Chapter 7! Well, about the electricity and telephone lines...I wrote it based on my surroundings. My telephone is not connected to electricity so, when the electricity cut off, my telephone is still working. And, sorry if the story sounds crappy...enjoy!

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The morning was like any other morning. However, this time Hijiri was the one who needed to stay home as he was injured. Watari-sensei was more than eager to come to the Kurosaki Mansion again.

"I've been stepping into this house twice now. And that's what I call as a record," he mused himself, smiling foolishly as Hisoka leaded the way. "Why would you say that?" Tsuzuki was walking behind them.

The blond turned around. "It's obvious. Kurosaki family is one of the Japan's royalties. Stepping into their house is similar to be entering the Emperor's palace in the feudal era. It's like an honour."

"Stop it. We're not royalties anymore. We did come from the royal family but it's not in the blood, you got what I mean?" Hisoka explained. He hated to be called as royalties. He and Hijiri never came to any royal meetings or events. Everybody knew that. That was why they were treated like other common people.

Tsuzuki grinned. He was surprised to see Hisoka explained their status without being asked. "Come on! I've never met any royalties in my entire life and the both of you are the ones!" Watari-sensei chuckled at the boy's solemnity.

Hisoka grunted. "Fine." He opened the door to Hijiri's bedroom and found him lying on his bed with troubled face. "Hiji-chan, daijoubu desu ka?" he rushed to his twin's side, sensing the pain he felt.

"You're sweating," Tsuzuki noticed. "Maybe I have a fever after the fall last night?" Hijiri suggested. "Let me," Watari went to him and examined him. He checked his ankle first and concluded the ankle was having a light sprain. When he checked at Hijiri's left ribs, he was surprised how it looked like. "It seems that Kurosaki-kun's ribs are broken."

Hisoka felt his legs shook. He sat next to Hijiri's pillow, holding his hand. "Broken? How?"

Watari got a hold with his cell phone. "You said he did fell in his shower, right? Maybe that was caused it." Tsuzuki noticed the anxiety in Hisoka's face. "But, it was supposed to be a bruise on the skin! Not broken ribs!"

He felt a gentle squeeze in his hand. He looked down. "Soka-chan, it's okay. I'll be fine," Hijiri smiled, despite of the pain he was having. Hisoka swore if there was nobody else around, he would cry that instant. "Alright, I've called the hospital. An ambulance would be here in 10 minutes. Meanwhile, Bon, I'd like you to pack some of Kurosaki-kun's clothes and needs. He will be staying in the hospital for some time," Watari told him.

Hisoka looked puzzled by what happened but he followed what his science teacher said. "Tsuzuki-san, please call the school we'll be coming late," Watari gave Tsuzuki his phone. The brunette nodded his head.

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Hisoka couldn't concentrate with what the teacher was saying. All he could think about was what the doctor said.

"Only a fracture? Not broken ribs? Thank God!" Hisoka sighed in relief and looked at his brother who seemed relaxed despite of his own condition. "See, I told you I'd be just fine," Hijiri yawned, still recovering from the anesthetic. "However, he still needs to undergo a surgery to relocate some of his ribs. From the x-ray, it seems like even though they are just fractures, their positions are not in place," explained the doctor as she showed them the x-ray.

Hisoka was terrified. "Surgery? You mean, you will cut and open up my body?" Hijiri was terrified as well. "Please don't make it that way. We're just going to put them back into place," the doctor grinned. "We need your parents or your guardian to read and sign these papers of agreement before we could proceed," she added.

Hisoka and Hijiri thought the same thing. "Um…our parents are not in Japan right now," Hisoka told her. "Well, you can get your guardian to sign," she replied. "No…we live on our…" Hijiri was about to tell him that they lived alone but cut off by Hisoka. "Okay, we'll try to contact him."

The doctor bowed. "Okay. We need him soon. If possible, ask him to come today before Kurosaki-san's condition become worst," she said and left the two brothers alone.

"Where the hell would you get a guardian?" Hijiri stared at him in shock. "I know what I'm doing," the blond replied. "Wait for a moment," he then went outside.

He went out of Hijiri's ward and searched for Tsuzuki. He found him at the vending machine. "Oh, Hisoka-kun. How's Hijiri-kun?" he asked as soon as he caught sight of the boy. He noticed he looked troubled, though.

"Tsuzuki-san, can I ask you something?" Hisoka stared at his shoes.

Tsuzuki smiled. "Sure, anything!"

"Are you really my Guardian Angel? You're not messing around, right?" the boy blurted out and stared directly into the violet eyes.

The man was taken aback. He looked around and saw no one close enough to listen to their conversation. "Yes. I wasn't kidding. I am your Guardian Angel," a deep, solemn and pure honesty flowed from his eyes and received by Hisoka.

"Then, would you please switch from being my Guardian Angel to Hiji-chan's? Please! He needs to undergo a surgery today but our parents are not around at this moment! We need you to sign the papers!" Hisoka told him. Desperation was crystal clear on his face. Tsuzuki didn't say anything for a while.

"You don't really understand my position, here. I am your Guardian Angel and nothing can change it," Tsuzuki said, holding firm of his decision.

"But, Hiji-chan needs you more than I do!"

"Wait…are you misunderstanding the meaning of Guardian Angel?" Tsuzuki stared closer to his face. "Guardian Angel…is like adult watching kids whose parents are not around, right?" Hisoka answered innocently.

Tsuzuki couldn't help but to laugh. "Oh my God! That's a guardian, not a Guardian Angel. Guardian Angel is more like a supernatural being but a guardian is a human! That's no naïve of you!"

Hisoka went silent as pink pigments started to appear slowly on his cheeks. "You mean…you're not human?"

"I don't think this is the right time to discuss about this. We'll talk about this later, okay? After Hijiri-kun's surgery," the man flashed a heartwarming smile.

Hisoka felt relieved when Tsuzuki agreed to sign the papers as their guardian. He looked at the clock on the wall. "It's 9.30 and Hiji-chan's surgery is at 2pm…" he whispered to himself.

He felt troubled and restless all day in school. He couldn't concentrate and he answered the wrong answers to the teachers. He was gone without his brother.

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"Mou…Bon. Don't be like this. He will be okay," Watari patted on his shoulder during the chemistry class. "I know…but…" Hisoka was out of words. He knew he was being too anxious.

"Daijoubu desu yo! This is the last class for today. I already told Tatsumi-san to take you to the hospital after school. You just wait at the school lobby and he'll pick you up," he told the boy with the same foolish smile on his face. "Tsuzuki-san already told him everything and he is more than glad to send you," he added.

"Tsuzuki-san…did?" Hisoka stared at his chemistry teacher. "That's Tsuzuki-sensei to you Bon!" he laughed and hit his head with his thermometer. "And that's KUROSAKI-SAN to you and don't play around with the thermometer! It has mercury inside it, for God's sake…you crazy scientist," Hisoka whispered at the last three words.

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It was 3p.m. and the school was over for the day. Hisoka rushed to the school lobby and found Watari and Tsuzuki were already there. "Hm? I know Tsuzuki must come but are you coming, too Watari-sensei?" Hisoka glared at him.

"Hohoho! I couldn't miss a chance to see my worst chemistry student revived," Watari patted his pet owl. 'When that owl…how that…?' he was more than surprised to see the owl, appearing on Watari-s shoulder.

"He's not being revived. He just got a bone fracture, not broken ribs!" Hisoka told him. "It's the same thing. Bone fracture leads to broken ribs!" Watari continued to play with his owl.

'BONE FRACTURE AND BROKEN RIBS ARE NOT THE SAME!' Hisoka and Tsuzuki shouted at the back of their heads.

Watari noticed the fury on the boy's face. "Okay, so what if they're not the same? I was just exaggerating, sheesh! Can't you take a joke?" he mocked him and rubbed his nose with the owls.

'THAT WAS NOT A TIME TO PLAY A JOKE, SENSEI!' Hisoka shouted again in his head.

A horn was sounded and an azure Ford Puma 2000 appeared at the front lobby. And Tatsumi was in the driver seat. "Sugoii! I've never seen you drive this babe, Tatsumi-san!" Watari and Tsuzuki were in an awe state.

"Of course. I never show it to anybody," answered the man behind the glasses.

"Where did you park it then?" Watari asked, examined the design and the arts painted on the body of the car.

"I can't tell you."

"Eii? Nande?"

"It's a matter of the school's affairs."

"Hidoii!" then, the Tsuzuki noticed something. "Are? This car only has two seats?" he exclaimed. "Yes, I'm impressed you noticed that sooner than Watari-san, Tsuzuki-san," replied Tatsumi.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Tsuzuki asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"I'm only taking Kurosaki-san with me. You two can go to the hospital by taxi or bus, any way you prefer," he said and indicated Hisoka to get in. The boy stepped in carefully and he could feel the wrath of the two men upon Tatsumi.

Tatsumi looked at his right side. "Shall we go, Kurosaki-san?"

Hisoka nodded and they drove off, leaving the two poor men behind. "Damn that Tatsumi. Come on, Watari! I know a short cut!"

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To be continued! Obviously, I wanted to make Tatsumi a son from a wealthy and infamous family in Japan but I really wanted to keep his mean and sharp nature! Reviews please! Sankyuu!