Trailing Tears
Kisshu watched from a window as Ryou undressed Ichigo, dried her off, and covered her with a blanket. Stupid Shirogane. Shouldn't have covered her. Kisshu thought. He perched upon a branch and watched as Ryou wrapped Ichigo up and took her to his bed. Once she was there and properly covered with all the blankets, Kisshu smiled as Ryou went off to another room and fell asleep.
Kisshu teleported over to the window and wrestled it open. When it finally budged he thought, I should get a medal for this. And then a vision entered his head as he stepped inside. "We award you this medal for opening Shirogane's stupid window and stealing Ichigo from his house" Kisshu smiled at the thought and then slapped his head. "I am so stupid," He said to himself. "I could've just teleported in." He sighed. Well, what was done, was done and could not be re-done.
Ichigo sneezed and rolled over. Kisshu froze, thinking she might've awakened, but that was not the case. He sighed and floated up to her head. he looked down upon her and thought about taking her back to the ship, but remembered she had no clothes. She would need them for the wedding. He frowned at this slight detriment, but remembered that he would be the one supplying the clothes.
Well, he could always just pick Ichigo up in the blankets and steal them too. Kisshu smiled. That was it! He'd steal the blankets along with Ichigo. He leaned over and carefully wrapped his arms around the blanket smothered Ichigo.
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Ryou slept lightly. There was a soft banging sound. Ryou awoke from his slumber, but kept his eyes closed, listnening for other sounds. There was a slight mumbling coming from the room in which he had placed Ichigo. Ryou opened his eyes slightly and quietly slipped out of bed.
Ryou quietly crept up to the door and peeked in. A strangely dressed person stood over Ichigo. he had deep green hair and was . . . floating? Wait a minute. Ryou shook his head to clear his mind. The person leaning over Ichigo was the alien! Ryou's brow furrowed.
Calm thyself,he may just be checking in on her.
What do you mean "checking in on her"! This is Kisshu, the pervert!
Calm down, he might just be wanting to make sure Ichigo's safe.
Kisshu. Is. A. Pervert.
Kisshu has the sense not to take her away from here.
Kisshu. Is. Madly. In. Love. With. Ichigo.
So? She might catch a fatal sickness and die from it if he took her away.
Does he know that? NO!
Ryou continued to argue with himself.
That is until he saw the alien bend over and pick up Ichigo. . . . and the blankets. Ryou growled slightly, but put on a calm cover as he stood and entered the room silently.
Kisshu spun around guiltily, but quickly changed his expression so he was smirking at Ryou. "Put her back, Kisshu," Ryou commanded.
Kisshu turned his face toward Ichigo, but his golden eyes remained on Ryou. "Why should I?" Kisshu asked.
"Because she could die if you don't leave her here," Ryou explained locking eyes with Kisshu.
The alien looked down at Ichigo and brushed her bangs away from her face. He stroked her forehead, which seemed uncommonly warm. "How could she? As far as I know, she could just be catching a common cold," he replied.
Ryou shook his head. "No. She had a cold when she was running in the rain. It evovled into pneumonia once she fell asleep and now she has a fever on top of all that," Ryou placed one problem on top of another, going and going on about every sickness he could think of.
Kisshu raised his eyes brows and looked down lovingly at Ichigo. "How do I know you're not lying?" Kisshu asked. Ichigo sneezed and moaned. Her face took on a slightly reddish tint and she tried to roll over, but couldn't.
Ryou quirked an eyebrow. "Do you not see the sickness? She is deathly sick," Okay, so I'm exaggerating. But not that much. Okay. Maybe a little more than that. . .
However, it seemed to work. Kisshu set Ichigo back down. "All right, I'll leave her here, but on one condition," Kisshu said. "And what would that be?" Ryou inquired. "I get to stay here too," Kisshu ordered. "No, absolutely out of the question," Ryou stated. Kisshu reached his hand toward Ichigo. "I only need to be touching her to teleport her away with me," Kisshu threatened with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Fine, but only until Ichigo is well once more," Ryou bargained. "Fine," Kisshu agreed. "You'll leave here the minute she is well again. Understood?" Ryou asked. "Yea-yeah, whatever," Kisshu said rolling his eyes. "She gets well, I'm gone. Yadda yadda yadda, fine okay whatever," Kisshu replied. Ryou nodded and said, "Come on, I'll show you to your room." Kisshu stroked Ichigo's forehead once more, but none the less, followed Ryou out.
Ryou led him down the hall to the guest room where Kisshu immediately plopped down upon the bed. "So, what do I do now?" Kisshu asked. "Well, Ichigo's asleep and I'm going to go back to sleep. You could watch a movie downstairs, or you could go to sleep. You could explore the house or cook something if you're hungry. But please, don't go into any locked doors," Ryou informed Kisshu. The green-headed alien nodded. "Fine, whatever."
Ryou walked back down the hall. He paused at the door of Ichigo's room and looked in. He walked up to her bedside and put the blankets more securely around her. She coughed and opened her hazeleyes. "Ryou-san?" She asked. Ryou looked down at her and let the faintest of smiles grace his face. "Shh, Ichigo-chan. Go back to sleep," He commanded in a soothing tone of voice. Ichigo smiled and closed her eyes, quickly falling back asleep.
Ryou exited the room and walked down the hall to Keiichiero's room. Keiichiero would be back for a while, so he wouldn't know if Ryou spent a few nights there. He threw back the covers and pulled them up over his head as he fell into bed. His eyes were closed and he was asleep before his head hit the pillow.
