in shock, mouth open and pale. His mother's reaction was as he expected. "I knew it, I'm going to be a grandmother." She went on and on, but he ignored her. "I always thought our family was normal. I was wrong, I was shown, how a real family is. And guess what they accepted me, knowing exactly what I am. You may have given birth to me and raised me, I know we're bound by blood, but you're not my family." He could feel himself shaking in anger. "Shizu-chan." Shaking his head, he carried on. "I came to ask for your help, to make sure our baby will be born normal, it was a stupid thought. You've never helped me before."
His mother stepped closer, trying to touch his arm. "We do help you dear. When are you getting married? Have you had the scan yet? It doesn't look like you're past twelve weeks." She went on and on. "Namiko, shut up. Is that it then?" Shizuo could feel his temper rise, he had to keep it in check. Nodding his head, he waited. "Then get out of my house, both of you."
"Shizu-chan." Izaya took his hand, leading him from the house. "Calm down." Easier said than done, but at least he wouldn't have to worry about his parents bothering him. His father wanted nothing to do with him. Climbing into the car, Shizuo rested against the window. "I said it was a bad move." He smiled at his lover's scolding tone. "No, this is good. One less problem to deal with."
"If you say so. You can rest if you want, I'm driving to Shinra." He blinked in confusion. "Why this late?" Izaya fixed him with a glare, the anger wasn't directed at him. "You hit that wall pretty hard, he needs to check you over." Shizuo shook his head. "I'm fine, just drive us home." He was ignored completely.
"See, I told you I was fine." Getting undressed, the blond climbed into bed, next to his lover. "I should have sliced him." Moving closer, he gave Izaya a quick kiss. "I told you to put the knife away, he would've called the police on you." The flea opened his mouth, Shizuo cutting him off. "Don't give me that crap about how the police can't touch you. You're not stabbing my father."
"You can cry if you want." Izaya's arms were around his waist, hugging him close. "Shut up, I don't need to. I expected it." One arm stayed around his waist, the other came up, playing with his hair. "It's okay, Shizu-chan." His head was brought forward, tucked underneath, the flea's head. He cursed as the first tear fell, he hadn't known he wanted to cry. "Damn it, flea." His lover said nothing carrying on with what he was doing, fingers moving lazily through his dyed blond locks.
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