To The Lovely, Wonderful, FANTASTIC People Who Reviewed:

xXxRaven-SongxXx- Thank You sooooooooo much!

Kenco-coffee- I hope this is quick enough for you!

Oodles o' Noodles- Does Bel have his eyes? I wonder XPP

Fan Girl 666- Not a little, MAJOR Cliché! :) Now you getta find out what happens next!

Sugary Tears- Bel's hair covering his eyes is only a part of the story XPPP, well here's my update, took longer than I would have liked for such a short chapter….

Authoress Notes: Whoot Chapter 2!! Does funky dance… c'mon you must understand my excitement THIS IS THE LONGEST STORY I"VE EVER WRITTEN and it's STILL not done!! Ummmm anyway please R&R I'll love you forever!! Oh and I'm sorry about how short this chapter is, my main concern was to finish it '.

Disclaimer: Argh! Guess what people? I REALLY DO OWN KHR MWA HA HA HA!! Just kidding don't sue me I have nothing to give you anyway…

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When Bel woke up, the first thing he registered was it was bright outside. Followed groggily by the thought he was laying in something soft, meaning that this was not the street. He slowly pushed himself up, letting out a whimper when pain rushed up his spine.

"So you're awake knife-freak."

Bel turned his head to the side, to be greeted with the sight of Gokudera sitting in a kitchen chair, looking like he just woke up himself. Bel's remained silent.

"What so you're mute now? You sure had a lot to say at the ring battle!" Annoyance flashed across Gokudera's face. Bel opened his mouth to speak, but started to cough instead. Each one ripped across his dry throat, to the extent where his eyes were starting to water. When the coughs finally subsided he was vaguely aware of a glass being pressed against his lips.

"Just water." Gokudera was trying to sound gruff but his voice came across as over-concerned.

Bel drank greedily, then "What happened o you yesterday?"

"That's none of your concern bomb-boy"

"What do you mean it's none of my concern!? You're sleeping ON MY FUCKING COUCH!!"

Bel looked around, he wasn't an idiot, he had figured this was the bombers apartment; it was just weird to have a confirmation. He put his arm palm down behind him in another attempt to push himself up. That's when he noticed…

"Where's my clothes?"

Gokudera flushed bright red, "you were wet, and the tenth told me to fix you up so…" Gokudera trailed off watching as the blonde moved his hair to pat his bangs down.

"I didn't mess up your hair if that's what you're getting at fucking lunatic." Bel pulled his hand away sharply as if he had been burned.

"Ushishishi you never answered where you put my clothes." Gokudera sighed and left the room coming back with a small bundle. He threw it at Bel, "Here! Happy now!" Bel checked to make sure everything was there before announcing… "Then I'll be on my way!"

"Wait what!? You can hardly sit up asshole!! Where are you planning on going anyway?? If you had a place to go you wouldn't have been on the street last night!!"

Bel opened his mouth to retort before realizing the other was right, he would have to head to Italy in order to reach his 'home' and he wasn't sure how long he could last standing.

"The prince has decided to grace you with his presence a little longer." Bel declared.

"Asshole acting like he's doing me a favor… Whatever… It's for the tenth, all for the tenth…" Gokudera mumbled angrily to himself, "Hey hold still I gotta bandage your head."

Bel froze suddenly, "No"

"What do you mean 'no'!? You don't have a choice." Gokudera took a couple of steps forward.

"Get back…"

"Just let me bandage your head!!" Bel was slowly trying to get off the couch, "NO."

Gokudera lunged at the blonde boy pinning him to the couch. "Let go of me!!"

"Not until I get the fucking bandages on you stupid asshole!!"

"NO!!" Bel yelled at him struggling, but at the moment at least Gokudera was stronger. Gokudera pushed Bel's bangs away and then froze, feeling the boy under him stiffen. The others eyes and forehead were a mess. One silver eye stared at him with a mix of fear, shame, and hatred. The other looked as if someone had stabbed a piece of glass through it, the normally white area stained red with blood. Leading from the corner of his good eye was red scar that looked as though it was constantly picked at lead to a mesh of scars on his forehead. Red and ragged like someone had stabbed him in the head repeatedly with a broken bottle.

Gokudera probably would have sat like that for a while had Bel not mustered enough strength to push him off and onto the floor. Gokudera looked up at the couch and Bel shifted so e was staring at the back of the couch instead of the boy on the floor, and Gokudera not knowing what to say was fine with that.

Authoress Notes: Okay I know there's at least one cynical question flowing through your head, so leave me a review and I will answer your cynical question! Cept' there's one I just want to clear up right now… Why didn't Gokudera just bandage Bel's head when he was asleep? There are two answers pick your favorite

Answer 1: In his sleep Bel was mumbling, and whining and Gokudera felt bad invading the others privacy more then he already had, in changing his clothes and bandaging his back, arms, and thigh…

Answer 2: Chibi needed to make the plot progress somehow so she went with the only sensical thing she could think of at four in the morning… (remember reviewslove…)

Next Chapter: How did Bel get the scars? He wasn't born with them after all…