Eight weeks
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"Shizu-chan, it's time to go." The blond groaned, rolling out of bed, heading straight for the toilet. His morning sickness had worsened the past week, meaning he spent most of his time bent over the toilet bowl. It was ridiculous. He had morning sickness, so why was it there morning, afternoon, evening and even night time now? Izaya was waiting patiently for him, but he knew he would be a while. Along with his morning sickness, he found that he was becoming hungrier, to the point he would eat anything Izaya cooked, along with his choco-cheese snacks. "Shizu-chan, are you done?" The blond moved as slowly as he could, but it did no good. "Ugh, no."
About an hour later, he made it out of the building, barely getting into Izaya's car, before he found himself crouched down on the pavement. Glancing up, he could see crimson eyes watching him with concern. "I'm alright." Wiping his mouth, he climbed into the car, hoping that was it for this morning. They only made it down the road. "Flea, stop the car."
They finally made it, knocking on Shinra's door. The happy doctor answered, singing about Celty. "Izaya, Shizuo. You're late. Shizuo you don't look so good." The blond covered his mouth. "Bathroom." Shinra pointed the way and he ran. At some point today, they might actually get the scan done. After rinsing his mouth, he finally stepped outside the bathroom. "Izaya." His lover handed him the bag, Shizuo took out his choco-cheeses, eating them one after another, while he followed Shinra. "I see the morning sickness has gotten worse." The blond nodded, a mouthful of biscuit. "And you've gotten hungrier?" He gave another nod.
"Okay, Shizuo, if you can lay down." He looked at the computer screens beside the bed, before laying down. He watched warily as Shinra put on rubber gloves, lifting his top up. "Is this going to hurt?" He didn't know what to expect. "No, relax." His hands were clenched beside him. "Shizu-chan, calm down." Shinra picked up a bottle, squirting whatever was in it, over his stomach. It was cold. Shizuo looked up, seeing the doctor with something in his hand. He glanced at Izaya, but his lover wasn't looking at him, he was concentrating on the screen beside the bed, the one that he couldn't see.
Shinra was keeping an eye on it too, moving the device across his belly. "I know what I'm doing, Shizuo. I took care of Celty's pregnancy." The blond nodded, laying back, instead looking up at the ceiling. The jelly was warm now, the device moving with ease. "Everything okay? Shinra." He let his lover ask the questions. "I'm just checking the measurements and then I'll be done." The device was taken away, Shinra concentrating on the computer screen. "Everything is normal, your baby is growing healthy. Shizuo you can get up now."
Taking the tissues, he wiped the gunk from his stomach, pulling his top back down. He glanced over to see Shinra crouched down, a strip of paper in his hand. "Here you go, the first scan of your baby." Shizuo took the strip, looking at the top one. It was a grainy picture, but he could make out the small image. "Shizuo? Are you feeling okay?" The blond nodded, unable to take his eyes from the picture. His baby. "Have you got any scissors? I want to give one to Celty." Shinra's initial shocked expression, turned to one of relief. "Yeah, I have some. Izaya you have a steadier hand." His friend was still worried about him, taking the strip away.
"Your baby has a strong heart beat, so it should be okay. You'll need to come back for another scan in eight weeks, I'll be able to tell you the gender then, if you want to know." Shizuo nodded, trying to take everything in. "The symptoms you're having should pass in a few weeks, if they don't call me. I have some leaflets, you should look into. I think you and Izaya should attend birthing classes."
"It won't be until you're at least seven months, but you should start thinking about it." He knew as soon as he saw the women on the front, he wouldn't be going. Men didn't get pregnant, even though it was a normal pregnancy for him, for everyone else, he was abnormal. "Shizu-chan." His lover handed him a small envelope, with the neatly cut scans. Taking one out, he handed it to Shinra. "Give this to Celty." Handing the rest to Izaya, he ran for the bathroom. Damn it, this was unfair. "Shizuo, I have a few things you can try, to help with the morning sickness." The blond clenched his fist. Why couldn't he say that before?
"Shizu-chan, I have to go out for a while." Shizuo nodded, groaning as he rolled onto the bed, he felt horrible. His lover placed a kiss on his forehead. "Rest, I'll leave some food on the bedside table." He nodded again, feeling nauseous. "Anything you want?" He shook his head. "No, see you later." Closing his eyes, he felt slightly better.
Shizuo blinked, feeling a cool hand against his forehead? It was comforting. Opening his eyes, he looked up, a warm smile directed at him. "Mum?" Shaking himself awake, he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Ah, Kyouko. Sorry." The woman smiled. "It's no problem, I will be your mother in law at some point in the future." It made him smile. "Why are you here?"
"Izaya called me, he's finally decided to accept my experience." Ah, Shizuo attempted to sit up, his stomach twisting. Getting out of bed, he ran for the toilet. Where was that leaflet, Shinra gave him? Izaya had it last, so he might have taken it. Ugh, he needed it to stop. Pulling himself up, he flushed the chain, grabbing the plastic cup on the sink to wash his mouth out.
"Get back into bed, you need your rest." Climbing into bed, he forced himself to roll over. "Don't worry, it'll end soon. The suffering is worth it, dear. The moment you first hold your baby, will be the most precious memory in your life." Shizuo reached over, grabbing the envelope. Taking one of the scans out, he handed it to Kyouko.
"Thank you, your first scan. Another eight weeks and you'll have another." He liked Kyouko, while he was learning to become a mother, he was being shown what it was like to have one. "I brought some peppermint with me, it might help with the morning sickness, it helped when I had the twins. And I got some cocoa butter for you, it should help prevent stretch marks."
Shizuo nodded, his nose twitching as he picked up a coffee scent. "Izaya asked me to light a candle, he said you like the scent. Cravings?" He nodded again. "Yeah, will they go away too?" Kyouko laughed. "Once the baby is born. You know with Izaya, I craved ootoro. It was all I could eat. I thought it might be fault he's addicted." The blond smiled at the thought. "I'm guessing yours is this?" She held up a plate, knowing Izaya had made them for him. "Yeah, chocolate and cheese." Taking the plate, he bit into one. "Where's Izaya gone?" The flea would never leave him alone, so he must be up to something. "He didn't tell you? Honestly that boy. He's gone to the shops to pick up some-things to help with the morning sickness."
"And then, he's going with Shirou to see your new house. You'll be staying with us, while everything is moved. Knowing Izaya, it will only be a couple of days." Shizuo sat in silence, eating his snack. He could help with the move, he could lift everything with ease. "Leave everything to Izaya, dear." The blond laughed, he couldn't help it. He had grown up wishing he didn't have his strength and now that he wanted to use it, he wasn't allowed.
"I know how you feel, I had to rely on Shirou to do everything. He didn't even let me cook." Kyouko smiled and it was similar to the one Izaya gave him. "To pass the time, why don't we look through those photo albums." She was definitely Izaya's mother. "I made sure to bring the embarrassing ones." He felt better already.
The look on his lover's face was priceless, when he walked through the door. "Mum, what are you doing?" He and Kyouko were sitting on the bed, several photo albums lay open on the bed. "I'm keeping, Shizuo company." The blond was sitting cross legged, the album open on his lap. He looked down at the picture of Izaya, with a red dummy in his mouth. "Shizu-chan!" He smiled lifting the album away as Izaya reached it.
The flea fell in his lap, although he was sure it was deliberate. "Hand it over." Sticking his tongue out, he held it out of reach. His lover smirked, climbing onto him, kissing him. "Shizu-chan." Shit. He was saved by a click. Glancing over he could see Kyouko holding her phone up. "Mum, did you just take a picture?" Izaya's mother smirked, putting the phone away.
His fiancé was sulking. They were in the car. In the boot there was a bag of what he would need for the next few days, along with the things Kyouko had brought, with her when she visited. She was sitting in the back seat, while Shizuo stayed in the passenger side. They were on the way to Kyouko's house, where he would be staying. His lover hadn't managed to get the phone, so he was left with the knowledge his mother had a photo of them kissing.
"I'll go get Shirou." Shizuo nodded, watching her go. Climbing out of the car, he went around to open the boot. "Shizu-chan, leave it." Izaya took out his bag, slinging the strap over his shoulder. He was stronger than he looked. Glancing at the albums, he closed the boot, locking the car. "Come on." The blond followed him into the house, the flea dropping his bag, when they reached the guest room.
"By Monday, we should be in our new house. I'll see you soon, Shizu-chan." The blond nodded, wrapping his arms around his lover. "Wait!" He let go, disappointed. Izaya closed the door. "That's better. Don't want her coming in." Shizuo nodded, trying again, their lips touching. "I got some more candles and bits for you. Give my mum hell if you can."
Following Izaya back downstairs he watched as Kyouko followed him, demanding he open the car. She came back happy, her photo albums in her arms. Izaya waved, getting into the car, Shirou taking his space. The blond waved back, watching until the car drove out of sight.
"Sit down dear, I'll make you some hot chocolate." He nodded, pushing the door open to the living room. "Shizu-nii!" Smiling at the two girls, he took a seat on the sofa. Kururi smiled up at him, waving a mobile phone. "...Brought...mum..." The twins took a seat next to him, Mairu to his left, Kururi to his right. "When will we see Yuhei again?"
Kyouko set his hot chocolate down in front of him. "Thanks." Lifting the cup, he blew on it before taking a sip. "Everything okay?" He nodded, although he did feel down, Izaya had been gone less than ten minutes, it was pathetic. "I'm going to unpack." Leaving the mug on the table, he returned to the guest room, stopping off at the bathroom.
Sitting on the bed, he unzipped the bag, taking out his clothes. There was more than enough space in the empty wardrobe. Then there was more of his snacks and candles, which he put to one side, along with the ingredients. There was another carrier bag, containing the leaflet Shinra had given him.
Izaya had gone through the list, ticking things off. Opening the bag, he went through it seeing what could stop his morning sickness. There was a packet of plain crackers, a bag of peppermints, three boxes of tea, Mint, chamomile and peppermint. Aromatherapy oils and a bottle of vitamins. Most of everything on the leaflet had been ticked.
Shizuo took out the last item, the envelope full of their baby scans. Taking out the grainy age, he stared at it and then down at his stomach. Shinra had said their child was healthy. He had ignored it, but there was one item left in the bag, the book his father had given him. It still hadn't been opened. The blond unwrapped one of the candles, setting it on the table. "Shizuo, dear. Do you have everything you need?" Kyouko stood by the door. "Do you have a lighter and something to put the candle on?" The kind woman smiled, taking out a lighter from her pocket. "Confiscated from Shirou. I'll get you something."
She returned with a candle holder, handing it over, along with the lighter. "I'll take these down for you." Her smile widened as she saw, the crossed out leaflet. "Hm, he really loves you." Shizuo felt his face heat up. Placing the candle in the holder, he flicked the lighter, holding the small flame. It wasn't long before, the comforting scent of coffee filled the room.
"Shizu-nii." Looking away from the picture, he glanced at the door. "...dinner..." Shizuo nodded, laying the photos to one side. He followed Kururi down the stairs and into the kitchen. "It's on the table." Nodding his thanks, he went to the table, taking a seat. His stomach grumbled, signalling that he was hungry. Then again he was always hungry lately, he couldn't seem to stop eating.
His dinner was gone within minutes, his morning sickness kicking in less than five minutes after, forcing him to return to the bedroom. It was a tiring routine and he would be glad when it was all over. The two girls hovered outside the bathroom, checking if he was okay.
The twins were sent to bed, while he had a shower, knowing his lover would be pissed if he had a bath himself. Getting dressed into his pyjamas, he finally left the bathroom. Kyouko tried to get him to drink peppermint tea, which he reluctantly tried and knew he would never touch the stuff again. Still he tried nibbling on the crackers to see if that would work.
The bed felt much too big for him, making it difficult for him to settle down, under the covers. He knew why though, since he had discovered he was pregnant, he had never been alone and now he was. Shizuo closed his eyes, but it made no difference, he was still awake. It left him wondering whether on not he would be getting any asleep at all.
He was still awake when the door creaked open, Kyouko checking up on him. He heard a sharp exhale and knew the candle had been blown out, getting rid of his last comfort in the empty room. The blond continued pretending to sleep, not moving as a gentle hand ran through his hair. "Good night, Shizuo." The footsteps retreated, the door closing shut with a click.
His phone was on the bedside table, the screen lighting up, telling him he had a call. Snatching it up quickly, his eyes barely picked up Izaya's name, before he was pressing accept, the phone against his ear. He was met with a sigh on the other end. You should be asleep, Shizu-chan. Hearing that voice made everything better.
"I'm not tired." Yet another sigh. Liar, go to sleep Protozoan. I miss you. The words tried to leave his lips, he didn't let them pass, not wanting to sound weak. Is my mother taking care of you? Shizuo nodded, then remembered Izaya couldn't see him. "Yeah, the girls are keeping me company too. How's the moving going?"
The blond kept his voice low, not wanting to alert the rest of the house, he was awake. The decorators left this morning. The movers van should be here tomorrow. Shizuo lay back against the pillow, holding the phone against his ear. Did you try any of those teas? "The peppermint one. It was disgusting."
He could listen to that laugh all night. Such a child, Shizu-chan. You don't like anything without a ton of sugar. Oh and Shizu-chan. I miss you too. He felt his face heating up. "I never said anything like that." Another laugh. Hm? Are you sure? Shizu-chan? The blond let the phone drop from his hand, finally falling asleep.
Shizuo opened his eyes, turning his head and hitting something. Reaching up, he took the phone in his hand, blushing as he remembered the conversation last night. How long had his lover remained on the phone, listening to him sleep? A knock on the door made him jump. "Shizuo? Do you want anything to eat?" Ah, it was only Kyouko.
As he sat up, his stomach twinged, the crackers being no help whatsoever. Rubbing a hand through his hair, he moved slowly, getting off of the bed, before breaking into a run, dodging both Kyouko and the girls. As he closed the door, he could hear murmured voices, but his attention was elsewhere. As it had turned out, he had slept through the morning, waking up just before lunch. Mairu and Kururi smiled as he finally left the bathroom. Now all he had to do, was get through the rest of the day and then... Shaking his head, he followed the twins downstairs.
It was just after one o'clock, when the bedroom door creaked open. Shizuo raised his head, rubbing his eyes, as he peeked above the covers. It was pitch black, he was barely able to see anything. "Kyouko?" He didn't get an answer. The footsteps moved closer, the bed dipping.
The blond was on full alert, slim arms wrapped around him, he relaxed knowing exactly who it was, the familiar scent washed over him, making him shiver. His arms draped over his lover's shoulders, the fur trim on his jacket, brushing against his arm. "Shizu-chan." His breath hitched, fingers reaching in the dark, running them through Izaya's hair.
His fiancé was back, it was about time. "Izaya." Letting his fingers drop, he wrapped his arms around his lover, pulling him closer. Izaya hadn't taken his jacket off. "Shizu-chan." He felt something warm again his lips, instantly kissing back. There was more rustling, the sound of something falling to the floor.
Shizuo shifted further under the covers, pulling them back to let Izaya crawl in next to him. "Ne, Shizu-chan. Did you miss me?" He was glad Izaya couldn't see his face. "Shizu-chan, don't ignore me." The blond shivered at the tone, his lover's arms around him, legs entwined. "Shut up." He smiled, pulling the covers higher.
Shizuo woke to the strong scent of coffee, the bed warm, too warm, Izaya pressed against him. "Good morning, Shizu-chan." Damn he knew he was awake. "Stop that. I can't, flea." His body couldn't keep up at the moment. His lover's hands ran along his side. "I know. Wait until we're in our new house. There's something I want to try." Oddly enough they were left alone, until both of them were ready to get up. Shizuo sighed, climbing over Izaya. "Morning sickness?" He didn't bother with an answer, praying there was no one in the bathroom. Luckily it was empty. How many weeks did Shinra say, until it stopped?
Kyouko forced them to stay for breakfast, refusing to let him out of the house, until he had food intake. "What were you thinking? Working all night. You should take your time." Shizuo said nothing, glad that Mr god complex, had pulled an all nighter. Not that he would say that aloud. He had gotten used to Izaya, constantly being by his side.
It was goodbye again. Shizuo hugged them all, shaking Shirou's hand. He waved, following his lover down the path. "Did you really get everything done?" Izaya gave him a disbelieving look. "You didn't think I could? I'm hurt." But the glint in those eyes, said something else and if he wasn't pregnant, he knew exactly how things would end.
Shizuo tried and failed to memorise the way to their new home. The different streets confused him. In the end he gave up, settling for leaning against the window, staring up at the sky, trying to get past the wave of dizziness. He didn't want to have to tell Izaya to stop. The car parked smoothly on their new drive, Shizuo had his head between his legs, eyes closed as yet another bout of nausea hit him. It was his lover that stayed in the car with him, lightly rubbing his back. Opening the door, he undid his seat belt, moving as slow as possible, gripping the car roof as he stood. Damn it! He didn't want their first memory, him being sick.
Finally the feeling dulled, letting him walk towards their new home. At the front of the house was their names, a small ache in his chest, showed his disappointment, seeing two names instead of one. Izaya took his hand, leading him into the house. "Shizu-chan, here these are your set." Taking the keys, he slipped them in his pocket.
Shizuo could see the changes straight away. There was a familiar sense, making their new house feel like home. The walls were a warm colour. All of their things had been moved in. The living room was a duplicate of their old apartment, just bigger. Everything in the kitchen was new. The dishwasher, washing machine and cooker, were waiting to be used. How much had the flea spent?
Opening the cupboards, he could see Izaya had been shopping, on the middle shelf were his bits, along with different teas, he wouldn't be touching. He had noticed on the way in, that there were photo frames up, holding generic pictures of buildings or animals. His lover's arms snaked around his waist. "Those are just temporary, until we have our own pictures."
The blond smiled at that, turning his head to kiss Izaya. "Lets check the bedroom." His lover groaned. "That's cruel, Shizu-chan." The upstairs bedroom was empty, along with the bathroom. "For the time being, we'll be using the downstairs." He nodded, following his lover into the new office. The desk sat in the corner, a computer already connected. A long sofa ran along the wall, cutting off in the corner. Other than that the room was empty.
He had managed to see the entire house, his stomach flipped, clutching his stomach, he tried to keep it in. "Protozoan, go use the bathroom." Shit, turning around he ran to the bathroom, collapsing on his knees. "You made it worse." The blond nodded miserably in agreement, losing his breakfast.
Izaya stayed by his side, handing him the mouthwash, when he was finally done. "Feeling better?" Rinsing his mouth, he returned the bottle to the small cabinet. He caught his reflection in the full length mirror. Shizuo felt the temptation to lift his shirt and check his stomach. Ignoring it he opened the door to their bedroom.
"Shizu-chan, do you remember what I told you?" That tone made him shiver. "Lay down on the bed." The blond stared at him blankly. "What?" His lover grinned. "Strip and get on the bed." His lover's arms wrapped around him, undoing the last button and working his way up. "Flea!" Shizuo sighed, sitting on the edge bed, his shirt laying on the floor. He watched as small candles were placed on the window sill and on the bedside tables. "What are you up to?" A splayed hand pressed against his chest, his lover pushing him back against the sheets. "I am going to help you relax."
The blond shook his head. "Nothing else has worked, I'll rest for a bit." Mr god complex wasn't taking no for an answer. "Roll over, Shizu-chan." Letting out a sigh, he lay on his stomach, feeling the bed dip. There was something in the room, probably more of those scented candles, already he felt sleepy.
His arms were folded above his head, head tilted to the side. His eyes closed, barely moving when his lover straddled his hips. Shizuo's eyes snapped open, hearing the flick of a cap. "Izaya." The flea shushed him, hands moving against his back. A sigh of pure bliss left him, feeling those thumbs work his shoulders. He had no idea why he was feeling so relaxed.
"Better?" He gave a slow nod, ready to fall asleep at any time. Whatever the flea was doing was working a treat. At first he thought Izaya was going to try and have sex with him, once again he found himself pleasantly surprised. His lover kneeded and rolled his back, until he was pain free. Going by how big Celty had gotten, they wouldn't be able to do it again. Which was a shame since it felt so damn good.
"Ne, you're so tense, Shizu-chan. Try and relax." He was relaxed. Shizuo sighed again, the tenseness in his lower back was fading, underneath Izaya's warm hands. He felt the weight shift, the flea no longer straddling him. "Roll onto your back, for me." A shiver ran through him, his lover speaking right against his ear. Ugh, he didn't want to move.
The blond did it anyway, readjusting himself. Izaya hopped back over, straddling his waist. "It's been a while since we were last like this." Shit! He could already feel himself becoming aroused. The cap was flipped open again, the contents smeared over his chest. Like this he could see all of his lover, at the same time, Izaya could see all of him.
That look in those crimson eyes was anything but innocent, sending a jolt of arousal through his body. Damn it. He was sure his lover could feel his cock jump, since he was sitting on it. Izaya said nothing, working on the front of his body, massaging all his stress away, not that he had noticed. Those magic hands were working wonders, Shizuo hissed as one of his nipples were brushed. "Ah, sorry." He could feel those crimson eyes watching him, keeping his eyes closed, he tried to enjoy the sensations, anticipation ran through him, the flea's thumbs brushing against the waist band of his boxers.
It changed to disappointment as they moved away, gently working at his stomach. "Don't tease." Opening his eyes, he glared up at his lover. "Hm? What do you mean? Shizu-chan." Slim fingers danced over his skin, moving lower and lower, before moving back up. With a smirk of his own, he rolled his hips, his arousal grinding into his lover.
The smirk Izaya gave him was predatory, sending slivers of lust through him. "It looks like you enjoyed your massage." His body shuddered, a gasp escaping him, as Izaya ground down on him, hands splayed on his shoulders, dipping his head low, and licking along his neck. "Izaya!"
His voice came out breathless, trying to move into the touch. "Don't. The oil..." His lover continued to lick and nip at his throat. "Are you worried? Don't worry its edible." Which meant he planned this. Not that he was complaining. Sly hands ran down his sides, tickling his skin. More he wanted more. Needed it. Shizuo turned his head, Izaya licking along the shell of his ear.
It seemed his lover wanted to drag things out. His stomach grumbled loudly, making him blush more than he already was. "You're hungry?" The flea stopped what he was doing, climbing off of him and the bed. Damn it, just when things were getting good. His head dropped back down, feeling irritated with himself.
"Shizu-chan, here." Taking the snack, he popped it into his mouth. "Now where were we?" Shizuo grinned, quickly swallowing, his arms around Izaya. His lover grinned back, settling back down on his legs. Nimble fingers found their way back to his boxers, dipping underneath. The blond nearly came there and then. The sexual frustration getting to both of them.
Izaya's slender fingers wrapped around his hardened cock, gently moving his fingers. "Izaya!" There was no telling when his morning sickness would kick in. His own hands fiddled with his lover's pants, feeling the tent press against him. The flea climbed off of him, stripping down to his boxers. They lay next to each other, the lust in those crimson eyes was evident and he had no doubt they mirrored his own.
His hand reached into his lover's boxers, sly fingers touching his own. For the time being his stomach was settled. Shifting forward, he wrapped his fingers around Izaya's need, keeping his grip light. He moved his fist in small movements, his rhythm messing up, when his lover did the same to him. "That's cheating."
He received a smirk in response, an innocent massage had turned into a sexual game. As much as he wanted to give in to his body's wishes, he wasn't strong enough at the moment. He was weak, fragile and nauseous. Words he would never have used to describe himself before. His body arched, as he came, his stomach stirring unpleasantly. He managed to hold back, seeing his lover cum. That was his limit, wiping his hands, Shizuo ran to the bathroom next door. Once he was feeling better, he would make it up to Izaya.
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