Ahh thank you for the reviews guys, glad im starting to get more! :D Means alot as im a newbie Christian/Syed writer, so im hoping im channelling their characters in the right way! Thanks for sticking with me! Have to admit this storys a bit depressing, but recommend to your mates, the more feedback, the more improvement!


"A nosebleed..its not the end of the world Christian.." Jane was sat opposite her brother in the cafe, and could tell he was worried

"You didn't see how he was being before Jane, he was being really edgy, he wouldn't stay still.." Christian was trying to get someone else to recognise that the behaviour displayed by Syed wasn't "ok"..something was wrong and he wanted to get to the bottom of it

"Maybe he was just tired Christian, it happens to the best of us..what did you want?" Jane asked, and Christian muttered some orders under his breath, Jane saw Tanya in the cafe and was immediately grateful for the distraction

"Tan! Hello!" Jane smiled happily, and Christian sighed heavily and watched the coffee whirl around the blender

"Hey...everything ok Christian?" Tanya asked, giving him a kiss on the cheek and perching on a seat, waiting for her order

"Hes worried about Syed because hes tired and had a nosebleed" Jane said..she hadn't meant to sound insensitive, she just didn't want Christian making a big fuss if it was over nothing,she didn't want Christian worrying either

"What kind of nosebleed..Lauren used to have nosebleeds when she was stressed.." Tanya started, and Christian sighed again and lowered his head..they just didn't get it

"Don't worry yourself ladies" Christian said, airily, kissing them both on the cheek and dashing out the cafe

"You forgot..the coffee" Jane had whipped around, but Christian was already gone


Christian ran out into the street and bumped into Syed

"Sy, your meant to be in bed!" Christian looked at him, taking him in

"Christian, im fine, like I was 2 days ago" Syed tipped Christians chin up as he looked down and stroked it softly

"Clarkey..don't worry over something as silly as a nosebleed..im fine" Syed smiled, wincing a little as his daily headache kicked in, but he tried with all of his strength not to show it

"Sorry..you know I worry" Christian sighed, ruffling Syeds hair lotifily

"And its one of the things I love about you" Syed sincerely replied, casually putting an arm around Christians waist "now let me take you back home and cook you breakfast, so your not so worked up, ey?" Syed grinned, pulling his hand, and Christian pretended to pout, but couldn't keep it up for long, and grinned and walked with him

"So, eggs or bacon" Syed grinned, as he stepped across the flat with a bounce in his step..today was all about showing Christian he was fine. He had seen Christian, not sleeping, worrying, staring at him as if he was going to break everytime he walked and now he needed to show him that everything was ok

"Eggs and bacon..and a bagel!" Christian laughed, and tapped Syeds nose, Syed chuckled softly

"Get out the kitchen and go sit down you, you distract me!" Syed laughed, pottering around the small kitchen unit in his messy style, clattering pans and pots everywhere, even though he was only making a breakfast, he knew that the more Christian heard of him being himself, the less he would worry.

Syed hummed to himself softly, trying to battle his aching head and trying to appear as if everything was ok. It was getting harder but he knew he would manage it if he settled into a routine. Whatever this was, it was a bug, and bugs passed. He knew it would pass, because Syed didn't get ill. He was physically strong. And now thanks to Christian, mentally strong. This headache was just a small blip on a long radar.

"Hows the breakfast coming along house husband?" Christian asked, with a grin and a small laugh

"Oh its going to be the best yet!" Syed replied, gazing at the back of Christians head, wondering whether he should inform him how worried he was, how his headaches were becoming more frequent, and staying for a longer period of time. But there was no point..it was a bug.

Syed carried on humming as if he was in his own world, closing his eyes at certain points to try and shake off the pinball machine that was errupting in his head. He suddenly felt a small wet patch on his shirt, and looked down to investigate, seeing a red blotch and looking up frantically. He quickly turned the kitchen machinery off, rushing into the bathroom before Christian could see a thing..he didn't know what was going on but it couldn't be a good thing.

He swung the bathroom cupboard door in front of his face, and struggled with the urge to break down as he saw again, what looked like a blood clot coming out of one nostril, some of it seemingly going down his t-shirt

"Sy, im really sorry, but I really need the toilet!" Christian had got up. He had heard Christian get up, but blocked it out. He had flushed the toilet about 2 minutes ago so there was no suspicion. He mentally prepared himself for when Christian entered, but he wasn't strong enough to muster up an excuse anymore, his head felt like it was going to burst, he had never felt such obscure pain in his life. He breathed in and put two hands on the wall, steadying himself, making sure he looked strong, but he couldn't do it anymore, his vision was blurring, his head felt like it was having the life squashed out of it, he needed someone, Christian..

Christian walked towards the bathroom

"Ok diva, you've had your time now, I might have to punish you" he laughed, with a suave wink to himself as he walked into the bathroom,and saw Syed pressing agaisnt the wall with white knuckles..immediately he panicked

"Sy, whats wrong..look at me" Christian pleaded with him, putting a weak hand onto his shoulder. Syed by now was feeling sick aswell, he didn't want Christian to witness this..but it was coming, he felt it slip sliding up this throat the way it always did..he was about to respond to Christian, but instead shakily shoved his head down the toliet, retching and vomiting for about 10 minutes, feeling Christian rubbing his back and saying things like "its ok Sy, im here, your not alone", rubbing his back in soothing circles, trying to paint a reassuring smile on his face to mask the fact that he was getting scared now.

Finally, Syed managed to show his face, which to Christian's shock, was covered in his own blood, Christians mouth took on a "O" shape as he struggled to comprehend what he was seeing. Sy said it was fine, he was fine,t hat there was no pain, but he must of foresaw something, he must know the truth. He was far from ok

"What happened?" Christian asked, looking tenderly at Syed, wanting nothing more then to mop him up, cuddle upto him in bed and protect him from anymore harm, but he needed to take action, seeing him like this..

"Nosebleed" Syed said thickly, shakily standing up and taking the arm that Christian had just offered out to him, too weak to defend himself any further, too weak to try and walk around on his own. He felt like his limbs had been gradually turned into jelly and separated from him, he felt severely useless, and very light headed, this wasn't normal, he had had all of this on separate occasions, but not all at once, he felt bombarded

"Christian whats wrong with me?" Syed asked, suddenly, in a small whisper. His defences had been taken away, now it was just a man, who had a awful headache, a face covered in blood and a habit of vomiting, he was shaking even though it was cold nor hot in temperature. But he was scared. He felt vunerable. Like everything had been stripped and now it was just him and Christian in the room. He could never lie to Christian

He didn't know why, but lieing to Christian had always been the one thing he could never do. He could never look Christian in the eyes in earlier years, when he was telling him that him and Amira were happy, and this was because he was too scared to look into those gorgeous green orbs that emitted so much beauty and trust, because he knew that Christian as a person also radiated honesty, he knew Christian would tell him how wrong he was, he knew how Syed was feeling all of the time, and he was never afraid to say. After this statement, his overwhelming love for Christian made Syed fling his hands out a bit, looking slightly crazy, but he found what he needed. He had slotted a small hand into Christians gentle one, something positive.

"Sy I don't know, but you need to see someone..let me get you in bed, maybe I can get someone round.." Christian was talking quickly and sensibly, pressing a hand to Syed's head "oh my god babe your burning" he commented, locking his arms around Syeds body, which was not showing many signs of wanting to move, as Christian carefully got him out the bathroom, walking backwards and making sure Syed was coming forwards with him, he just needed to get him into bed, then he would get a doctor or at least someone medically trained. Yusef if he had to

"Christian.." Syed started..he didn't know what this feeling was, this was new to him..everything felt blurry, closed off from him. He couldn't see anything in front of him, he felt stilted, trapped, everything in his head was black, he could only hear the sounds of his lovers quick breathes, thats what told him that he was still here, still alive. His head was about to reach a bursting point, it felt like something was trapped in there, something that was climaxing now, something that was bursting agaisn't his head with such vigor that he was going to have to give in..

"Yeah?" Christian asked, looked at his eyes, but seeing them close almost immediately, the spark of the magic brown eyes lost, they were gone

"I-" he started, but his weight suddenly dropped fully into Christians arms, and dragged on the floor, Christian knew what had just gone on..

"Sy, stay with me.." Christian slapped Syed's cheeks, unable to accept what he had just seen. His boyfriend, his life partner had literally just collapsed in his arms. And there wasn't anything he could do..