Here I go again with my 'writing fanfictions when I should be studying my buns off'. I have three exams on Tuesday! Three! All of them worth at least 50 percent! Organic Chemistry, Personality Psychology, and Microbiology! OMFG, someone help me!! Ok I'm, boring I know.

I disclaim all characters, belongs to Gosho-sama!

Miwako opened her eyes as she woke up. She glanced over at the clock and sighed when her tired mind registered that it was only 4:30am. Aside from feeling exhausted, something else wasn't right.

Miwako threw some of the covers off her to try and help cool herself down. She felt like she was burning up.

"I'm sweating…" she said quietly to herself as she sat up and wiped her forehead with the back of her hand. Deciding to get a glass of water, she slowly swung her feet around to the side of the bed and stood up. She felt a little unsteady and nauseous as she started to walk out of her room and toward the kitchen.

No one else was home; her mother was with some friends in the country. Groaning from the intensifying feelings of sickness, Miwako opened the fridge and poured a glass of water.

She took a small sip, not appreciating the freezing temperature of the water as she swallowed. She took the glass with her, back to her room and downed the rest of it before lying back down again.

Miwako spent the next half hour trying to be comfortable; if she slept under the covers she felt unbearably hot, if she pushed them to the side it was too cold. It didn't help that she was practically drenched in sweat either.

Sighing, Miwako got out of bed again and pulled out a lighter blanket from her closet. She curled up in it and prayed that she would be able to get back to sleep. The last time she remembered reading off her clock was quarter to six before she managed to fall asleep once more.

Miwako felt like she had only been asleep for ten minutes when her alarm clock woke her up at seven.

Feeling exactly as she had a few hours ago, Miwako grudgingly forced herself to get out of bed and into the shower. The warm water felt nice and Miwako stayed in a little longer than she usually did.

Deciding to skip breakfast, Miwako got ready for work and left. By the time she pulled into the parking garage at the department she was feeling even worse and had nearly caused two accidents.

Closing the door, she resisted the urge to lean over and rest her head on the roof of her FD. She snapped out of her fever induced trance as a familiar voice called her name.

"Satou-san are you alright? You were just staring blankly at your car." Takagi said laughing quietly.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She answered weakly; it was taking a lot more energy than she thought just to respond to him.

Takagi's smile quickly turned into a frown as they started to walk toward the stairs leading out of the garage.

"Sa-Satou-san, are you sure you're alright? You look tired." Wataru questioned, very concerned.

"Mmm". She moaned a 'yes'.

Damn these stairs…

By the time she reached the top she had acquired a headache, and was sweating even more.

She noticed that Takagi had followed closely behind her as they climbed up the steps.

"Satou-san, you're panting." Takagi pointed out unhappily as he leaned in for a better inspection.

She shied away from his gaze, embarrassed that she hadn't even noticed the change in her own breathing.

"M'fine." She mumbled, smiling at him in an attempt to reassure him.

Takagi scrunched his eye brows, not convinced, as he opened to door to the first division and held it for her.

Feeling uncomfortable under his unyielding gaze, Miwako gathered her strength and stood up straight as she walked briskly past him into the room.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." She said stubbornly, sitting down at her desk. She wished he would look away so she could slouch over and rest on her desk without him noticing. Instead he walked over to her and started to inspect her once more.

"You're sick, go home and rest." He said flatly.

"M'not sick, just tired." Miwako responded. She had never taken a sick day before and she wasn't about to start now! However, she was a little worried about how she was going to make it until 9pm; talking was hard enough, she wasn't sure if she could handle an investigation. Especially not one with the detective boys. No, not today.

Miwako chose to convince her partner by pulling a report out and getting to work. Takagi didn't budge.

"You seem to have a fever." Another voice spoke out. Takagi turned his head to see Shiratori standing behind him. Takagi noticed that the rest of the division was now focused on Miwako as well.

"Satou-san, please, you should be at home resting." Shiratori said concerned as he pushed past Takagi and leaned down towards her. Wataru narrowed his eyes at the inspector before moving to the other side of her chair.

"I told you I'm fine." She said frustrated.

Takagi and Shiratori exchanged looks as did the rest of the detectives. Not wanting to upset her further, the men sighed in defeat and went about getting work started.

Although the division was functioning, there was no question that monitoring Satou was the number one priority. Sure, reports were being completed and filed and Inspector Megure wasn't able to pick up on anything, but every couple of seconds or so the detectives would look up from their tasks to see how she was doing.

Takagi too was practically staring at her bowed head as she worked. There seemed to be a collective hold of breath as she stopped writing for a moment to wipe her forehead on her sleeve.

When she went back to writing, the breath was released as the men started whispering quietly to each other.

"She's so cute with that blush."

"Oh yeah, can't argue with that."

"Looks good on her doesn't it?"

"She looks so beautiful and fragile."

"Yeah, compared to her usual self."

"Amazing."

Takagi scowled as he listened to his colleagues all agree with each other. She's sick you idiots!

…Even if I kinda agree…

Takagi was glad that he had a paper work day and would not have to go out for a case. That way he could keep an eye on her the whole day. Although, the mountain of unfinished reports was still a nasty task to complete.

Seems like every time I turn around there's another case with Mouri-san and Conan-kun.

Things went along smoothly, Takagi (along with every other detective present), kept close watch over Miwako and so far they day was without incident. Takagi stopped writing his report when the Commander and Megure walked into the room and addressed the division.

"Listen up! We've got a gang fight in the East downtown district! I want backup units down there now!" The Chief boomed.

"Sir!"

Takagi jumped up as Megure-keibu gave further orders.

"Takagi-kun! You and Satou-kun go too!" The inspector ordered before turning to give more instructions.

Takagi quickly approached the Inspector, "Um, Keibu I don't think that Satou-san should-."

"Come on Takagi let's move it!" Miwako said already running past him.

Damn it!

Takagi ground his teeth and took off after her.

Miwako was determined as she somehow managed to sprint down to the garage. She knew she pushing herself too far, but she would rather try than just lie down and die.

"Stay in the car when we get there." Takagi said as they pulled out with the others in his sedan.

"What? No!" She retorted, breathing heavily. She knew her fever had gotten worse, but she was an officer damn it! Something like this wasn't going to stop her from doing her job!

Takagi sighed when he parked the car at the scene and she immediately got out. He had known she was too stubborn to listen to him. She didn't technically have to since she was the superior officer, anyway.

He followed close behind her as Shiratori barked out orders to the men. Takagi made sure to keep close watch over her as they proceeded with their orders. Within twenty minutes many of the opposing gang members were being hauled back to cruisers in cuffs.

Takagi figured that they had been so wrapped up in fighting against each other that they hadn't even noticed the police show up until it was too late.

"Frigging assholes, you dirty cops are."

Takagi rolled his eyes, at the gang member he was escorting back to his own car with Miwako. How charming.

"Thanks Bitch." He added as Miwako opened the backdoor of the car. Takagi knew that Miwako didn't care in the slightest, but that didn't stop him from telling the jerk to shut the hell up. Takagi would have loved to give the rude criminal a good ass kicking, but that would result in the loss of his badge.

By the time they finished questioning the gangsters, Satou was feeling horribly sick. She wiped her forehead again as she tried to put a reference book back in its place on the shelf.

Suddenly her vision blurred as she slid the book in-between two others. She stumbled back a step as her hand came up to her burning face and covered her eyes.

"Uhh..."

"S-Satou-kun!" Megure called out to her from his desk. Every officer in the room, including Takagi, frantically turned their heads in her direction.

So hot…her hand slipped from her face as she lost consciousness.

Takagi lunged towards her, just managing to catch her falling form before she hit the floor.

"Miwako!" He called as he cradled her in his arms. In a second, the Inspector and the other officers rushed over.

"Back up! Give her some room!" Megure shouted at the crowding officers who were all calling her name.

"Everyone shut up!" Shiratori boomed. It was unusual for the cool Inspector to raise his voice so high, and it seemed to work as the alarmed officers all quieted down. Some of them looked like they might start crying.

Megure bent down on one knee and examined his unconscious officer. Takagi swept her bangs away and pressed the back of his hand to her forehead.

She's burning up!

"Keibu! Should I call an ambulance?" Shiratori asked already taking out his phone.

"Do it." Megure answered swiftly.

"N-no, don't." a weak sounding Miwako spoke up.

"Satou-san, are you alright?" Takagi asked, holding her up.

"Yes…I just…fainted." She responded. Takagi would have slapped a hand to his face if he hadn't been holding her. She says that like it's okay.

"I think you should go to the hospital." Megure-keibu spoke in a gentle, fatherly voice.

"No need, I'll just go home and…rest."

Takagi watched Megure as he sighed and nodded, "Alright then. Everyone else get back to work."

There was sudden scrambling as the large group broke apart. The officers, albeit hesitantly, moved back to what they were doing.

"You! Get her some water." Shiratori barked to one of the men.

"Sir!" The officer promptly saluted and sprinted out of the office.

Megure turned to another officer, "Go get Yumi-san." He ordered. The second officer ran after the first.

"I'm sorry to cause all this trouble." Satou spoke quietly. Takagi could tell she was embarrassed. He held her tighter as the two other men quickly brushed off her apology, desperately trying to appease her.

"Just stay home the next time you're not feeling well, that's an order." Megure said sighing.

Takagi stood, carrying her and walked over to his desk, (despite her protests).

"T-Takagi-kun!"

She was relieved when he set her on her feet and guided her down to his chair. As she sat down she was handed a bottle of water from the officer who was sent to fetch it earlier.

Miwako gratefully sipped the cool liquid, oblivious to the anxious looks Takagi and Shiratori were giving her.

Soon after, an equally upset Yumi showed up to take her home.

Ignoring the many, many death glares he received, Takagi picked her up in his arms and firmly told her that he would be carrying her down to Yumi's car.

"Too bad." He told her, "If you had listened to me in the first place, you wouldn't be in this mess."

She simply sighed, giving up, and rested her head against him. Takagi was well aware that everyone they passed was staring at them. He received many more vicious glares from the officers in other divisions as they made their way down to the garage. He also noticed Yumi's approving nods that she kept flashing at him.

"Get some rest please." Takagi said concerned, as he placed her in the car.

"I will."

"Promise me." He whispered, trying to let her know just how worried he was.

"I promise." She smiled weakly.

When Takagi got home later that night the first thing he did was call her home. Even if she was asleep her mother would answer the phone.

He was surprised (and possibly relived) when Miwako answered.

"Satou-san? Where's your mom? Why didn't she answer." Takagi asked automatically.

"I think I can handle answering the phone Wataru." Miwako answered coyly.

For some reason Takagi was uncomfortable, "Is your mom there?"

When she didn't answer Takagi narrowed his eyes, "Satou-san…" He started firmly.

"She's away with some friends." Miwako admitted nervously.

"Miwako-san! You've been alone! What if something else happened!?" Takagi nearly shouted over the phone.

Miwako groaned; she knew he would get upset if he found out.

"It's fine, I'm a big girl." Miwako answered sheepishly.

"I'm coming over!"

Before she could even answer he had hung up. Takagi grabbed his duffle bag and stuffed a pair of PJ's and some other items into it. He grabbed his reports and was out the door in under five minutes.

She's so stubborn.

When he knocked on the door she opened it, giving him an apologetic smile.

"I'm staying here tonight; I'll sleep on the couch." He said resolutely as he placed a cold cloth to her forehead.

She wanted him to stay, if he was willing, she wouldn't try to deter him. Exhausted, Satou cuddled up against him as he worked on his reports. She still wasn't feeling so good, but being close to him like that made her grateful for it.

"Oh and Wataru-kun?"

"Hmm?"

"You're sleeping here, in the bed with me tonight." Miwako said sternly.

Wataru tensed, if so, then he would be the one with the dangerously high fever.

EXAMS! I can't take it so I write up some random fan-fic that I won't remember writing the next day!! Someone write me a nice Satou/Takagi fic to help me cope! Lol, I am so pathetic.

Miwako fainted, thank goodness Wataru was there to catch her! Tee hee. Cute.

Just a side note: someone asked me who the delivery boy was in chapter 2 of Enjoying the Moonlight. If you didn't guess, yeah, it was Kid.