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yey to the next chappie! XD
Lenalee stumbled sleepily from her room. It was 6 AM, time to make breakfast. She yawned as she entered the kitchen and stopped in her tracks.
Allen glanced over his shoulder, blinking in surprise at Lenalee's state. Her hair was messed up and she was wearing a night gown.
"Good morning!" he cried happily as he continued to stir the pot of oatmeal. Lenalee blinked quickly then blushed.
"Oh…g-good morning! I'm sorry…I didn't realize that…" she trailed off; "I'll go change!" she hurried off toward the bathroom as Allen smiled at her retreating form. She was so silly at moments. He didn't care what she was wearing as long as she was around.
"I'm all done…" she murmured as she reentered ten minutes later. She now wore a dark red sweater and tight blue jeans. Her hair was down and flowing around her shoulders.
"It's ready!" Allen announced happily, staring at the pot that should have been able to feed six people. Lenalee laughed and turned toward the bowls on the table.
"Lavi, breakfast!" she called and sat down as Allen began to serve the food. There was a long pause as Allen moved to fill little Lavi's bowl, "Lavi?" yelled Lenalee there was another pause and then the small child stumbled out.
"Mommy…I don't feel good." He muttered, walking forward, rubbing his eyes. Lenalee reached out and touched his forehead.
"You have a fever!" Lavi sniffled unhappily as she guided him back to the room, "get some rest, hunny, we'll bring you food later," the child nodded and slumped onto the bed.
"Is he deathly sick?" Allen asked as he sat down to eat his food.
"I don't think so. It seems to be just a cold, the way he is acting and all." Allen began to inhale his food as Lenalee began on hers more slowly.
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Five days later….
Lavi fell into another fit of coughs then grabbed a tissue, blowing his nose. He hated being sick. He sighed and lay back down as Lenalee entered with a tray containing a bowl of soup.
"Here you go, little Lavi," she said with a smile and set it down on the bedside table. Little Lavi sat up and looked at the soup.
"I'm not hungry,"
"Well, you're going to have to eat it anyway. You need to get better." Lavi sighed and took the soup bowl in his hands. He paused for a moment before eating it.
Lenalee watched him for a second trying to decide whether he was getting better or not.
"Love you," she murmured, kissing his forehead and leaving the room. Allen was waiting for her on the other side of the door.
"How is he?"
"Oh…not any better," Allen sighed and looked over his shoulder toward the open window, "I bet he'll get better soon. Kids always do,"
"Yeah…" Lenalee whispered. There was a long pause.
"Lenalee?" she looked at him. Allen stared at her for a moment before taking her hands in his, "Thank you for letting me stay here with you," Lenalee blushed and then smiled.
"It's nothing, Allen," she whispered but stared as Allen leaned forward and kissed her forehead gently.
"Love you," he murmured, repeating what Lenalee had said to her son. She blushed a bright red as Allen turned and left to go to the kitchen.
"Love you too…" she murmured as he went around the corner.
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Three days later…
"Mommy!" cried little Lavi as he began coughing again. The fits lasted for a long five minutes and it was all Lenalee could do to not burst into tears of panic. She held him as the fits subsided and she wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"We need to take him back to the doctor!" she cried as Allen came in with a wet rag for Lavi's forehead.
"Ok…" he said, "Maybe they'll find something this time," he whispered as he came to scoop up the sick child.
The ride to the doctor's was long. It took them a half hour and when they finally got there, there was a long wait for the other sick people.
"Lavi Lee…" the woman called and Lenalee stood up, helping her son to the woman. Allen followed, looking grim. Lavi began coughing as soon as they got into the small room.
"Shhhh…" murmured Lenalee as he began to sob. She felt herself shaking. What was the matter with her son? The doctor came in not ten minutes later and began looking the child over.
"Hmmm….there is nothing we can do, Ms. Lee," the man murmured, "It seems to be a virus that is attacking his lungs. The reason he is coughing up blood is from the irritation of the coughing itself. He'll be fine in a few weeks," Lenalee hung her head. It was the same response she got last week.
"Ok, thank you, doctor," she turned back to Allen.
"It's ok…" he murmured as he wrapped his arms around her. Lenalee shook with violent sobs.
"Allen…I don't know what I'd do if I lost him." Allen held her tightly, unsure of what to say, "He's been the only one there for me after Lavi's death,"
"Shhh….its ok!"
"Mommy?" Lenalee turned to her son sharply, "Why am I not getting better, mommy? Why can't the doctor fix me?" Lenalee attempted so smile.
"I….it's ok…you'll get better!"
Lenalee helped Lavi to the bed room. His fever had increased and he seemed to be very dazed. She tucked him in, kissed him goodnight, and went to join Allen in the kitchen.
"Is he ok?"
"I'm not sure," she murmured as she sat down across from him. Allen picked up the tea kettle and poured Lenalee some.
"Thank you," she whispered and took a sip.
"It will be ok, Lenalee," Allen reassured her as he took her hand. She blushed slightly at the contact.
"I'm not so certain, Allen," He stared at their hands as she spoke. He didn't know what to say, "He's never been sick for more than 4 days. Why is it so difficult this time?"
Lenalee's mind began to race to the most horrible things that could happen. Allen seemed to know what she was thinking and rose from the table. He walked around to her side and embraced her.
"Lenalee…it's not going to help anything for you to worry," she sighed unhappily at his words.
"I can't help it. He's my son," Allen nodded knowingly.
"The best thing for you to do is go to bed," she nodded slowly and allowed Allen to lead her to her bed room.
"Good night," he muttered and turned to leave.
"Allen…" he stopped and turned around, "I love you," he smiled and leaned forward to kiss her gently.
"Good night," he whispered as he released her.
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"Did it work, Rodo?" asked Tyki as he stared at her new akuma. Road too stared at her akuma.
"Did it work?" she asked. The akuma nodded slowly, its face twisted in obvious concentration.
