Sickness
By: Juubisjinchuuriki
Chapter 1 Fever
The air felt hot and sticky against Rentons skin sweat covered his face in a fine layer and his muscles felt weak and useless there was no way he could work on the Gekkos LFO's like this. "I hate colds" Renton growled it wasn't often that he got sick but when he did they often hit him hard he rarely got sick as a kid and because he usually helped his Gramps out in the shop ,but somehow he got sick on the Gekko of all places! Geez like he needed more stuff to worry about like keeping the crews LFO's working which is hard job considering the Gekko seemed to come under attack every other day of the week. With the consist maintenance especially to the 909 it seemed like there was always damage to fix and Holland never seemed to listen to him about going out on the 909 with repairs half finished that could be very dangerous for Holland.
"Maybe I have been working myself to hard lately?" He sighed of all the time to get a cold why now? Just then a knock came from his door "Renton you wake yet?" Eureka's soft voice came though the door "Yeah I'll be out in a minute!" he replied leaving his jacket on the floor deciding that he didn't need it for today and opened the door. There stood Eureka arms behind her back staring at him Renton's face flushed at her stare "What is it Eureka?" he asked she tilted her head to the side confusion on her face "Holland said the 909 needs work again and wants you to do it." Renton sighed it was always something with that damn LFO wasn't "Fine" he growled
With that the two started toward the Hanger in silence coming to a stop in the 909's space. It took only one look for Renton to see the new scar's on the 909's paint job. "Great how this happen I just finished it yesterday?" Renton groaned "I was out scouting and ran into a squadron of KLF's on my way back." Holland's voice echoed across the Hanger "Sorry about that by the way." Renton growled "For the love of god Holland can't I have one moment of peace without having to work on another LFO that you guys keep destroying!" Renton snapped at Holland "I work myself ragged keeping these LFO's in working order!" Now Rentons head was pounding he really did not need this. "I said I was sorry geez kid let it go."with that Renton snapped "You know as well as I do that I can't let it go while I'm this ship mechanic it is unsafe and stupid to fly in a badly damaged LFO dammit!"
At this point between the Fever, headache, and stress it was starting to get to the boy his normally calm attitude gone and his anger at the never ending jobs getting the best of him. Eureka watched the argument in silence staring at Renton worryingly she had only seen him once like this and that was back at the mines her partner had always seemed calm and only resorted to yelled when his was really angry or frustrated at something. It was then that Eureka noticed that Renton seemed to sway from side to side the flush on his face darkening Holland seem to have noticed to. "oi Renton you feeling okay there?" The boy didn't reply instead stood there feeling like everything was distant and fuzzy "wha-" was all Renton could get out before slumping to the floor the fever finally getting to him.
Eureka rushed forward and caught Renton before he hit the floor a hand to his forehead "Holland his burning up!" "Really?" Said Holland confused "Are you sure?" Eureka nodded she had gone through this before with the kids cause they would get all sorts of sicknesses she could tell from his flushed face that the fever was bad 'How did Renton get this bad?' she asked herself Eureka knew Renton had been working hard for the past few days but this why now?
"Holland could you help me get Renton to Micha please?" Asked Eureka as she hosted up Rentons arms "Sure." Holland took Rentons legs and together they carried him to the clinic Micha looked up with surprise at them carrying Renton "What Happened to Renton?" Micha asked with a professional air "Eureka thinks Renton has come down with a high fever." Holland explained Hosting Renton onto one of the beds Eureka watching his pained face while running a hand through his sweaty hair. "It looks to me that Rentons come down with a bad cold probably caused by high stress." Holland stared at her confused "What would make you think that Micha?" Holland asked he knew Renton was stressed out by the consist repairs because the boy would try to prevent him from flying the 909 saying it was not finished and dangerous but did not stop Holland from going anyway. It was not just him but the others as well Eureka would listen to him complain about how reckless the crew was to their LFO's and how he always had to clean up their mess.
"Because I have been hearing about it from Eureka clearly you have been putting too much work on him between the repair jobs and his other responsibility's on the ship." Micha deadpanned at Holland "I just thought the kid could handle it thats all he seem to hold up just fine till now." Micha gave Holland a flat look "Really Holland Really? You and I both now what stress can do the body when it becomes too much." Holland shivered oh he knew about it because he experienced it first hand. "Ok ok I get maybe I was putting alittle too much on Renton happy now?" Micha smiled but it had seem to have the promise of pain for Holland in the future "So maybe while Renton is recovering you could pick up his slack around here." Holland flinched at her cold comment knowing he might have to "So how long do you think it will take for Renton to recover Micha?"
She turned to the bed "By my guess about a week or so before I will allow Renton to be on his feet again." Micha replied she was already thinking of the different medicines Renton might need for his cold. When a groan came from the bed getting everyone's attention "Renton you feeling okay?" Eureka softly asked the reply to her question was a small groan from Renton he felt like Eureka was speaking to him from a within a cave sounds were fuzzy and confusing to him that he almost couldn't make it out. Opening his eyes slightly only to shut them tightly from the lights overhead confused he manged to groan out "What happened, where am I?" Micha explained "You fainted in the hanger so Eureka and Holland brought you here to recover Renton why didn't you till me that you weren't feeling well?"
"Because the crew is counting on me and I don't want to let them down." Renton sighed thinking back it may have been a good idea to take breaks any now and again then maybe he could have avoided this in the first place. He felt Eureka's hand on his shoulder and looked up into her eyes silently communicating her worry towards him "Renton maybe you should at least take your time to recover from this cold before you start working again please?" Eureka begged "I'm Worried you'll make yourself worse if you try to work your way through it" "Eureka's right Renton" Micha advised "You should try to rest at least for a week before going back to work ok?" Renton groaned if there was one thing he hated more then being useless it was boredom he had have enough of that back home with Gramps. "Fine." He said knowing it was useless arguing with Micha and Eureka at the same time you just can't win and his head still felt heavy. Sleep was sounding really good to him right now "Oh Renton before you go back to sleep you'll need to take some medications ok?" Micha asked holding out a little blue pill for him and a cup of water.
With the pill swallowed he lay back down with Eureka by his side still not wanting to leave his side "Oi Eureka!" Holland called "come on Renton needs his sleep." She look up at him "I think I'll stay here for know is that ok?" Surprise came over Hollands face then understanding "sure if its alright with Micha?" "She'll be fine." Replied Micha from her desk "If I know Eureka she can be very quiet when she wants to." Micha said smiling "ok then see you later and thanks Micha!" as Holland left the clinic. Silence seem to rule over the small room the only sound came from Micha's pen and Rentons soft breathing as Eureka returned to stroking the dark brown stains off the boy feverish forehead.