"Oh my gosh, you're not serious are you?" Kagome asked, a slight giggle lacing through her words. She heard an amused chuckle on the other end of the line.

"Dead serious, I think this is the first time that bastard has ever been sick in his entire life. Well, at least since I've been around." Inuyasha said with a scoff.

"Don't call him that Inuyasha, it's rude! And that's kind of sad, are you going to stay home with him and try and get him well again?"

"Yeah right! Why should I do that? Besides, I already have plans with Nishu today."

"That's horrible! You're going to blow off you sick brother just to go spend your money on some little bimbo?!" Kagome asked, going red in the face with outrage.

"Why the hell are you getting so upset? If it was you being sick of course I would help you get better, but this is Sesshomaru we're talking about. He'd probably just growl at me and force me to leave if I so much as placed a foot inside his room." Inuyasha said "And Nishu is not just some little bimbo! We've been going out for almost four days." He added moodily.

"Whatever, go have fun with your skank of the week. Talk to you later 'Yasha." Kagome ended teasingly.

"Oh, I will. Later."

Kagome let out a sigh, Inuyasha could be so exaspirating sometimes. He wouldn't even stay at home with his sick brother! She made a face, the poor demon must feel absolutly horrid, especially if it was such a strong illness as to even plague him. Plus, if this really was his first time ever being sick, it would be extraordinarily terrible. With a determined face, she quickly braided her hair and pulled on a pair of jeans and a loose sweatshirt. She remembered how he had helped her feel better when she was sick, and now it was time to return the favor.

She reached in her closet for her pickle jar filled with money and pulled out a couple of bills before shoving them into her pocket. Kagome them proceeded to grab her comforter off of her bed and sling it over her shoulder before going down the stairs and pulling out a grocery bag. Filling it with canned chicken noodle soup and small bottles of orange juice she then deemed herself ready to leave home.

"I'm going over to Inuyasha's Mom!" She called into the livingroom and then walked out the door and down all those trecherous stairs to her yellow car. Next stop, the drug store, then off to Sesshomaru.

~S~W~B~M

Knock Knock Knock, pounded in his aching head. Sesshomaru pried his eyes open only to shut them once more, the blinding light coming through his curtains irritating his extra sensative eyes. A growl tried to escape his throat, but to his extreme irritation it died in his throat.

"Enter." He ground out hoarsely instead. Whoever it was, he would simply kill them later for disturbing him. In stepped Kagome he realized as soon as he once again tried to open his eyes.

"Oh, you poor thing! You must feel terrible!" She exlaimed in a whisper, probably quite aware of the headache he was experiencing. Immediately after her declaration, she drew his curtains together tightly, not allowing any light to slip through, successfully making the room pitch dark. Instantly he felt a little of the pressure on his head subside.

The next thing he knew, there was a cool hand pressed against his forehead and a worried face extremely close to his own.

"Uh oh, looks like the flu. Here, put this under your tongue and don't remove it until I tell you, okay?" She said and pulled out a small glass thermometer. He gave her an irritated glare, but opened his mouth anyways and allowed her to shove the cold glass into his bitter tasting mouth. After a few long minutes, she pulled out the glass tube and gave it a curious look. "Yup, you've got a fever too. Looks like I've got my work cut out for me. Tell me what you feel like, symptoms and such."

"I'm freezing, yet I am on fire. My head feels like it is in a vice, any sound our light makes it worse. Also, my stomach has a curious feeling to it, and it is growing worse by the second." He finished, his face visibly turning a pale green color. Kagome's eyes widened and she rushed to the bundle she had desposited by the floor, picking up an empty plastic bucket before she rushed back to the side of his bed and helping him to sit up.

"What is that for?" He asked grumpily, obviously not happy to have been moved. The feeling in his abdomen was getting worse, and the movement only worsened it.

"Just keep by it, you'll see soon enough." Kagome said warily. "May I touch your hair?"

He gave her a look that said 'Why would you ask such a thing at a time like this?', but refrained and just gave her a curt nod and almost immediately she pulled all of it back as if it was to be in a ponytail. It was then that he experienced something that had never personally happened to him. He felt his stomach churn violently and then suddenly the contents of his stomach were racing back up his throat and exploded into the plastic bucket that was now in his lap. His eyes closed of their own accord as the regurgitation continued to spill out of his mouth. Kagome continued to hold back his hair and had begun to slowly rub comforting circles into his back all the while telling him that it would be over soon enough.

For Sesshomaru, the feeling couldn't end soon enough. This feeling was absolutly atrocious, as all the food he had eaten within the past twelve hours had already made it's exit and now all that was coming out was the disgusting combination of bile and stomach acid, and he could feel it burning the inside of his nose where some of it had crept into. After what felt like an eternity to him though, it finally came to an end and he actually felt a bit better.

"Done?" Kagome asked softly, still rubbing his back. Not trusting himself to once again open his mouth after that terrible experience, he simply nodded once. Kagome smiled softly.

"Alright." She said and then took the tie out of her braid and then slowly begain to braid his long hair down his back and finished it off with her own black tie. "There you go, just in case you hurl again when I leave." At the sound of her saying 'leave' in his time of need, he gave her an incredulous look. She chuckled at this. "Don't worry, I'm only going downstairs to get you a glass of water, I'm sure your mouth doesn't have the most pleasant of tastes to it?"

Without waiting for his answer, she bounded off out of the room and down the hall as quietly as she could manage. It was then that Sesshomaru took full notice of the burning inside of his nose and the taste in his mouth that was threatening him to regurgitate once more. He had never 'puked' before, but he found it immensely unpleasant to say the very least. Not that the act of 'hurling'(as Kagome had called it) had been particularly pleasant sounding in the first place.

Soon enough though, Kagome was at his bedside table pouring a tall glass of water and holding it out to him. "Rinse a couple times first." She told him, and he did as she asked. She was obviously more experienced with illnesses than he, and was willing to take all the help he could get right now. He rinsed his mouth out three times before the bitter taste was finally out of his mouth, at least most of it. Kagome took the cup back and filled it up again before handing it back to him. "Drink it all. After all that, you're bound to be dehydrated."

He shot her a glare, obviously not wanting to down the contents of the cup. She shot him a stern glare right back, and he rolled his eyes(much to the disagreement of his aching head) before drinking the cool liquid and allowing it to pool at the bottom of his stomach.

"Good, at least you aren't immediately tossing it. Are you still nausious?" She inquired, rummaging through the pile at his door.

"Not completely." He managed to say, voice raspy as ever.

She just nodded and brought over a rather large and fluffly looking pink comforter. Then to his horror she set it on the end of his bed. Before she covered him up with it though, she took the bucket from his hands and walked to his bathroom to flush it down the toilet and then rinse it in his bathtub before walking back to his bed. He could smell the bile on her delicate hands and felt a twinge of guilt, it wasn't fair that she was doing all this for him.

"You do not have to remain here, I will be fine." He said to her, begging in his mind that she would leave. The smell of his most unattractive bodily fluids was on her and he was starting to become slightly embarassed that she had seen him at such a time of his weakness. The alpha male was never to be weak, and when he was there was never anyone to be there. And she had just witnessed his weakest moment that he had had in a very long time. It was unacceptable.

"No, you helped take care of me when I was sick, and now I'm returning the favor. Plus, I want to." She said with a soft smile and uncovered the black sheets from his body before draping the pink blanket over his form. It was light and airy, yet kept his body extraordinarily warm and cozy. Perfection at it's highest form.

"You wish to have bile on your hands and potentially get yourself sick? And surely you must know that inu-demons are not the most pleasant beings to be around, especially when ill." He said, once again finding his voice.

"Well, I think I was the one to get you sick in the first place. Besides, you're a friend, and friends stay by each other's side through health and sickness." She said, quite unaware that those words were nearly identical to the marriage commitment commonly used by humans. It made his head spin.

"Now sleep, and when you wake up you're going to eat so I can give you some medicine."

"Very well. And then will you remove this horrible excuse for a blanket?" He asked with a slightly teasing smirk.

"Hey! That's mine, and it happens to be an excellent blanket! You must be feeling better, you're already antagonizing things." She mumbled under her breath before walking towards the door.

"Where are you going?" He asked, and she froze in her tracks before looking back at him.

"Downstairs, you need your sleep." She told him, standing in his doorway.

"Stay." He said before he could stop himself. Her eyes widened fractionally and her face heated up nearly to the extent of his. "What if I 'hurl' again? I will need your assistance." He said to cover it up quickly. Her eyes returned to their normal size and a smile lit up her face, though her face was still pink.

"Alright, but scoot over. That bed is certainly big enough for the two of us." She said before hopping onto the other side and covering herself with the delicious black sheets. "Wait...I thought youkai don't get sick?" She asked teasingly.

Sorry about the long wait! No excuses, just being busy and whatnot _ i suck . anyways, hope u all like it! thanks again to all of my readers and especially reviewers :D i love yall so damn much! please continue! they are much appreciated! also, I do not own inuyasha or anything affiliated, Rumiko Takahashi does. *cries*