Food Poisoning

Ichigo had been living with Kisshu for about a month, since she quit Café Mew Mew. She and Kisshu had grown much closer, and now they alternated cooking nights.

One night Ichigo decided to make a new kind of soup with mushrooms. She was getting used to Taruto and Pai watching her cook. "That smells good," Taruto said.

"I hope it tastes good too; it's a new recipe," Ichigo said. "And it's ready. Where's Kish?"

"Here," Kisshu said, coming into the kitchen. "Dinner's ready?"

"Yup, come get it," Ichigo said. The boys came over, and got some soup as Ichigo sat down with hers. Pai went last as Kisshu and Taruto sat down, but he knocked over something, and since he didn't notice, the liquid dripped into the soup.

None of the others noticed either, and the boys went and got more. "I guess you like it," Ichigo said. She had only had one bowl, but Kisshu and Pai were on their seconds, and Taruto was eating a third bowl.

"It tastes really good," Kisshu said. "Thanks for cooking, Koneko-chan."

"Sure," Ichigo said.

"I'm stuffed," Pai said. "I think I'll go back to my lab."

"No dessert?" Ichigo asked. "I made chocolate fudge."

"That sounds good…." Taruto said.

"I'll stay," Pai said.

Ichigo smiled and went to get the fudge. They all had some, and then Pai went back to his lab while Taruto got to work on the dishes. Ichigo and Kisshu went back to their room.

Two hours later: "Koneko-chan?" Kisshu asked.

"What's up?" Ichigo asked.

"My stomach's not feeling too good," Kisshu said. "What was in the soup?"

"Uh… Mushrooms, some lemon juice, herbs, butter, heavy cream, shallots, and chicken stock," Ichigo said. "I checked to make sure nothing had gone bad; maybe you're getting sick?"

"Either that, or Pai put more 'salt' in," Kisshu said. "He went last; he might have put something in while we weren't looking."

"Maybe you're right," Ichigo said. "I didn't have seconds, though, so I guess if that is the case, at least we won't both be sick."

"Yeah…." Kisshu said. He wasn't looking too good, and Ichigo said, "Kish, I think you should go to the bathroom, you don't look too good."

Kisshu got up, and clutched his stomach; it hurt. He was also kind of dizzy, and Ichigo noticed. She came over and said, "Let me help you get to the bathroom, k?"

Kisshu nodded, and Ichigo helped him walk to the bathroom. As they walked through the door, Kisshu felt his stomach start churning. "Koneko-chan, I really don't feel good," he said. "I think I'm gonna throw up…."

"Can you get to the toilet?" Ichigo asked.

Kisshu swallowed hard and nodded. Ichigo helped him walk over, and he sat on the floor. Ichigo knelt next to him, and put a hand on his stomach. "That doesn't feel good," she commented.

Kisshu wanted to reply, but his stomach lurched, and he quickly bent over the toilet right before he threw up. He felt Ichigo gently rubbing his back as stuff came up. By the time he stopped, he felt awful.

Suddenly they heard banging on the bedroom door, and Ichigo said, "I'll get it, stay here." She got up and went to the door, then opened it to find Pai. "Are you sick too?" she asked him.

"I don't feel great," Pai said. "I looked at the soup, and I think I might have accidentally knocked something into it. I'm not sure what, and I came to tell you that I can't heal Kisshu right now; I just used up my power healing Taruto, because he ate four bowls of it. Can you take care of Kisshu?"

"Sure, take it easy and I'll take care of Kish," Ichigo said.

"Thanks," Pai said. He walked off, and Ichigo closed the door, then went back to Kisshu.

He was still sitting on the floor, and Ichigo asked, "How's your stomach?"

"Worse," Kisshu said gloomily. "Pai can't heal me?"

"He didn't look too good, I don't think he had enough energy to teleport, much less heal," Ichigo said. "He said he doesn't know what he put in the soup, but Taruto apparently ate four bowls, so he had to use up his energy healing him. I'll take care of you, k?"

"K…." Kisshu said. "I think I'm gonna be sick again…."

"Try not to get it on the floor," Ichigo said.

Kisshu felt his stomach lurch again, and threw up into the toilet again. Ichigo gently rubbed his back as he coughed everything up. When he stopped again, he said, "My stomach isn't settling down…."

"Do you want to bring a bucket to your room?" Ichigo asked. "Maybe lying down for a while will help."

"K, I'm pretty tired," Kisshu said. He got up, a little unsteady, as Ichigo got the bucket under the sink. Ichigo came over and helped him walk back to his bed. He climbed into bed and laid back. Ichigo tucked him in and said, "Try to get some rest, I'll be here."

"K…." Kisshu said. He settled down and went to sleep. Ichigo settled down next to him, and gently started stroking his hair.

Two hours later, Ichigo had stopped stroking Kisshu's hair, but he didn't even stir. Another hour passed before he stirred, and Ichigo noticed. "Kish, how are you feeling?" she asked softly.

"My stomach's never felt worse," Kisshu said gloomily. "It feels awful."

"Are you going to throw up again?" Ichigo asked. "Or does it just hurt?"

"It hurts, but I can't tell if I'm going to throw up," Kisshu said.

Ichigo put a hand on his stomach, and said, "Your stomach's churning."

"I'm not feeling so good….." Kisshu said a bit weakly.

Ichigo reached down and picked up the bucket, handing it to Kisshu. "You don't look too good; hold onto that just in case," she told him.

Kisshu took the bucket. His stomach felt worse now, and then it felt like it had exploded. "I think-" Kisshu started, but before he could finish, his stomach flipped, and everything inside it came up. He opened his mouth, and everything spilled into the bucket. Ichigo started rubbing his back again as he threw up.

By the time he was done, the bucket was getting full, and he still didn't feel too good. "Kish, I think you should go back to the bathroom," Ichigo said. "I'll help you, but we need to empty the bucket, and you probably don't want to throw up on the bed, right?"

"Not really," Kisshu said. Ichigo took the bucket from him, and helped him up, then helped him walk to the bathroom. They were about halfway there when Kisshu said telepathically, Koneko-chan, I'm not sure I can hold it much longer.

Ichigo looked at him, and saw that he had one hand clamped over his mouth. She knew she couldn't really tell him to hold it if he couldn't, and asked, "Should we stop?"

I don't think I can stay upright much longer anyways, Kisshu said.

"Okay," Ichigo said. She gently helped Kisshu sit on the floor, and said, "I'm going to go get another bucket; use this till I get back, k?"

Kisshu nodded, and Ichigo set the bucket down, then ran out. Almost as soon as she left, Kisshu started feeling sick again, and soon he was throwing up into the bucket. He noticed after a minute that it was full, and tried to hold the rest in until Ichigo got back. He clenched his teeth, but that didn't help, and his stomach felt like it was bubbling. Finally he had to give it up, and before he could get back to the bucket, he threw up on the floor. He heard footsteps, and felt bad about throwing up on the floor, but there wasn't much he could do about it. Unfortunately, the minute he stopped, his vision started going black, and he blacked out.

Sometime later: Kisshu woke up slowly. He realized his stomach felt better, and he opened his eyes, turning his head to see Ichigo sitting next to him. "Koneko-chan?" he asked.

"Kish, you're awake?" Ichigo asked. "How are you feeling?"

"My stomach feels better," Kisshu said. He tried to sit up, but Ichigo gently pushed him back down.

"Take it easy, Pai said you need to rest," Ichigo told him. "He healed the stomach problems you were having, but he said you should take it easy and rest for at least the rest of the day you woke up."

"How long was I out?" Kisshu asked.

"Three days," Ichigo said. "We've been pretty worried about you since you collapsed with a fever. I'm glad you're awake."

"Thanks," Kisshu said.

"I said I'd call Pai when you woke up; hang on," Ichigo said. She concentrated briefly, then said, "That's odd; he's not answering. I'll try Taruto." She concentrated again, and said, "No response."

They suddenly heard teleportation, and to their horror, Ryou appeared, holding some kind of machine. "I finally found a way in," he said smugly. "Ichigo, you're coming back with me."

"What gives you that idea?" Ichigo asked. "I'm not, and never have been, your slave, no matter what you may think. I made my choice, and there's not really much you can do about it. Tough luck, you evil loser."

"I can kill everyone you care about," Ryou said. "I already captured Pai and Taruto; it shouldn't be hard to kill them, and then your school friends can go down as well."

Teleportation sounded again, and Moe and Miwa appeared. "You seriously think you can take US down, Blondie?" Moe asked. "You've got one hell of an ego. We already freed Pai and Taruto, and Lettuce and Pudding are making sure they're okay. The only thing left is to kill you."

"You think you can kill me?" Ryou asked.

"We don't think- we know," Moe said calmly. She and Miwa took out swords, and Ryou took a gun out of his pocket. Miwa smirked and snapped her fingers. The gun disappeared and reappeared in her hand, and she smirked at Ryou.

"Give that back!" Ryou shouted.

"So you can shoot us? I think not," Miwa said. She threw the gun into the air and snapped her fingers. The gun disappeared, and Miwa said, "Moe, let's kill this bastard."

Ryou started to back up, looking panicked, but Moe teleported behind him as Miwa lunged forward with her sword, and stabbed Ryou through the heart. To Ichigo and Kisshu's surprise, his body went up in flames. A pile of ash fell to the floor; all that was left. "Nice," Ichigo said.

"Thanks," Miwa said, smirking. She snapped her fingers, and the pile of ash disappeared. "Moe and I will leave you two alone," she said.

"Thanks," Ichigo said. Miwa smiled and teleported out, followed by Moe. Ichigo looked down at Kisshu, and said, "Well, now Blondie's not a problem."

"I'm glad," Kisshu said. "Can I get up for a while?"

"I don't think you should, at least until Pai can look at you," Ichigo said. "You should just take it easy."

Kisshu sighed, but didn't argue. "Would a kiss make it better?" Ichigo asked.

Kisshu perked up, and Ichigo giggled and kissed him.

I decided this would be a two-shot, so Ryou could die. Please review!