Hello everyone! I'm sorry it's been like 4 months since I last updated, but here is that update I promised would come soon!

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Chapter 4- The Thing about Fathers

Shizuo had never felt so nervous in his entire life. Not even when his parents would scold him back in his rebel days, or when gangs of thugs came to his school specifically to beat him up. None of that seemed to compare to the dreadful idea of seeing his wife again.

His fingers twitched, itching to have a cigarette in them as he craved the taste of nicotine in his mouth. He hadn't actually smoked in years, having given up the habit when Tsukishima was born, but sometimes he missed the days where he could smoke without a care in the world.

Letting out an irritated sigh, Shizuo fidgeted in his seat and crossed his arms, trying to think of happier things rather than the impending arrival of his wife.

"Jumpy much?" a humored voice asked from beside him. Shizuo's brown eyes flickered towards his companion, seeing that Izaya was amused with Shizuo's anxiety.

"Just wait until you meet my wife," Shizuo grumbled, looking away from Izaya because his damn smirk was starting to annoy him.

"I'm sure I'll be quite charmed," Izaya remarked dryly as he tried not to roll his eyes at Shizuo's dramatics. He was a bit curious though to see what kind of woman Shizuo had felt he could marry. She had to be a little special to make Shizuo think he could change his sexuality, didn't she? Speaking of the blonde, Izaya trailed his eyes back to Shizuo, whose whole body was rigid against the swivel chair Izaya had in a conference room within his law office. They were waiting for Shizuo's wife and her own layer to arrive so they could meet and see if they could come to an agreement before they actually brought their case before a judge.

I really do hate these custody battles, Izaya thought with an inward sigh as he rolled his fingers impatiently against the table. Bored, Izaya wondered what he could do while they waited, and seeing Shizuo's tense body, a wicked idea came to his mind. His mouth curling up into a smile, Izaya got up from his chair and came up behind Shizuo's. He felt the blonde jump slightly as he placed his hands on Shizuo's shoulders, gently massaging out the kinks. "Relax, Shizu-chan. You're so tense."

"Easy for you to say," Shizuo snorted. "It's not like you're about to face your ex-wife and fight over your kid."

"I don't see why you're so worried," Izaya simply stated as he rolled his thumbs against the firm muscles of Shizuo's shoulder blades. "With me for a lawyer, there's no way you could possibly lose."

Again, Shizuo snorted in response, but his body began to naturally relax at Izaya's touch, making the raven feel victorious. The sly smirk never left his face as he then spun Shizuo around in his chair. The blonde looked at him questionably as Izaya's hands traveled down his body. "I'm just going to help you relax some more, Shizu-chan," Izaya answered his unspoken question. "And consider this part of your first payment."

Before Shizuo could protest—finally seeing what Izaya was going to do—the raven had already knelt between Shizuo's legs, popping the button open on his pants and pulling down the zipper. A sharp gasp escaped the blonde's lips as Izaya boldly stuck his hand down Shizuo's underwear, his hand eagerly gripping Shizuo's manhood that twitched awake in the warmth of Izaya's touch.

"Are you crazy?!" Shizuo hissed quietly, his eyes darting towards the door where technically his wife and her lawyer could come through at any moment. Their current predicament wasn't exactly the kind of conversation starter he had been thinking of.

"Hm, it looks so much bigger than I remember at the hotel," Izaya commented, ignoring Shizuo's question as he began pumping his hand, tilting his head downward to give the tip of Shizuo's dick a quick kiss. Shizuo swore under his breath as he gripped the arm rests of his chair tightly, trying not to groan as Izaya serviced him. "Ah, it got even bigger."

"Of course it would if you do that!" Shizuo growled, instinctively twining his fingers through Izaya's hair as the raven smirked at Shizuo slowing giving way to him. Before Izaya continued, he dug around in one of his inner jacket pockets and pulled out a condom wrapped in a shiny gold wrapper. Shizuo looked at him incredulously, "Do you always keep condoms on hand?"

"Never know who you might run into," Izaya teasingly countered before he tore open the wrapper with his teeth, still pumping Shizuo's cock with one hand. "Besides, I happen to like this suit and I don't want to stain it."

Shizuo just shook his head, intrigued as he watched Izaya pull out the condom and roll it onto his dick. The raven somehow made the task look…sensuous. It also didn't help that while he was doing it, the raven was subconsciously licking his lips, making them look moist and inviting to Shizuo who so desperately wanted to kiss them. But then Izaya began to trail his tongue down to the base of Shizuo's cock, causing Shizuo to suck in his breath in anticipation and become distracted. Unable to help himself, Shizuo groaned in arousal as Izaya brought his tongue back up the length and then enclosed his mouth around the entire head, sucking and pushing his mouth downward. "Fuck," Shizuo hissed, glaring just the tiniest bit at Izaya. "If we get caught, this is all your fault."

Izaya only incoherently mumbled in response as he more so focused on the throbbing piece of flesh currently presiding in his mouth. It was a little frightening how much Izaya was actually enjoying sucking Shizuo off as he bobbed his head up and down, twisting, sucking, and letting his tongue glide up and down the firm organ. It was thrilling to hear Shizuo panting and groaning above him, slowly losing himself to the pleasurable feelings and forgetting his anxiousness of seeing his wife again. It made the raven feel powerful and satisfied.

Shizuo grunted as he gently tugged on Izaya's hair, the raven just moaning in his own arousal as he quickened his pace. Shizuo's breathe hitched, feeling himself reaching his peak as Izaya not only sucked but pumped at the base of Shizuo's cock with his hand. It didn't take long for the blonde to cum as Izaya reacted to the organ suddenly jumping in his mouth. He didn't pull away until he was sure Shizuo was completely spent, licking his lips as he did so. Izaya's own erection strained against the fabric of his slacks, but he did his best to will it away. He would ask Shizuo for repayment later, as they were still expecting guests and what Izaya wanted to do with the blonde would take a lot longer than a quick blowjob.

"Orihara, your guests are here in the lobby." Namie's voice sounded from the intercom phone in the middle of the conference table. Suddenly both Izaya and Shizuo snapped back to reality as Shizuo's face turned entirely red once he realized that he had just received a blowjob from his lawyer, while Izaya was in the middle of working. His wife was just outside the door for crying out loud!

Making sure he was presentable and taking a quick drink of water from a bottle he had sitting on the table, Izaya looked at the flustered Shizuo and warned him, "You might want to take care of your appearance before I let your wife in."

Shizuo flushed and quickly pulled off the condom, flinging it into a nearby trashcan and throwing some tissues and papers on top to hide it (because knowing his luck, his wife would see it and assume the worse!). Shizuo quickly fixed his pants as Izaya walked out the office to go greet his guests.

As Izaya finally laid his eyes on Shizuo's wife, he could see why Shizuo had thought her attractive. She had an athletic build and had curves in all the right places that any man would appreciate. Naturally, light blonde hair fell straight down to brush against her shoulders, covering one of her eyes as the other icy blue orb looked around the office. She was definitely a stunner, although Izaya was hardly affected by her beauty. He personally thought he was much more beautiful. "Ms. Anisimov?"

The woman's attention turned to Izaya as she bowed in greeting to him, Izaya returning it. "Just Verona is fine," she told him. Her voice was crisp and precise. She obviously meant business. "I assume you must be my husband's lawyer."

Izaya smiled charmingly at her, "Orihara Izaya, at your service."

"Orihara-san," she acknowledged. She gestured to a man not much older than Izaya standing behind her who held a briefcase. "This is my lawyer, Kadota Kyohei."

Izaya inspected the man as they shook hands. He was quite attractive with an obviously well-built body hidden beneath the nicely tailored gray and dark teal suit. His brown hair was slicked back at a widow's peak, a small bit escaping his style to fall against his forehead. His eyes were also dark brown and held a very serious look in them. He was definitely the type that Izaya didn't go for—his demeanor marking him as the type of man who would want a serious relationship. But Izaya inwardly sighed wistfully. It was too bad he also had a policy not to touch opposing lawyers because this Kadota Kyohei looked like he would be great in bed. If anything, the muscles the man probably had hiding beneath that suit would be something to admire.

"It's nice to meet you, Kadota-san," Izaya greeted politely as the man returned his greeting. Izaya took one last appreciative look at Kadota before he gestured to the door that led to the conference room. "We'll be meeting in there. My client is already waiting."

He let both Kadota and Verona step in front of him, admittedly only doing that because he wanted to stare at Kadota's ass as the man walked.

Damn, it really was a shame that he was Izaya's opponent. But no matter, it wasn't like Shizuo wasn't enough of a great playmate for him. Smirking to himself, Izaya wondered if Shizuo was able to compose himself from their little "fun" earlier as Izaya walked into the conference room.

At the very least, Shizuo shouldn't be so damn tense anymore.

Shizuo was sure that the scowl he currently wore would become his permanent expression soon as the afternoon wore on. It felt like they were getting nowhere.

"No."

"Shizuo…"

"The answer is still no."

"You haven't even listened to what I have to say."

"I don't have to!" Shizuo roared as he suddenly stood up, the swivel chair he had been sitting in being pushed back. "There is no way I'm letting you run off to Russia with Tsuki!"

The room became awkwardly silent as Vorona steadily met Shizuo's angry glare. The two of them definitely looked like they wouldn't budge on bit on their decisions. Izaya calmly sat in his seat, poised as if his client just hadn't had an angry outburst.

His outburst was understandable although a bit too much Izaya thought as he inwardly sighed. He had been anticipating this when Shizuo had come with his request, but Izaya had thought that he would be able to easily smooth this over with the wife. But apparently not. After all, Shizuo hadn't mentioned that one reason he was fighting Vorona for their kid was because she had planned to fly away to Russia with the kid, where it would be almost near impossible for Shizuo to see him very often.

"Heiwajima-san, if you could just calm down and have me list the terms of agreement that Vorona and I have come up with…" Kadota tried to reassure Shizuo and bring his attention back to the matter at hand, but Shizuo was having none of that.

"I don't care what kind of bullshit 'agreement' terms you have come up with. I'm not agreeing to any them!" Shizuo declared, frowning at Vorona. "You know damn well that I would never be able to afford to fly to Russia to see Tsuki, and you would make sure to come up with an excuse every time so he wouldn't come here to see me."

"Now, now, you don't need to jump to conclusions there, Heiwajima-san."

"But can you say that what he said isn't true?" Izaya finally decided to interrupt, getting tired of hearing Shizuo scream. He leveled his eyes with both Kadota and Vorona, who had turned their attention to him. "Travel fare to Russia isn't exactly cheap, and it's definitely not affordable with my client's income. And it's unsafe for a child of Tsukishima's age to travel alone, which means you probably wouldn't let him travel until he's at an independent age. That's practically 13 years of his son's life that my client would be missing out on and that is hardly fair."

"I already told Shizuo that I can pay for his airfare to Russia to visit Tsukishima," Vorona informed Izaya sharply. "That's part of my agreement terms."

"And I already told you I'm not taking any of your money! I don't want to owe you anything," Shizuo snapped back at his wife.

That's something my clients usually never say, Izaya noted as he almost wanted to chastise Shizuo's stubbornness. Vorona seemed willing to offer Shizuo some pretty good terms even though she was trying to be the sole caretaker of their child. Which didn't really sound that bad to Izaya.

Clearing his throat to get their attention again, Izaya pointed out, "Not to mention, that still doesn't make up for the fact that my client will still be missing out still on a good amount of his son's growing period. Besides, Vorona-san, you know that the family court will be more inclined to pick my client over you, despite his lower income, since he will be able to actually care for the child more often than a busy working woman like you."

Vorona's lips tightened into a displeased grimace. Kadota quickly cut in though, "Tsukishima will be getting a new stepfather soon. Vorona's new husband will be able to help take care of him, and the family court will take that into consideration."

"True," Izaya admitted, appearing unfazed as he leaned back in his chair, pressing his hands together. "But we don't even know this new husband of yours. He doesn't even live here in Japan does he? I'm not sure how inclined a judge would be to pick a stranger in another country over the child's real father."

Both parties became silent again. Of course this wouldn't be easy, Izaya thought, trying not to verbally sigh with exasperation as he quickly tried to wrap up the meeting.

"For now, we will take your agreement terms and review them. Then we will let you know what we think about them."

Kadota glanced at Vorona out of the corner of his eye. She considered it for a few seconds before giving a slight nod of her head. "Alright," Kadota said, opening his briefcase and pulling out a few papers and sliding them across the table in Izaya's direction. "We will make sure to get in touch with you to set up another meeting."

"Sounds great; it was nice meeting you, Kadota-san, Vorona-san," Izaya shook each of their hands; Shizuo shook Kadota's and grudgingly nodded in acknowledgement to his wife. It wasn't until the two of them left the conference room and were well out of the office before Izaya turned to face Shizuo.

"Well…" Izaya dragged on, leaning against the conference table as he folded his arms across his chest, "That was fun wasn't it, Shizu-chan?"

Shizuo snorted in disbelief, a pissed off expression still on his face. "Fun. Of course. Every meeting with my wife is fun."

He is really bitter about this, Izaya realized. The raven was just a bit confused. He didn't understand how Shizuo could come to dislike his own wife this much over the fact that she was trying to take his son from him. After all, parents didn't really care about their own kids that much. His certainly didn't.

So why did Shizuo care enough to be this upset?

Izaya felt almost uncomfortable, although he tried not to show it. Something about Shizuo's expression just didn't sit right with him. There was just so much anger and fear in his face, and it was strange to Izaya to know that the cause of that was a kid. Not money. But a kid.

"Look Shizu-chan, I'm going to make you a copy of the terms so you can look at it, and when we meet up this weekend we'll talk about how you want to proceed, alright?" Izaya looked expectantly at Shizuo, who had not taken his eyes off the door his wife had left through.

"Yeah, fine," Shizuo finally grumbled.

Izaya didn't say anything else, just grabbed the papers that Kadota had given him and went to his office to make a copy. He was glad to get out of the room. Seeing Shizuo act like an upset father…it made chills crawl up Izaya's spine.

After all, for him, he had never met a father that was ever that concerned about their kids. It just wasn't natural.

Fathers didn't care after all. They would throw away their kids without a second thought.

And Izaya was sure he would see soon enough that Shizuo was no different from those fathers.

Just wanted to let you all know that I think fathers can be awesome and good parents too.

But anyway, I'm so happy that I was actually able to get this chapter finished! I had actually been struggling to get this chapter finished for a while.

In other news!

IF YOU HAVEN'T HEARD YET DURARARA IS GETTING A SECOND SEASON! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

I squealed like a total fangirl when I read the news. I'm super stoked and can't wait to see our favorite characters return to our computer screens and TVs! And in celebration of the second season (and because I need some writing practice), I am going to be writing a few ficlets for some of my awesome reviewers/followers!

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