Ritsuka ignored Aidou when he started yelling. At least, he did at first. When the pillow hit him in the back of the head, he was caught by surprise and stumbled. Pain shot through his neck, but that was nothing compared to the anger that flared up in him. Pygmy?! Whirling around, Ritsuka bristled, gripping his book so tightly his knuckles turned white.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" he shouted. The sudden impact had jolted his wound and he could feel it throbbing, knowing it was probably beginning to bleed a bit. He'd had it with this guy! He tried being nice and that failed. He tried talking to him honestly and that fell flat. All Aidou said he wanted was for Ritsuka to go away, and when he finally did, he threw things at him and insulted him! Ritsuka couldn't remember preschool, but he was fairly certain it had to be like this. "I finally give you want you want and you throw things at me? What are you, two years old? Get off your damn high horse, learn some basic courtesy, and maybe you won't have to go pushing your own insecurities off as superiority, you moron."