Note: first fanfic, will improve as I go along, I have been a gamemaster on my past RP site so the action should be good, and I do not own Ben 10 or anything that is remotely like Ben 10.

AUTHOR'S NOTE OF GLORY: HAPPY ONE YEAR ANIVERSITY!!! Check out my Home Page on Fanfiction to see about this story! I will talk about its past, what is its present condition and what will be in store for the future! Please read it!

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Damn broken leg, why did I have to do a sssstupid thing and break it?

In the hospital on the second floor, XLR8 was lying in bed. She was completely bored due to the fact that her left leg was broken and she didn't have anything to do. The only thing she had to read was her Calculus book, and no matter how nerdy you are, even that could get boring after several hours of reading it.

All the light bulbs were turned off and the only source of light came in from the window from the setting sun. Its red shine made the room lit up faintly. XLR8 was staring up at the ceiling while her broken leg was being held up by the support.

Despite what you might think, XLR8 did not break her leg from a fight or from a squabble. She did not break it for being honorable or for being selfless; she broke it for being stupid.

It happened like this, a week ago, XLR8 was walking through one of the school buildings and was not looking where she was going, the books that she was carrying were stacked so high that they covered her view. Needless to say, she did not see the stairs in front of her and she fell down them only to come to a stop at the bottom. When she recovered from this fall, she found out her leg was broken.

"Cursesssss!" yelled XLR8 all of a sudden making her bed rock gently.

She made a sulking face as she continued to stare up at the ceiling.

Someone at the door knocked.

"Come in," said XLR8.

Opening the door and ducking his head so he wouldn't hit the frame, in walked Four Arms. He was holding flowers that were in a small vase.

"Hello XLR8, are you feeling any better?"

"Teh, no. My leg hassss been broken for a week and I sssstill haven't got out of thissss infernal prison!"

Four Arms just smiled and nodded his head, "at least you still have your personality, even if your pride is a bit wounded."

XLR8 tried to sit up but she couldn't but she still yelled, "If it wasn't for thisss damn cast I would kick your assssss!"

"Thank you for agreeing with me…here…I brought you some flowers. I hope they cheer you up a bit…"

Four Arms placed the flowers on the counter that was next to her bed, XLR8 didn't saying anything, she didn't even look at him.

"I know you don't really respect my opinion very much…but I hope you get better."

XLR8 was silent for a moment and then said, "thank you."

Both were quiet for a moment, Four Arms then took out his backpack and unzipped it. He pulled out some sheets of paper and said, "I took the liberty of finding out your assignments, everyone in your classes miss you and hope that you get better."

XLR8 snorted, "I sssseriously doubt that."

Four Arms scratched the back of his head, he then said, "Do you want me to do anything for you? Should I prop you up or fluff your pillow or-"

"You can shut up."

Four Arms stopped talking and said, "…oh…"

Again, Four Arms and XLR8 were silent, then, Four Arms said, "Well…I hope you feel better XLR8."

XLR8 didn't say anything.

"And I hope your leg heals soon."

Again, XLR8 didn't say anything.

"And I hope to see you in class again; in fact Grey Matter, Upgrade and I want to see you in class again. If there is anybody that wants you back…it's us…well…good night."

Four Arms turned around and was heading to the door; he opened it when XLR8 said, "Prince Four Armsss?"

Four Arms stopped and twisted his body a bit. XLR8 was still not staring at him but he knew she wanted to say something, "yeah?"

"Thank you."

Four Arms smiled, "Your welcome, and please, call me Four Arms, we're friends, not strangers."

Four Arms closed the door and the room got a little bit darker.

XLR8 began to feel sleepy but her eyes were still wide open. Her mind was slowly thinking.

For many years, XLR8 loved Four Arms more than she let on, she didn't want to tell him anybody that because it might have made her look weak. So for most of her life, she has kept her small feeling a secret. Nevertheless, she watched over him like a mother over her son. She wanted him to be alright and not to do stupid things, even though he is a doctor. Sometimes, he thinks on impulse and other times he does stupid things for the hell of it. She made sure that he always had four arms, and not three.

And her feelings for the other boys, Grey Matter and Upgrade, were almost as strong as the one for Four Arms. She can't help but want to take care of Upgrade since he is childlike in the way of the world. His naïve personality will soon bite him hard once he finds the evils of the galaxy. She will hate the day when that will happen. And Grey Matter is even more of a problem then Four Arms. His small size will be the death of her, he is so liable to be killed and yet he thinks nothing about it. The problem is, he thrills for danger and this just makes XLR8 sweat in nervousness.

Now she was on the end of being taken care of. And she didn't like the feeling of being helpless and being a dead weight, the mere thought of it twisted her gut.

XLR8 sighed.

And then a thought came into her head.

She saw an image of Diamondhead looking at her, smiling brightly with his diamond teeth.

Diamondhead, he was strong and reliable. He could take care of himself and still have time for other people's feelings and opinions. He was smart and headstrong, he thought before he acted and he could always be counted upon. She didn't need to worry about him.

If it wasn't for his damn split personality.

The fact that he has a completely different person within him made XLR8 want to cry.

The perfect boyfriend is dashed to bits. Diamondhead is a walking liar. You never know what he will say one minute or the next. He could change his personality quickly and get away with things. One doesn't know how Diamondhead thinks and feels for he is ever changing and ever silent.

And he argues with himself.

In the middle of the night, XLR8 can hear voices coming from Diamondhead's room. No one else is speaking except him, for he is talking to himself. Sometimes, he argues loudly and sometimes he talks so softly she can never hear him.

She is worried that one day, he'll snap.

A silent tear rolled down XLR8's face as she looked up the ceiling. As the sun set behind the mountains going to bed, XLR8 fell asleep.