That fight the other day made me thing about a fight I got into with King. In that case it actually was a fight and not just me throwing a hissy fit. I forgot what we had been talking about. It had been an actual conversation between us that didn't involve the hurling around of insults. Not then anyway.

King said something. I can't remember what. Whatever it was I made a crack about how Arthur had died. That was stupid of me. Unbelievably so. Cruel too. Why did I even say it? I can't even remember what I said. It had to do with those red flowers but what was it exactly? I don't know.

King got pissed. That's understandable really. Sure he was a naturally grumpy bunny man who hated my guts, but a joke about Arthur's death was uncalled for. Toroko had been walking by. She had heard what I said. I laughed as King's fur stood on end. I wasn't aware of Toroko's being there yet.

"Get out."

His tone wasn't loud and fiery like it normally was when he was angry with me. It was subdued. Restrained. It was such a strong hate he felt towards me at that moment and I didn't really noticed.

"I'd love to, but I can't."

King told me to leave again. He was finally starting to bubble over. You could tell in his change of tone.

"Again I'd love to bunny boy, but I can't. I'm a rabbit not a bird."

He hit me in the face. I stood there in shock for a bit. He had never touched me until then. I realized Toroko had been watching. I didn't know for how long. I didn't think about what I did next. I just did it. I really shouldn't have though.

I lunged at King. He was able to get pinned to the floor and helpless with ease. I can't fight to save my life. I talk a big game, but I can't live up to it. At all. King didn't proceed to beat on me or strangle me. I thought he might. He just held me to the floor and glared at me instead. I wanted to jab his eyes. That or find a hole to hide in forever. Given the chance I would've done the latter.

Toroko stepped in at that point. She got King off and away from me. He stood still. He kept staring at me. God he hated me. I could feel it then. It scared the hell out of me. I kinda hoped that Toroko would pity me and take my side in all this. She didn't. She wouldn't talk to me. She had every reason not to. Instead she gave me this look. I really messed up. I knew it. I was really wanting to find that hole. That or die.

I couldn't take standing there with the two of them so I stormed off and holed myself up in Arthur's house. I blamed King on my way. Toroko wouldn't be home until much later. I never learned what she had been doing. I never will.

I tried taking a nap. I couldn't though and lying around doing nothing just fouled up my mood some more. So I got up and looked around the house. I thought about messing with the computer and trying to get a hold of someone, but I decided against it. I decided to look in the basement instead. I wanted to know what was in the very back of it. I kicked a dusty box on my way to the back. There were red flowers back there. The remains of them anyway.

Things made a shocking amount of sense then. Arthur had eaten the flowers to protect the village from the Doctor. The shock made me dizzy. I left the basement then. Being down there made me sick. I wouldn't go near it again ever again.

I moped around the house for a few hours. That sick feeling still didn't go away. Then Toroko came home and it got worse. My heart dropped when I heard the door open. I was an ass that made jokes about her dead brother and here I was hanging out in her house regardless. I sat on my bed and stared at the wall. She left me there and kept to herself for most of that night. Most of it.

I really don't know why but Toroko came to see me. I can't imagine why she'd want to, but she did. I kept looking at the wall. She sat on the bed. That unnerved me. She wouldn't say much of anything. She did say my name once. I curled up and kept staring at my wall. I wished I was the wall. The wall wasn't a fuck up. It was just a completely innocent wall.

"I'm sorry."

Why did she say that? She had no reason to. I had every reason to, but I couldn't because I was too much of a weakling to say it. I couldn't ask her why either. I just cried instead. I sat there and bawled my eyes out. Toroko sat the on my bed. Why didn't she leave? She didn't talk with me. Why didn't she leave or at least say something like "Sue you're horrible. Why'd you joke about my dead brother?"? Why Toroko? Why? Dammit.