Shizaya's Daughter

Chapter 1

Okay here is Chapter 1 of Shizaya's Daughter I plan to make it a little long so bear with me! And I'll be choosing the name for the little girl Shizuo finds, I was going to do a standered (Y/N) but thought against it.
Also the characters might be a little OCC, Izaya's personality may be a little bit hard to write.
So enjoy!

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It had been a long day of yelling and throwing things, sometimes throwing people. This was all a normal day for Ikebukuro's monster, Shizuo Heiwajima.

He had work today with Tom and Vorona working as the "muscle" for the debt collectors. He pulled out a ciggeratte from its pack which was in his pocket and lit the cancer stick while walking down the street. He was walking home to his apartment which he shared with his little brother Kasuka and his boyfriend Izaya.

Yes, you heard right.

His boyfriend Izaya.

Izaya Orihara.

The flea, the damn informant who ruins people lives left and right.

Shizuo admits that the flea irritates him extremely and sometimes he would just like to beat him into the ground, but a feeling deep inside his chest makes him stop. A fuzzy feeling that makes him sluggish and makes him care about the flea.

He remembers the night they admitted their feelings for each other so clearly.

Shizuo had been passing by Russia Sushi when Izaya came out of the building, his hands in his pockets and a smirk on his face.

Shizuo let out a roar of anger as he stomped up to the info broker, "IZAYYYYYYYYAAAAA!" He raised a fist to strike the flea but unfortunitly he quickly jumped out of the way and took off down the street.

Shizuo started chasing after him with a stop sign in his hands. The two had been seeing each other alot lately which events had not ended up in injury or violence. They had just been talking, about high school, and current events like Celty and Shinra, or Saika, and the Awakusu.

Izaya had even dropped his nickname for Shizuo but during their last meeting Shizuo had became enraged. Izaya had called him a monster and said other nasty remarks to him.

So here they were at Shinjuku Central Park after Shizuo had chased him around the city, by now he had dropped the stop sign and day turned into night. The moon reflected off of the pond a few feet away and the stars shone brightly overhead reguardless of the city's lights.

Shizuo stood panting behind Izaya, "You damn flea! Now I have you and this time, I'll beat you to a bloody pulp!"

"But Shizu-chan," Izaya had said and turned to face him. He was a little sweaty from the long run but still had his famous smirk on his face.

"Why would you want to do that? Don't be a monster everyone thinks you are."

Shizuo let out a roar of anger and walked to the black haired man who had not moved at all. He grabbed at the front of the flea's jacket, getting ready to hit him. To punch him, to slap him, to throw him all the way out of Ikebukuro.

But he couldn't.

He couldn't harm the damn flea.

This feeling in his chest, this squeezing of his heart and the the thought of utter dispair of Izaya leaving kept him from hurting him.

"You've felt it too, huh? Oh Shizu-chan your a coward. Monsters aren't supposed to be cowards."

He grit his teeth in anger and stared into the flea's attractive crimson eyes.