A/N: Here is chapter 7. Thank you to FoxLover96, Lee-Lee2306, Zexalloverforever39, and shiningstar786 for the reviews on chapter 6. I hope everyone enjoys this brand new chapter.

Still a continuation of the previous two chapters. Chris is still eleven, Thomas is still eight, and little Michael is still six.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh Zexal or any of the characters, Shin Yoshida does.

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"I'll keep an eye on things here, Father," Chris promised, knowing that Byron didn't doubt him. "I always do."

After he had gone upstairs to check on Thomas earlier that morning, the father of the three Arclight brothers had bade his youngest and eldest sons goodbye as he left for Heartland Tower.

Chris sighed. He knew that his little brother Thomas was still feeling rather poorly. The flu had still not left the middle sibling's body.

"Chris, Thomas is going to get better soon, isn't he?" Michael asked, pulling Chris out of his thoughts.

"Don't worry, he will," Chris smiled softly. Michael had been worrying for Thomas just about as much as the eldest Arclight brother.

"Are you sure?" Michael pressed.

Chris ran a hand through his youngest brother's pink curls. Michael really was a sweet and thoughtful child, it only made sense that he would be concerned for his brother.

"I'm sure," the silver-haired eleven-year-old answered. "Would I ever lie to you?"

Michael smiled softly.

"No," the six-year-old pinknette answered, hugging Chris.

Chris hugged back, suppressing a yawn. He had been awake since about seven o'clock that morning. He had gone upstairs not long after his father to check on Thomas to find that while he still felt poorly, he seemed to be doing a little better; he had been a little more responsive when his older brother had gently prodded him awake to have a light breakfast consisting of a weak tea and two slices of toast. Thomas had refused to eat anything more than one piece of toast, and while it worried Chris, he did not force his brother to eat.

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It was clear to Chris that Thomas was now on the mend; First, he had once again been more responsive. He'd even managed to keep his toast down. He also had told Chris that his throat didn't feel as sore and when Chris felt his forehead, it was still warm, but nowhere near as hot as it had been before.

"Chris, I'm not a baby you know. You don't have to hover over me every five minutes," Thomas snickered. "Knowing you, I'll bet when I was a baby, you probably leaned over the crib to make sure I was breathing."

Chris said nothing at first, knowing his brother was right about that.

"For your information, I was three," he replied crisply after a minute or two. "I leaned over the crib partially because I had never seen a baby before. At least not up close."

"Sure," Thomas smirked. "And because you were afraid of something happening to me."

"Alright, I know you're feeling better if you can tease and make cracks like that," Chris couldn't help but chuckle.

"I still feel pretty crappy," Thomas said, snuggling into his blankets. "But it's not as bad, as least I can actually breathe and open and close my eyes without my head pounding."

"There's some definite progress," Chris nodded, sitting at the foot of the bed.

Thomas wriggled out of his blankets and crawled over to his brother.

"You've been taking good care of me," the-eight-year-old said with a slight smile as he hugged Chris.

"You're my little brother," Chris replied, wrapping his arms around the child. "I'll always take care of you."

He looked down at Thomas to see that that mischievous glint in the younger boy's scarlet eyes that he had missed so much was back. Thomas was slowly but surely recovering.

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Chris yawned softly as he made his way to his room. It had been a long day and he was tired. His father had not returned yet, but that was to be expected as he often did not come home until late at night. By that time, usually all three brothers, or at the very least the two younger ones, were in bed sleeping. Chris himself had checked in on Thomas one last time for the night before tucking Michael into bed.

As he entered the room he felt a slight tickle in his throat, followed by a sneeze.

Suddenly, the preteen Arclight didn't feel so well.

"Oh great..."

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I hope everyone enjoyed that new chapter and the next one will be out on Monday, May 11th.