Yukio grabs Targa's collar, "You calling me small?"
Targa stands there, perfectly calm, "No, you called yourself small."
Yukio shoves Targa away, "She isn't pure anymore, is she?"
Targa closes his eyes and breathes in, holding in his breath.
"What are you doing?"
Targa exhales, "I'm guessing you're mad?"
Yukio goes to punch Targa.
Targa catches the punch, "You're to predictable." He opens his eyes and stares Yukio in the eyes, daring him to move.
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