Rant: Drabble phail... T___T Narf~
Disclaimer: I wish...
"Please rest well, Juudaime! I shall come and pick you up tomorrow morning."
"See ya, Tsuna!"
The brunette smiled.
"Then, I'll see you guys tomorrow." With that said, he disappeared into the house.
He took this chance to speak.
"Gokudera, you're sick aren't you?"
"..."
'Tch' was the final reply as the Storm Guardian walked away.
Once they turned the corner and Tsuna's house was out of sight, Yamamoto grabbed hold of the tinier male's hand walking in front of him.
"What's your problem y-" A hand feeling his forehead silenced him.
"You're burning up..."
If his face wasn't already red from the fever, he would've buried the idiot there and then.
He swatted the others hand away.
"Stop making a fuss about it! I'm fine!"
"You can fool Tsuna and everyone else, but your body doesn't lie to me, Hayato."
Gokudera wanted to bite him now...
"Come on!" pulling the Italian along.
"Oi! Let go, you idiot! Where the heck are you taking me!?" His struggles were useless within the taller boy's grip, but it didn't stop him from trying.
"To the doctor's of course!"
Yamamoto was genuinely worried, but Gokudera seemed to not notice.
"Fuck you! I don't have to see any stupid doctors!"
Yamamoto paused and turned, glaring at the shorter male. This made Gokudera shut up...
"I'll seriously fuck you if you don't listen to me. Now move!"
On the rare occasions when Takeshi would snap, Gokudera knew just how to sit down and shut up.
After the clinic visit, Gokudera was ordered to tuck in bed as Yamamoto prepared his medication.
"Here, take these."
*mumbles of chain cursing*
Yamamoto's eyes narrowed.
Gokudera snatched the pills from the baseball player's hand and downed them all in one go with a glass of water. He made sure to slam the glass loud enough on the table but not strong enough to break it.
"There! You happy now?"
Yamamoto smiled.
"Good boy, Hayato." caressing the Italian's silver hair.
"I'm not a freakin' dog, you bastard!" was the retort, and ignored.
"Yes, yes, now get some rest. I'll be back to check on you later."
Gokudera gave his frown of dissatisfaction but obeyed nonetheless.
"Get well soon..." Yamamoto added under his breath as he turned off the lights and left the Italian's room.
Needless to say, Gokudera was well taken care of during his period of sickness, and even better taken care of once he recovered. Though only Yamamoto would be the one to think so... After all, he did need to be rewarded in some form~
^_^ END
continues rant...
Been sick for the week of Chinese New Year and it got worse then now better =__= Tend to get a sharper tongue whenever I'm sick and I'm still wondering if it's a good thing xDD Since my friends' are gonna take advantage of my dizziness and all xPP
Anyways, I was itching to write something, but then nothing came to mind, and I'm out of stuff to read/stalk... Then this came up, and you have a phail!drabble xPP
It's my first, so please be gentle T___T
Review? I'll love you forever~ xPP
Err... if you don't want to... I won't hurt you, I promise .... *whistles~* xP
Thank you for reading~ =DD