Disclaimer: Same as always.

A/N: And here is the second part. I'll get around to editing as soon as I can.

I can remember my awe at seeing my Shuichi do anything even remotely violent. I can remember seeing Tohma flying backwards. Then like a slingshot, he shot forward. Then I did probably the worst thing I could have possibly done in this situation.

I yelled Shuichi's name.

I trust Shu completely. I would trust that boy with my life. But I don't trust his body. Not at all. Shuichi has the strongest personality I have ever seen, but his body is undeniably small and I don't trust it. I don't trust the body I worship to be able to protect the person that I love so much.

So I tried to warn it of the oncoming threat. Tried to demand that it not try and protect it's owners pride. Let me deal with it. Let me protect it. Let me do my job. But I should have let it go. Should have let the body protect itself. Because in the end it was Shu who suffered. It was him who never got to see the attack coming, him who was blindly punched in the jaw, him who dropped to the floor faster then any of us could react to…

But it was also him who sprung to his feet and surprised us all with the obvious intention of a follow-up attack. He met my eyes for a second and I could finally see the uncertainty. How unsure he was as to how this was going to end. All he knew was what he was going to do next. That was evident in the way Shu twisted his upper body back towards Tohma with predator like movement and speed.

I can't let him fight. Shuichi is not a fighter. Shuichi should never have to fight.

So I finally found my feet and lurched forward, wrapping my hands around his waist, putting my lips to his ear. I whispered harshly but gently.

"Stop. Now."

My brat is never one to listen though. He pulls against my brace, attempting to run at a now smirking Tohma.

"Like fucking hell!" He screeched.

I am not sure if it was the fury or the instinct of every man to fight or just simply adrenaline, but somehow he was able to escape my hold. And when he did I knew that it was best I not interfere. I could see that Tohma expected Shuichi to listen to me, for me to be able to hold him down. So when Shu hurdled his entire body at the man, backing him up into the wall. Tohma had no time to think when Shuichi ferally back handed him across the face before dealing the bastard an equally agonizing punch to the opposite side of his face that he had punched before.

My idiot seemed to think he had done enough (though I didn't agree in the slightest), as he stood up straight and watched as Tohma struggled on the ground to regain his breath and his dignity.

I walked forward and placed a hand on his shoulder and he looked up at me. He looked confused but proud and I couldn't blame him. The brat had done what I had wished on so many endless occasions to do. But there was one more thing I had to clear up.

"How'd it start, brat?"

"How'd what start?"

"The fight."

"Oh… Tohma said you were stupid for being with someone like me…"

"Since when has something he said about you ever made you this mad?"

"What? …Wait, no… I didn't get mad at him for that. I got mad at him because he called you stupid."

A/N: Reviews? -smile-