TO KISS OR NOT TO KISS
THAT IS THE QUESTION
Disclaimer: don't own, never will. Cry every night.
Juubei did not enjoy being sick, in fact he hated it. It was a horrible feeling of helplessness, you felt useless and slow and he hated it. The young man was lying in bed; two duvets wrapped around him, a mug of steaming tea beside him and a box of tissues.
"Juubei, how are you feeling?" Sakura poked her head around the open door to check on her younger brother.
"Fine." He mumbled, sulking. Sakura smiled. She knew how much Juubei hated being sick.
"Do you think you're well enough for visitors?" Juubei looked away, burrowing further under the blankets, he didn't want anyone to see him in this pathetic state. "He's just in there Kazuki." Sakura had said to the man behind her, disappearing from the doorway. Juubei froze, not Kazuki – anyone but Kazuki!
"Hi. I heard you weren't well. So Sakura's got you under bed rest is it?" Kazuki moved into the room, smiling at his friend, a small teasing look in his eyes. Juubei grunted, not saying a word. He felt a cool hand rest on his burning forehead.
"Your temperature's high." Kazuki commented, sitting down on the side of the bed. Juubei grunted again.
"Toshiki thought you were pretending because you didn't want to help re-build Makubex's workroom." Kazuki commented lightly.
"Well Makubex can – " Juubei started off angrily but broke into a coughing fit. Kazuki chuckled, handing the older man a glass of water from beside the tea.
"I know you would never fake being sick." Kazuki said soothingly. Juubei felt the slender, cool body slide up beside his own, until Kazuki was sitting beside him, bells chiming softly.
"Don't get too close." Juubei croaked, he was not going to let Kazuki get sick. Kazuki's only response was a silvery chuckle.
"I won't get sick." He whispered. He put a slender arm around Juubei's shoulders, drawing his friend closer, to rest Juubei's head against his head and chest. "Let me take care of you."
"I'm supposed to take care of you." Juubei mumbled, not, however, moving away from the other man.
"I'm not ill." Kazuki pulled Juubei's face up and leant down to kiss him but Juubei pulled away.
"You don't want to kiss me, you'll get sick." He warned.
"I'll take that risk." Suddenly Kazuki's mouth was on his own, lips soft and inviting. Juubei opened his mouth willingly and Kazuki took the opportunity to slide his tongue over Juubei's lips and into his mouth. His hands tangled themselves gently in Juubei's damp hair, soft and careful. They finally pulled away slowly, still keeping contact between them. "There, now that wasn't so bad was it?"
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Makubex set down his brush with a sigh. He really needed this wall repainted, but no one wanted to help him. They said they had helped him enough in rebuilding the room.
"Emishi, do you know where Juubei and Kazuki are?" he asked, turning to the joker who was trying to entertain Ren and Toshiki.
"Nuh uh, sorry boss."
"Oh Kazuki's sick so Juubei's looking after him." Sakura piped up, setting down her brush also.
"But, I thought Juubei was sick."
"He was. Kazuki just…..answered a question in the wrong way I suppose." She smiled.
"Oh? What was the question?"
yeah I know that was crappy. Sue me. I stole this idea off Mintyflake and How I Met Your Mother. The other oneshots will be better. I hope.
