Kayla: *Stands on top of huge pile of doujins* WHOOT I'M QUEEN OF DOUJIN MOUTIAN MWAHAHAHA! *Grabs a KHR doujin and a TRC doujin and slides down the 'mountain'*
Ran: ...Wow. How many exactly do you have there?
K-Chan: *on stomach with feet crossed above butt and splayed out on a futon at the foot of said doujin mountain flipping through "Jewel"*
Kayla: Well... last time I counted my TRD folder was almost seventy, the KHR folder probably a good fifty or so, then you have the Hetalia ones and a few other ones from scattered series... So I'd say a few hundred. "Reads over K-chan's shoulder."
Ran: ...I feel so left out here. *Glances at the four doujins she's downloaded* Damn...And there's no readable doujins for the yuri pairings I like...only smut...I hate smut... *goes into emo corner* I...need...yuri... *sobs*
K-Chan: *notices KHR Doujin in Kayla's hand* Ooooh! Wanna Trade? *looks over at Ran* aww... Ran looks so sad...
Kayla: SURE! *Switches doujins* Aww Ran-chan don't cry, I am sure DA might have some amateur mini doujins maybe?
Ran: *glares* Oh sure. Y'all can be all happy 'cause y'all can read smut. That's it! I'm going to go watch more Kannazuki. And I think I'll start Mai-HiME. And Utena. And Simoun. And maybe Yamibou. That way, I won't need any doujins! So ha! *Goes into yuri corner*
K-Chan: Heh heh... Ok Ran ^^ *shifts and starts rummaging through Doujin mountain and pulls out a selection of KHR Doujin* "Oh! Here's a Bel/Fran one! And an 8059 one! NALIS, COOL! Oh! Middle Range too~! 3 oh here's a D18 and a 1827 one, interesting~ *three other doujin fall out of pile* Ooooh~ PoT! KH! Oofuri! ~ 3 *in Yaoi doujin heaven, happily piles them on Futon and reads*
K-Chan: *snaps back to earth* Right... Disclaimer... We in no way own any of the awesome characters in this story~ they all belong to the brilliant Akira Amano. Nor do we own KHR... If we did... there would be A LOT more 8059 and D18~ Not to mention both would be declared canon. XD *returns to yaoi doujin heaven*
Terms and definitions: (from Shoujo Beat magazine)
shouga-yu: Shouga-yu is a hot ginger drink. To make your own energy-boosting and warming tea, pour boiling water over some grated ginger, and add honey and lemon, to taste.
daikon-ame: Daikon ame is a concoction used to soothe a sore throat. Cut a short length of daikon into 1/2-inch cubes, place in a glass jar with enough honey or water to cover, and leave for a few hours. Take a spoonful of the daikon-infused honey or water three times a day and store in the refrigerator for up to a month.
Negi: Negi (green onion) are believed to improve blood circulation and aid digestion. An unorthodox cure for fever and sore throat involves tying the white innards of the negi around your neck before going to sleep!
Tuesday, in which sickness hits like a sudden storm
Tuesday were rather suckish as well.
Gokudera woke to the incredibly annoying buzzing that was his alarm. He felt like complete and utter crap. His nose was stuffed up and his sight was blurred for a few moments as he sat up and turned the damn thing off.
God, he felt awful, he felt a sense of vertigo and was dizzy as he attempted to stand up. He found that effort useless as he nearly fell over.
"Aww fuck school" he said before he collapsed back on his bed and fell back asleep.
When Yamamoto arrived at school he had been disappointed to find that Gokudera had not come that day. The baseball fanatic ended up spending the whole day worrying about Gokudera instead of focusing on his studies like he should have been. His worrying reached the point where when school had finally ended for the day, Yamamoto said a quick goodbye to Tsuna and rushed off to Gokudera's house to see if he was okay.
It was a good thing he actually remembered where the bomber lived and in no time he was knocking on Gokudera's door.
Gokudera was woken a second time, this time by an annoying knock on his door. He scowled and pulled himself out of bed, wearing only a pair of pants, he headed to answer his door. Getting to the door he kept his scowl in place and opened it to find the baseball idiot.
"Gokudera, you didn't show up at school and I was worried-" Yamamoto stopped as he slowly took in his friends appearance. Gokudera's skin was paler than usual and his hair looked flat and messy. There were bags under his eyes and the bomber looked like he had just rolled out of bed.
Despite being concerned for his health, Yamamoto noted that Gokudera was rather fit under all the layers he usual wore. Mentally shaking himself out of the mental detour, Yamamoto placed his hand on Gokudera's forehead.
Gokudera was about to say something when Yamamoto put his hand on his forehead.
"Oi! What the hell are you doing idiot?" he exclaimed jumping back a bit and scowling. Yamamoto blinked and withdrew his hand slowly.
"I was checking your temperature," he replied. "You didn't show up at school...and now I see why." Yamamoto crossed his arms.
"Why didn't you tell us that you were sick?"
"Tch. I'm no-" Gokudera started, beginning to deny he was sick before he suddenly broke into a fit of coughing. One the coughing fit over his usual scowl was put back in place.
"I didn't know I needed to report to you whenever I'm sick" he said looking away and coughing again, though he was now concerned over the fact that he had forgotten to inform the Tenth that he was sick.
"Anyway" he said looking back at Yamamoto. "I can't help you today," he continued and went to close the door on Yamamoto only wanting to go back to bed and sleep away the damned sickness.
Yamamoto sighed and stopped the door before Gokudera could completely close it.
"Gokudera, I'm not here for you to tutor me. I came here to make sure you're okay. Which you're obviously not." Yamamoto pushed the door open, stepping in.
"Hey!" Gokudera exclaimed rounding on Yamamoto before he suddenly got dizzy and nearly fell over
"Damn It!" he cursed regaining his balance for the moment. He then leveled a glare at Yamamoto.
"I didn't invite you in idiot! Damned baseball idiot!" He said muttering the last bit as he just continued on his way back to his bed feeling too much like crap to care about anything at that moment.
Yamamoto looked at Gokudera with a clearly worried expression as he followed the boy to his bed.
"Come on Gokudera...do you need help with anything? I could make you some soup or do your homework or something..."
Gokudera scowled a little at the fact that Yamamoto followed him into his room but decided to yell at the baseball idiot later once he was feeling better rather than at that moment.
"Tch. If you're having trouble with your own classes what makes you think I'd let you do my homework?" Gokudera said before coughing again and gaining a major headache.
"Damn it!" he repeated clutching his head for a few moments before he scowled "Just do whatever the hell you want!" he growled before he collapsed on his bed again.
Yamamoto's expression softened. He could that Gokudera was feeling really, well, crappy, and probably didn't mean to be so rude. (Okay, maybe he did mean to be rude, but Yamamoto didn't mind. He was used to Gokudera's cranky personality by now).
"Okay, how about I get you some painkillers and maybe some cough medicine?" Yamamoto asked, sitting on the edge of Gokudera's bed, smiling tenderly.
Gokudera groaned into his pillow before he answered, "Whatever, yes, I don't care anymore" he replied though his pillow muffled it. He felt like complete and total crap and was tired as hell, so tired he didn't care about just who he was allowing to take care of him.
Yamamoto sighed and went to Gokudera's kitchen to rummage through the medicine cabinet. He found some painkillers and after digging way back, he found a bottle of cough syrup. He returned to Gokudera and handed him some pills and a dosage of the cough syrup.
Gokudera took the painkillers and downed them quickly before he downed the cough medicine as well. Once he was done he looked away muttering a "Thank you" before he relaxed back on his bed waiting a few moments till the painkillers kicked in.
"Damn it" he muttered before covering his eyes by laying one of his arms across them. Gokudera really did not enjoy being sick.
Yamamoto sat back on Gokudera's bed. "How are you feeling?"
"I feel like crap, obviously." Gokudera said in reply though it was in more of a tired tone then his usual irritated and condescending tone.
Yamamoto tapped his chin thoughtfully, thinking of ways to help Gokudera feel better.
"Well, what are your symptoms?"
Gokudera scowled under his arm. "Coughing obviously, head ache, runny/stuffy nose, sore throat, and a slight fever I think, et cetera." he said listing off the symptoms he had been having since that morning.
Yamamoto's worried expression turned into determination. He pumped his fists and jumped from the bed.
"I remember some old recipes for the cold, Gokudera! I'll try my best to cook them up!" And with that, Yamamoto was off into the kitchen. The sound of cabinets opening and closing and pots and pans banging could be heard. Needless to say, Yamamoto had been spending way too much time with Ryouhei.
Gokudera groaned slightly at all the noise Yamamoto started making; didn't he say that he had a head-ache?
He muttered something about "Stupid, loud, and noisy baseball idiots" before he rolled over and tried to block out the loud noises and clattering coming from his kitchen by placing a pillow over his head.
Yamamoto soon returned with a cup of a steaming drink in his hands.
"Okay, here's some shouga-yu," he said, handing the cup to Gokudera. "There's some left on the stove, just heat it up when you're feeling well enough to get up. I also made some daikon-ame, but that needs to set for a few hours. When it's ready, take a spoonful with water or honey times a day. If you keep it in the fridge, it should be good for a month..." Yamamoto trailed off, noticing the exhausted look in Gokudera's eyes.
"Um...should I leave for now? Let you get some rest?"
Gokudera took a sip of the drink before he made a face and set it down on a table near his bed.
"I'm fine right now and you probably have to get back home right? Just go." He said lying back down on his bed and rolling over so his back was to Yamamoto.
Yamamoto blinked and laughed sheepishly. "Alright...I'll see you tomorrow, if you're feeling better." He smiled and waved, turning to leave.
Gokudera had an odd feeling as Yamamoto was leaving but before he could figure the feeling out he suddenly broke into a fit of heavy coughing that sounded terrible and somewhat painful.
Yamamoto halted, and looked back at Gokudera. The normally energetic bomber looked so weak and sick lying there with his silver hair clinging to his neck and his skin so pale. Yamamoto couldn't quite make himself look away. He...he wanted to stay with Gokudera, if only to watch over him. He turned around, crouching down, and moved some of the clumps of hair out of Gokudera's face.
Gokudera groaned slightly once his coughing fit was over.
"Fucking cold!" he swore his voice hoarse from all the heavy coughing. He didn't move away as Yamamoto crouched down and moved some of his hair away from his face. A few moments later his eyes started to close before he fell asleep.
Yamamoto stared at Gokudera for a little while, taking in his peaceful face. It was kind of strange seeing him so calm, but it was nice all the same.
At that moment, Yamamoto felt an overwhelming urge to kiss Gokudera's forehead, and without taking the time to think about it, he swept down and pressed his lips to the other boy's temple. When he realized what he had down, Yamamoto jumped up and distanced himself from the bed, blushing faintly.
He sat there for a moment, not actually thinking about anything in particular. Then he sighed before walking into the kitchen. He searched around for the negi he saw earlier, finding it on a shelf in Gokudera's fridge. He then cut out the white parts of the plant, grabbed a string from a drawer by the sink and went back to where Gokudera was sleeping.
"You'll probably be mad at me later for this, Gokudera, but if it helps you feel better..." Yamamoto whispered, carefully tying the negi loosely around Gokudera's neck. When he was finished, Yamamoto smiled tenderly and left the apartment quietly.
Gokudera woke up a few hours later and looked around blearily for a few moments before he became aware of a slight weight around his neck. He looked down and saw what Yamamoto had placed around his neck.
"What the hell is this?" He exclaimed before he became aware that he was feeling a little better than he had earlier.
Okay! The second chapter is completed and there are five more to go! Whoo hoo! Comments and criticism are welcomed and cherished! (^w^)b