I do not own Durarara...rararararararararara.

Sequal to Fleanapped.

summary for those who care^^ Izaya was fleanapped by a deranged red head, Shizuo saved him with the power of love

and Shinra did something so they both have a son who is now two years old and they were married ONTOP OF A MOUNTAIN WITH FLUTES PLAYING AND TONS OF FRESH...HERBS AND THEY DANCED! UNTIL THE SUN ROSE, AND THEIR CHILDREN WILL FOR A FAMILY BAND AND YOURE ALL INVITED!

btw mpreg...im just...saiyin...

Izaya falls next to Shizuo. Both of them exhausted.
It was almost daytime, and neither had slept that night.
No words were exchanged, and clothes were dirty with unmentionable substances. Sweat fell from Shizuo's forehead, and Izaya had a pain in his lower back.

"Who's idea was it to make two year olds get stomach bugs?"Shizuo groans.

For the past two days the youngest Heiwajima had been suffering from a stomach bug. Crying and puking much to Shizuo's and Izaya's distress.
Izaya sighs and takes off his shirt, throwing it into the trash along with his pants and Shizuo's clothing. His arms also hurt from holding their child for countless hours while Shizuo cleaned up the vomit.

Once both were undressed they sat, backs on the head board of their bed.
Only in underwear, and both of them staring into their dark room.

Then the crying started again.

Izaya and Shizuo look to each other, red eyes meeting Carmel eyes. They didn't speak for a while.

"You have work today..." Izaya notes, still not blinking his eyes glazed over.

Shizuo nods,"yeah...I do..." Neither blinked for a while longer.

Until, "MOMMY!WAAAHHHHHHHH!" The usual cries of a sick child.

Izaya closes his eyes,"damnit." He stands and put on one of Shizuo's old school Tshirts. Both of them deciding that good close were off limits with a sick child.

He enters the toddler's room. The walls a light green with a recently cleaned white carpet, the crib sat right under the window. In the past two years Izaya and Shizuo moved into Ikibukuro, next to the park. Closer to Russian sushi and Shinra's.

Shitsuo was sitting up in his bed tears comming from his small face.

"Shitsuo...you need to let Mommy and Daddy rest." He picks up the child, and starts to survey the damage, aka the small bits of puke on the crib again.

"Bu-but... Mommy...I sick." The little light haired child says as Izaya wipes the puke off his mouth. He hiccups and cries as Izaya pats his back. "I sick, Mommy."

"Yes, Mommy knows... Mommy knows." Izaya hugs Shitsuo, "ok, now do you feel like you're going to be sick again?"

Shitsuo shakes his head, tears still forming in his Carmel eyes.

"You shook your head last time, and five minutes later, here I am again." Izaya says, the toddler nods and starts to play with his yellow shirt, Izaya sighs knowing that when this was over he would have to buy a new yellow kiddy shirt like this one, it was Shitsuo's favorite. "Shitsuo, do you want to visit Uncle Shinra?"

"Uncle...Shin..ra?" Shitsuo attention switches from his shirt to his mother. "Why?"

"Because you're sick." Izaya responds taking out a few cleaning wipes from the changing table near by to clean the small spots of puke off the crib.

" I sick...Why?" Shitsuo asks.

"Because of germs."

"Why?" The questionable toddler asks.

Izaya shakes his head. "No more questions...bed, or do you feel like you're going to be sick again?"

"No..." The baby shakes his head.

"No what?"

Shitsuo crosses his small arms,"no bed!"

Izaya sighs,"Shitsuo," he says more sternly," bed now."

"No."

Izaya raises an eye brow. "Fine then, I guess no play time tomorrow. It will just be nap time all day." He acts like he's not watching the baby's reaction, and stretches.

"Mommy! Moooommyyy!" Shitsuo calls raises his small hands.
Izaya shakes his head," you said no bed."

"Mommy! Bed!" The child demands.

Izaya picks him and and goes to place him in the crib.

"Who dat Mommy?" Shitsuo tries to point a small hand at the stranger. A stranger that was perched in the tree outside. Izaya pauses and looks up, paling so much that Shitsuo grabbed back onto him.

"Mommy?"

"SHI..SHII...SHIZUO!" Izaya yells grabbing Shitsuo closer and backing up in the room. He only stopped when the closet door was in the way, clutching Shitsuo.

"What?!" His groggy husband replies without entering the room.

The person outside smiles and points at the child than Izaya, he makes a cutting notion across his neck, then he points at where Shizuo was, and grins.

Izaya reaches for his flick blade, only to remember that he was wearing an over sized Tshirt. "Shizuo!"

"DADDY!" Shitsuo yells hugging onto Izaya, fearing because his mother never showed any fear.

The man at the window grins a malice grin. He jumps from his perch and disappears into the soon sunrise.

"Izaya what is...what happend?" Shizuo enters the room, seeing Izaya backed up to the closet wall clutching their son in his trembling arms.

"Kai...k...kai...to...ya..." Izaya stutters eye brimming with frightened tears.

Shizuo tightens his hands his mouth turning into a thin line, "Izaya...let's put Shitsuo to be-"

"No, we...we..can't. Not with..." Izaya hugs Shitsuo protectively. Shizuo sighs and gives up. He was to tired, and their son was too sick for any of this.

He picks both his wife/husband up and his son. Izaya leans closer to the warm body of his love, still in mid freakOut.

Shizuo carries them into his and Izaya's bedroom and lays them both down. He sits next to Izaya.

Shitsuo was struggling to stay awake, and soon fell into a slight baby snor that Shizuo found Izaya also had.

Izaya sat up and let his dark hair fall into the front of his face.

"I...I..saw him." He says slowly.

Shizuo sighs, "that bastard has been dead for four years Izaya. Hes not comming back..."

Izaya didn't move."No...Shizuo...I saw him. He was there. Even Shitsuo saw."

"Izaya...don't go dragging our son into the past." Shizuo hisses.

Izaya's head shot up looking his husband in the eye,"I would never do something like that Shizuo."

"If you insist that he saw, you are bringing him into it."

Izaya falls silent.

"Kaitoya is dead, you did not see him Izaya."

"I was not the only one-"

"Izaya..." Shizuo nearly growls. He hated the thought of anything that happend back before Shizuo and Izaya were together, and even more so he hated when the past was brought up in front of his son.

Izaya could sense the annoyance building up, and he hated fighting with Shizuo when Shitsuo was around."Fine..." He chokes out quietly, "I did not see anything..."

Shizuo pulls Izaya close. He couldn't help but to feel a little guilty, Izaya was truly afraid of something and now Shizuo felt as though he just backed Izaya up into a corner until he gave up.

He dismisses the thoughts and kisses Izaya's forehead. "Remember, I love you and our son. As long as I am around nothing will hurt you two."

Izaya nods, "I love you."

"I love you more." Shizuo kisses his raven again before getting up and Turing off his alarm, it was set to go off in another forty minutes but he was up then.

Izaya laid back down next to his sleeping child. And he watched with a small blush forming on his cheeks as Shizuo got dressed for the day.

Even after four years Shizuo seemed only to get hotter in Izaya's mind.

Shizuo turns around putting on his bartenders vest. Though Izaya had complained countless times that Shizuo should get a better wardrobe, Shizuo still wore the outfits his little brother got.

Izaya was to involved in his thoughts about what he and his love were doing last time they were both undressed, he did not notice Shizuo comming up and laying a hand on his smooth stomach.

"Shizu-chan." Izaya blushes and looks into the deep Carmel eyes.

"Be safe, to all of you." Shizuo says and kisses Izaya deeply.

Izaya watches as Shizuo leaves and rests a hand over his stomach.

Shinra had been working on the technology for male pregnancy. And Shizuo and Izaya had both agreed to try it out, seeming how both of them agreed the first time for the near clone thing that was their adorable bundle of, currently sick, joy. And so far, the new thing that Shinra had come up with... was working.

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Red: AND QUE TO MPREG! and fluff...^^

Izaya: why...what why have I become the inocent uke!?

Shizuo: ...as long as I'm Seme I'm good.

red: Yes this has mpreg, BUT ITS A FANFIC! Why the f*ck not?!

izaya: o.o ruff break?

red:...snow...cold...18ferinheight was the high...with a windchill of 5.

Shitsuo: PLEASE FAV AND REVEIW! And I might have a baby brother or sister!

red: and suggestions are welcome because I am prone to writers block when it comes to middle chapters,but I have an idea for the ending!