[Espy]

HAYATE

Hayate cracked his eyes open slightly, and immediately shut them again. Too bright. Maki, I appreciate carrying me in and giving me a really nice bed, but you could have given some thought to my head...

...My head?

He kicked the sheets away from him and quickly tried to sit up, ignoring the jackhammer-like roar in his ears. Sudden resistance greeted him.

*Clink.*

He slumped down on the too-fluffy pillow again, arms somehow too leaden to move and support him. Where exactly was he...? The last thing I remember was...erm...

Oh. Right. Didn't I try to beat up that one policeman...?

He quickly pushed himself all the way up, this time with more effort from his legs. The police station. This must be its hospital wing. He glanced down. So that's why... He hadn't noticed before due to the massive amount of padding and bandages neatly wound around his wrists.

Of course they wouldn't leave a Skull unattended to and unhandcuffed, now, would they? he though bitterly, head pounding. Damn that policeman...!