Family secrets
A/N:- Thank you for all the reviews. Back at work tomorrow. Onto the next chapter. Enjoy.
Damn the flea for understanding him so well. Nothing was hidden. Izaya knew him better than he knew himself. After another bowl of porridge, he had been driven to the office, once again taking the same journey. He was with Izaya again today and he had a feeling it would be that way, until the baby was born.
His lover had finished the morning announcement, while he had been in the toilet. Just when he had thought, he was feeling better today. Shizuo stood up slowly wondering if that would be it for the morning. He made it to the door, before he had to turn back around.
He felt better opening the door to the office, inhaling the coffee fragrance. Taking a seat on the sofa, he switched the laptop on, waiting for it to load. Glancing up he could see Izaya concentrating on his own screen. Was he actually working? Shaking his head, the blond looked at the CCTV. Still no Kadota.
"Shizu-chan, what do you think of this?" Shizuo watched his lover's brow furrow, deep in thought. "No not that one." Shrugging his shoulders, he entered the password, opening the programs he needed. "Izaya, do you want a coffee?" The flea shook his head. "I'll make them in a minute. Here have a look through these."
Full of confusion, he took a seat at Izaya's desk, his eyes widened as he looked at the screen. His lover had been looking for their new home. Shizuo sighed, he didn't know where to start. He was staring blankly at the screen, when his hot chocolate was set down in front of him. "See any you like?" He didn't have a clue.
He was pretty sure Izaya was on there all day, the printer actually being used for something. "Shizu-chan, what do you want for lunch?" The blond shook his head. "I'll make more choco-cheese. Go have ootoro, flea." His lover stared at him, making him sigh. "I'm fine, go have your lunch." Putting his laptop to the side, Shizuo walked around the desk, pressing his lips against Izaya's. "Go. I'll be asleep anyway."
"If you need anything, call me. I mean it protozoan." Shizuo waved him away, his lover still didn't seem to want to go. He let out a sigh of relief as the door closed. Izaya had done everything for him, to the point he was becoming worried, for his lover's health. Mr god complex had taken everything so easily. His breakdown, becoming a father, babysitting Aiko and the rapid decline in their sex lives. He wasn't going to deny him his favourite food as well. Izaya had given so much already, a little time apart would do them good. A curse left him as he stared at the CCTV. The flea was talking to his workmates. "Hurry up and go already."
Getting up, he licked his lips, heading to the small kitchen. He made three this time, bringing the plate back with him, to the sofa. The candle on the desk was lit, a tiny flame, melting the wax slowly. Trust Izaya to find a scented candle, with his craving. Shizuo smiled wondering what his lover would have done, if it had been the smell of petrol he liked.
The blond wiped his mouth, leaving the toilet. He really hoped it would stop soon. Laying down on the sofa, he covered himself with the blanket, closing his eyes. His stomach had been satisfied, even though he now felt empty. His favourite scent, wrapped around him, giving him comfort. It wasn't long before he fell into a restless sleep.
"I found it." He was awoken by the sound of Izaya's voice. Opening his eyes, he stayed where he was, looking over at his happy lover. "Found what?" A yawn escaped him, barely covered by his hand. "Ah, sorry Shizu-chan. Did I wake you?" Shrugging his shoulders he sat up. "What time is it?" His lover glanced down. "It's just gone three o'clock." Shit, he wasn't getting any work done. "What do you think of this one? It's still near here, Shinra's and the hospital." Ah, he was talking about their new home again. "Kitchen, living room, two bedrooms , two bathrooms, space for a guest room or a small office. What do you think?" Shizuo blinked. "Why do we need two bathrooms?"
"It says here, there's one upstairs, one downstairs." The blond nodded. "It sounds okay. Is it on the top floor?" His lover shook his head. "No, this one is a house. It's pretty close to my parents. I'll send them an email, so we can have a look. Shizuo nodded, reaching for the laptop, thinking twice and leaving it.
"Let's go, Shizu-chan," the blond sighed, everyone else on the CCTV was still working. "Go where?" Taking out his mobile, he looked at the time. "There's still an hour and a half left." His lover was already logging off. "It won't take long." Izaya took a piece of paper from the printer, folding it in half. "I'll be back in time for lock up."
He still didn't have a clue where they were going, Izaya glanced down at the piece of paper, looking left and right. "This way." Shizuo was pretty sure they were lost. He had memorised the directions to their home, TGOI and Artic. At first he thought the flea was going to his parent's house. Now he wasn't too sure.
He was still confused as Izaya parked the car. "We're here." Shaking his head, he un-clipped his seatbelt, climbing out of the car and followed his lover to a gate. "Izaya Orihara?" A small man in a suit, came up to them. "Yes, we're here to see the house." His eyes widened, hadn't he just sent that email? "If you'll follow me, I'll show you around." His fiancé shook his head, grinning.
"No, it's okay, if you'll let us in, we'd like to see for ourselves." The man seemed lost for words. Once again Izaya was getting his own way. For the first time, Shizuo looked up at the house, instantly falling in love. It seemed like a lot of care had gone into it. There was a drive where the flea could park his car and something about the place attracted him. "Shizu-chan. I have the keys." He felt sorry for the salesman.
Following Izaya up the path, he waited until the door was unlocked. It was much bigger than their apartment, but in a similar layout. The living room was first, the kitchen branching off, along with a small bedroom and a bathroom next to it, the two rooms connected by a door. In his mind he could place exactly where everything would go.
"Hm, lets check upstairs." The stairs ran straight up, going into the landing. The bedroom was a lot bigger than their current one, the same with the bathroom. The smaller space mentioned, was a lot bigger. "This is more than enough for an office. Well? Shizu-chan." He was in love. It must have shown on his face, Izaya took his hand leading him outside to the garden. This would be their home.
"Was everything to your satisfaction?" Shizuo shook his head, seeing his lover's smirk. He would probably tease the man and make him cry. He wasn't getting involved. The door clicked and he knew the flea had unlocked it for him. Good, he was getting tired again. Sliding into his seat, he closed the door, resting his head. The small trip had knackered him out.
His eyes flicked open, hearing the car door open and close, his lover climbing in. "Why do you look so happy?" He only got a shrug in reply. "Old habits. Do you want to take a look at any others?" Shizuo shook his head. "No, there's no need to." His reply made the flea's grin widen. "Good thing I got all the paper work then."
Just as he thought things couldn't get more hectic, he was proven wrong. Shizuo had been relaxing on the sofa, trying to make sense of the forms in front of him. Shaking his head, he handed them back to Izaya. "Just sign where I point. It's in both our names." He did as instructed, taking the cap of the pen. "Good, I'll hand it back tomorrow."
His lover sighed, taking his phone from his pocket. "Shiki-san, what can I do for you?" The flea barely managed to mask his irritation. "No, it's fine. I'll come and get him." Shizuo watched him carefully. "Something wrong?" Izaya shook his head. "Dotachin is drunk and refusing to go home. I have to pick him up." He got up from the sofa. "I'm coming too."
"Stay here." Ignoring his fiancé completely, he put his shoes on, already opening the door. "Come on, flea. You know why he's acting like that." Izaya cursed, clearly not happy. "Fine, you're staying in the car though." Like that would happen. Maybe now, he would have the chance to apologise and make everything right.
As soon as the car stopped, he knew that the flea might try something as stupid as locking him in. "Shizu-chan." Izaya caught up with him with ease. A familiar face, met them at the door. "Heiwajima-san, congratulations." Ah, so Izaya did tell him. "He's inside, passed out on the bar." His lover nodded. "Shizu-chan, stay there."
"He's right. This isn't a place for you in your current state." Shizuo nodded, he had tried to follow, only to be stopped by Shiki. It wasn't long before the door opened, his irritated lover, supporting a drunk Kadota. "Shizu-chan, open the car. Sorry about this, Shiki-san." Taking the keys, he unlocked the car, opening the back door.
Izaya let him drop down on the seat, pulling the seat belt across, his work mate's head lolled to the side, against the window, when the door closed. Shizuo climbed into the passenger side, glancing behind him. "The idiot is out cold." His lover didn't sound happy, already starting the car. "Too much hassle." it was what his lover replied, when he asked about taking Kadota home. Instead they were taking him back to their place and letting him sleep on the sofa. Between the two of them, they carried the drunken man to their apartment. Izaya opened the door, pushing it open and turning on the lights.
"I'll get some blankets, drop him on the sofa." Kicking the door closed, Shizuo took all of Kadota's weight, dragging him to the sofa. "Uhn." His work colleague moved, looking like he was about to wake up. "Kadota? You awake?" He didn't get a reply. He didn't drop him, like his lover told him to. Instead he lowered him down, taking off his shoes. "...ka."
The blond was taken by surprise, Kadota grabbing his arm and yanking him forward. "Oi, Kadota let go." The drunk rolled over, Shizuo groaned as he hit the floor, Kadota falling on top of him. "...Shizu...ka." He froze at the name. "Kadota get o-mmph." His eyes widened as the man kissed him and that knee definitely shouldn't be there.
"Shizu-chan, I got the blankets and I found some as-" his lover froze, not that he blamed him, Kadota was clingy, trying to force his tongue down his throat. His arms were pinned behind him, to stop his back hitting the floor. If looks good kill, his work mate would be a pile of ash. "Dotachin, get off of Shizu-chan now." The drunk showed no signs of hearing him.
Shizuo turned his head away, breaking the kiss, if you could call it that. "Shizu...ka..." He shook his head, at the sight of Izaya's knife, trying to get his hands free, the extra weight wasn't helping. Kadota yelped as he was yanked back by his hair, Izaya had a murderous look in his eye. "Oi, flea. Help me up." The blond sighed as his lover dropped Kadota, moving closer and holding out a hand. Izaya helped him onto the sofa, sitting beside him, eyes cold. Wiping a hand across his mouth, he moved over to the now fast asleep drunk. "Help me get him on the sofa." His lover stayed where he was. "Let him sleep outside."
"Izaya, he's not a dog." Mr god complex eventually got up, helping to drop Kadota on the sofa. Shizuo covered him with the blanket, avoiding that look, if he left him alone, no doubt Kadota would wake up with a few cuts. Switching off the light, he took Izaya's hand leading him upstairs. "Shizu-chan, you're tired."
Ignoring that, he pulled Izaya into the bedroom, closing their door behind him. Draping his arms around his lover, he brought him closer, their lips touching. His lover seemed to grasp what he wanted, flicking his tongue against his. Shizuo gave him entrance, moving back onto the bed. Their tongues entwining and wrapping around each other. He let Izaya explore every inch of him, neither one stopping.
He was quickly becoming breathless, but carried on anyway, just kissing, going no further, he didn't want to leave Izaya or himself frustrated. His lover nibbled on his lower lip and shit, it might have been a bad idea. The blond was left gasping, as they broke apart. "Go to sleep, Shizu-chan." Nodding his head, he rolled on to his side, barely getting under the covers, before he was out like a light.
Shizuo shot up the next morning, unsure of what had woken him. Izaya hadn't woken him up, so maybe it was to check Kadota hadn't been killed by his murderous lover. Or maybe it was the constant ringing of the doorbell, that hadn't stopped since he had opened his eyes. Getting out of bed, he realised he was wearing his pyjamas, he hadn't when he had crawled into bed. Making his way downstairs, he could see Izaya answering the door first. "How did you get this address?" So much for stress free. He could see Kadota still asleep on their sofa, before he turned to the new object of his lover's anger.
"I've come to see Shizuo." By that time he had made it to the bottom of the stairs, moving to stand beside Izaya. "Shizuo, can we talk?" His father had come to see him, not his wedding crazy mother. His father, who used to ignore him and stay away until he begged for forgiveness. "...yeah, come in." His lover looked shocked, not bothering to mask it. "Shizu-chan."
At that moment the figure on the sofa stirred. "I'll be fine, see to Kadota." Shizuo let his father in, closing the door. "Can we go somewhere private?" He could tell Izaya wasn't happy, but for the stubborn old man, to give up his pride and ask to talk to him. It had to be important. "Yeah, follow me." His father followed him up the stairs, he could feel Izaya watching them. Shizuo opened the bedroom door, letting him in. The thing with their bedroom, was that the new walls weren't very thick. If you were to lean against the wall, you could hear everything that was said. Their bedroom was far from soundproof.
Closing the door, Shizuo kept within arms length, in case things turned ugly. "I don't blame you for not trusting me. I'm sorry I hit you." Wow, this was, just wow, his father had never apologised. "Don't worry, I haven't given Namiko your address, I'm here by myself. Since you've chosen the path of a woman, we need to talk. "Dad, I haven-"
"Shizuo, let me talk." His father didn't sound angry, he just stayed sitting on the bed. "Your child will most likely be fine. You don't need any tests." What? What did that mean? "Intersex does go through the family, but not on your mother's side." At that point, Shizuo sat down, no longer having the strength to stand. "It runs through my side of the family. Your great grandfather had it, your grandfather had it and I was born the same way." The blond's mouth dropped open. "It seems to skip every now and then. Kasuka is normal, your child will be as well. Any grandchildren, I'm not too sure." Shizuo caught the book, thrown to him.
"In there is our family tree, it's been marked with who was born intersex. This is the first time I've seen you speechless." He shook his head trying to figure out what hell was happening. "Your mother doesn't know. My father had me surgically closed, so she doesn't need to know. If this is your choice, then I wish you the best." Shizuo stood the same time as his father. "Dad I -" the older man shook his head. "I lost the right to be your father a long time ago. I didn't want you going through what I had to." He realised how damaged his father really was, when the hand on his shoulder shook. "I'm sorry, Shizuo." He stayed where he was unable to move. As soon as the door opened he could hear Kadota throwing up. "Orihara-san, take good care of him."
Once his father was out of the room, his knees gave way, unable to stand. The blond stayed like that, staring at the book he had been given. He heard footsteps behind him, a comforting hand resting on his shoulder. "Shizu-chan." Reaching up, he took that gentle hand in his own. "You heard everything?" Izaya nodded.
"Dotachin is awake, he doesn't remember anything other than the bar. You two should talk." His lover helped him up, not once did he let go of that book. He couldn't look at it just yet and right now he didn't feel like speaking to Kadota. Another decision taken out of his hands. He heard the chain flush, his workmate finally finished. At the same time his stomach decided to wake up. "Kadota get out of the way." Not exactly the first words to say to someone you want to make up with.
"Uh, Shizuo? Are you okay?" Getting up, he rinsed his mouth. "Morning sickness. How's your hangover?" Shouldn't it be more awkward? "Izaya gave me some aspirin. Sorry about this. And the whole walking away thing. It was a shock. The whole Shizuka thing, not that I'm in love with you or anything." Shizuo tapped him lightly on the head. "Don't worry about it. Are you coming into work today? Your boss is standing outside."
He smiled as Kadota paled. "Good question. Well Dotachin?" Izaya was leaning against the door frame, hell that look made him shiver. "Ah, I'll be in today. Sorry for being absent." His lover nodded, moving closer. "Good, one last thing Dotachin. If you somehow develop feelings for Shizu-chan..." Izaya left the words hanging. "When you're finished, come down for breakfast." Shizuo shook his head, not surprised at the flea's actions. "Shizuo, do you have a suit I can borrow?" The blond nodded. "He loves you a lot huh?" Kadota looked terrified. "Come on, I'll find a suit for you." His work mate stopped, face growing paler if possible. "I just remembered, I had a go at Vorona yesterday. Is she going to be angry?" Shizuo nodded, a small laugh escaping him. "Make sure you grovel." The poor man had no idea, what was coming.
"That bad?" The blond nodded. "The last guy she dated, cheated on her. He's not getting out of the hospital any time soon." Kadota followed him into the bedroom. "Does she know about you?" He shook his head, digging out one of his suits. "I think she's guessed, or Shiki might have told her. It might be a big give away, if she sees me pregnant." His workmate bent down, picking something up. "I didn't think you read."
Shizuo snatched it from his hands, holding it to his chest. "Sorry, this is..." Kadota shook his head. "Don't worry about it. I should have said before, congratulations. Its a good thing seeing you so happy." He said nothing, knowing that apart from a chosen few, no one else knew about his break down. "Here this should fit you." It was one of his old ones, that was too big for him. He didn't look as his hungover work colleague stripped.
"I'll see you downstairs." Kadota nodded. Leaving the room, he met Izaya in the kitchen, holding onto the book. "Sit down, Shizu-chan." He noticed the extra plate set out for Kadota. It looked like his lover had calmed down. "I got it wrong." He hadn't opened the book yet, just continued to stare at the blank cover. "You weren't to know. Forget about it protozoan. Your father made his choice and you made yours." Shizuo nodded, but he knew things were different. Not only did he have the chance to make up with Kadota, he could risk being on better terms with his father.
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