Ichijyo, in annoyance, grabbed Ryuki by his shirt and slammed him against the wall. The red haired boy groaned in pain before the dark-clad young man holding him looked him in the eye.
"You still don't get it, do you?" Ichijyo said threateningly. "We are at war! All Knights are enemies. There is no way we can be allies. We're all in this for ourselves. If you still don't understand that, then just quit." He let go of Ryuki.
"I won't quit," Ryuki protested. "And I won't let the Knights fight each other. This power we've been given can be used to protect people."
Ichijyo scoffed and repeated, mockingly, "Protect people? What for?"
"Because it's the right thing to do," Ryuki said firmly. Ichijyo glared at him in disgust.
"So, you think you're some kind of superhero?" Ichijyo questioned. He scoffed. "Pathetic. You really are naïve and idealistic."
"Even so, but it's the way I am," Ryuki said. He then noticed something at his feet. It looked like a photograph, facing down. It had a date on it and a name. It said Misha. He kneeled down to pick it up. Before he could turn it over to see what was on the other side, Ichijyo grabbed it out of his hand.
"That's mine!" Ichijyo hissed. He started to walk away. However, Ryuki grabbed his shoulder. "Unhand me."
"What is on that picture?" Ryuki asked. "And who's Misha?"
"None of your business!" Ichijyo snapped.
Ryuki decided to chance it, "Is that your reason for fighting? For being a Knight?" He received a punch in the face for that.
"Stop asking questions and mind your own business," Ichijyo warned. "You're better off not knowing."
"I still won't stop," Ryuki said, rubbing his bruising cheek. "I will still fight as a Knight to protect the innocent."
"Do what you wish, but don't try to get me involved," Ichijyo reminded before walking away.