A/N: 2nd chapter, please read and review. My friend reckons I'm psycho for writing this story. I maybe am, but that shouldn't stop you from reviewing.

I don't own the characters. I own the depressing story I put them in.

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Chapter two: Neal ends up in pain and embarrassed.

"Goddess, Neal, what happened to you?"

Kel had rushed into Neal's room, and saw all the blood that was gushing out of his hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" He screamed. "I'm dying!"

"Keep your head, Neal," said Kel calmly. "You're the one that can save you, you're the one with the healing Gift, not me."

But Neal was panicking too much to notice her words. Fortunately, just then, Alanna walked past Neal's door, and saw him lying on the floor, clutching his hand and moaning in agony.

In no time at all Alanna sized up the situation, strode in, and applied her healing Gift to Neal's hand. She stopped the blood flow and looked at him. Neal had stopped moaning, too.

"Neal, what did you think you're doing, playing around with a shukeshen? Don't you know better?" Kel was very worried about her friend, and she chose to show that through being appalled.

Neal stood up, embarrassed at all the attention he was receiving and at the fact that he lost his head completely when he was in mortal danger. He began bandaging his finger up, trying to block out Alanna's scolds.

"You completely lost your head during that!" She cried at him. "You should have known better! You knew perfectly well that shukeshens are used for weapons. Why did you do that?"

Both females were staring at him angrily and worriedly. As is things couldn't get any worse, Yuki came to the doorway.

"I heard screaming in here, what's going on?"

Neal hurriedly shooed all three of them out the door. There was only so much embarrassment a person could take.

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