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To say that he was not in a good mood was an understatement. With his eyebrows furrowed and his face showing a very, very annoyed expression, it was no wonder that people were avoiding the Saiga heir.

His driver smiled a little nervously, "Where would you wish to go, Saiga-sama?"

"Bring me to the Yamamoto residence…fast."

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Megumi Yamamoto shifted slightly, the blanket covering her being displaced. Almost immediately, a worried Hikari Hanazono-soon-to-be-Takishima fixed it and smoothed the girl's hair away from her face.

She glanced at her almost-husband, distress evident on her features. "Takishima, she's very hot. What should we do?"

The eldest son of the Takishima family moved to place a reassuring hand on Hikari's shoulder.

Even he was worried about the brown-haired girl, but still he smiled. "I'm afraid we've done all we can, Hikari-koi. We'll just have to wait for her to get better."

Just then, Megumi's eyes fluttered open. She blinked a couple of times before sitting and turning her gaze to the pair hovering over her.

"Megumi-chan! How are you feeling?"

"I-I'm fine, Hikari –chan—" the rest of her words were drowned in a bout of coughing that left her breathless.

It took her a few minutes to register the fact that Kei was gently rubbing her back. She smiled gratefully.

Her voice was very soft when she spoke, "I'm sorry for ruining your night, Hikari-chan, Kei-kun…"

Kei smiled and patted her head. "Hush now, it was no bother."

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Ryuu and Jun were out of the country; both attending matters related to their respective families businesses. Normally, Megumi would have accompanied her twin but Jun had insisted that she rest since she had been handling the meetings in the past.

Of course, it came as a complete surprise and disappointment when Megumi realized she was sick the night after her 'brothers' had left. Recognizing her inability to handle her sickness alone, she had reluctantly called Kei and Hikari as Tadashi and Akira were also both very busy. She had apologetically explained her circumstances and the two had rushed over.

The couple came not a moment too soon, for as soon as they came, Megumi's fever had reached its peak.

Without a second thought, Kei had called Yahiro Saiga.

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To say he was not in a good mood was an understatement but to say he was not worried would be the understatement of the century. His girlfriend was sick and she had neglected to inform him, opting instead to seek help from someone else. The fact that she probably had his well-being in mind gave no comfort to the Saiga heir.

"Yahiro, you have to come as soon as possible."

The serious tone in his childhood friend's voice deterred Yahiro from making his usual teasing reply. "What's wrong, Kei?"

"Megumi has a fever, a very high one. We need you here."

Without a backward glance or an excuse, he had left a very important meeting with investors and had rushed to her house.

He had been so nervous about the meeting, worrying that something might go wrong or the investors would suddenly change their minds. Megumi had reassured him time and time again that everything would be alright.

As he waited for the stoplight to turn green, Yahiro cursed softly. It was probably why his much-too-selfless girlfriend had decided not to trouble him about her illness. She probably decided that the meeting was more important than her.

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Megumi was about to drift of to sleep when he came into her room. Her eyes immediately widened and she sat up, fighting the wave of dizziness that washed over her. In a blink, he was sitting on the side of her bed, his hands on her shoulders to steady her.

"Lie back down, Megumi." His voice was gentle but commanding.

She did as she was told. She closed her eyes as he placed a hand on her forehead and opened them just in time to see him frown.

"Why didn't you call me?"

Megumi sighed. She was so very tired. "You were busy, Yahiro. I didn't want to intrude."

"That's not a valid reason. I've told you that I'm never too busy when it concerns you."

Megumi reached for his hand. "This was different, Yahiro, you have been preparing and worrying about this meeting for so long. Besides, I would probably be fine in the morning. I just thought it was best if I don't worry you abou—"

He gripped her hand, violet eyes angry. "And what if you were not better? What if tomorrow morning I would just suddenly get a call saying you were rushed to the hospital? Then I would worry about you more."

He was overreacting, he knew. But in life, he was aware that anything could happen. He didn't like taking chances and he especially didn't like taking chances on matters concerning Megumi.

He was shaken out of his thoughts when he realized that Megumi was sitting and had wound her arms around his waist, her head resting on his shoulder.

Her breath was hot against his neck when she spoke. "You're right… and I'm sorry."

He hugged her in return, resting his head on top of hers. "I meant it, Megumi. You're far more important to me than anything else. You understand?"

She nodded, snuggling closer into Yahiro's warmth. In the circle of his arms, she finally gave in and let sleep overcome her.

Tomorrow would be a better day for the both of them.

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