Hi everyone! Neko-chan here! I'm so sorry about how long it took me to get this next chapter out. I had a lot of crap going on lately, and I just haven't had the time to do much of anything!! So again I'm REALLY sorry, and I hope you'll all forgive me and enjoy chapter three of "Shinigami at Bell Liberty"!!!

Btw, this chapter is dedicated to Hikari-Hikaru-Hikari and EverlastingBreeze, because they are totally awesome and reviewed this story!! Thanks you guys!! You rock!!! XD

Warning: Well, besides Hisoka's slightly foul language, there really isn't much to warn about in this chapter...

Disclaimer: As much as it pains me to admit it, I do not own the bishies of either Yami No Matsuei or Gakuen Heaven... T.T

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Hisoka groaned and slowly opened his eyes, squinting at the bright white light above him. Ugh, I feel like hell, he thought to himself, moaning he became aware of the pain that throbbed throughout most of his body. He hesitantly sat up, only to feel a sharp shoot through his ribs as he did so.

"Oww! Dammit, what..." Hisoka trailed off and slowly pulled up his shirt, as his uniform jacket had, for some reason, already been removed, and looked down at his side. He was quite surprised to find that most of his chest and abdomen had already been wrapped in several layers of gauze bandages.

Before Hisoka even had the time to wonder what had happened to him, he was hit with sudden waves of worry, distress, and guilt. It didn't take him long to realize who the emotions were coming from. Only one person's emotions effected him so strongly. Tsuzuki...

As if to prove his hypothesis correct, a large, completely unmistakable body suddenly slammed into Hisoka, causing him to gasp in pain. Not that Tsuzuki noticed. He rarely notices anything after he enters chibi-inu (1) mode.

"Soka-chan!! I was so worried about you!! I thought my heart would stop when I saw you get hit by that motorcycle! Are you alright? Do you hurt anywhere?"

"Baka (2)! I'll be fine as soon as you get off me! And don't call me Soka-chan!" Hisoka growled, trying not to let the pain show in his voice. A worried Tsuzuki was bad enough. He didn't want to have to deal with the frantic Tsuzuki that he was sure would emerge as soon as the purple-eyed shinigami found out he wasn't totally healed yet.

Tsuzuki reluctantly released his smaller partner and sat back in his chair beside Hisoka's bed, anxiously examining Hisoka's face for any sign of discomfort. "Hisoka, are you sure you're alright?"

Hisoka shrugged. "I've had worse," he said dismissively, turning his body away from Tsuzuki, then stifling a wince as the movement pulled at his injured ribs. But it sure as hell doesn't feel like it...he added to himself.

"But...Hisoka—,"but before Tsuzuki could start, he was cut off as several people entered the room.

A man with long, silver-grey hair who appeared to be the doctor, judging by his white lab coat, entered first, raising his eyebrows in surprise at the sight of Hisoka awake.

"Well, you certainly seem to be doing better, Kurosaki-kun," the man said, as he walked over to Hisoka and began checking his vital signs. "I'm the school physician here at Bell Liberty. My name is Matsuoka Jin. Now tell me, do you remember anything about what happened?"

Hisoka nodded. "I was...hit by something, right? Like some kind of vehicle?" Hisoka asked hesitantly. He hadn't seen exactly what hit him, as his back had been to the gates when whatever had hit him had come through them.

"Well, a motorcycle, to be more precise, but yes, that is essentially what happened," Jin said, flipping through Hisoka's medical charts in his clipboard. "Thankfully, your injuries were not too severe, the worst being the four broken ribs you suffered in your right side—,"

"So that means the kid's ok then, right?" asked a rather frantic voice. Hisoka turned and for the first time paid notice to three the other people in the room besides himself, Tsuzuki, and the doctor.

All three were male and were wearing the same school uniform Hisoka currently had on, so he assumed they were students. The student who had spoken was the largest of the three, looking to be over six feet tall, with a very muscular build and a head of somewhat disheveled dark brown hair and dark eyes.

The boy standing next to him was not as tall, nor as muscular, and had light blonde hair, almost as light as Hisoka's, and light blue eyes.

The last boy had somewhat shaggy auburn hair and was the shortest out of all of them. He also seemed to be clinging quite a bit to the arm of the taller, blonde boy standing next him. All the same, his large, deep blue eyes stared at Hisoka with so much concern that Hisoka knew instantly from where the strong waves of worry he'd been feeling had come.

"Yes, Niwa-kun. Kurosaki-kun will be just fine," the silver-haired doctor said in a placating tone, obviously trying to calm the near-hysterical teen down. "His ribs are healing very nicely, and in two to three weeks, he should be completely back to normal."

Which means I'll really be back to normal in two to three days, Hisoka thought with a small smile. Sometimes, I really do enjoy being a shinigami.

Niwa put a hand on his chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God, he thought to himself. I was terrified, when the kid didn't wake up...

Niwa felt a hand on his shoulder and looked down to see Kazuki smiling reassuringly up at him. "See, Niwa-san? I told you everything would be fine. You weren't going that fast when you hit him, and besides, it's the middle of winter. The roads were bound to be a little icy. It's not your fault that you were unable to stop."

"Not his fault?" cut in an angry voice. Everyone in the room, including Hisoka, turned to look at a rather livid Tsuzuki, who by this point had stood up from his chair and was currently glaring at Niwa with so much venom that the larger man actually took a step back. "Well, if it's not his fault, then may I ask whose it is? Because Hisoka could have been killed, and as it is he is badly injured, and I think someone should be to blame for that."

Neither Kazuki nor Niwa had any response for Tsuzuki. And honestly, even they did, they wouldn't have been able to say it. They were too mesmerized by the intense look in Tsuzuki's eyes. The shinigami's eyes, which were, on a normal day, a lovey shade of amethyst, had darkened to a deep shade of violet. And, while they were absolutely stunning to behold, they also held a spark of barely restrained power that terrified everyone in the room.

Everyone, that is, except for a certain emerald-eyed shinigami. "Tsuzuki, that's enough," Hisoka said sternly, swinging his legs over the side of the bed, barely suppressing a wince at the movement. "You should know better than anyone that it would take a lot more than this to kill me. I'm fine, so stop worrying," Hisoka then stood up and started to take a few steps towards the others, until the pain became so intense that he started tipping towards the floor.

Niwa, who was the first to notice Hisoka's descent toward the ground, strode forward quickly and caught him around the waist, just below his injured ribs. "Hey, steady there, kid. Maybe you should take things a little slower," he said teasingly.

Hisoka fought back a blush and looked up at the man who caught him. "Thank you, I'll do that," he said, pushing away from Niwa's hold.

It took every ounce of self-control Niwa had not to gasp when Hisoka looked up at him. Though he had been the one to carry the kid to the infirmary, he had been so frantic he had not gotten a good look at Hisoka's face. The kid was absolutely gorgeous! Really, he could have easily passed for a woman. And with those large, emerald green eyes, ivory skin, golden blonde hair, and small, almost feminine build, the kid could give even Saionji Kaoru a run for his money.

As Hisoka pushed himself away from Niwa, he suddenly felt waves of awe, admiration, and even a hint of desire come from the older boy. It took Hisoka a little while to realize that all those emotion were directed at none other than him. Crap! Hisoka thought, grimacing. This is precisely why I hate all boys schools...

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Well, there you have it! Chapter 3!! I hope you enjoyed it! Now, I don't know when I'll have the next chapter out, but hopefully it will be sometime before Friday. No promises though...

But, if you really want me to update quickly, tell me so in a review!!! Seriously, people, I NEED reviews!! Have you ever seen someone go through review withdraw? It's not pretty!!! So just do me a favor and REVIEW!!!!

Oh, and here are the explanations for some Japanese words you may not have understood:

Baka= idiot in Japanese

chibi-inu= literally translated means "little dog". If you don't know what I'm talking about here, reference the Yami No Matsuei anime or manga.

See you next time!!

~Neko-chan~