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ACHOO! *swish-crash-thud* "Ooowww!"
Sesshomaru got up and rubbed his head. His parents look back at him with wide eyes and shocked expressions on their faces. They had all been eating dinner when their 5 year old son had just sneezed loud enough to wake the dead and flown 3 feet from where he had been sitting, his chair toppled over on the floor. Fumiko turned to Inutaisho.
"Last I checked, demons do not get sick." she stated plainly.
Inutaisho rolled his eyes. "Full-grown demons don't get sick. Children, however, can." His statement was back up by another rather loud sneeze and a thump, which was followed by a whimper of pain from a young boy who happened to be holding his head and...shivering? That couldn't be good...
Inutaisho stood and walked across the room, picking his son up and bringing him to his mother.
"It it me, or does he have a fever?"
Fumiko gave him a weird look before placing her hand on her son's forehead. By now, he was really shivering, with sweat lining his brow. He was clutching the side of his head with one hand, and holding tightly to his father with the other. Fumiko's eyes flew into her hairline, but she didn't say anything.
Inutaisho took that as a 'Yes' and brought the child to his room. He had one of the servants start a fire in the hearth and another send for a healer, then he put Sesshomaru in his bed. The boy seemed to smother himself with the feather-down quilt. A few minutes later, a servant arrived with a healer in tow. HE check Sesshomaru, the turned to Inutaisho.
"It is a simple case of the flu. The young Lord will be right as rain in a day or two. Make sure to keep a cool cloth on his forehead for the fever, and make sure that he is kept warm." the doctor paused and thought for a moment. "And, you may want to keep a container near his end of the bed."
Inutaisho raised an eyebrow. "Why would-"
He was interrupted however by Sesshomaru jumping up and vomiting all over the floor.
"Oh." he stated simply.
The doctor chuckled. "In that case," he scribbled something on a piece of parchment. "Make sure he eats only whats on here, and have him drink lots of water."
Inutaisho nodded and thanked the doctor for his services. Once he was gone, Inutaisho ordered that the mess near Sesshomaru's bed be cleaned immediately and a bucket be placed next to him. He called for Sesshomaru's nanny, an old Caribou demon, to come and watch him. He handed her the doctor's not and gave her the doctor's instructions.
He returned later that day to his son's room to find the boy awake and attempting to eat a bowl of soup. From what Inutaisho could smell, he hadn't been sick in a while, and his fever was down slightly. He still had a bump on the side of his head though, which was now covered with a bag of ice.
He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.
"How do you feel?"
Sesshomaru tilted his head to the side. "Stomach hurts."
"I know, son. It won't in a day or so."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, Sesshomaru."
"Are you really sure?"
"Yes."
"Are you really *achoo-cough* really sure?"
Inutaisho rolled his eyes. "Yes, Sesshomaru. Now sleep." he commanded.
His son nodded and gave his bowl to his nanny. Then he curled up under his blanket and within seconds the faint sound of snoring could be heard. Inutaisho shook his head and exited the room. He met his mate in the hallway. She raised an eyebrow at him, silently asking the well-being of her son.
"He is fine." Inutaisho stated.
Fumiko nodded and walked passed him. Inutaisho glared at the back of her head. If that lady was anymore indifferent, he was going to rip that casual expression right off her face! She could be really annoying sometimes.
A/N: ok, now I thought that was adorable :) I hope you all enjoyed! Remember: I WON'T UPDATE UNTIL THERE HAS BEEN 5 REVIEWS!