Kanra (Fem!Izaya) Orihara X Masaomi Kida (non-hentai)

Unbeknownst to Masaomi Kida, Kanra had timed her appearance to meet him as he walked his daughter. He had not notied her following them from the shadows like some predatory beast till she had pounced on them in the park. Immediately he had assumed her worst intentions because she wouldn't usually come and tease him without his friends around. But as it happened she was bored anyway.

It was Kanra had dragged her Masa-kun so deep into crime in the first place and now he cold never escape that life which had got out of hand. Without the Yellow Scarves he couldn't afford to care for a child at nearly 16 and begging a pittance from Kanra had been like getting blood out of a stone. Still he suspected - even knew - Kanra had deliberately brought what they had built together to disaster, out of envy, even having Saki's legs broken though the three of them had shared the sheets. Unforgivable.

Masaomi had to return to her bed that one night against his better judgment, for her to agree to pay anything at all. She had dumped little Kanra on his parents in his own absence, to their surprise and to his. "You're not a kid anymore" he remembered she had purred that evening he first had sex. As far as anyone except Mikado knew, his little girl was really his adopted sister. No one had admitted to suspecting she was Kanra's daughter despite her looks, for the simple reason that she was never there. But he assumed there must have been talk.

Kanra was the most extraordinary girl he had ever met, and yet what followed was as close to ordinary as he might hope.

"If it hadn't been for you, she might not be here," she said distantly as she looked at what he had created. "When I thought of her as mine it would have been like killing a part of me." Truthfully it had been Shinra's words had that effect, before that she had of course wanted rid, like she did all her problems. Afterwards she had just followed her nature as she always did.

"That's the only true kindness I've seen off of you" thought Masaomi, briefly forgetting she had abandoned their child on his family when he was just 14. A trick to make him come back to her in Ikebukuro, he thought at the time. And even now at 23, Kanra was no way adult enough to raise a child. For all her sexiness she was impulsive and childish, completely self-centred and seemingly incapable of normal relationships. Regretfully he looked down at his little girl and saw himself and her mother in her. "At least she is here" he thought and briefly a sense of misguided nostalgia came over him as they walked along.

"Don't you ever wish we were together? The three of us." Her claws were still in him, he knew.

Masaomi was taken aback by some brief openness from the dark haired beauty. "I can't feel what you expect toward humans", she explained of herself, wanting her plaything to understand. "I couldn't bond with her if I tried." Some regret had struck Kanra and her own loneliness bit particularly deep because of Masaomi's words.

Kida-kun was even more surprised to see his old flame kneel down for her two year old with her fur-lined jacket wide open. The little girl suddenly hugged her estranged mummy which Kida thought sweet. Deep inside he pondered if this was for real or if the ice maiden was after something for herself. "They're at the same level" he thought with a smile, wishing his Kanra were human more often.