Not Just My Enemy.

Preface: Can't Fight Someone Who's Crying.

        "Ben, calm down," I asked my mortal enemy slowly. His eyes were pitch black, instead of his normal blue, and blood streamed from his eyes. I don't know why he is upset, but I do know he's here to take it out on me. Again.

        "You really fucking piss me off, know that?" He spat at me angrily.

        "Just wish I knew why," I whispered to myself, sadly he heard, something I was not planning on happening during this all-ready-bad situation.

        "Wanna know why!? I fucking hate you! I can't stop thinking about it! I can't stop thinking about you! I want you dead!" He screamed at me in pure fury. I nodded yet again, knowing anything I say will make the situation worse.

        I dropped my sword on the ground and looked him in the eyes. It hurt me to see there and see the blood flow from his eyes. I hate when people cry, it means I'm not doing my job correctly. I'm meant to make everyone happy, make then feel safe. If someone crying, then I'm not doing that.

        "Ben, please stop crying." I asked him, slowly walking up to the other male. Ben's eyes went wide with shock before he regained himself.

        "Why? Would that make you happy, Hero?!" He yelled out, pulling his sword out of it's sheath. I didn't make a move. I know I should, I know I should be about to grow up and deal with it, but I can't. I can't hurt someone who's crying. He threw me back against the wall and held his sword to my neck, but I couldn't do anything.

        "Come on! Fight me!" He yelled into my face. I shook my head no again, and he pushed the blade deeper into my throat. I could feel the metallic red liquid drip from my wound, down my tunic, but I still couldn't fight.

        After a while of Ben's complains, he unexpectedly dropped his sword. "I won't kill someone who won't fight back," He growled, as he glared at me ruefully. "but I will kill you, and you will fight back! Hear me? And I won't forget," Ben said before picking up his sword and walking out. I wanted to run after him, but I knew that would be a bad idea. I wrapped my hand around the wound on my neck and walked to the bathroom. I wasn't bad, but it wasn't good ether. It was a good five inches across my neck and just deep enough to most likely leave a scar.

        I decided that it wasn't bad enough that I needed a potion, so I cleaned it up and left it alone. It was a deadly cut.

        Navi flew out not long later, saying "Is he gone."

        "Yep," Was my instant reply and she sighed, sitting on my shoulder. "Hey, Navi?" I asked after a long while of silence and thinking.

        "Hm?" She said in a sleepy tone.

        "Ben said he was always thinking about me. Why do you think that is?" Is asked. I don't know why those words stood out to me. Almost as if they didn't fit into the sentence. I looked over, only to see Navi had fell asleep on my shoulder. I smiled and picked her up, setting her on one of the couch pillows.

        "Night." I smiled before heading my way upstairs.