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"Heat Blade!" Jazz cried out, slashing his enemy several times.
The monster struggled to get back up, crying out in pain as it prepared for its next attack. Polka successfully blocked the lashes, sustaining little damage, but Jazz and Frederic weren`t so lucky. In fact, Frederic looked close to fainting, even though this was the only hit he`d taken so far.
"Frederic! Jazz! Are you ok?!" She called, running over to help them.
"We`re ok, Polka," Jazz replied, "Right, Frederic?"
Frederic staggered towards Jazz. "Y—yes. We`re quite alright." He said tiredly.
"Frederic, are you sure you`re ok?" Polka asked, concerned. "Don`t worry, I`m sure you`ll feel better after this! Blossom shower!"
Pink flowers enveloped the group in a healing light.
"Better?" She asked.
"Yes, I feel much better. Thank you, Polka." Frederic replied, though he was red in the face and struggling to stay upright.
"Let`s finish this, then," Jazz began. "Frederic, would you do the honours?"
"M—mirage…blow." Frederic rasped, throwing a white light at the monster. It died instantly.
"Good work, everyone." Jazz said. "Now, let`s head back to Andantino." Jazz looked back at Frederic, who looked even worse than before.
"Here," Jazz said, pulling Frederic`s arm around his shoulder. "Need a hand?"
"Jazz, I`ll be—Ah!" Frederic passed out, falling to the ground with a thud.
"Frederic!" Jazz and Polka cry out in unison.
Jazz picked Frederic up, carrying him bridal style, and felt his forehead.
"He`s burning up," Jazz said worriedly. "We`ll take him back to the house, and get him in bed."
"I`ll make some floral powder for when he wakes up," Polka replied.
Jazz nodded, then ran the two ran as fast as they could back to Andantino, Jazz carrying Frederic as if he weighed nothing.
Frederic woke to find Jazz at his side, holding a bag of ice to his forehead.
"Jazz? Why are you here?" Frederic rasped. "Don`t you have more training to do?"
Jazz looked up, shocked that Frederic had spoken mere seconds after waking up. "Frederic," He sighed. "I`m so glad you`re awake. You`ve been out cold for a good three hours." Jazz said, relieved. "And yes, I do have training to do. But I thought I`d stay here and take care of you."
Was it Jazz`s imagination, or did Frederic`s face redden ever so slightly more after that?
Frederic looked up at his comrade, noticing the concern in his eyes. Jazz looked so drained from worry…and was that a blush on his face, too?
"Why didn`t you tell me you were sick?" Jazz asked. "You could have stayed here and rested! I would never have taken you out fighting if I`d known…"
"Jazz, you really need not worry so much about me…"
"And why not?!" Jazz yelled. "Frederic, you`re my dear friend, my comrade, my…" Jazz threw his arms around the sickly pianist. "I love you."
Frederic`s heart beat faster than ever before. He`d never felt so loved in his life…
"Jazz..." Frederic began, but he was silenced by Jazz trying to kiss him. He struggled, and broke away from the kiss.
"Jazz, don`t try to kiss me," he said. "I don`t want you to get sick too."
"How about this instead then?" Jazz said, getting in bed with Frederic and pulling him into a tight embrace.
Frederic relaxed in Jazz`s arms, resting his head on his chest.
"Comfortable?" Jazz asked.
"Yes," Frederic mumbled.
The two stayed like that for the rest of the morning, until Polka arrived back with the floral powder, wanting to know why Frederic was asleep in Jazz`s arms…
D`aww! How fluffy was that? Hope you enjoyed my first fanfiction, please review and fave if you liked it!
