Post by Mello on Apr 25, 2008 23:47:01 GMT -5
It was true, he hated Near's lack of reaction to anything he had done. A simple squeak, or even an 'ow' would have satisfied him for the moment.. Yet he received neither. It was abhorrent how calm Near could be, sometimes not even a flinch would come from the boy's pale body, even when threatened. Everything was thought out logically with the boy, nothing would be put underestimated it seemed, and nothing was unpredictable. Except for the blond that now stood further from him. With his eyes narrowed, and both fists balled up he stood there for a moment in an attempt to at least calm him down. Was he jealous of how Near acted? The calm boy was like water, and he fire. Of course two things that didn't fit.
'Thank you?' He was still bitter alright, how could you say thank you after that? was he stupid? How could he just take it.. Just like that. On the inside he was screaming at himself, why couldn't he just walk away? Why was he still here, standing stupidly staring at the boy across the room... Waiting, maybe even hoping that he would just come out and say it. 'Mello, you're better than me.' He knew he wouldn't though, he knew that was impossible. What would he gain by it anyway? Nothing, Thats what. Maybe an ego boost, but thats all. If Matt were here maybe he would try to calm down, telling him something along the lines of 'Swallow your pride' But not so blunt.
Returning from his thoughts, he had two choices. Continue this 'fight', or just walk away, the latter sounded like the best way out. Figuring that he had done enough for this moment, rather than starting another fight... On second thought, he bent down picking up one of the scatter puzzle piece; one of the few that would form that black old-English L, and threw it in the direction that Near at been sitting before his attention turned back to the door, and away from Near, the one who always knew how to irritate him. This could be seen as a childish move, but wasn't that what this fight started over anyway?
'Thank you?' He was still bitter alright, how could you say thank you after that? was he stupid? How could he just take it.. Just like that. On the inside he was screaming at himself, why couldn't he just walk away? Why was he still here, standing
Returning from his thoughts, he had two choices. Continue this 'fight', or just walk away, the latter sounded like the best way out. Figuring that he had done enough for this moment, rather than starting another fight... On second thought, he bent down picking up one of the scatter puzzle piece; one of the few that would form that black old-English L, and threw it in the direction that Near at been sitting before his attention turned back to the door, and away from Near, the one who always knew how to irritate him. This could be seen as a childish move, but wasn't that what this fight started over anyway?