Warning: use of mild profanity below.

And yes, I haven't updated this in a while... A very long while. Enjoy anyway!

It had been about a week since Foggy had found out about Matt's amazing rain magic blind seeing thing(something Foggy was still questioning, though Matt insisted it was just from practice). Now they were casually walking back from a long day of class, Matt holding on loosely just above Foggy's elbow. They were almost back to the dorm when Matt's shoulder was jarred violently. He had been too immersed in his conversation with Foggy to notice, and it was not like he could have reacted without giving anything away anyway.

Both Matt and Foggy and the other guy stopped in their tracks.

"Watch where you're going idiot!" he jeered, then added, (after taking in Matt's cane and sunglasses) "Oh wait, you can't."

Foggy was enraged. "Fuck you! You don't talk about my friend like that!"

"Drop it Foggy," Matt whispered, already continuing forward before Foggy's iron grip pulled him back.

Meanwhile, the bully made his way in their direction. He was about a head taller than Foggy, and looked like some kind of jock, wearing a dri-fit t-shirt and nylon shorts paired with a baseball cap and ridiculously white sneakers. This rich look was put off by his tiny, piggy eyes and squished nose, not to mention teeth that were too big for his mouth.

"What did you say, fatty?"

Now it was Matt's turn to get angry. "Don't you dare call my friend that. Turn around right now and walk away."

"R'ya gonna go cry to your mommy, disabled boy?" He continued before Foggy could say anything else. "Cmon. Hit me yourself."

That was when Foggy threw a punch. It went right below the guy's nose, and Foggy could feel his knuckles split as they slammed into his teeth. Matt looked stunned, obviously aware of what was happening, and pulled Foggy back towards him. But it was too late.

A large fist flew into Foggy's face, bloodying his nose and knocking him sideways slightly, where he watched as the guy kicked Matt in the stomach and shoved him to the ground. This was soon followed up by another jolt of pain in Foggy's side as he was kicked away from Matt, his head hitting the concrete with a nauseating konk as he fell suddenly.

The guy was still obviously pissed, but at least he had the decency to not knock out a blind guy. He stalked off after spitting a large glob of saliva in Foggy's face and shoving Matt back down to the ground when he tried to stand up (haha literally) for his friend.

"What a dick," Matt thought, but now he had other problems to deal with... Such as getting his unconscious best friend back to the dorm without looking like he was dragging away and disposing of a dead body. In the meantime, he checked that his friend was okay.

He scrambled over to Foggy and ran his fingers along his head, finding the part which hit the ground with a gentle touch. He could feel the blood rushing under his skin, a hot swollen bump already forming. He wasn't concussed, but he would have a bruised bump on his head for about a week. He then listened for any other injuries in Foggy's body. There was a slight taste of copper in the air, (coming from somewhere which was not Foggy's nose) which he traced to Foggy's knuckles on his right hand. Of course, that was where his hand split on the guy's teeth. Only his middle knuckle was bleeding, and only three fingers were kinda swollen.

Confident that his friend was relatively okay besides being unconscious, and having no intention of calling 911, he carefully manoeuvred (dragged) Foggy to a nearby bench, (abandoning his cane and not caring what people thought was going on) then lay Foggy down on his backpack so it looked like he was sleeping. It was a ridiculous disguise for being unconscious, but at least it could give Matt an excuse to leave. He rushed over to the lunchroom, which was close by, got a pack of ice, wrapped it in a cloth, and returned to the 'sleeping' Foggy. He then held it on the swollen part of his head and began listening to an audiobook.

He could immediately tell when Foggy woke up. His initial calm breathing sped up rapidly and he unintentionally slapped Matt in the face as he got up, and would have poked him in the eye if he wasn't wearing sunglasses.

"Shit Matt. My head is frozen and... what?" Foggy looked up and got his bearings.

"You passed out. I got ice." Matt said matter-of-factly. "Do you feel okay?"

"Well, no. That guy was a dick. Did he seriously just leave after knocking me out?"

"Yeah, he's that kind of guy."

"He didn't knock you out did he?"

"No, that would be low," Matt said, making a face, "knocking out a defenceless disabled guy is never okay."

There was a moment of uncomfortable silence, soon broken by Foggy. "I feel like shit, but can we get back to the dorm? Please? It's getting dark."

"Really? It seems completely dark to me," Matt deadpanned, grinning slightly at his own joke, then further letting loose a laugh at Foggy's confusion. "If I were wearing sunglasses, it..." Foggy paused. "I walked right into that one."

Matt stood up, laughing and offering the ice bag to Foggy, who discarded the ice on the ground and shoved the cloth into his pocket. He was still a little drowsy, so Matt guided him probably more than Foggy guided Matt.

It didn't take them long to return to their dorm, and after a regular dinner of ramen, they both almost immediately crashed.

The next day was pretty free for both of them, so Foggy woke up at 10:30 in the morning to see Matt making his way to their bedroom with a bowl of cereal in his hands. He carefully felt for the doorframe, then started into their room.

"Hey Matt. I'm up."

"Oh hey Foggy." Matt had reached his bed, and presented the full bowl of cereal. "I hope I didn't spill any milk on the way here." He smiled slightly, but there was something different about his smile. Foggy picked up on it immediately.

He took the bowl from Matt's hands and placed it on the table beside him. "Matt, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"You're not fine."

"You're not fine. You were unconscious yesterday."

"Yeah, but I've established that I'm not fine, so there's no argument. What's wrong, Matt?"

Matt's sightless blue eyes looked vaguely in Foggy's direction. With that expression on his face, he looked like a kicked puppy - an emotionally kicked puppy. "I was just thinking about what that guy said. I know he's a bully, but he's right. I'm disabled and defenceless, so much so I couldn't help my best friend from getting knocked out, right after my said best friend punched someone in face to stand up for me." Matt meant that in a different way though. He felt defenceless because he couldn't risk revealing his identity by beating up the bully. He felt so bad because he could have, but he didn't. It was something that bugged him constantly, especially at night, where he could often hear screaming children, or women getting raped, or drugs being sold, or abuse. All the horrible things he could hear, but he didn't help. He just stayed in his comfortable little dorm room while people out there were being killed or tortured. He could stop them, but instead he chose to put up his front as a blind college student. A helpless blind college student.

"Use your head, not your fists." Jack Murdock's words flashed through his mind. "Not like me."

Foggy's voice pulled him from his thoughts. "Matt, you're not disabled."

"You can't make that argument, Foggy." Matt gestured to his eyes.

Foggy paused. "Well, you're the most abled disabled person I have ever met. You're seriously smart, and one day you're going to be defending people through the law - so you're not defenceless either."

"Kay. Now I feel stupid."

"Why?"

"Cos you're the one who was actually manhandled and I'm here complaining."

At that, Foggy got up and drew Matt into a hug. He was seriously so cute when he was upset. Foggy couldn't help it. "From now on, we stick up for each other. You and me, buddy."

Matt smiled.

HI. I wasn't really sure how to write this one. I know it wasn't really eventful in terms of anything. I still have more ideas which I'm planning to put in later on. Leave reviews with any ideas you have. (or just honest "this is great" or "you suck at writing" reviews - I'm open to criticism) Thanks for reading!