Kyo glared up at you as you dabbed a cloth along a gash he had on his forehead, "That stupid rat will lose next time," He said, crossing his arms and pouting. He hated how patient you were. He hated it when you treated his scratches and bruises. It made him feel... weird.

"You can stop treating me like a child, and looking at me like I deserve pity," He added, swatting your hand away from his hair when you tried to fix it. "I hate you, and I don't want you near me! You're just like the rat!"