Is It Right? || Satogou

You're mine and mine alone!

"Ahh!" Ash winced in pain as he abruptly retracted his bloody and bruised knuckles from Goh.

"Ash, How am I supposed to clean your wounds if you keep pulling them away from me?" Goh sighed once again. He had been attempting to clean Ash's wounds for the past few minutes but hadn't gotten anywhere with Ash's whining and whimpering.

"B-but they hurt!" Ash pouted "Would you mind kissing them better for me?"

Goh raised his eyebrows at Ash's lack of shyness. How did he have the audacity to ask something of such after what he had just done!? He was enjoying their alone time and Goh's sympathy for him way too much.

"Big talk for someone who just got into a fight!" Goh scoffed and rolled his eyes at Ash's antics.

"He's mine!" A shrill voice echoed across the mall as an inhuman force knocked Horace's arm off Goh's shoulder.

The next thing Goh registered was Horace strangled on the clear polished floor of the mall with Ash sprawled over him.

An intense murderous aura had engulfed Goh's beloved friend that it looked as though Ash was captured in a strange trance of swinging his fist rapidly towards Horace's face whilst the other was tightly clenched around the poor white headed boy's neck. Horace gasped for at least a single breath as he struggled to slip from Ash's grip. The several punches being aimed at his face wasn't helping the circumstance and it didn't seem as though Horace was going to receive a break from them anytime soon, for Ash's eyes glinted and sparked in homicide at the sight before him.

Ash didn't plan on stopping. Not until enough blood was spilt to surely make this bastard regret ever getting near Goh or teasing the shit out of Ash himself. Walking side by side with Goh, swinging his arm over Goh's shoulder, sitting next to Goh. Well Damn if anything, Ash felt as though he was being replaced. He didn't like it- not one bit! Goh was his and his alone. Nothing was supposed to change that. Yet, even so, this "Horace" has strutted in and gotten all 'buddy, buddy' and close to Goh. Way too close!

Horace again attempted to release himself from Ash's grip but to no avail. He dug his nails deep into Ash's arm and dragged them down to at least shock Ash enough from the pain that he'd have momentarily loosen his grip, yet the success was mere.

Goh gasped and stared at the sight before him and panicked at the surrounding attention. Many passerby's had stopped and stared with the same wide eye shock Goh was now experiencing (albeit Goh's shock was a little stronger since he knew the two) but no one made a move to stop it, regardless many people did yell for security.

Goh snapped to his senses once he witnessed the scarlet blood squirt from Horace's broken and battered nose. He had to stop this! Without thinking, Goh quickly latched his arms under Ash's shoulder and pulled him off Horace. Horace shot up and gasped for breath as many of the passersby ran towards his aid.

'He'll be alright,' Goh thought as he sent Horace an apologetic glance. Luckily Horace caught it and nodded back in response as if to say "go get him!"

Goh desperately yanked Ash into a nearby restroom away from the commotion, before security could arrive. Last thing they both needed was For Ash to get arrested. That was how they got into this predicament- Goh tending to Ash's wounds whilst Ash sat on the counter of the public bathroom.

Ash's smile faltered and an apologetic frown reappeared in its place. "I'm sorry! I know it wasn't right for me to attack Horace like that. Especially since he was your friend. I just... I just don't know what came over me."

"You were jealous weren't you?" Goh smiled fondly at Ash.

"I...er?" Ash's blank expression only caused Goh to chuckle at him.