Adiemus - watch?v=UX_4aHwYzM
You walk along side your mentor. Always thought of him as your father, really. But you didn't think he really understood how much you loved to be around him. If you could, you'd want to grow up just like him. Taking a large sigh you gently ask,
"Sir Meta Knight, can we please take a snack break?" You weren't that hungry, but you could eat. The real reason was mostly the fact that the wound on your side had opened again and was very sore. You didn't like admitting weakness though because that's not what Meta Knight would do. You didn't want to seem like a little baby in his eyes. His pace slowed, but he kept on.
"Let us find the appropriate resting spot. We might as well redress your wound while we are at it." Well apparently he can read minds… I guess I'll make a notation of that for future reference! You smile and inhale slowly, appreciating his wise understanding.
"Thank you, Sir Meta Knight." Not five minutes later, he slows his pace down next to you and begins to survey the small clearing. He walks over to a log and sets the pack of supplies he was carrying next to it. You follow him and do the same. You place your hand on the wound at your side, slowly adding pressure with your hand as to stop some of the bleeding before its redressed. You have to turn away; otherwise, he would have seen your pained expression and bared teeth. Gosh, this hurts! You exasperatedly sigh, but quietly since you feel as though you've already complained enough as it is. You look back around to see Meta Knight had already gotten the supplies necessary for redressing. He sits the things on the log and holds out his hand.
"Here;" it was a red apple. You precariously take the apple from his hand and gaze mystically at it. He always seems to surprise with random acts of kindness. Of course this wasn't random, because you asked him for a snack break. Nonetheless you felt very gratuitous; that really raised your spirits.
"Thank you, Sir Meta Knight," You said softly, but fervorous. You set down the apple momentarily so that you could remove the dressing covering the wound, but before you take it all the way off, you close your eyes; seeing blood made you queasy.
You thought it odd that a born warrior could be so sensitive to an obvious repercussion of wars. Nonetheless, it was the way that seeing things like that made you feel; you didn't care if it wasn't brave, those things were just not good and you liked to stay away from them. You peeked open an eye just a little bit so that you could grab the apple and start eating a little bit of it. As you were doing so, Meta Knight had taken the used dressing and gauze and set it aside to be disposed of later. You didn't really want to look but you opened your eyes anyways, as to ask him a question. "Hey Sir Meta Knight, whadd'ya think about chestnuts?" He looked up at you for a moment for continuing his focus back on redressing your wound.
"I do not have a preference." You still held the apple in your hand but it was rude to eat while in the middle of a conversation, so you began to roll it around in the palm of your hand a little.
"Oh come on, don't tell me you've never had chestnuts!"
"I don't believe I have." He began to finish up with the redressing and took the wrapping gauze off the log you were sitting on. You had stopped talking because what else was there to say. He wasn't a very easy guy to talk to anyhow, but you never gave up on a little conversation here and there. He then finished wrapping the gauze all the way and looked at you. "Does it feel alright?" You nodded enthusiastically and emitted a loud,
"Mmm-hmm!" You looked down at the apple, still not really that hungry. Why was it so unappetizing?
He sat down on the log beside you and simply stayed there. "I think you should try chestnuts. Or you could try walnuts." You sort of turned toward him and asked, "Have you ever had walnuts? Walnuts are cool!" You smiled, but like always, you realized how annoying you were being and let the topic fall before you raised it up a bunch. He turned toward you a little bit and said softly,
"I have had walnuts. They are rather cool." You didn't think you could have grinned any wider than that! You turned your entire body toward him and he looked toward you.
"We should find some!" Clenching your fists out of excitement you persistently waited for a reply.
"That would be beneficial to the both of us." A little humor was heard in his voice, which was way past rare! "Although you must eat first; you need energy if we are to travel for the rest of the night."
"I understand." You yawned for a few seconds and then looked at the apple. Polishing it a little with the side of your hand, you then took a bite out of it. Once that bite entered your mouth, you felt like you were about to gag. You wanted to eat it but at the same time you felt like you were going to throw up. Letting it sit in your mouth a little you tried to calm yourself down a little before attempting to chew it up.
Too late. You jumped off the log and ran over to behind a tree where Meta Knight couldn't see you. You spit the apple out and not shortly after threw all of your previous meals up. Spitting repeatedly didn't do any good to get the wretched taste out of your mouth. You shuddered, feeling queasy. Dizzy-ness had taken over your vision, and if you had anything else in your stomach, you were pretty sure you would have thrown that up too. It was then you realized how exhausted you were.
Breathing heavily, you managed to get the vertigo you were experiencing to a minimum. If you could just get back over to the log and sit down. Letting go of the tree you began to walk back, but all of the symptoms you were attempting to get under control before, came back all at once. You fell on the ground and decided it was best to lay there for a few moments.
Rolling over on your back you saw Meta Knight approach with something in his hand. He kneeled down next to you and then put something cold and wet on your forehead. You opened your eyes to look into his.
"What are the symptoms?" You attempted to prop yourself up on both elbows to reply, but he placed a gloved hand on your chest and made you lay back down. "Tell me every symptom you have had, and since you have had it. It will help me pinpoint the illness you may have faster." You blinked groggily and thought about it for a few moments before replying.
"I think… I had yesterday, um like… We were walking yesterday-an I felt like I didn't wanna eat anything." The reply was awfully sluggish and it was inappropriate to use such terrible manners in front of a knight of his authority, but right now you really could care less. He continued to listen though, unperturbed by the fact you were using such grody dialect. You looked at him with half-open eyes, "All my symptoms are fatigue, lack of appetite, dizziness and vertigo, the throw up thing, I feel hot a lot and I think that's just cause we're outside, not inside, but I dunno." He looked inquisitive, and then knelt down next to you.
"Are you able to stand?" You thought about it for a moment and then tried to prop yourself up on your elbows again, this time he didn't prevent it. Inhaling sharply so as to deter any of the previous symptoms from returning, you began to try and stand. Eyes closed and focusing on nothing, thinking about sickness usually made it come faster to you.
"I feel bad." You whined, not wanting to complain but there was no lying about how you felt.
"There are a few medical supplies in the bags. Accompany me to them so that we can find something to prevent any other issues from arising."
"Okaaay." You nearly whispered, grabbing the wet washcloth from your head you began to follow him. Bad idea; right when you took your third step your stomach lurked toward the heavens. Heaving, you didn't want to fall over again, so you bent over and gagged at nothing.
Awful pained noises escaped your throat and the wound was hurting more. Not to mention all of this was really stressing you out. You made a face as to start crying, you felt so bad, but an arm placed under your shoulder reassured you. Meta Knight helped you walk over to the log where the bags and the single-bitten apple laid.
Taking a deep breath, you sat on the log and closed your eyes as you focused on the sound of bags being unzipped and supplies being shuffled through. You began to have a twinge of guilt over the ruined apple. You peeked open an eye to cast a glance at it laying there amongst some twigs and leaves. It was a perfectly good apple and it went completely to waste. Why were you always the one to make such a stupid mistake?
Meta Knight walked over to you, and with the one eye still open, you saw he had something in his hand. You then opened both eyes tiredly and saw that it was a tube of mostly blue liquid; some of it had thinned out and settled on the bottom as an orange color. He took the cork off and gestured for you to take it from him.
"This will ease most of your symptoms until I can properly place what you have." You took it and placed it on your lips. Letting a little trickle into your mouth, you were expecting it to taste like the terrible medicine you had back at Dr. Yabui's. Instead it tasted like… watermelons. You could really go for a watermelon right now; well, more like you could really go for one if you weren't sick. Maybe Meta Knight thought ahead and packed only watermelon-flavored items in the supplies so as to accommodate you.
You lick your lips and hand the empty tube back to Meta Knight. He placed the tube in one of the pockets and then took a seat beside you on the log. You still felt terrible about the apple, and you wouldn't stop thinking about it until you apologized.
"Sir Meta Knight?" You saw him turn his head a little bit towards you as a silent response. "I'm real sorry about the apple. Please forgive me for wasting it." You looked at the ground in shame of what you had done.
"It is nothing," Came the only response. He waited a few moments before continuing the thought. "The medicine should have helped with the nausea by now. Would you like to try something else to eat?"
"No thank you, I'm not hungry." You weren't even hungry before, and you still felt bad about that apple. Yes it was possible to get more food, but if this was an extreme case, then food would be the most valuable asset right next to shelter. Blinking tiredly, you ask him, "Do we have to go on anymore today?" You looked toward him for an answer with a very exhausted expression. He looked up at what little sky that shown through the treetops. He gave a calculating look and then replied with,
"We may set up camp here. We can continue what is left of the journey tomorrow." With that being said, you stepped off the log and walked over to the pack that you were carrying before. You took out a blue, starry blanket and a small pillow and walked over to a newly lit campfire. Placing the pillow against the log you wrapped yourself up in the blanket and fell into a cataclysmic sleep.
In Caelum Fero (I Bring to the Sky) - watch?v=_dc-tRfKjuQ