Title : My Loved One
Disclaimer : I do not own any of the Characters including KHR.
Genre : Family
Warning : OCness.
Summary : On a snowy day, one boy lies on his bed feeling very cold and ill. Unknown to him, he is about to be visited by a relative of his.
The heavy snow drops haven't stopped falling for weeks now, and this leads to a certain teenaged boy to get a cold. To prevent anyone from disturbing his much-needed rest, no visitors are allowed to come see him. People who live in his house don't bother to cheer him up, instead they try to help heal him. That is why they are not restricted like the boy's friends.
Inside his room it is very peaceful and quiet, not like the usual. The lonely and sick boy lies on his bed slightly shivering. His cold has lasted for two whole days, and it will be three days if he doesn't get better before sunset.
The sun is still shinning through the thin and thick clouds that often block it's path. However, even with some of it's warmth still capable of making it through the snowy mornings, it is still not enough to prevent people from getting sick, especially a boy who loves to play outside with his carefree friends.
Sawada Tsunayoshi, a gentle boy with a fate that was uncalled for, continues to shiver in bed as he misses the warmth of his friends and family, and the sun that many wish to have shinning onto their bodies very brightly right about now. He is lonely, sick, cold, and worried. No one knows how long must he suffer like this, stuck inside his room, with no visitors or anything to do. He is forbidden to leave the room under the orders of his tutor, and since yesterday he was forbidden to get up off the bed.
He fainted by doing so.
The coldness that sends shivers up his spine soon bloom away when some warm blanket is placed on top of his body. He feels comfortable underneath it, and just a bit can he feel a gloved hand gently rubbing his shoulder, bringing in more comfort and warmness to his shivering self. His body starts to calm down, and while it does, a figure of a larger person lies down behind him, with an arm around his body, along with the blanket of some sort on top of both of them. It doesn't take long for Tsunayoshi to fall asleep.
The man with blonde hair and beautiful orange eyes smiles upon noticing this, and with a soft voice, he whispers into that small ear near his face.
"My descendant, my relative, my loved one...sleep tight."
Those words were said, seconds before the man fell asleep as well. When his eyes closed, the flame near his forehead died down, at the time the gloves vanished, leaving nothing but a defenseless boy, in the arms of a defenseless, but kind man.
Owari
