Hackcoughcoughhackcough….
Okay, Kenta was kind of sick. But it wasn't too serious…
HACKCOUGHHAAAACK.
Oh, there goes one lung. Alright, he had to admit he was sick.
But what could be accomplished from laying in bed all day? Gingka was competing in a Beyblade tournament today, along with Tsubasa. How could he miss-
Coughcoughcough..
-watching a battle? It just wasn't quite as good having to watch through a slightly faulty tv in the quiet humdrum of a room. And with everyone gone and orders to rest for the day, there wasn't much else to do but watch tv. It was that, or sleep.
Hackcoughhack…
But he had already gotten enough sleep. Plenty from the day before when it was the only way to keep everyone from babying him. Being babied made Kenta irritable. He was eleven, not five!
Coughhackcough.
Okay, he did cry quite a bit for his age (wasn't being a sensitive supposed to be good in a guy?), and he was probably the shortest person on the planet (how could he help that?), but he was far from a baby.
Kenta had been pretty deep in his thoughts when the door slammed open, startling him from the bed to
-THWACK!- (Coughcough.)
The floor. Which was much harder than the bed. He rubbed his head, and looked up. Standing in the door frame was-
"KENCHI~! I heard you were sick!"
Yuu Tendo. Well, it was good to know that at least SOMEONE cared enough to-
Hackhackcough…
- stay home with poor little sick Kenta.
HACKHACKHACKCOUGH.
There goes the second lung...
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"Poor Kenchi, stuck in the house alooone, while everyone is gone! I mean, what did they leave you to eat?"
"Actually, Madoka made some chicken soup. It's pretty good if you want- "
"I'm going to pretend you didn't say that. Because I brought treats! Look at it all, in its beauty!"
Dumped on the bed before Kenta were treats indeed. Sodas, ice cream, various pastries…
"Um, Yuu? Won't this make me more-
Hackcoughcough.
-sick…?"
Yuu had already gulped down half a can of soda. "Ah~! Did you say something, Kenchi?"
"…nothing. I really appreciate you doing all of this, Yuu."
"No problem! Anything for a friend! Besides we need to get you better and un-sick so that you can battle with me. It's not as fun when there are less people to beat."
"Oh. Well, I certainly feel the love."
Coughcough.