"Hey! Hey, new boy!" Ryou sighed inwardly. Maybe if I ignore them, they'll go away. He thought hopefully. The other in his head snorted with laughter at this.
Not a chance, landlord.
Ryou ignored this comment, too. Which only made the other laugh more.
"New boy! Hey! I was talking to you!" Ryou felt a hand grab his collar from behind, making him choke. The hand spun him around to face a tall, mean-looking Japanese boy. "Time to teach you some manners, I think!" The boy exclaimed. Ryou winced, expectantly, but the blow never came. Instead, Ryou was pushed backwards in his mind and, quick as a flash, his other caught the boy's fist in his own pale hand. Squeezing until there was an audible crack, Ryou's other moved fluidly around until he was behind the would-be bully, holding his arm tight against his back. Ryou felt his head move forward until it was next to the boy's ear.
"Lay one finger on this body again, and I will rip your arm off. Understood?" The other hissed viciously. The boy whimpered, nodding. The other released his hand and stepped back, relinquishing control to Ryou as he did so.
What did you do that for? Ryou asked, confused. He knew the other had no problems with him being hurt…
This body belongs to me now, landlord. I will not allow other people to hurt my possessions.
Thanks… I think. Ryou replied.
Oh, make no mistake, landlord. This doesn't mean I like you, and I will punish you later for letting that brat nearly get a hold of my possession.
Of course. Nothing was that simple with his other.