Ahh so here we are at my second SakxSya one shot. Umm this was inspired tonight as I lay beside my buddy jean luc on the bathroom floor. (he is very sick at the moment ladies and gentlemen so please wish him well : D). I proclaimed us bathroom buddys and promised to hold back his hair if he puked. My next lame joke was that we were playing doctor : D...needless to say, i was booted out of the bathroom right after that. Anyways! Shot out to my best friend in the whole world! The Babebalalicious Jocelyn! Hiya Jocey! (She's my biggest fan you know ) Ohoho, this is my longest A/N yet. Good evening folks!
"Dude! Do you have to call it that!?" yelled Syaoran as he sat up and threw his blankets off. Sakura pushed him back down on the couch as she placed a facecloth on his forehead.

"Well, technically…" she grinned as she brushed her auburn bangs from her eyes. "it is what I'm doing at the moment right?" Syaoran groaned loudly as he squinted his eyes shut.

"Technically yes. There was no reason for you to answer the phone like that though!"

"Like what?" she giggled as she tilted her head innocently.

"You know damn well what I'm talking about! When Eriol called you were all like Sorry Syaoran cant come to the phone right now, I'm busy playing doctor with him!" he imitated in a high pitched voice." I could hear him laughing from all the way over here!"

"Syaoran!" Sakura reprimanded. "If you didn't want my help you shouldn't have called my house, coughing pathetically and weakly begging for my aid!"

"I did NOT beg!" he huffed "and my coughing was far from…from sickly and pathetic!"

"Oh noooo, your coughing is oh so manly senior macho ass!" Sakura drawled as she fixed his blankets and proceeded to take his temperature. "Stop squirming!" she demanded as she tried to read the tiny machine sticking out of his mouth.

"Mmm 'ying!" he mumbled. " 'op 'eing 'o 'ossy!"

"What did you just say!?" she snapped as she ripped it out of his mouth and smacked him on the nose with it. "Hmm, still pretty high…More fluids!" she sang out as she skipped to the kitchen.

"No more chicken noodle!" he cried. "I want vegetable!"

"Who's bossy?" she called back.

"Not youuu that's for suuure!" he yelled back, before he began coughing again.

"Allright, allright vegetable it is." She sighed as she brought in the steaming soup. "here, sit up." She commanded as she handed it to him as she sat next to him.

"Yum!" he sighed as he slurped back the liquid.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah yum yum. Eat up there, bitch cakes." She muttered "Pfft bossy!" As she sat there pouting she didn't here the clatter as the bowl was set on the table.

"Hey" he called out as he leaned forward and gently took her hand "I said I was sorry." Sakura blushed as she ripped her hand away.

"Y…yeah. Ah! Just, hurry up and eat! I have to do the dishes, and you still need to rest more or you'll never get be-" she was cut off as he softly kissed her. Her face burned red and she quickly grabbed the bowl and rushed to the kitchen. Syaoran laughed as he heard the sounds of clattering of dishes sloshing of water coming from the kitchen. He smirked as he started to drift off to sleep. Vaguely feeling the warmth of the blanket being wrapped around him and the soft feel of her lips against his cheek.

A week later, Sakura found herself deathly ill, or so she complained to anyone who listened. And wasn't surprised when a certain boy was on her doorstep, with a box of chicken noodle underneath his arm and a smile on his face.