"Ah, how irritating." Shigure thought and he walked towards the kitchen for a bit of medicine. The vomiting had stopped for the time being and his fever was going down. But his stomach would still painfully cramp up on him every now and then.

As he walked down the hallway, he paused at Yuki's room and peered inside. Yuki's was awake and staring at the ceiling, seeming bored. Shigure frowned, seeing how his complexion. He moved to leave but suddenly heard him let out a hacking cough. He peered in again to see Yuki sitting up, his fist to his mouth as he coughed. Shigure waited for it to end but it didn't. His other hand flew to his chest as his frail body shook with the force of the coughs.

Shigure quickly entered the room when he heard Yuki start to wheeze. He knelt down next to him. "Yuki." He said softly. Yuki looked up at him, fear in his big silver eyes that were shining with the fever, as he stared into Shigure's calm brown ones. "Yuki calm down. We've done this before with Hatori remember?" He said as calmly as he could. When Yuki had fevers, he had attacks similar to asthma attacks. While they weren't as severe as actually asthma attacks, they were still very serious and scary.

"In through your nose and out through your mouth." He instructed. "Slowly, deep breathes." He encouraged. He rested a hand in Yuki's back as he wheezed. Yuki reached his hand out and grabbed a fistful of Shigure's kimono. Shigure gently wrapped his arms around Yuki and held him close, as though he were a child. Yuki continued to cough and wheeze. Shigure's face was filled with concern. He didn't seem to be getting much better. "Wait right here." He told him.

When he stood to leave, Yuki grabbed his kimono. "D-don't." Yuki managed.

"I'll be quick," Shigure promised. He went into the hallway into the hall closet. He grabbed the small humidifier and hurried back, after putting some water in it. As he plugged it in, he winced as the ache in his stomach began to throb. He wasn't nauseous, but it was uncomfortable. The humidifier let off some steam and Shigure returned to Yuki. He helped him sit up, and Yuki gripped to the older man again. Shigure breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him let out a few shaky, deep breaths.

"Yuki, I'll call Hatori okay? He might be able to come soon to make sure everything is okay. I don't like how long that attack lasted." Yuki only nodded as Shigure helped him lie back down. He felt Yuki's forehead and frowned when he felt the heat against his hand. It was very high, and it only seemed to be climbing. This wasn't good. He could see the bowl of food nearby that Tohru had made for his breakfast was barely touched. Was he not eating now? The weather wasn't him any either. It was still dismal outside. The fresh air would have helped them all greatly.

"My..." He wheezed out. "My head hurts." Shigure nodded.

"Tohru went to get some medicine and food so she'll be able to give you something then." He assured him. "I'll go wet another cloth." Shigure was quick to do so and then laid it on Yuki's head. "Okay now Yuki, you need to get some sleep alright?" When Shigure moved to stand, Yuki lightly touched his hand. When Shigure looked at him, Yuki seemed to be blushing a bit.

"Will you stay with me?" He asked. This was quite uncharacteristic of Yuki, but everybody had a weak side. Yuki's was just more prominent when he wasn't feeling well. Shigure smiled at him.

"Of course I will." He promised. He sat back down and began to stroke Yuki's hair.

"I'm sorry for making Tohu worry," Yuki mumbled sleepily. Shigure didn't answer, instead choosing to him a tune that Yuki was always fond of, not very confident in his singing voice, so he only hummed it. Yuki found himself growing sleepier and sleepier until he was unable to keep his eyes open any longer. When he was asleep, Shigure pulled the blankets up a little more and patted his shoulder before standing and leaving the room.

After the attack, Yuki fell asleep and slept for a good few hours, as the other boys were cared for by Tohru when she returned. Shigure had decided not to tell Tohru about Yuki's attack for fear of making her worry.

But a few hours later and Yuki slowly opened his eyes, his chest hurting, and his throat dry. He, however, didn't want to bother Tohru. With a sigh, he slowly pushed himself off of his futon and shakily to his feet. He slowly pushed open his door and stepped into the hall. It was very quiet. He soon realized that Shigure was asleep, Tohru had gone out to buy some things, and Kyo was presumedly asleep as well. He wobbly walked to the kitchen. He was able to slowly but surely get his water.

But on his way back, he heard a soft sound. It was silent for a moment, and then the sound came again. Yuki entered the living room and peered in. Kyo was lying with his lower body underneath the kotatsu. His face was Slightly scrunched up, and he was shifting around. Yuki watched him, and such enough he made the sound again. It was a whimper. Ah, Kyo was having a fever dream. And a bad one it looked like.

Yuki approached the sleeping boy and knelt down next to him. He touched Kyo's shoulder and Kyo twitched. "Your alright., Yuki whispered to him. He kept his hand there as Kyo continued Whine in his sleep. "What could he be dreaming about?" Kyo wondered. Kyo's face scrunched up and he was still for a moment. Then he let out one last cry before shooting upwards. His face was pale and eyes seemed to glisten with tears. He turned to see Yuki staring at him.

"W-what do you want r-rat boy?" He said with not as much force as he usually he'd when he yelled.

"You were having a nightmare." Yuki addressed. "Are you okay, what was it about?"

"None of your damn business." He barked at him. Yuki raised an eyebrow as Kyo moved to stand up, but stumbled. Yuki quickly grabbed Kyo's shoulders before he could fall. Did his fever get worse, or was he still unsteady the shock of the nightmare.

"Look, I know you don't like me, and to be fair I can't stand you. But if you just talk about, it'll be a lot better then holding yourself back."

Kyo hesitated before he sighed. "Fine. But don't go interrupting me or whatever got it?" Yuki nodded. Kyo plopped on the couch and sighed. "So the dream starts in the house. I'm freezing angry, but I can't tell why. I just am. Then everything is a big blur. And then when I finally realize what's going on..." He stared at his hands and could remember everything. Yuki was sprawled on the floor, Shigure leaning on the wall and Thoru..dear Tohru. She was lying at his feet, badly hurt and barely conscious. She was looking up at him with those big brown eyes as if to say, why?

Kyo trembled as he recalled it all. As Tohru's eyes eventually closed and she lies there, dead. He felt Yuki's hand travel to his cheek and wipe away his tears. Tears?! Was he crying? "That's enough," Kyo said as he wiped his eyes. "Leave me alone." Yuki stayed where he sat, however.

"I think you're afraid," Yuki said. Kyo glared at him. "Afraid of how angry you can get, and of your temper. I've had dreams like that too, where my outside worries come into play. It's normal." Kyo didn't say a thing. "Are you okay?"

Kyo nodded, trying to get himself together before he spoke. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me. You should get back to your room. You still sick you know." Kyo instructed. Yuki smiled at him.

"Ah. So you do care about me?"

"You shut up!"

That night, Tohru insisted that Kyo sleep in his room and not under the kotatsu, in fear of him getting worse from sleeping on the floor. He walked down the hallway, past the two bedrooms to his own room.

"Ow.." Kyo paused when he heard that. What was that? He listened and sure enough, he heard it again. "Ow, ow..." He approached the door it was coming from and looked in. Shigure was lying on his futon, blanket pushed off. He was curled up on his side, his arms around his abdomen. Oh, his stomach was hurting him. Kyo silently entered the room and shut the door behind him. Kyo was not one for words of comfort, so he decided to just help him quickly and then leave. Tohru was already asleep, so he might as well...

"Shigure." He whispered. Shigure let out a gasp and turned into his back to look at him.

"Kyo! You startled me." He scolded, now sitting up. "You should be getting to bed right now." Kyo didn't answer and instead took note of the full bowl of ride that was lying, pushed away from the futon.

"Shigure you need to eat that." He said. Shigure grimaced.

"I'm not hungry."

"Don't give me that bullshit. Your making Tohru worry." He grabbed the bowl and shoved it in Shigure's face, along with the chopsticks.

"Picking on a poor sick man. That isn't nice." Shigure whined fake tears on his face. But nevertheless, he accepted what was being given to him. Kyo was quick to lose his patience with him however when Shigure continued staring at it and not eating.

"Damn it, do I have to spoon feed you?" Kyo demanded. Shigure quickly grabbed the chopsticks and ate a bit of it, and Kyo sighed heavily, obviously not satisfied with the small portion he ingested. "Shigure.." He warned. His headache was beginning to return so he had no patience to deal with him. This was a bad idea. He shouldn't have come in. Shigure flinched at his angry stare. He began to shovel down the rice, wanting to get rid of Kyo quickly. He got through half of it, when his body began to protest. He moaned and set the bowl down.

Shigure leaned forward, one hand around his waist, the other on his mouth. Kyo grabbed the basin and placed it in Shigure's lap, as he rested a hand in Shigure's trembling back. "You shouldn't have eaten it so quickly!" Kyo scolded. "Of course your stomach would get upset, even if you're not sick." Shigure didn't answer, focusing instead on not being sick in front of Kyo.

When the nausea passed he sat up straight again, looking pale. "I'm sorry." He sighed. "I'm not trying to make Tohru worry. But as you might imagine, I don't have much of an appetite."

Kyo hesitated for a moment, before picking up the bowl. "Here." He said as he got a little bit. "You should finish it. Just eat a little at a time so you don't shock your stomach." He then, to both their great embarrassment began to feed Shigure the bowl. "You better not puke this up." He warned. Shigure only nodded. Eventually, the bowl was emptied and thankfully Shigure felt fine for now. "Okay, now..go to sleep." He said awkwardly.

"Yes, sir." Shigure teased as he lies down. Kyo pulled the blanket back over him and quickly left the room. Sigh. Time for bed.