YYF14: KK, here's the next chapter. Sorry it's short, but I've been busy.

Yusuke-clone: -whiney voice-Do I get better?

YYF14: Actually, yes, a little faster than I would think normal, but you're not quite 'normal'.

Yusuke-clone: -doesn't know whether to be happy or annoyed-

YYF14: Whatever. Disclaimer: I don't own anything except DVDs... and cards. :D YAY!

Koenma-clone: While she's going crazy over her cards, please read.

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Chapter 3: ...chapter three

Yusuke sat in the tub, but winced. It hurt to sit… He leaned back carefully, avoiding making his rib hurt.

He fingered his chest carefully, staring at the dark bruise. He sighed and looked at his right arm, which hung limply at his side.

"Well, better get clean," he mumbled, and proceeded to clean off his upper body.

Yusuke heard the door open and looked up.

Koenma entered, and laid some clothes on the counter.

"Here you go," he said, his cheeks slightly pink. "I wanted to make sure you had something to wear."

Yusuke nodded, resuming his cleaning. Koenma frowned.

"Yusuke, I thought you were right-handed."

"I am."

"Then why are you using your left?" (1)

Yusuke blinked. "This sounds like when Keiko was bugging me about that… back then…

Koenma grimaced. "Sorry, Yusuke. But why are you using your left?"

Yusuke shrugged. "Dunno, felt like it. See, I can use my right."

He raised his right arm and turned it from side to side, ignoring the sharp sting.

Koenma gave a small smile and left.

Yusuke immediately dropped his arm, clenching it tight, tears coming to his eyes.

When the pain was back to a dull ache, Yusuke took a deep breath to calm down. Then he carefully got up and walked over to the counter, leaning on it for support.

He looked for a moment at the clothes, then smiled.

It was a copy of his school uniform. The original one he had been wearing had gotten covered in blood, so it had had to be thrown out.

"Thanks, K-chan," he whispered.

He put the clothes on with some difficulty, and walked normally into Koenma's room.

"Sorry that we couldn't stay in Ningenkai," Koenma said. "But it's still before noon… do you want to go back?"

Yusuke smiled. "I guess. Maybe we can go to the park or something."

Koenma smiled, and they appeared in the park.

Yusuke scooped up a handful of snow with his left hand and tossed it at a tree. He grinned, then made another snowball and threw it at Koenma. It hit him in the face.

Yusuke blushed. "Sorry, K-chan!"

Koenma wiped the snow off of his face and blinked.

"You're gonna get it, Yusuke!" he yelled playfully, and threw a snowball at Yusuke, hitting him in the hest.

Yusuke cringed, left arm wrapping around his chest. (A:N: I know it's just a snowball, but when you break something, it hurts.)

Koenma ran over, a worried look on his face.

"Yusuke? Are you okay? I didn't think I threw that hard…"

Yusuke forced himself to smile. "No, I'm okay."

Koenma nodded, and the two continued the snowball fight, Koenma being more careful about where he hit, and wondered why Yusuke kept using his left arm.

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(1) I've used these wordsbefore- you guys remember... right?

Yusuke-clone:... Can't think of anything to say to this one.

Koenma-clone: Me neither.

YYF14: ...O-kay then... Whatev. I'll try to update soon.