Title:- Over the secretary

Rating:- M

Pairing:- Izuo Izaya x Shizuo

Disclaimer:- I don't own Durarara

Warning:- Izaya, language, yaoi, Intersex Shizuo.

Summary:-Sequel to under the boss. Its been a year, since Shizuo and Izaya have gotten together. The blond is finally happy with who he is, but now Izaya wants more, throwing him back into chaos and confusion. Izuo. Mpreg.

Dear notebook

A/N:- Yep, so this is the sequel to Under the boss. The original idea stuck. I wasn't going to do this one yet, but I did promise someone before the end of the month. I downloaded a documents app for my iphone, which requires zero formatting, when you email to your main computer. Best app ever. Enjoy and as usual let me know what you think.

Dear diary or maybe it should be dear notebook? Since I'm writing in an old one I found. Why a notebook? Well I did have a diary I used to write everything down in. Keyword used to. A certain annoyance threw it away.

Where to start? I don't really remember where I left off. Well, here goes. I'll start at the beginning. My name is Shizuo Heiwajima, I'm mainly male, with a couple of exceptions. The first is that I have periods. The second is that I can have kids. I was born as intersex, which means I have bits of both gender.

At first it was okay, I grew up as a healthy boy with super strength. Yes I have abnormal strength. And then puberty hit. There's nothing more scary than being a teenage boy, with blood running down your leg. It was there that the confusion started.

Thanks to my mother, I began trying on girls clothes. I didn't know whether I was supposed to be a girl or a boy. Thanks to my brother Kasuka, I became both, creating a life for myself and another identity Shizuka. I kept everything seperate, my mother hating me but loving Shizuka and my father hating Shizuka and loving me.

I grew up unable to accept who I was, from Monday to Friday I was myself, at the weekends I became Shizuka. Two different genders, two different jobs and two different lives. Shizuka got a job as a bartender, working at a club called Artic. It was run by Shiki, who turned out to be yakuza. Where as I got a job at TGOI. It stands for The Great Orihara Industries. Yes, my boss has a god complex and at first I absolutely hated him.

I got an apartment with my younger brother Kasuka, where we lived together. Kasuka occasionally leaving to film a movie. It wasn't healthy, but my lives were balanced. And everything was under control. It took less than a month for everything to fall apart. All my hard work, gone. Leaving me a mess.

I was happy with my co-workers. Kadota, Karisawa, Walker, Mikado and Kida. All of us got along well. Although Karisawa and Walker were crazy otakus, it was still good, well until Kadota developed a crush on Shizuka.

The day I met Izaya Orihara aka Mr God complex and the flea, everything went to hell. I'll admit it, I fell for every single one of his tricks. The first sealed my fate, I showed my strength. It went downhill from there. Every time I turned around he was there, that stupid smirk on his face. My screw up with my strength, led me to being his damn personal secretary.

It wasn't long before he discovered my secret, the flea broke into my apartment, finding my diary. Everything was over. Instead Mr god complex carried on with his usual teasing. He had accepted who I was. Accepted. It was all I wanted, to be accepted. Though why did it have to be with that annoyance? I couldn't help it or stop. I fell in love with him. I don't regret it. In his own way all he's tried to do is help me. Even if it meant breaking me to pieces first.

It's been year since then. One whole year. Today is the anniversary of when everything started. A lot has happened since then and I'm still with Izaya, surprisingly. Our relationship is becoming more serious and I have a feeling, neither one of us will be able to let go.

Karisawa is still the same crazy otaku, although she and Walker are now dating. Kadota seems okay now, it looks like he has stopped pining over Shizuka. But he does check his phone for any texts and he still goes to Artic. Kida now works full time at the company. For some reason he dropped out of school, we supported his decision, which was just as well. Since I'm almost Izaya's full time P.A. No matter how many interviews he gets the flea, it always ends up the same. Once again I have two jobs, but this time at the same company. Half the week I spend at my desk with my co-workers, the rest of it I spend in Izaya's office, making coffee and trying to find a way out.

I've moved in with Izaya officially, not that he'd let me go. I suggested moving out to him once, I couldn't move for two days. If anything Mr god complex has gotten more possessive than he was. Kasuka has become more famous, always away filming. I miss him a lot, even though we speak on the phone, when he's in Ikebukuro, he visits regularly.

I haven't spoken to or seen either of my parents since Shizuka walked out on them. At some point I'll have to fix it, neither one of them will accept who I really am. Besides keeping them out of my life, hasn't done any damage.

What else is there? Shinra and Celty got married. Mr god complex was chosen as the best man, while I stood next to Celty. She had never been so happy, even with the huge bulge. I was so proud of my best friend, she looked amazing as she came down the aisle on her motorcycle. The long white dress enhanced her beauty. And the flea didn't look so bad in his tuxedo.

They now have a baby daughter, called Aiko. Celty was rushed to hospital, shortly after the wedding. I watched with Izaya as the child was brought into the world. The sight made my stomach twist. She was the cutest thing I had ever seen, so tiny and fragile. I didn't turn to see the flea's reaction. I had no intention of having kids. At least not now. Shinra dotes on her and lucky us, we were made Aiko's god parents.

So that's what's happened up until now. It's that time of the month, I'm sitting at home, bored out of my mind. Thanks to my pill I only need to take the last few days off, instead of the whole week. As usual, I have my bag of chocolate, which this time I haven't touched. Mainly because Mr god complex thinks I should cut down. Leaving me with a bag of sugar free chocolate. It wasn't real chocolate. The damn flea is going to pay for this.

No, there was something else. A phone call I let to go through to voice mail. It was a man, with a deep voice. Someone I didn't know, but seemed to know the flea quite well. I don't know anything about Izaya and yet he knows everything about me. He's met my parents, my brother. He knows everything. It makes me wonder why we're still together. Is Mr god complex happy with me and all of my problems? Its been a year, but who knows how long it will last. The last year had been all about me, I was the one causing the problems. I never asked what he really wants.

Its one of the reasons I've attempted to break up with him, multiple times and none of them were accepted, if anything, I always end up pinned underneath him. I'm trying to spare him, a life of trouble. That's all I am, yes I love him, more than anything. But the flea would no doubt be happier without me. He could get get married, settle down and start a family. It was a thought that has jammed itself in my head, only getting worse as when I see Celty's family.

Unfortunately I have to now rip this up, Mr god complex has become a lot more nosier, reading everything I write. Which is why I no longer have a diary, Kasuka will give me another one, when he next visits and that one would go missing as well, the two still don't like each other and use every opportunity to tease the other.

Shizuo lowered the pen, sighing as he read what he had written. Another sigh and a tearing sound as he ripped the notebook in half and then even smaller before throwing the pieces away. Uncrossing his legs, he lay back against the covers on the bed. When would Izaya get back? They had been together a year and now it was time for a serious talk.

But what did he say to him? Mr god complex could be thick headed, most of the time. His ego didn't need inflating any more. For now he would have to wait. "Get your ass back here, flea." Now it was the waiting game. Knowing Izaya he would be back at lunch to check up on him, like always.

They couldn't remain as they were. Sure Izaya had accepted him, but he owned a company, he had responsibilities, a future to think about. His mind wandered in circles, it kept going back to the fact he loved Izaya, but maybe this was it. Just the thought of breaking up tore at his heart.

He hadn't realised so much time had passed, Shizuo blinked, sitting up as he heard the door open. "Shizu-chan. I'm home." Breathing deep, he pulled himself from the bed, making his way down the stairs. "Izaya, we need to talk." The flea grinned up at him. "Are you pissed because of the chocolate? Its a lot healthier for you."

"Very funny, I didn't touch the stuff." His breath hitched as Izaya moved closer, wrapping his arms around him, brushing their lips together. "I'm serious, Izaya." He jolted as a slim hand, touched his ass. "Are you pmsing? Shizu-chan." The blond grit his teeth, a growl escaping him. "Flea, Shut up and listen, are you sure this is what you want?"

Crimson eyes narrowed gazing up at him. "What do you mean? Shizu-chan." Shizuo pushed him away, keeping control of his strength. "This. Us. Is it really what you want?" And now Mr god complex looked pissed. "I have everything I want. You living with me, sleeping next to me in my bed. Is this another of your attempts to break up?"

"I'm not letting you go." Shizuo stepped back, falling against the stairs, Izaya pinning him down. "You agreed. No more running away." His head tilted, letting the flea, make a trail along his throat with his tongue. Wandering hands, had him arching his back. He could do nothing but writhe in pleasure as Izaya played with his body. "Izaya. A man called and left a message."

Crimson eyes flicked up to him, before the flea went back to making him a mess. "He said he was replying to your message." That made him stop. "Ah! That was quick. What did he say?" Shizuo bit his lip, trying to cover a moan. "He's happy for you to do as you wish." He blinked in confusion, seeing how happy the flea looked. "Shizu-chan. Here, since you like sweets so much."

He stared blankly as Izaya pulled a packet of Haribo from his pocket, opening it and taking out one of the sweets. "What have they got to do with anything?" A slim finger was placed on his lips silencing him. His gaze dropped to the red and yellow gummy ring, currently being slipped onto his ring finger. His coffee eyes, met smug crimson, as he blinked in confusion. "The phone call you took was my father accepting it." Accepting what?

Shizuo gazed up into crimson eyes, wondering if he should ask, the look in Izaya's eyes was one he hadn't seen before. He looked happier than he had ever seen him. It scared him slightly, he didn't know what was going on and he had a feeling whatever it was, there would be no escape.

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