Izaya gripped onto Shizuo's vest as the blonde carefully picked him up. His body was still trembling from the sudden adrenaline rush and panic. Feeling Shizuo rub his back, the smaller male started to calm down.

However, once they reached the city, Izaya couldn't help but hear everyone's whispers as Shizuo walked past them.

"Isn't that Shizuo and Izaya?" "What happened?" "Why is Shizuo carrying Izaya?" "The rumors couldn't be true. Could they?" "Did something happen?" "Why aren't they fighting?" "Don't you remember? Izaya's blind." "So.. he can't do anything now?" "Basically."

Izaya tightened his grip on Shizuo's vest and buried his face as he felt the tears begin to well up.

"Hey," he felt Shizuo's hand on his back. "You alright?" Not wanting Shizuo to see him cry anymore, Izaya tightened his grip again and hid his face further.

"What is it?" Shizuo asked, his voice only loud enough for Izaya to hear.

"Do... Do you think I'm... useless?" He felt Shizuo stop.

"What? Of course not! Why do you say that?"

"Everyone is talking about my blindness. I can hear them whispering. They're saying I basically can't do anything now. They're saying that I'm useless.." Tears began rolling down his cheeks. "And they're right.. I can't do anything..."

Suddenly, he felt Shizuo pull him from his shoulder and placed his forehead against his.

"No," he said. "They're wrong. They don't know you like I do. You're not useless. In fact, you can do more now than before. Your hearing is much stronger and can pick up on tiny details no one else seems to notice." Shizuo placed a kiss on his forehead. "Not to mention that you've brightened up my life." Feeling a smile form across his face, Izaya wrapped his arms around the blonde.

"Thank you, Shizu-chan," he whispered. "I love you."

"I love you too, Izaya," Shizuo replied, returning the hug before adjusting to carry Izaya bridal style. Keeping his arms wrapped around his neck, Izaya smiled as he proudly confirmed the rumors.