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"Ugghhh.." Alois groaned into the doctor's chest.
"We're almost to Madam Red's office, little prince." Claude looked down at the boy in his arms. For the first time he realized how small Alois really was. He fit perfectly in the man's arms and Claude could tell he didn't weigh much. "Don't fall asleep, please," he said, noticing the boy's eyes closed.
Alois groaned in response to signal that he is awake. Claude continued to hurriedly walk down the hallway until he reached Madam Red's office on the right side of the hall.
The door was already open. Madam Red's office was fairly small. All that was in the room was a counter and cabinet setup that was connected to the wall, along with a desk and chair, an extra chair, and a hospital bed.
Madam Red, who was sitting at her desk next to the door, turned around when she noticed out of the corner of her eye Claude fly into her office and set Alois down on the hospital bed. Alois was clutching his eye as the man laid him down and took his place in the extra chair that was facing the bed.
"W-What happened here?!" Madam Red questioned with worry.
"There was a mild altercation in the group session today." Claude explained apathetically. "Just do what you can so I can take him back to his room. I'm sure he has a concussion." Claude kept his eyes locked on the boy's face.
Alois quickly turned his head in Claude's direction.
'A c-concussion?!' the boy inwardly worried. He'd never had one of those before.
Claude could see the worry on the boy's face and gave a slight nod toward Madam Red, silently telling him to listen to the doctor.
"'A mild altercation,'" she mimicked in the best Claude voice she could do. "Don't give me that, Claude. Look at the poor boy! Why didn't you do anything?!"
The man sighed and ran his hand through his raven locks. "Just do what you can, Red. I'm on a bit of a tight schedule, so if you don't mind..." Claude left the words hanging in the air.
The redhead turned back to Alois and looked down at the boy. "Now, love, I'm going to need you to remove your hand. I need to get a good look at your- oooo!" The boy removed his hand from his eye to show the doctor and from her reaction, he could guess it wasn't good.
"...Well, I'm going to get an ice pack for you hold over it while I do a few test, okay sweetie?" Alois nodded and the doctor turned to her cabinet to get an ice pack. She popped the contents in the bag and shook it up until it was cold and handed it to the boy.
After a couple of tests that involved reading off a chart, walking in a straight line, and others of the sort, the redhead woman confirmed that the boy did not have a concussion.
'Thank God...' Alois was relieved.
"I am however going to hook you up to an IV to make sure you have enough fluids in your system. You didn't eat breakfast, correct? Please make sure you eat something in the next hour. Give this to Bard in the cafeteria and he'll make something up for you since it's not eating hours right now. Other than that, you're fine to return to your room, love." Madam Red wrote up a quick note on her red paper with red ink. You could barely read the note.
"Okay... Thank you..." Alois took the note and turned to Claude. The doctor rose from the chair and said his thanks to the redhead and took his leave with the boy walking next to him.
They walked down the hall in silence as Claude rolled Alois' IV pole so the boy could hold the ice pack to his eye.
After a few moments of silence Claude looked down at the quiet boy beside him. "You need to eat something. If not now, then soon."
Alois didn't respond.
They made it to the boy's room. Alois grabbed hold of his IV pole and stormed into his room, slamming the door shut behind him.
Claude stood there frozen, staring daggers at the door.
'I treat him special, and this is how he acts?'
After a few moments, he finally spoke. "I'll be back in twenty minutes to make sure you have eaten." And with that, he turned on his heel and walked straight to his office shaking off anyone that tried to talk to him.
'It hurts...'
Alois groaned into his pillow. He was thankful he was in the, somewhat, comfort of his own room because he would have just died if anyone had seen the small drops of water fall from his eyes.
He couldn't take this anymore. It's only been a few days and he's already been forcibly knocked out twice and punched right in the face. Alois wanted to go home. He needed to go home. This place wasn't for him. What the hell did everyone else see that he didn't?
"Why am I here...?" he mused aloud, his voice quiet and broken. "I... I want to go home.. I want to go home..."
More tears began to fall from the boy's eyes as he grabbed his head as if that was going to help the sharp pains that poked at his brain. He reached one hand down to pull the bed covers over his head. He stayed underneath the covers in the darkness until sleep got a hold of him.
Three hard knocks on the door pulled Aois of his slumber. So much for trying to get some rest.
The pain rushed back to Alois' eye and head. He groaned, hoping that would make it go away, and pulled the covers over his head and made no attempt to answer whoever was disturbing him.
He heard a distingt sigh on the other side of his door followed by the russling of keys. He heard his door open and then close.
Claude looked at the little lump curled up underneath the covers with an apathetic look. He cleared his throat.
No response.
'Really..?' Claude sighed and walked over to the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and put one hand on the opposite side of the mattress and looked down at Alois.
He pulled the cover down enough to see the boy's messy blond locks and a little of his face. He looked so vulnerable.
"I'd appreciate it if you would answer the door next time I knock." Claude looked down at Alois with a smirk. The boy looked like a mess. He had a small hint of purple right underneath his eye. Nothing serious of course. He could easily hide it with his hair if he truly wanted to.
Alois turned over on his back and looked up at the man towering over him. "Didn't I tell you to stop getting so close?" The boy flung the covers that covered his body over the doctor. He got out of bed and realized he was still hooked up to the IV pole that stood beside his bed. He turned Claude, who was fixing his glasses since the blankets the boy threw messed their perfect position up.
"Can I take this out now?"
"Yes. Allow me."
"I can do it." Alois stubbornly said and began to yank at the white tape that held it in place. Claude rushed from the bed to the boy and shot his hands out and grabbed the boy's.
"I am a doctor you know. You're going to tear your little vein up if you're not careful."
The blond blushed and turned his head away as Claude worked on the IV needle that punctured his skin.
"Are you escorting me to the cafeteria? I can go on my own you know. Don't you have work to do?" Alois glared at the man, still cranky from the situation that took place earlier.
"Well, normally if you wanted to go on your own I would let you. But seeing as it is not eating hours quite yet, I have to escort you, yes." Claude said apathetically.
"...Fine." Alois, now free from the damn pole, slipped on his black shoes and waited for Claude by the door.
Claude looked the boy up and down and Alois' turned his head away. The doctor noticed a pink tint to the boy's cheeks. "You fell asleep in your clothes?"
Alois gasped. "Excuse you? What makes you think I sleep naked?!" The blond's cheeks were now flaming.
Claude couldn't contain his laughter. "I didn't mean it that way, forgive me. I was referring to the outfit that you were wearing earlier."
Alois' eyes widened and looked down, locking his eyes on his shoes. "..Oh.. Yeah, I guess I did."
Claude smirked at the young boy. 'So innocent.'
"Well, shall we?" Claude walked over to the door, and opened it for Alois.
The boy rolled his eyes and made his way out of the room with exaggerated annoyance.
Claude wore a devilish smirk on his face as he stared holes into the boy's back on the way to the cafeteria.
'Oh, Trancy. I don't know what it is about you, but you sure as hell amuse me...'
The blond continued walking in front of the doctor, putting a distance between them. The two walked like that all the way down the hall to the cafeteria.
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