FINAL CHAPTER! It's about time, right? I'm actually kinda sad it's over. I liked this one. Be sure to tell me how this ended for you. I haven't made a final chapter in awhile... ^^'
When Kanda Gets Sick
Chapter Nine
It had been two years since Kanda was hospitalized.
The guy took good care of himself still, and he was cautious whenever it looked like he was getting sick. These moments didn't happen often, but Kanda refused to let his first terrible experience make him paranoid. It paid off in the long run. He still didn't get sick often and that was a relief, because he had yet to experience what a "regular cold" was.
He was in college now, sharing an apartment with Allen because who else would share an apartment with him? The two weren't a match made in heaven, that's for damn sure, but they'd been living together long enough to know the other's routines, behavior, and habits, so it made life easier. Aside from that, there was one major payoff to the pair living together.
They looked after each other.
Not too long after college started, Kanda learned Allen's habits regarding work, study, and balancing every bit of shit that came his way. If he didn't watch the kid and make sure he didn't overwork himself, he'd end up getting huge waves of fatigue that could last for days. Needless to say, Kanda had more than a few problems with this method first time through and, after learning the cause, has kept a more mindful eye and hear on him. On obviously stressful days, Kanda allowed Allen to unload the day's shit on him.
At first he did it to avoid the circumstance of having to deal with a tired brat. Now, it was only fair considering what Allen had endured for him. Those times Kanda got sick after the hospital incident? Well...yeah...
Kanda hadn't been hospitalized since his first experience being sick, thankfully, but every time he got sick after, it was always god awful. He'd have to be taken to his doctor, get meds, and spend the rest of his time in bed. Allen was a good roommate because he made sure to check up on him whenever this happened. Kanda didn't like being catered to, but he couldn't deny that the assist was a necessity. If he didn't forget to eat, then he forgot to take his meds, or do his homework, and every other time he'd just forget things all together. That's what it was like when Kanda got sick.
This time being no exception.
"Kanda, come on. Meds." The albino said to him. Kanda wasn't exactly sleeping when this happened but he was definitely nodding in and out of it. Allen ended up repeating himself, this time shaking Kanda before getting a single sound that signaled him that he was heard.
Kanda sat up and took his meds, rubbing his eyes before looking out his window. "I've been lying like this all day?" He said in disbelief, his voice hoarse. Normally he either slept or couldn't. This in between was something new - at least one this prolonged.
Allen nodded. "Yeah. You haven't moved much since I left, at least from what I could tell." He told him. "I can make vegetable soup or chicken porridge with what we've got. Any preference?"
"Chicken." Kanda answered without much thought. "How'd the day go?"
"Boring." He answered, rubbing his eyes. "I wish I could have skipped class."
"Music Theory?" Allen nodded. "Was the professor ranting or sleeping?"
"Both." Oh joy.
Allen helped Kanda out of bed and brought him to the couch. This was more Allen's idea; not having Kanda cooped up in his room with just his thoughts to keep him company while he was sick. Kanda didn't fully get it, seeing as how he was still eating off a bedside tray, but he assumed it may have been one of his fever-induced outbursts. He rarely ever remembered them, and Allen hadn't brought this idea into effect until after Kanda's last sick incidient - some nine months ago.
"What was the bastard screaming this time?" Kanda coughed out. Allen didn't immediately answer; getting his roommate water before setting him up on the couch.
"That I shouldn't take his job." Kanda's brow rose as he took another sip of water. Allen sighed. "We have a composition to make; a complex one. Half the class didn't know what to do, most of the other half was lost on where to start or even what to consider. The "professor" went to sleep after taking attendance, so I took up the podium and asked people to ask whatever to ask whatever they needed to know or to play their pieces on the piano."
"And the bastard woke up."
Allen scoffed. "Not for over an hour." He let out an exasperated breath, running a hand through his hair. "Today was the most productive class we've had, and he wakes up with me at the piano, three of my classmates editing their sheet music on it, and people collaborating and helping each other. And goes on yelling at me, telling me never to do it again."
Kanda put his water down. "Tell me you reported him."
"Only after at least ten of my classmates." He scoffed out. Then he sighed. "I swear, if I see that man Monday, I'll tear my hair out." Kanda only nodded as Allen let out another sigh. "Right...dinner. Chicken porridge. I'll get on it."
The Asian rolled his eyes. "You know, I said I don't mind anymore."
The albino actually let out a laugh. "To hell you don't. Much more ranting, I'd be repeating myself; you know it." Well, not like Kanda was denying it.
The two ate in the living room. It was quiet - nothing really to talk about as far as they were concerned. Allen did the dishes and was about to help Kanda back to bed, but stopped in the doorway; smiling at seeing his roommate sleeping, finally.
Well, that's the end...THIS IS SO WEIRD! I can't believe I finished this guy. Truth be told, I think the only reason this update didn't come up sooner is because I didn't want the story to end. You get started, you just wanna keep going; you don't wanna stop! Oh, well...Maybe I can give you guys another good one soon.
~ K. Fang-sama
