"Calm down, kiddo," Spanner chuckled as he helped Fran pull his shirt own, the green haired boy too excited to do it properly.

"I can't wait to get out of here, " Fran muttered quickly as he pulled his socks on, bandaged hands fumbling with the socks a bit before he was able to put them on properly. "It's horrible. The food is gross, it stinks, the nurses are all bitter and buff, and Stein is a bit creepy."

"Stein makes me think of Verde for some odd reason," Spanner said thoughtfully as he tapped his lips.

"You think so too, huh?" Fran huffed in amusement as he put his sneakers on.

"You shouldn't be leaning over so much," Spanner said softly, as he pushed Fran back in a straight position, "your ribs are still healing."

Fran frowned a bit, "They don't hurt though."

"That's 'cause you're still on pain meds," Spanner sighed as he tied the boys sneakers.

"Gah, how long do I have to take those for?" Fran whined.

"'Till the bottle's gone, two every day," Spanner said, reciting Dr. Stein's words.

Fran sighed and stood from the bed. Taking Spanner's hand, he pulled his guardian to the lobby where Bel was signing Fran out.

"Ready to go?" Bel asked, smiling at the eagerness that shone through the normally dull eyes.

Fran nodded and took Bel's hand with the hand that wasn't holding Spanner's and pulled the two of them out of the hospital and to the parking lot. Spanner took the lead from there and led them to the Accord. He opened the passenger side and helped Fran in before getting the door for Bel and finally getting to the car himself and driving out of the parking lot.

It was silent in the car as Spanner drove through the dark streets, lights flashing in the car as the drove on the highway.

Spanner finally broke the silence.

"I'm over you, just thought I'd let you know that."

Fran threw his head back into the seat and covered his face with his long sleeves.

"Fran?" Spanner looked over to teen quickly and grinned.

The teen's shoulders were shaking up and down and Bel almost thought he was crying but then, he spoke.

"It took me going through an accident for you to get over me?" Fran asked, a hint of mirth in his voice.

Bel blinked. Fran had been laughing. Fran had laughed. He suddenly felt like the world should be spinning out of control.

"Hey, a lot happened because of this accident," Spanner said, his eyes flicking to the rear view mirror to look at Bel who sunk in his seat.

"I'm happy for you, now go show Hayato how good it feels to have you all to himself," Fran said.

"I'll take care of him tonight," Bel said, a smile on his face as he reached around the seat to wrap his arms around Fran.

"What am I, five?" Fran shook his head. "I don't need a baby sitter."

"But you do need someone to watch over you since you just got out of the hospital," Spanner said as he took a left off of the highway.

"You both suck," Fran grumbled as he leaned further into his seat, making it easier for Bel to wrap his arms around his shoulders.

~0~0~0~0~

Fran held onto Bel's sleeve as the two of them walked into the apartment building. The teen tugged at Bel's sleeve to get his attention and looked up to Bel's blonde hair covered face when he got it.

"Verde lives here; can I go see him real quick?" Fran asked.

Bel sighed and nodded, "My room is 226, just knock and don't take long, okay?"

Fran nodded and released Bel's sleeve before running to the elevators and pressing the '7' button. He whistled along to the song playing in the elevator as it went up. He stepped off when the elevator reached the 7th floor and walked down to room 713.

Fran searched his pockets for his keys, pulling them up when he found them. He opened the door and closed it quietly behind him. He checked the living room first before he heard a noise come from the bedroom. The teen walked down the hall and to the bedroom.

Fran slowly opened the door just incase he shouldn't be disturbing and peeked his head in.

SLAM.

Fran ran as quick as he could to the front door, unlocking it, and slamming it shut as he continued to run. He ran down the hall and to the stairs, running down them all the way to the second floor in record time. He reached door 226 and stopped right before it. Breathlessly, he slumped down on the wall beside it and pulled his knees to his chest, bandaged hands clutching at his aching head.

No. No. No. Nonononononono. NO!

Fran let out a quiet whimper as he willed the images of his two uncles in bed together away.

~0~0~0~0~

Bel frowned as he checked the clock on the stove. Fran had already been gone for an hour and hadn't even called to let him know if he was going to be staying Verde for a longer period of time.

The blonde sighed as he closed his text book and grabbed his keys. He opened the door with full intentions of going down to the lobby to harass the sweet girl downstairs to give him Verde's room. Instead the first thing he saw when he opened the door was Fran pressed against the wall beside his apartment.

Bel wrapped a hand around the teen's arm, frowning when he winced, and pulled him up and off of the floor. His frown deepened further when he saw that Fran's eyes were a deeper shade of green and that he looked a bit spaced out, his skin a shade paler. He pulled the teen into his home and tilted the green head upwards so that Fran was looking straight at him and not down.

"What's wrong? Are you in pain?" Bel asked, a worried tone filling his words.

Fran shook his head and placed his hand against the blonde's chest to push himself away from the blonde.

"Can I use your shower?" Fran asked, licking his lips as he looked downwards once more.

"Sure, use the one in my room, it's down the hall, third door to the left," Bel said, grabbing the boys hand before he left. "Do you want dinner?"

Fran shook his head, "I want to sleep."

"Okay," Bel said, releasing Fran and watching as the teen went into the hall.

Bel sighed as he plopped down onto the couch.

"What's wrong, Fran?"

~0~0~0~0~

Fran clenched his teeth tightly as he scrubbed roughly at his skin, turning it red and opening up some of the cuts he had on his arms.

He felt disgusting and he wasn't even the one who was cheating or being cheated on. It was none of his business. But at the same time it was. He had been a witness and felt like scum for not telling Bel.

Fran scrubbed himself harder.

After the steaming water began to grow cold, Fran decided that he should probably get out before he caught a cold. He stepped out of the shower and grabbed the towel that he grabbed from the closet and wrapped it around himself. He pulled his boxers on and walked out of the room.

Fran felt sick when he saw the clothes that Bel had set out for him on the bed. He pulled the sweat pants on anyway, frowning when he saw that they were too loose and pulling the string before tying them. He pulled the t-shirt on next, once again upset that the shirt was too big and that it fell off his shoulder on one side and went down to above his knees. Fran pulled his own socks on before crawling under the covers and covering his head, preparing himself for another sleepless night.

Sleepless and yet still filled with nightmares.