BigCityDreams [Izaya]

[Nicolae Dragomir]

Nicolae was so excited, too full of energy to properly sleep the night before. His mommy was taking him and Vladimir on an adventure! While he couldn’t remember exactly where Izaya had told him they were going, it was still a chance to see a whole other city. A whole city! And with his favorite dragon too! The young Romanian couldn’t help but start to bounce a few times on his bed with a happy squeal, completely making a mess out of his clean sheets, before scurrying over to his closet to get dressed.

For a moment he wondered why his papa wasn’t going with them today, but his caretaker had mentioned something about ‘work’ and ‘an important case for Ikebukuro’. Nicolae didn’t know exactly what his adopted parents did for a living exactly, though both had said that it was nothing to worry about – and he was too young to know in the first place. Did that mean it was dangerous? He paused for a moment, his lips pursing in thought, and shook his head at himself. There was no way that Izaya and Shizuo didn’t know what they were doing…right?

Pushing back the sudden fear engulfing him that even they might leave him behind, Nicolae quickly clothed himself and bounced down the stairs, his trusty dragon perched on his head. A Romanian song he had heard on the radio came unbidden to his lips, and while hopelessly out of tune (not that he knew how to correctly carry a note), the lyrics soon cheered him up as he reached the downstairs.

“Come on, Vladimir, let’s go!” he hissed towards his dragon in a stage whisper, crouching low to peer through the railing of the stairs. Without seeing a trace of his chosen prey, Nicolae carefully crept down to the floor and lowered his body to inch along the wall. “Where do you think he is…?” Pressing himself against the nearest surface, the boy peeked around the edge and grinned in triumph.

“Count down from five…four…three…two…one…go!” Nicolae leapt out of his hiding place, not noticing that his pet dragon fell off his head and onto the floor from the sudden movement, and pounced on Izaya’s leg to attach himself there. He was giving the black-haired man a cheeky grin as he tightened his grip. “I got you, mommy!”

[Izaya Orihara]

Izaya sighed a little. The black haired man had somehow aquired a child, and he didn't know why. At first, it was pure interest, wanting to watch something pure become something like a monster, but only days later, he realized that it was stupid to think that way, children were yes, going to become monsters, but in their own time.

He was forced to become something that wasn't even human, by his 'mother'. Izaya didn't have the heart, (He wondered if he had a heart in the first place), to force a child to become a monster. Thus he became some mother type of figure to a vampire. Of all things honestly. Giving a small eye roll, he stared out to the sky, watching the white flakes with crimson eyes. The tall windows gave him a view to die for.

He hated the cold. The cold reminded him of so many things, but he did like the holidays during the winter. He supposed that it was just the cold he disliked. He wondered if it was because he was a fire weilding creature than anything else. It wasn't like blue flames could do much. They were so hot, that not even ashes remained.

Fire that would melt the coldest ice.

Giving a small yawn, his sharpened teeth showed, wrapping his jacket tighter around him. It was freezing to the skinny stick thin informant. He had no body fat to regulate his temperature, so he felt like he was encased in ice. However he dealt with it, because he promised Nico, Nicolae, to the now snow covered Sunshine City, hoping he would enjoy a outing.

Though Izaya felt like he was freezing every single bone in his body when he went outside and he swore if he didn't want this child to show him how children grow up he would stick it in a orphanage and never see it again. However he knew that Nico had become important to him in a short amount of time. So he tended to be his "mother" figure. Wonderful. He didn't think he could ever be a mother.

Sitting at his desk, he signed, shutting down the computers and locking them up for the time being. He was going to be heading out soon, and he hoped Nico was ready. Two ears twitched on his head, the black coal colored cat ears held high.

He had loosened his collar, the cat appendages slipping through like smoke. It helped keep his power in check when he was outdoors. He heard something, he guessed was Nico talking to that dragon again. He didn't even notice until Nico hugged his leg, that he was even in the room. He was getting too used to him.

Izaya chuckled, his tail swishing out of the way as he gave a glance down. "Yes you did. Vladimir didn't. He fell off your head. Good catch. Now we just need to teach you how to keep that up~ Maybe we could wrestle later?" Self defense. His child was going to know how to kicked so much butt that he was going to be stronger than that brutish oaf.

[Nicolae Dragomir]

Nicolae was momentarily distracted by Izaya moving his tail out of the way, his wide crimson eyes following the movement. It had always fascinated him, the way his mommy was part cat. He wondered why he was like that, but he had never found the courage to ask. He tightened his hold around the black-haired man’s leg and peeked up at him as he spoke, blinking. “Did Vladimir try to fly away? He likes to do that when he thinks I’m not looking!”

The little Romanian looked around for the dragon in question, and hopped to his feet to scurry over to his fallen companion. “There you are! Can’t be flying when we’re about to go on an adventure, da?” Nicolae giggled to himself, hugging Vladimir to his chest as he started to bounce in place again. He was just so excited; there was no way he would be able to sit still.

“Mommy, mommy, mommy! Can we wrestle? I’m gonna try an’ win this time!” Placing Vladimir back on his head, the tiny vampire gave Izaya a gap-toothed grin. He had lost one of his fangs a few days before, from when he was gnawing on a piece of raw meat, and while he had worried that he wouldn’t have a tooth anymore (or rather, completely freaked out when he saw it), Izaya had assured him that it would grow back. All vampires lost their teeth as they grew.

Nicolae wandered back over to Izaya and took a hold of his pants leg, tugging slightly. His stomach was starting to rumble now, and he was sure that even the other could hear it. “Mommy, I’m hungry. Are we going to eat before we go?”