The Mentally Disturbed (Day Two-part 2)

Neo reached second class, happy as a ladybug. Or a bee... or just a bug in general. Did bugs get happy? He shook his head and danced inside, finding the face of the kid who bruised his wonderful cheek.

            “YOU! YOU DID THIS TO ME! MR. CAT!” Neo said, in shock. Eten turned around, looking Neo up and down with an angry look on his face and hate in his eyes.

            “Ew.” He said under his breath. “Go away, I don’t like you.” He said simply, bristling.

            “Yeah...well... Wah!” Neo threw his hands in the hair and rolled over the table and into the chair next to him. :<

            “My face is model worthy! Now... now I'm doomed. Never to dream again.” He said seriously, starring the boy strait in the eyes, madness peeking through. Eten stared him down, his eyes flashing.

            “One, No it’s not. Two, you were always doomed. And three, Good.” He said, turning to face the front of the room. “Go sit somewhere else.” Neo pouted and leaned back throwing his feet on the table.

            “Make me.” Eten let out a slow breath, not moving for a moment before grabbing the bottom of Neo’s chair and flipping him hard onto the floor, not even sparing him a glance. Neo stayed sprawled on the floor for a moment... before slowly standing and turning to stare at Eten like a soulless doll.

            “Hello Mr. Kitty... why’d you flip me Mr. Kitty...” Neo shot forward, pulling down on the back of the chair and easily flipping it. “Do you still think it’s funny Mr. Kitty?” He asked his voice not changing at all. Blue eyes staring at the boy, something almost maniac and dangerous in his gaze. Eten let out a breath of surprise and rolled backwards, easily standing back up. He let out a hiss and stared back at the blonde. He advanced, flipping his chair out of the way into another student without much care.
 

The teacher walked in. Surveyed the two students for a second and slowly walked backwards out of the room. Eten circled for a moment, eyes locked on target before lunging forward and grabbing Neo low around the waist, intending to bring him down. Neo stiffened at the sudden feeling of something holding his waist and panic set in as his back hit the floor. Blind panic.
 

Kill.
 

No.
 

Yes.
 

His nails dug into the boy’s arms as he tried to pull him off. He could take punches. That was fun.
 

Kill.
 

“Let. Go.” Neo hissed, fighting to control his brain as the shadows around him wavered. His nails dug harder body stiffening with the onslaught of a panic attack. Eten hissed in pain and tensed as the blonde drew blood. He scratched hard at Neo’s neck, digging his nails in deep before falling back and kicking him across the floor, his feet making contact with the blonde’s ribs. Neo curled up in response to the pain in his ribs, eyes shooting up to glare death at the boy, and making no move to continue the fight as he watched the shadows crawl up the small cat boy. Eten glared back and narrowed his eyes, letting out an angry hiss, body tense and not moving as he watched Neo for signs of an attack.
 

The blonde slowly pulled himself to his feet, pulling down his shirt which had ridden up slightly, showing the barest glimpse of a large scare. He scowled at the cat boy and flinched when one of the shadows reached out for him. Just in my head. Just in my head. Shh. It’s not real. He shot a quick glance around the room noticing almost everyone had left. He glared at Eten, body tensing if he decided another attack would be a good idea. Neo wasn’t sure he’d be able to control himself again. Eten stood up and readied himself, watching the boy’s every movement intently. This might be what he needed. A good fight.
 

Neo slowly reached into his back pocket taking out a small white pill, slipping it into his mouth and swallowing, eyes never leaving Eten’s. Eten tensed his muscles, waiting a moment before running forward, tackling the blonde again, nails at the ready. Neo tried to keep his balance, but he wasn’t really that strong and tumbled to the floor, his abused back smarting with the pain. He threw a fist towards Eten, feeling skin contact with his knuckles. Eten clenched his fists and swung back, hitting Neo in the side of the head. He grabbed the boy’s wrist hard and sank his teeth into his arm.
 

Neo blinked at the sharp sting in his arm, eyes flickering to his wrist as he stopped struggling to get away... He just... bit... o.o. Neo tried pulling his arm back but Eten’s head just...went with it... Neo started... and wiggled his arm... :< Eten sank his teeth deeper, before tearing away roughly. Neo let out a yelp, pulling his arm back, blood seeping from the gouge in his arm.
 

Neo’s eyes watched the blood for a moment before he let his head fall to the floor and his aggressive need to fight left him.

“You win.” He muttered, not particularly happy about it. Eten gave a short hiss in response.

“Fuck you.” He got up, stepping over Neo and heading for the door still in a rage.  
 

Neo pulled himself to his feet, forgetting about the wound and picking up the chairs they had knocked down. He started to the bathroom, mind in a one track haze.