Rule #6: You must know how to get your way.
"I don't know what you're talking about." [Name] said into the phone.
"Listen I'm going to give you one hour to get back home, or~"
"Or what Izaya~" She laughed, her laughter making the informant glare at the phone.
"Kanya misses you." He said trying to switch tactics.
"And you can tell her I love her, and I'll be back in a few days. Tell her she gets to spend quality time with you."
"I tried that, and she started crying." [Name's] laughter echoed through the phone. "This isn't funny; she hasn't stopped crying since we found that letter."
"Put her on the phone." [Name] sighed.
"Mommy! I miss you, when are you coming home!" The small girl cried into the phone.
"Hey~ don't cry it's a surprise, and I'll be back soon okay. Just be a good girl and try
and listen to your dad."
"Okay and when you get back I get a surprise?"
"That's right, now put Daddy back on the phone."
"Okay love you mommy, be back soon."
"Alright, love you too."
Kanya handed Izaya the phone and dried her eyes on her sleeve. "What'd you tell her?"
"Same thing I told to you, now I've got to go, try not to emotionally scar our daughter."
"I won't." He said hanging up, he looked back to the small girl who watched him intently. "So
What do you want to do?" he shrugged.
"I don't know
" Kanya said looking down at her feet.
what does, [Name] do after you have breakfast?"
"Call you annoying."
"And after that." Izaya said trying not to let his irritation show.
"She helps me get dressed, but I can do it on my own." She stated, before hurrying off to her room.
Izaya ran his hand through his hair, and sighed. "I'm going to kill her when she gets back." He sat at his desk, and tried to think of how he was going to solve this.
"What are you doing, daddy?" Kanya asked as she walked downstairs.
" Izaya started laughing hysterically, at the sight of his daughter.
"What's so funny?!" Kanya yelled. She was wearing a pink and green polka dotted dress, which was turned backwards, and a pair of plaid pants, with a red ribbon carelessly thrown in her messy black hair. Izaya continued to laugh, and Kanya began to cry. "Mommy, was right you are a jerk! A
"Hey~" Izaya said trying to calm his laughter, as he got up and walked over to the crying girl. "I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing with you."
"I'm not laughing." She stated pouting; Izaya scooped her into his arms.
"I mean I'm laughing because
" he kept himself from laughing at the five year olds expense. "You really don't know how to dress yourself do you."
"No, mommy let's me pick out my clothes, but she always helps."
"Well let's see if I can help, because I don't think we'll be making a new fashion trend, with this look."
"Okay." Kanya sighed wiping her eyes on her sleeve, while resting her head on Izaya's shoulder, as he carried her back upstairs. "But can I wear my ribbon?"
"Sure, I guess I'll have to try and comb your hair too, it shouldn't be too hard."
"Don't mess up my hair; I don't want it like yours."
"And what's wrong with my hair?"
"It's boring. I know!" She exclaimed, "I can style your hair, it'll be cool!"
"I think I'll pass on that." Izaya stated.
"Please daddy, I won't mess it up."
"No, thank you."
"No Kanya, end of discussion."
"Mommy would have let me." Kanya pouted.
"Well I'm not her, now am I."
Shinra and Shizu-oji would have~"
"Well I'm not them, and don't think that, that would make me."
"DO you want to go to time out?" Izaya said sitting her down, and looking through her
"I want my mommy." Kanya said, her eyes beginning to water.
"Kanya." Izaya said with more authority, which caused the young girl to cry.
"You're mean, I want my mommy!"
"Well looks like you're stuck with me."
"I want to go to grandma and grandpa's house, until mommy comes back."
"Well you're not."
"I want to call mommy!"
"Well she's busy."
"Call mommy now!" She cried. "I want mommy to come get me, and you to stay here." The
small girl sobbed, falling onto her bed and burying her face in her pillow.
Izaya sighed, frustrated before sitting next to the crying child. "Will you stop crying
If I take you to the park, will you stop crying." He bargained.
"Ice cream too?" Kanya said turning her face, so she wasn't looking at the pillow, but now at her father.
"Sure, just get dressed."
"Okay daddy." She said drying her tear stained [e/c] eyes. Izaya found a pair of jeans and a red t-shirt for Kanya to wear.
"Okay put these on; I'll be downstairs when you're ready." He said as he walked from the room. "I'm going to kill [Name] when she gets back. But
She's just trying to take control of this game, as expected from my dear [Name]-chan~ and I'll just have to show her why I'm the one who pulls the strings in this game."
"I'm ready to go to the park!" Kanya exclaimed as she happily skipped down the stairs. Any signs of her previously crying were gone.
"Alright let's go."
"Hm, what is it?"
"Don't you have to work today, Daddy?"
"I'll let you in on a little secret Kanya-chan~" The informant smirked, as he bent down to her height. "I can take any day I want off, to spend with you, and do you know why?"
Kanya thought about it, and then shook her head. "Well the answer is simple, though all my darling humans need me to make their live that much more interesting. I'll always have time for my two favorite humans."
"Me and Mommy!" Kanya smiled.
"That's right, you and [Name]-chan; though she's starting to work her way down from that
pedestal. So let's get going Kanya-chan~"
"Okay Daddy." She said grabbing his hand, as they walked out the door.