Hey, my lovely readers that probably want to kill me by now. I know I haven't updated in a while but I decided that I have probably tortured you enough. I should tell you now that this isn't my main story so I will not be updating very often.

TikkyChan- Just to be annoying as I often am (If your even still reading this), Black is not a color because it is devoid of light. Light is what gives something a color. If something is a certain color, that particular shade of light won't be absorbed and will be reflected back to you. How can something that is devoid of color be a color? In fact, most people consider it a color by most people, but in fact, black (and white) are not colors. Ask any artist or art teacher, the will tell you the same thing. That's enough of a science lesson J, sorry.

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Third person

Reborn burst into the room that contained his poor, sick Tuna fish. He was worried sick and he didn't want to admit it, but he was terrified of Tsuna dying on him. He wouldn't be able to take it. He rushed over to Tsuna's side. Tora and Yang just stood there watching their friend and comrade as he lay there unconscious, tossing and turning, face and body drenched in sweat.

Reborn hurried over to the medicine cabinet and pulled out a cloth. He wet it with cold water and dabbed it on Tsuna's face gently, scared that even the slightest touch could kill the strongest man he knew. Too focus on Tsuna, he didn't notice the door opening and a man with a suitcase entering the infirmary. The man walked right up to the girl fussing over the boy in the bed with a twinkle in his eyes. He groped the chicks but before murmuring in her ear, "Well, hello there pretty little lady. I'm doctor Shamal." He grinned at her.

A tick mark formed on Reborn's forehead. Scowling, he grabbed the disgusting hand in a firm grip and yanked it away. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He growled.

"Oh, feisty, just how I like my women." He smirked.

"For the love of God, I'm a god damn man!" He just about had enough of this annoying man. He was contemplating how to kill the man and hide the body before remembering more important matters at hand.

"Who the hell are you?" He said as he watched the man panic and quickly washed his hand like a maniac. "I groped a guy, I groped a guy!" he repeated over and over again.

Done, he turned around. "I am the man who is supposed to be treating the man behind you."

"Yeah right. 'Cuz I totally believe you. No imbecile would have half a mind to allow a perv. like you treat them without castrating you."

I'll have you know I'm the best doctor in the world. I can treat any illness. Be grateful I'm even looking at your lover boy over here, I only treat girls."

"Sexist much." Reborn said under his breath. Tora giggled, apparently hearing Reborn.

Shamal turned to her. "Hello, miss. And would you like to go out on a date with me?"

"Keep your hands to yourself and treat my friend or I swear to the gods, I will tear your dick off and shove it up your ass so you can go fuck yourself with it."

Shamal cowered away before becoming serious. "I need everyone out so I can treat him."

The three were reluctant to leave their friend and in one case, secret love, alone with a man that obviously couldn't be trusted, but left for the sake of their friend.

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A few hours passed before Shamal came out with and unconscious Tsuna in his arms.

"Take him home and let him rest. Don't let him do anything, except for the basics, for the next few days. I realize this is going to be difficult but he's going to be weak and we can't have him becoming sick again." He handed the teen to Yang before grabbing his belongings. "Take care of him." He gave a small smile before heading off.

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You're going to have to deal with how short this is, at least I updated.

Thanks for reading!