Summary: It was the bite. It just had to be...and three days later, Taichi lay in bed with fever. What does Yamato have to do with this? A modern Romeo and Juliet story with a supernatural twist.

Disclaimer: Do not own Digimon or any of its characters.

Bite

By: splintered

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It was the bite. It just had to be...and three days later, Taichi Yagami lay in bed with an unbreakable fever.

"Hikari..." the figure wrapped in sheets moaned. Bundled up like that, he could have been mistaken for a mummy...well, perhaps not, with that coloring of his...coloring that proved that he was still very much alive, even if he was currently suffering from a dangerously high fever. His cheeks were flushed with color (and could be mistaken for a blush under other circumstances). His wild hair was more unkempt than usual as he was sprawled against his bed. "Death bed," he had joked.

Whereas his little sister vehemently responded, "You're not dying!"

"Well, I might as well be. I feel like crap," he admitted. And he looked like crap as well. His usual tan was gone, even if he was a little red in the face. The rest of him blended in well with the off-white sheets.

He's so pale, Kari had thought as she studied her brother. For a moment, she almost believed that he was dying. He was losing energy by the minute as his fever climbed. Whereas he could joke before, now he could only whimper.

"Hika...Kari..." She had to lean in to hear him, even if he was only calling her name. "...I don't feel...don't feel so good," the brunette whimpered as she combed her hand through his thick mop of hair.

He's so weak, she couldn't bear thinking. She had always admired her brother for his strength that watching her brother in such a state...it was like watching a parent cry. Her heart clenched in pain as she felt for him...knowing that she could do nothing for him except whisper soothing words of comfort when wishing that he would do the same for her. "Shush, I know..." she said as she ran her hand through his hair again.

"I know..." She paused as he thrashed about, kicking the covers off yet again. This time, she chose to adopt a loving scowl as she reprimanded him. "Tai, what as I going to do with you?" She puckered her brow as she reached for the thermometer and inserted it into his mouth.

"You have to keep warm...You have to break that--" Fever. She gasped as the numbers continued to climb. 108. 109. And finally, that tinny mechanical beeping revealed... 109.86°F. Was that even humanly possible? She knew that the normal body temperature was 98.6°F. Such a difference...

"...Kari...don't...feel...don't feel good," he mumbled, probably delirious as he was doing so. With that, Taichi Yagami passed out, never hearing his sister's desperately whispered words.

"Tai, you have to break that fever...I don't know what I'd do without you...for me, big brother?" She grasped his sweaty palm with both of her hands. What would I do without you? She shuddered at the thought. Ever since her parents died...No, she preferred not to think about it. "...please, big brother...you're all that I have."

She then did the only thing she knew to do. She picked up the phone and called--

TBC?

Author's Notes:

Who did Hikari call? What's with her brother's condition? I'll leave that up to the reviewers. Any guesses? I'm so evil, aren't I? Well, reviews sure helps with updates and I do enjoy hearing from you... Thank you for reading my new fic. XD