A/n: OMG GUYS. I WROTE SOMETHING FOR BARAKAMON IM CRYING. Okay anyway, there WILL DEFINITELY be a second chapter to this, I PROMISE. This chapter is barely enough to satisfy my needs! HiroSei has officially joined my list of OTPs! There's not enough fluff in this first chapter, so the next chapter will be full of it, I promise that too! I actually wanted to write more, to the next scene, but if I did, this chapter would have like 3k words and people like me who's actually really lazy to read one whole chunk of words at one go, will not even think about reading it, so yeah! ANYWAY PLEASE ENJOY!
"Senseeeii! I brought you your food!" Hiroshi shouted at the door. However there was no reply. Sighing, he pushed the door open and casually let himself in instead. "I'm coming in, Sensei."
When he took off his shoes, he was greeted by a pretty normal-looking scene. But something was slightly different.
Seishuu wasn't moving at all.
He was seated at his table as usual, with his calligraphy tools laid neatly around the paper, but the problem was, he wasn't moving. He was like a statue.
Hiroshi inched closer as he whispered, "S-Sensei?" Maybe he was just deep in thought and could not hear him, but Hiroshi kept calling out to him when he did not respond. He was beginning to get the creeps. "Sensei... Wh-What's wrong?"
Hiroshi was about to tap on his shoulder when Seishuu suddenly turned around.
Hiroshi swore he felt his heart leap into his throat as Seishuu stared at him with a zombie-like face from a zombie apocalypse movie. He stumbled back, nearly falling over, as he yelled in horror, "S-S-Sensei?! I-Is that you?!"
"Hi... Ro..." Seishuu started to claw - literally claw at the floor - his way over to Hiroshi, scaring the living daylights out of him.
"S-Sensei, stop! D-Don't come near me!" Hiroshi took another step back, still tightly clutching onto the bowl of his mother's specially made chashu ramen close to his chest.
Everything was seriously like out of a horror film and Hiroshi was about to faint. At least I need to save the food first! Hiroshi thought back to how violently Seishuu reacted when his food dropped to the ground by accident before, and knew he had to protect it at all costs, even if he had to risk his life for it.
Swiftly, he stepped around the zombie Seishuu and managed to toss - just a little - the food onto the table just before Seishuu caught him.
"Hiro..." His voice hoarse, Seishuu clung onto Hiroshi.
Hiroshi nearly screamed, "L-Let go of me!" He was afraid to push him away, as he might get the 'zombie disease'. "S-Sensei, sensei, st-stop! I-I'm scared!"
"Hel... P... Me..." Seishuu managed to croak out before his head went slump onto Hiroshi.
Silence.
"... Eh?" Hiroshi peered down and saw a peacefully sleeping Seishuu with his arms wrapped around his torso. "He's... Asleep?" He tried to shift his legs until he realized he couldn't. He mustn't, in fact.
Why? Because if he did, Seishuu's left knee would be touching the wrong place!
Seishuu was literally clinging to him like a koala bear and Hiroshi was at a loss for what to do. "S... Sensei...?" He called out gently. No response. Sighing, he slumped back against the wall, exhausted from the terrifying afternoon encounter with a zombie Seishuu.
"Sensei! We're comin' in!" Out of the blue, Naru's voice echoed in and the door was pushed open without hesitating.
Naru was with Tamako and Miwa and they stepped in together.
Naru came skipping over to look for Seishuu, only to stop and stare in disbelief just as the two older students followed her deeper in. Miwa let out a little squeal and Tamako just turned to leave for the door without saying a word.
"Ah... H-Hello, girls... Looks like we have our hands a little full this afternoon," Hiroshi smiled sheepishly.
"What happened to Sensei?" Naru walked over to Seishuu who was sound asleep and poked him on the cheek.
"Ahahaha! Did Sensei hit his head again?" Miwa laughed heartily, tearing up. "This is hilarious!"
"Eh? Where did Tama go?" Hiroshi looked around.
Naru went and pushed open the entrance door to reveal Tamako who was banging her head repeatedly on the wooden side of the house while mumbling something inaudible and ominous. "She's fine."
"Well, we need to do something for Sensei right now..." Miwa knelt down and looked at Seishuu from head to toe. "He looks normal to me, though."
"He kind of didn't, just now..." Hiroshi said as he continued to stare at Seishuu, causing the memories from just a while ago to resurface. "Miwa, is it just me, or does Sensei's face... Looks a little too red?"
Naru came over and joined both of them in staring at Seishuu's face intently.
Silence engulfed the room as realization dawned on the trio.
Hiroshi put a trembling hand on Seishuu's forehead, and withdrew it almost immediately after making contact, like something bit him, "Uwah, he's burning hot!"
"Eeehh?!" The two girls squealed in unison.
"Q-Quick, get some ice! Naru, you go get some water!"
"Yes, sir!" The two girls scrambled to their feet and carried out their tasks as Hiroshi stumbled around the house clumsily, while hugging Seishuu who was still clinging to him like a baby koala while he pulled out his futon and laid it on the floor neatly.
"Here!" Miwa dropped the ice cubes into a small pail of water that Naru carried to Seishuu's side.
"Thanks!" Hiroshi said as he ever-so-gently untangled Seishuu's limbs from his body. He then tried to pull him off and lay him down on the futon. His face was cherry red and it felt like he would explode or something. His breaths grew faster with each passing moment, as well as everyone's worries.
Unfortunately, Seishuu clung tightly to Hiroshi, and was unwilling to let go of Hiroshi's neck when he tried to lay him down.
His soft breaths quickly became pants as he muttered, "Haa... H... Hot..."
"S-Sensei, don't ya die on me!" Naru yelled, causing Miwa to cup her mouth, telling her not to shout.
"We also need a cloth, can you get one for me, Miwa?" Hiroshi managed to pull the calligrapher's arms away from him and put them down nicely by his sides.
Just then, Tamako came back, possibly at the wrong time, as the first thing she saw was how close Hiroshi was to Seishuu, especially when he's leaning over him.
On a futon.
With body contact.
And Seishuu panting, his face flushed.
Tamako immediately closed the door behind her once again and continued to drown herself in her ominous mumbles, which were beginning to become louder and louder.
Hiroshi took the face towel from Miwa and soaked it in the cold water before placing it on Seishuu's forehead.
"Ahh..." Seishuu calmed down, sighing a little, as his breaths got a little slower. "Feels nice..."
"Sensei, do you have any fever medicine?" Hiroshi asked.
"Don't know..." Sensei mumbled, his eyes shut as he tried to steady his breathing.
"I'll go check the cupboard!" Naru bounced over to the wooden cupboard and started to ransack it. Usually, Seishuu would start yelling at Naru and drag her away from it, but that day was different. The house felt more serene than usual.
"Ah! I almost forgot!" Miwa exclaimed, as she went over to the door and dragged Tamako in who was holding a big bag. Miwa took it from her, who was still in a daze, and set it down on the table. "I brought some konomon for Sensei! I accidentally ate some on the way, though." She chuckled.
"Thanks, Miwa," Hiroshi smiled. "It's a big help to sensei."
"Yeah! Sensei really loves konomon, I'm sure he'll recover soon!" Miwa said. "Well then, we need to go now, the other kids are goin' to the beach today. Looks like sensei can't come this time. Come on, Naru, let's go!"
"There ain't no medicine here..." Naru said, a bit disappointed but she recovered quickly. "Oh well, Hiro will take care of sensei, won't ya?"
"Of course," Hiroshi smiled and Tamako nearly fainted. "Go have fun at the beach! Be careful, alright!"
"Yeeess!" The girls closed the door behind them, dragging Tamako along.
Hiroshi plopped down beside Seishuu as he said to no one in particular, "Guess it's just you and me now, sensei."
Seishuu did not respond.
Hiroshi took the towel and flipped it over, and Seishuu let a little moan escape, "Mm... Thanks..."
Hiroshi rubbed his eyes and yawned. The exhaustion was finally surfacing. I really shouldn't have burn the midnight oil last night... Man, I'm drifting off...
Hiroshi's eyelids started to get heavier as he struggled to stay awake. But if I sleep now... Sensei will...
"Hiro..." His voice sounded like it was about to crumble, Seishuu looked over to Hiroshi. Hiroshi immediately jolted awake. "If you're tired... Then, come over here and take a nap..."
"Eh? But..."
"Sorry I don't have another futon... So just bear with it and sleep next to me here..." Seishuu forced a smile. "If you sleep on the floor, your back will hurt."
Hiroshi was stunned for a moment as nothing but air left his parted lips. Even though he's ill... He's still worried about other people! Such a kind soul...
"O-Okay..." Hiroshi lifted up the blanket and Seishuu shifted over painstakingly, gritting his teeth. Seeing him like that, Hiroshi could not help but feel his chest warm up a little. He then awkwardly lie down on his side beside the calligrapher.
Since he was so close to the other man, he could literally feel the heat radiating from him. He was facing him as well, so he could not help but stare.
Sensei has nice skin... His hair as well, it looks really soft... Wait, what am I thinking?!
"If you're worried about the towel... Don't... I'll do it myself. So just go to sleep," Seishuu assured him, and Hiroshi started to drift off to slumberland, a little reluctantly. He barely had the energy to mutter a word of thanks before everything went dark.
