Ryuzaki woke the next morning feeling horrible. He felt hot and sick as he looked around the room. He let out a low whine when he saw that Light was asleep. He didn't know how he should wake the younger boy up, especially since the only thing Ryuzaki wanted to do was hurl. He never knew he could feel this bad.

"Light, wake up. Please." He whispered hoping that Light would hear him. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold it down much longer. He reached down and grabbed a small round object from his bedside table and threw it at Light. It wasn't a strong throw but it did wake him up. He watched Light get up and look at him.

"What's the matter? Why are you throwing things at me when it's 4 in the morning?"

Ryuzaki said nothing but tried to sit up and point in the direction of the bathroom. "Now."

Light looked at him and nodded. He got the gist of what the detective was telling him. It was apparent that he needed to get to the bathroom quickly. He got up and helped him to the small room. He looked away when the detective launched himself at the toilet and spilled out the contents of his stomach into the porcelain bowl in front of him.

'Guess he couldn't stop it.'

Light thought as he looked back to the detective. He had never seen the other so sick and helpless. When the other finished vomiting, Light reached over to put his hand on the detective's forehead. He sighed and looked into his eyes. "You're burning up and you look like shit."

Ryuzaki glared at the younger boy. "You think I didn't notice that?"

Light sighed and helped the other back to his bed. "I'm sorry, Ryuzaki."

The detective looked at him. "What for?"

"You feeling as bad as you do."

Ryuzaki blinked. "That is not your fault, Light."

"I know but I don't like seeing you be this ill." Light said watching as the other filled the bowl once more. "Do you need anything, Ryuzaki?"

When the detective was finished, he glared at Light. "Water would be nice."

Light nodded and got the water, when he came back, he saw that Ryuzaki was still sitting on the floor. After setting the glass on the counter, he helped Ryuzaki pick up the detective and carried him to the bed. He sighed and handed him the glass.

Ryuzaki grabbed the glass and practically drank the whole thing in one gulp. He then gave the glass back to Light. Light took the glass and refilled it. He then looked at the young detective once more. "Feeling any better?"

Ryuzaki shook his head and closed his eyes. He didn't trust himself to speak lest he threw up again. He couldn't believe that he even threw up in the first place.

Both of them looked up when a doctor came into the room, a clipboard in hand. He looked at them both then walked up to Ryuzaki. "How are you feeling today?"

Ryuzaki rolled his eyes and gazed at the doctor. "Absolutely wonderful." There was no way anybody could miss the sarcasm in his voice.

The doctor sighed and placed a thermometer in the detective's mouth. A few minutes later, he took the thermometer out and looked at it. He frowned as he looked at the temperature. It was 104 exactly. He glanced at Light, then wrote something on the clipboard he had with him. He glanced back to Ryuzaki then to Light. "You might want to hold him still."

Light blinked and stood up. "What do you mean?"

The doctor kept his gaze on the detective. "I'm going to give him an injection that will help him sleep. His fever is way too high right now for anything else."

Light looked at the doctor. "What?!"

Ryuzaki tried to get away when he heard the doctor mention injections. He didn't want to get any shots. He looked at Light with a bit of a pleading look in his eyes.

Light glanced back to Ryuzaki and frowned. He could sense the detective's discomfort, yet knew he wouldn't be able to help him. He turned his attention back to the doctor.

The doctor looked back to Light, then went to grab a syringe from the other side of the room. "I'm going to inject him with this, then I want you to stay in the waiting room until he wakes." He told him walking back to Ryuzaki's bedside holding the syringe. He watched the detective shudder before motioning for Light to come over.

Light nodded and went over to them. He went behind the detective and held his arms down while the doctor injected the liquid into the young detective. He didn't really know where the other had put the injection, but he felt the detective tense for a moment before relaxing. After the injection was given, Light let go of his arms and looked at him. He saw the look he had given him before passing out.

After the detective was out, the doctor grabbed Light and his clipboard and led him out of the room and into the waiting room. He then went about his duties as he left Light in the waiting room.

A/N: So sorry for the short chapter. I'l try to do better next time.