The sudden turn of events confused Mayumi, and she now noticed someone that was the reason for the confusion. She didn't know why she brought Izaya to Bunkyo, the intention dissolved the moment she understood the information broker's soft side, the only soft side that he had. She could see Shizuo, standing a few hundred meters away from her and Izaya, and she knew from the look in his eyes that this was a bad turn of events. It looked as if he had lost control over everything, and Mayumi understood that it was the letter that was the trigger.

But, she was here, at the brink of death, watching the man she loves lose his mind, while the man she pitied threatened to slit her throat.

"Shizuo…" Mayumi muttered to herself when she heard the blonde yell, "Leave her aside and fight me, Izaya, or should I just teach you how?" Shizuo sounded furious, he looked furious, he was the embodiment of ire. "Shizuo, please, wait-""Yumi-chan will get slit easily if you come close Shizu-chan." Izaya said, and Mayumi's eyes widened.

"Izaya, stop this." Izaya laughed as he said, "You really think I felt whatever you thought I did? I'm Izaya Orihara! I won't fall into such childish attractions, they matter nothing to me! And you-"His blade cut a little of her skin and Mayumi winced, "-mean nothing to me." Shizuo charged at the male, and within an instant, grabbed Mayumi and pushed her down on the ground, the two men fighting in front of her. Her neck wasn't injured, she felt fine, all she felt was fear and guilt. She knew she couldn't just sit there and watch two men kill each other, she knew this was the summit, she knew this was the ultimate battle between the two. She had to stop it, but she didn't know how.

"Angry that I used Yumi-chan to hurt you, Shizu-chan?" All Shizuo could see was Izaya's death. All he wanted was to kill the man before him, and Mayumi seemed like a stranger to him now. She was the reason he was angry, but he didn't know that anymore. He thrust his hands harder than ever before, desperate to grab the black haired male in front of him, it felt like he was suffocating, he felt like he would die if Izaya kept living. Shizuo noticed a sign that said 'no littering' and ran to grab it, and Izaya took out his knife. Instantaneously, Mayumi grabbed Izaya from behind, and the male jerked his hands beating Mayumi several times, but she didn't let go of him.

She spun around, so that if Shizuo brought the sign post, he would see her in front of Izaya and he would stop. But, it didn't seem so.

Anger had masked Shizuo completely, making him weary of reality. Mayumi Matsumoto looked like Izaya.

It took one blow, to bring the male back to his senses. Izaya's knife flew out of his hands, and Mayumi gasped for breath. The force too hard to swallow. She was beat, but at the last minute, a spark came out of nowhere, the force Shizuo had intended to beat Izaya with reduced, his mind knowing it was Mayumi, but his body was too slow to react. Time stopped for the men, and Mayumi lay on the ground, bleeding. But this time, unlike the last time, she was unconscious. Izaya didn't flee. He dialed Shinra's phone, and lay it on the ground, and walked away. Before he did, he smirked to himself, his face trying it's hardest to mask the confusion he held.

Shizuo was Shizuo again. He grabbed Izaya's phone and broke it, and carried Mayumi out of the cemetery. It felt like the last bits of his memory had faded, it felt as if he had actually beaten Izaya, but it was Mayumi. He didn't know why she did what she did, and at that moment, he didn't care. He ran as fast as he could, carrying the woman he loved in his arms, every step he took, was a countable breath that she took. Shizuo was scared, not angry, he wouldn't feel angry now.

Anger was something that hurt him more than it hurt anyone else. He clasped onto the anger so hard, that his fists burned, and the one who needed to be hurt walked away. But, this time, Mayumi succeeded in saving the two men from becoming what they weren't. Demons.

The hospital wasn't too far off, and for that Shizuo was thankful. His shirt was red with Mayumi's blood. If she passed away, it would all be his fault. He would be the one who killed his lover, in cold blood, enveloped in his own anger. Wouldn't it seem like she was the one that made him the demon he was? What was she trying to prove? The more he thought about it, the angrier he felt. But, he didn't move. He sat right outside Mayumi's emergency room, and he waited. His phone kept ringing, and he picked it up before it went into voicemail. "Shizuo! Mayumi, is she alright? Shizuo what happened-""Shut up. I think I killed her." His voice was calm, but his insides burned.

Was it possible for someone to keep up that façade of calmness when they are breaking down on the inside?

It was too hard for Shizuo to keep sitting there doing nothing, thinking as if the woman who was hurt meant nothing to him, but that wasn't the case. "What do you mean?" Shinra asked, and Shizuo didn't say anything. "You heard me, I'm a demon now." He ended the call, and sighed, pulling out a smoke and walked out of the building. The doctors looked panicked, and they didn't ask him how she was hurt, which was unusual. It didn't occur to him at that minute, but when it did, he didn't know what he felt. A murderous intent to kill the man responsible, or forgiveness.

Izaya had already informed the hospital about Mayumi.

So they wouldn't question Shizuo.

Sometimes, even a man like Izaya would know what his limits are. And when he did, he wouldn't apologize for what he did, he simply would leave the people alone, taking a break, which he desperately needed at that minute. Mayumi did nothing wrong, but she forgave him. He wasn't used to being forgiven. He didn't like this feeling, but he wouldn't deny the solace it brought him.

Shizuo on the other hand, wouldn't eat until Mayumi woke up. It had been a day and a half, and the doctors said she wasn't out of danger yet. But, a doctor who wasn't the in charge let it slip to Shizuo that she wouldn't wake up, and that angered the man. But, he didn't react. The main doctor, the one who was in charge always told Shizuo that she would wake up. Never told him when though. Shizuo still wore the same blood stained shirt, and as gory as it would sound, he didn't want to remove the shirt. He wore it to feel closer to her, somehow that gave him a relief which normal people wouldn't understand. Shizuo didn't understand it, but he knew it was the truth. That, anger was nothing but something that killed. Anger kills the man who felt it, for each wrath left him less than what he had been before, always taking something from him.

He didn't know what he would tell her when she woke up. What could he say? Should he keep quiet? Would she tell him she hated him? He believed he could take it. If she stayed away from him, she would be safe.

Tom forced Shizuo to change, and he forced Shizuo to eat. Kazuka was also there, once, but Shizuo didn't know that. Kazuka visited Mayumi's ward in secret, and could see bandages around her head, and her eyes closed. She was resting, and Kazuka wanted her to wake up. She had to, for he couldn't bare seeing his brother, his strong brother look so weak, for Shizuo was many things, but weak wasn't one of them. Three weeks passed, she was still asleep. She had been transferred to Ikebukuro, and for everyone's shock, Izaya wasn't around. For the time being, he decided he would take a break. He would return, after everyone had been healed. Especially himself.

Eventually she did wake up, but it was dark, and she saw Shizuo asleep on the table beside her bed. She did remember everything too clearly, and she turned to her right to see how long she was asleep. Her eyes widened at the date, and she sat up straight, her whole body feeling sore. She turned to her left and saw Shizuo asleep, his glasses almost falling off his eyes, which she removed and placed beside him. She stroked his hair, and bit her lip to see he was still there beside her, after everything she did. "I'm so sorry…" She cried softly, and gasped when he grabbed her hand.

"Sh-Shizuo…" He looked at her and saw that she extended both her arms asking him to hug her, asking him to let her hug him. He obliged. "I'm sorry…" In the time she was asleep, Shizuo learnt of why she did what she did. Kyohei had 'interrogated' Namie, and she let out everything. Shizuo knew Mayumi was stupid but, this wasn't what he imagined. She listened to Izaya, so that he would leave Shizuo alone. In her own twisted way, Mayumi tried to help Shizuo. The male made sure he didn't press her too hard to him, not wanting to hurt her. "How are you feeling?" She sobbed and in between the sobs she said, "I-I'm o-okay…I'm so sorry-""Marry me."

It was possible for Mayumi to define silence right then. Her eyes were wide, but she saw nothing. She felt nothing. She didn't think of anything. "Yes." She whispered, and Shizuo held her closer. "Mayumi, I meant-""I'll marry you. I love you." She cried and pressed herself closer to him. He didn't feel like he was making a mistake, instead he felt nothing change. It felt as if they were already married, mentally. They lived together, they had slept with each other, and they loved each other, more than anything else. She knew he wasn't the romantic, and she knew he wouldn't get on his knees and ask her either. She didn't mind. She loved the way he did ask her, it was the best ever.

"You're not a demon." He reminded her, just when she was about to think this was a mistake. Her eyes widened, and she stared at Shizuo's face. "Shizu-""Not a demon. Don't make me hit you." Mayumi smiled. "Okay." She couldn't believe that she actually believed him. "You aren't either-""I knew you'd say that. Shut up and go to sleep." Mayumi chuckled and pulled him next to her. "You shut up and go to sleep." Shizuo smirked at her. Nothing had to be told anymore. He was sure of that. She was sure of that.

A/N: I love this chapter. I wrote it, yes, but I adore it anyway. :3
Ah, Demons is coming to an end in the next chapter. God, I had fun writing this one!
I shall miss it. :'(
Review my dears~