Baby shower

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"No." His lover blinked, clinging to his arm. "It's my house." Shizuo shook his head, seeing Izaya and Kyouko glaring at each other. "It's Shizuo's baby shower, you can't be here." Crimson eyes narrowed. "I'll be upstairs in my office." Izaya's mother shook her head. "I said no." There was less than an hour before everyone started turning up.

He should have known, Mr god complex wouldn't leave him alone. Kyouko had turned up to find Izaya still there. "Your father needs to see you anyway." The two were both trying to get their own way. Resting a hand on his lover's shoulder, he broke away from the grip. "I'll be fine Izaya. I'll call you if anything happens."

With two against one, Izaya was made to leave. His lover hadn't been happy at all. Kyouko grinned, walking away to start preparations. "Shizu-chan." Slim arms wrapped around his neck, Izaya standing next to him. Turning his head to the side, he pressed their lips together. It was awkward but they were finding other ways to become closer.

Moving his own arms, they stood side by side, lips joined. Tilting his head, he tried to find a better position, licking at Izaya's lips. His eyes slipped shut feeling an overly familiar wet muscle pushing into his mouth. Letting out a groan, he moved his own tongue, curling it around his lover's. already he could feel his knees weaken. His grip tightened, small moans leaving both of them, Shizuo didn't want to pull away, he didn't want Izaya to go.

Even so, time was up. Breaking apart, both of them were breathing hard, small beads of saliva at the corner of their mouths. "I'll see you later, Shizu-chan." Nodding wordlessly, he watched his lover leave. His hand held the edge of the door, fingers tapping nervously against the wood. Taking a deep breath and lowering his head , he slowly pushed the door closed.

This was it. Turning away, Shizuo trudged back to living room, where Kyouko was currently working away. "Shizuo dear, go and rest. I'll wake you when I'm ready." That sharp look gave him no room for excuses. Resting his hands on his pregnant belly, he waddled back into the bedroom. Moving slowly, Shizuo pulled himself up onto the bed, rolling on to his back. He could leave everything to Kyouko.

"Shizuo, are you awake?" Gently pushing himself up, he looked at the woman in the doorway. "Yeah." Lately he had been a light sleeper. Slowly getting off of the bed, his movements dragged as he made his way out of the room. His mouth dropped open. How long had he been asleep? The room had been rearranged, the sofa was there for him to sit on, while the rest of the floor was covered in blue and white cushions, placed in a circle.

A blue and white throw had been placed over the sofa. Similar coloured banners ran across the room. Congratulations. The balloons spiralled down at each corner, each one saying the same thing. The table had been moved to the side, several plates full of cakes and other finger foods were set on top, along with children's blocks spelling out baby, shower. To the right, there was a pine cot, a blue bow stuck to the thicker wood.

Turning to face the grinning woman, Shizuo wrapped his arms around her loosely. "Thank you." Slim fingers patted his shoulder. "Nonsense dear, you deserve the best. The cot is from me and Shirou." Taking his phone out, he snapped a photo, so he could show Izaya later. He couldn't have asked for a better family. A knock at the door made his breath hitch. Here it goes.

Everyone arrived at different times. It was Takara and Karisawa that turned up together, shopping bags in hand. Both of them took his hand. "Shizu-Shizu, we're here." Both women took a seat closest to the sofa. After that it was the other four he had invited from TGOI. They took a seat on the opposite side. "Shizuo, sit down. I'll let everyone in."

The next ones in were Anri and Vorona. They didn't look surprised seeing his swollen belly. "Um, It's good to see you again, Heiwajima-san." At least she got his name right. "It's Shizuo. Hi Vorona." The blonde was playing with her hair, staring at him, icy blue eyes fixed on him. "Before exchanging pleasantries, I conclude that you are Shizuka-sempai. Correct?" Ah, he missed the way Vorona spoke.

"Yeah, sorry I didn't tell you. I'm Shizuo Heiwajima." Everyone in the room was staring at the two of them. "Forgiven. I have confidence we can carry on in the usual manner. Congratulations, Shizuo-sempai." Vorona took a seat, with Kyouko taking a seat next to her. That left one seat empty. She hadn't turned up. Honestly he couldn't tell how he felt about it. He had worried about it and now she hadn't even been bothered to turn up.

Shaking his head, he met Kyouko's gaze. It had been her choice, nothing to do with him. "Thanks for coming. I should introduce you all. Takara, Karisawa, Anri, Vorona, Kyouko, Ayame, Hinata, Hirumi and Karin. Most of you know me from TGOI, Anri and Vorona knew me from where I used to work. And Kyouko is my future mother in law." That bit of news caught everyone's attention. "At the moment I'm thirty four weeks pregnant. I was getting depressed, so this baby shower has been arranged."

Lifting his head, he saw everyone smiling at him. "Shizu-Shizu, I'm first." He had pretty much expected that. Taking the bag he saw several wrapped presents in white and silver paper. "You only had to get me one." Erika grinned, hands in her lap. "I know, but once I started, I couldn't stop." She was practically bouncing in her seat. He could always count on Karisawa to cheer him up or drive him nuts.

Ripping open the paper he pulled out, the first present. It was a small teddy bear, with a blue bow tie. It was oddly normal. "Thanks Erika." Putting the little bear to one side, he covered his ears to block out the squealing. "And the rest. Open them." Her happiness was contagious, the next present contained a set of bibs. The cardboard label had a colourful image, which he recognised from one of the manga Karisawa kept in the office.

A thin orange border ran around the edge of the first. A black swirl in the shape of a leaf. Either way she had put a lot of thought into it. The next was a set of dummies, along with more baby toys and baby grows. The final one confused him, it full of bath lotions and other relaxing essentials. "That one is for you." His smile dropped as the door bell rang. Shit!

It could be Izaya trying to check up on him, or it could be...her. Swallowing thickly he almost dropped the gift in his hand. "I'll get it." The happy atmosphere had cracked, everyone sending his distress. He waited anxiously as Kyouko opened the door. "Shizuka dear, sorry I'm late." No. Shizuo could already tell it had been a bad idea to invite her.

His mother bustled into the room, carrying multiple bags, while she gazed around the room. Handing him all of the bags, she took a seat next to him on the sofa. "It's good to see you again, I was wondering when you would call me again. Have you brought anything for the baby yet?" Shizuo groaned opening his mouth.

"You're leaving it a bit late, as usual. It's lucky I'm here." Already she had taken over, dumping his presents from Karisawa on the floor. "Heiwajima-san, you're supposed to sit on the floor." Luckily Kyouko was taking charge. "Nonsense, I'm her mother." Her. She still referred to him as a girl. Everyone had gone silent. "Shizuo, do you want to go and rest?" His future mother in law was giving him a way out.

"Shizuka is fine. Sit down dear, we have a lot to get through." Kyouko shook her head. "And you, who are you?" His mother had caught the look. "Kyouko Orihara." Shizuo looked away as his mother's smile dropped. "You? You're the one poisoning my daughter against me." He looked up, blinking as Kyouko crossed the short distance, raising her palm. Everyone stared in shock at the loud noise. His mother had just been slapped.

"Shizuo, carry on. I need to talk to your mother." Izaya's mother pulled her from the sofa, dragging her from the room. Silence filled the room, no one saying a word. That was until a loud squeal pierced the tense air. "Shizu-Shizu, that was great. Did Iza-Iza tell her to do that?" Shaking his head, he forced a smile. "Probably not." Takara handed him a gift basket, inside was a couple of teddy bears, a folded blanket and other bits. Since it was wrapped with tinted blue packaging, he couldn't see that well.

"Thanks Takara." His other gifts were another gift basket, this one everything was white, a baby mobile of stars to go on the cot and a collection of photo albums. There were five of them in total, white with blue ribbon. One for each year of his baby's life. "Thanks everyone. The presents are great." There was still no sign of his mother or Kyouko.

Keeping his presents to one side, Shizuo glanced over at the foot on the table. Hinata caught his gaze. "Oh food." The rest of the women got up, hovering around the table. Karisawa handed him a white cupcake, in a blue case, on top there was a small teddy bear. Picking up the icing, he quickly popped it into his mouth. In his head he could hear Izaya complaining how bad it was for him.

"Wow, these are really well made." He had to hand it to his future mother in law, everything was amazing. A small kick from his tummy made him wince. He had hoped to get through everything, without his pregnancy symptoms cutting in. Slowly lifting himself from the sofa, Shizuo groaned, waddling to the bathroom.

When he came out, things were as he had left them. Everyone was choosing snacks and there was no sign of Kyouko or his mother. Before going back to the sofa, Shizuo paused looking at where the two women had gone. Maybe he should check on them. "Shizu-Shizu, come and sit down." Forcing a smile he returned to his seat. His phone buzzed in his pocket, the message making him grin. Shizu-chan! I'm bored. Is everything okay over there?

Even when the flea wasn't here, he still made him happy. Texting back that everything was fine, his thumb stopped, before adding a kiss on the end. Yay! A kiss from Shizu-chan. His lover could be so childish sometimes. Shaking his head, he slipped the phone back into his pocket.

His friends were back in the circle now, all of them holding paper plates, while Vorona explained to them the history of cake. His former workmate had an incredible sweet tooth, just like him. It was one of the first things they realised they had in common. The fact that the table had been lifted and turned, so it was resting next to the sofa didn't go unnoticed. Taking his own plate, Shizuo licked his lips, picking up one of everything. They were delicious.

"Chocolate dipped pickles. I will never touch them again." Takara grimaced at the thought. "You're lucky, Shizuo." Now that the presents had been dealt with, they were discussing anything to do with pregnancy. Anri had her head lowered and he knew she was thinking about the two kids that worked at TGOI. Vorona was happily savouring her cakes, a look of pure bliss on her face.

"Yeah, My morning sickness got so bad, I was taken to hospital." He felt sorry for the smallest girl in the group. "I'm trying to get pregnant." His mouth dropped open, turning to the one he'd least expect. "We've been together a while and since you and Iza-Iza look so happy. We wanted to try." He couldn't imagine Karisawa with a child, but it might calm her down. "Good luck."

He hadn't been able to tell her his and Izaya's decision. They were saving it for when he went on maternity leave. Taking another bite of a cake, he settled back against the sofa, almost completely relaxed, apart from the obvious. The pair were still in there.

Finally the door opened, but only Kyouko came out. For a second he panicked that maybe His future mother in law would do the same as Izaya threatened. "Shizuo dear, can you come with me?" The happy chatter was cut short. Pushing himself up, he made his way to the door. Shizuo sighed in relief when he saw his mother sitting on the bed. A comforting hand rested on his shoulder. "I'll leave you to it."

The door closed leaving the two of them alone. Neither one of them spoke, the silence dragging out, becoming almost painful. His fingers tapped repeatedly against his pocket, where his phone was kept. He should call Izaya, before things turned bad. "...I'm sorry." Shizuo blinked, wondering if he had just heard what he thought he had. "That woman, she makes sense. I see why you like her so much."

"Sit down. I mean if you want to." What had Kyouko said to her? Slowly he took a seat on the bed. "Sorry. For everything Shizu-o." Shizuo stopped staring at the floor, his head snapping up. His mother had just called him by his name. "I'm going to go. We'll talk later. If that's okay?" Nodding dumbly, he watched as the most controlling person in his life, opened the door and walked out.

Shizuo remained on his and Izaya's bed, the covers now wrapped around him. This time it wasn't the consistent coffee scent that calmed him, it was his lover's. He didn't know exactly how long he stayed that way, trying to calm himself. Even his baby tried to cheer him up, rhythmic kicks against his stomach. A knock on the door made him look up. "Shizuo dear? Is everything okay?"

Opening his mouth, he found the words couldn't come out. "Do you want me to call Izaya?" Holding tighter to the covers, his head flopped forward. Shizuo needed him and for once he wasn't here. Curling up into ball, or as far as he could go, he lay on his side. "You should come back now." Closing his eyes, he felt the first tears fall, as Kyouko left to continue her conversation. "Izaya!"

His baby shower was ruined, partly thanks to his mother and now him. Him and his damn unstable moods. He went from overly happy to miserable and depressed within a split second. Most of the time, Izaya was there to keep it at bay, keep him distracted long enough for it to pass. But the damn flea wasn't here now. "Shizuo dear, Izaya will be here soon."

Kyouko was standing in the doorway, watching him. She hadn't taken a single step towards him yet. "Do you need anything?" Shaking his head, he watched droplets making a wet patch. "No. Close the door." Even his voice sounded depressed and monotone. "Are you sure?" Nodding his head, he wrapped the covers tighter around him. "I'll let everyone know." His future mother in law left the room, leaving him by himself.

He wasn't sure when he dozed off, dried tear streaks staining his cheeks. Still not awake, Shizuo sighed in bliss at the soft fingers combing through his hair. Tilting his head back he tried to get those long digits to stroke close to his neck. They did just that, making him curl inwards. His hand reached up, patting at what should be the bed sheets. Opening his eyes, he found himself looking at a pair of very familiar legs.

Shizuo groaned as he whipped his head around, the movement much too fast to what he was currently used to. Even so, he beamed when he looked up into crimson eyes. "Izaya!" Shifting his position, he snuggled his head into his lover's lap. "Shizu-chan. How are you feeling?" Reaching up he played with Izaya's hair, before pulling him down for a kiss. "I missed you."

He smiled at the expression that passed over Izaya's face. "What happened?" Reluctantly pushing himself up, he sat next to the raven on the bed, the covers gone from around him. "Hm? I got presents. I'll show you." Pushing himself off of the bed, he left the room slowly, poking his head back around the door. "Come on, flea." He had never seen his fiancé look so confused.

"Are you feeling okay?" Nodding his head at the stupid question, he took his seat on the sofa, picking up each of his new presents. "My mother said you were upset." Shrugging his shoulders, he lifted up the first. "This one was from Karisawa, so is this one and this one. Oh and this one. This one she got for me." He held up the bath set proudly. "Very nice. Answer the question."

Brushing back his longish hair, Shizuo sighed happily, nothing could piss him off. "Earlier, but now I'm fine, so is our baby. He's kicking again." Gripping Izaya's hand, he placed it against his swollen belly. "See, he does that more frequently now." Looking up, he stared at soft lips, biting his own, before he leant forward and kissed them. "What was that for?"

"Felt like it." Holding onto his present, he pushed himself up, swinging the basket. "Careful, Shizu-chan." Too late, two of the bottles fell from the gift basket. Reaching down, he attempted to pick them up, his stomach stopping him from going any further. One of the bottles had opened, lotion leaking from the bottle. "Sorry." His breath hitched, his happy mood gone.

"It was an accident, protozoan." Blinking in shock, he stepped back. "You called me stupid." His lover winced, as if he had realised what had happened. "It was only a joke, come here, Shizu-chan." Once again his mood had done a one eighty, leaving him depressed and easily offended. Shizuo remained where he was. "I'll clean it up."

Mr god complex ran a hand through his hair, standing up and moving towards him. "Sit down and I'll make you some hot chocolate and you can show me what else you got." Letting his head flop forward, he didn't bother brushing it out of his eyes. Izaya did that for him, smoothing it out of the way and leading him back to the sofa.

He was happy when he had his hot chocolate. His lover had made more of his choco cheese snacks as well. "Your parents brought us the cot." He pointed it out, Izaya nodding, a cup of coffee in his hands. "Everyone else got me gift baskets, a baby mobile and photo albums." Before he even thought of reaching for them, the first one was placed on his lap. "Thanks."

Undoing the bow, Shizuo removed the wrapper, picking up the medium sized rabbit, that was in the centre. He had a huge grin as he held it in front of Izaya. "Look, isn't it cute." Mr god complex smirked, moving past the rabbit and stroking his face. "Yeah, very." He felt his face heat up. "Not me, this." Turning away, he placed the rabbit at his belly. "What about you Satoshi?"

He heard the clink of a cup as it was set down on the table. "Lay back, Shizu-chan." Doing as he was told, he rested his head on Izaya's lap, still clutching the fluffy white bunny. "You should get some rest." He wasn't sleepy, yet when his lover placed a kiss on his eyelids, they slipped shut for him. It wasn't long before he was free of any mood swings, falling sound asleep.

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