I'm Ba-a-a-a-a-a-ck. Let's get shakin' bacon!!

"Depend on the rabbits foot if you must, but remember, it didn't work for the rabbit," – R.E. Shaw

I sat there simply as the young boy bandaged my head. It was warm, and I almost wanted to cry. I had grown up in a world of technology and it was cold, with no love or care, but here was the first real human interaction I had had in quite some time, and it relaxed me. He reached the large cut on my forehead, and the alcohol stung my skin, and I winced, pulling my body away from the offensive ball of cotton.

'Oh, did I hurt you?" he asked, his voice genuinely filled with worry.

"N....no..." I replied softly, my voice sounding strange to even my ears. It was rougher than usual, but I was not entirely worried. My voice always sounded like that after using that spell. I coughed, placing my hand up to my mouth to stop the small spattering of blood that exhausted itself from my lungs.

"Do you have a name?" his voice washed over me, smooth, and still young.

"Midorai," I replied, opening my eyes to smile at him.

"Midorai?" he asked, trying out my name on his tongue like some kind of new dish.

"Yes," I replied looking into his red hued eyes.

"Hm... nice name."

"What's yours?" I asked, curiosity now beginning to twine into my consciousness.

"Huh?...," he finished cleaing off my face, and I could now see clearly as I looked into his young face.

(Daisuke POV)

"Daisuke Moriyama," I replied, smiling at her. She appeared young. Her skin was very pale under all the blood , but her cheeks were tinged with a deep flush from the loss of blood. I stared down at my sheets, which were now spotted heavily with her blood.

"I'll clean these for you once I'm better," she said suddenly, her voice becoming sweeter in sound with every word.

I nodded my head. I was working on her shoulder now, and that was hard enough. I couldn't tell whether it was broken, or just appeared to be so.

'So Daisuke, finally got a girl in you bed, huh?' Dark said suddenly in my head, and instantly, I was blushing. I could almost see the young man laughing at this. I glared silently at him, and worked slowly down her arms, which were skinny as sticks, and just about as straight.

"Thank you," she muttered, and I could hear her hair rustle against my pillow, and I knew she had looked away. Was she ashamed??

"I don't want you to die," I replied simply, looking up to face her. Her eyes seemed to stare right into me, and I was almost sure she was looking at Dark, and not me.

"Yes..." she looked away, sending more hair to fall across her face.

"I'm going to get my parents, and they'll help me to figure out how bad some of your injuries are," I then stood up, wiping my hands on the legs of my pajamas. And with that I simply walked out of the room, to get my parents...

(Midorai's POV)

The boy walked out of the room. He left me with that bone crushing silence that seemed to always settle thick like dust in a long forgotten attic all around my body. I look at my arms. He did a good job, I had to admit, and I sighed. Every nerve in my body screamed for me to stay, but my heart was telling me to leave. I didn't want to bring any trouble to this family, after their son had been so kind.

I threw my long legs over the side of the bed, and rose up. My limbs were unsteady, like a calf learning to walk, and I made my way to the window, which lay open and forgotten in the occurrence of my interference into his life.

I was just about to make it to the window, when the loss of blood hit me hard, and my legs trembled, and I collapsed. I fell into a pair of strong arms, and I could hear talking in the background, but in my faint state I could not hear what they were saying.

"I... have to go..." I tried to make the words escape from my lips, and they parted roughly and rather choppily.

"You're not going anywhere!" a female voice reached my ears.

"I agree," a deep male voice suddenly joined the conversation.

"Midorai!" the boy named Daisuke called out for me, but it was no use. The world had started to spin, and there, in the arms of someone I did not know, I slipped out of the conscious world. My last though was though was, my luck will never change...

The sun was streaming into the windows as I opened my eyes. I lay in the boy, Daisuke's, bed, the sheets tucked neatly around my form. I was dressed now though, in a pair of flannel pajamas and the cloth felt luxurious against my skin, I was so used to my regulation dress, that this felt like heaven. I yawned, and stretched the one arm I could and looked around. No one was in the room with me, and the window was now closed, and locked.

I unsteadily got out of the bed, noticing the now clean sheets, and walked drunkenly to the door. It seemed funny to me that I could no longer walk in a straight line, because I giggled. I did my best to open the door soundlessly, but they heard, as I could distinctly hear movement start up, and I cursed myself silently. Daisuke was the first to see me, and I was sure I looked like a mess.

"Midorai, you're up," he said simply, walking over to me cautiously. I noted that he had been acting cautiously of me ever since I met him, and then it hit me. The spell, he must be afraid!

"Uh, I...," how do you explain that sort of thing?? "I'm sorry about... uh..." about what!?!?! "Using your voice earlier! Honestly, I won't do it again!!" I replied. Lame, very lame.

"Oh... yeah... no problem... follow me," he replied, and I knew it. He probably thought of me as some nutcase straight from the Happy Acres. Stupid, stupid, stupid!!! I walked after him silently, my feet now covered in clean white socks. I stared at them in wonder until we reached what I guess was the kitchen. Three people sat already eating. One was an old man, and the other two were probably his parents. I did my best to smile at them, but it soon turned to a grimace as the muscles in my face cried out in protest.

"Good Morning," I did my best to be polite, "I'll try to leave as soon as I can..." I was interrupted by the mother.

"Nonsense, stay here with us until you can get in contact with you parents," she replied, busying herself with clearing the dishes.

"Uh...I... don't have parents," I stated simply, looking up at the ceiling to avoid looking into their eyes.

"Oh!!" and they all fell quiet suddenly.

"Well, you're welcome to stay with us. Daisuke said you name is Midray??"

"Uh, Midorai, and I don't want to cause any trouble, I fear I have intruded into you lives enough as it is," I replied, bowing my head at them, sending my hair down my shoulders and puddling on the ground.

"It's no trouble," the father replied, walking over to me and throwing his arm around my shoulder. I looked at Daisuke who smiled.

"I really shouldn't..." but I stopped as his mom gave me a look that seemed to say 'S-T-O-P ARUGING!!' I bit my lip and looked away.

"Thanks...." I replied.

And that is how I came to stay with the Niwa Family. I thought that living with this family would make my life more normal, but amazingly enough... my life was about to get more crazy then ever...

Okay, let's get ready for the next chapter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I cannot believe I'm on chapter five already!! OMIGOSH that is so amazing! Well, let's get ready for the next chapter! YAY!!