After that, nothing much changed with the two of us. I decided not to bother with even the question of if we were dating or not. It bothered me, but I knew he wouldn't answer it fully. I sighed as I stared at the whiteboard that had a screen projected onto it. What class was I in again? I ruffled my hair in frustration. Focus, Ace! Focus!

At this moment, I had one major goal. Graduate. Once I graduate, he'll answer me properly. It's not like I wouldn't be able to graduate at this point, but a better grade would look nice to colleges. What was I doing for college anyways though… Something… A good job. I needed to get a good job to get a good pay. I can help him out-

I stared at the pencil on my desk quietly. Again, I was getting distracted by the thoughts of him. The bell soon rang and the other students all started moving. The teacher stated out the homework, then packed his things as well to go. I just sat there quietly for a while until my phone made a sound.

"Who is texting me," I mumbled as I turned to take my phone out of my bag. I looked at the screen, then sighed. Unlocking my phone, I started to reply back. In the middle of that, my phone vibrated, telling me someone was calling. I quickly picked up for some reason in panic. "Y-yo?"

"What's with that greeting? What are you doing? How has he been," she asked me. I let out a breath as I sat myself back in my chair.

"He's been good. Oh, I'm still at school. If you called any sooner, I would have had my phone taken," I replied. It was her. The poor girl that was caught in between my idiocy.

I heard a soft laugh from my phone. "I get off at the same time you do, so I message and call then," she said to me. There was silence for a bit before she began talking again. "I'm glad you have been well."

"Same- well, to you. Have you found someone better yet," I asked.

"Stop saying things like 'better,' you idiot," she sighed. We talked for some time. I had gotten up and headed out as we were talking. I forgot how long it has been. The two of us still talk and text each other, but not for the same things. We also don't meet constantly either. She hadn't found anyone else yet. I wished she did. Someone good for her… Then, she can forget about me.

I tapped the call off and looked across the street. What was I going to do today… Today, he said he was going to sleep in because he was exhausted. Is that how running your own business can be like? I shrugged and glanced at the white light, indicating to me that I can cross the street.

Now, I guess the question was what will I do today? I stepped onto the street and walked along to the other side. Should I go barge into his house? Stepping onto the sidewalk, I sighed. I definitely would if I could, but his place wasn't in a good area. Also, i only went there once, so I didn't know where that was. I should have asked him… Then again, that doesn't seem like a question he would answer to. He wouldn't want me wandering around there alone. Another sigh came from me as I made my way some where.

I took out my phone and stared at the bubbles. The contacts bubble popped when I tapped it and a full list of names came up. I scrolled down until I got to the name with no last name. "Sabo," I murmured.

I took a deep breath and opened a message to him. The chat was blank. I never messaged him before. How I knew he was not going to work today was because he told me yesterday. I see him most days and he tells me about the days he would be busy. So, I would never need to message him about it. Though… I wonder why we don't message more. What would I message him about?

My brain started to hurt, thinking of what I would message him about. I would save up all my stories of the day to tell him when I go to his shop. Then, I would think of other things to talk about or maybe he does too. We talk, talk ,talk, and talk until he tell me that it's late. I help him close down, then we say our goodbyes and head home.

I shook my head and gripped my phone as I started to tap away. "What… are you… No, no, no- Hey? Hello? Yo," I mumbled, trying to figure out how to type it out. I was just standing there, staring at my phone and talking to myself. People passing probably thought I was some weirdo… "There! Send," I exclaimed when I was done. I shoved the phone into the air and made that weird triumph pose into an awkward arm stretch.

Then what? I just waited there, checking my phone often. Did I send it to the wrong person? Is my phone on silent? I am pretty sure each time I checked and saw that he hadn't answered, I sighed sadly.

But soon enough, my phone chirped. Never have I ever took my phone out so fast. I surely may have thrown it straight out if I didn't hold it firm enough. A sweat dropped as I unlocked my phone to see the message. "Hey. I am still in bed- ah, seriously? Mn- a Pict-"

My eyes widened as I stared at the picture I was sent. It was just a picture of him peeking out of his pillow. He was wrapped well in his light blue blankets and his hair was a complete mess. Only his right eye was open, peaking at the phone, at me… basically.

He looked so… angelic, but… I tapped the picture and made it a bit bigger. Then, I quickly sent a message back. He looked sick! Was that why he told me that he couldn't come? After that message, I just brought the phone up to my ear and listened to the little song he set as his waiting tone. "Cute," I thought out loud.

I shook my head as I heard him pick up. It was quiet for a few, then he started mumbling, "don't just call me… It scared me." He huffed and complained more. I smiled and chuckled, which he heard. He then fumed at me laughing at him.

"Hey, tell me your address. You're sick, aren't you? I'll go over and-"

"I have everything. You don't have to come here," he interrupted. "Thank you for your princely kindness, but I don't need it…"

I frowned and grumbled a reply, "if you don't tell me, I'll go by memory. I may get lost and get atta-"

Once again he interrupted, but with a address. "Don't you dare get lost… You better get here to let me see you," he murmured before hanging up.

I moved the phone in front of me and hummed, pleased with how he reacted. Honestly, I didn't expect him to ever give me his address, but whatever. I got it and that was all that mattered. I looked around and trotted off to find the nearest pharmacy. He maybe had the things, but… just in case.

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I never really got too sick, so I never had to use a bunch, but… Luffy got sick a lot at one point. Because of that, I would always have to run to the pharmacy to get his medicine. Sometimes to the hospital… Now, I know where most of the medical things are around here. I tilted a box of medicine with a finger as my eyes scanned the others. Nowadays, Luffy has been amazingly healthy. He would run around like nothing happened in the past. I felt a smile cross my face as I thought about my annoying little brother.

"This should be good… Hm, maybe I should get some cough drops? It was only a picture," I mumbled to myself. I don't really know what is wrong with him. It looked like a cold, going to a fever. On the call, he did cough slightly. I crossed my arms and thought as I set my chin on the edge of the medicine box I was holding.

Eventually, I decided to get some severe cold medicine, normal cold medicine, cough drops, a mask, then those things you put on your forehead to cool a fever down. I gathered my things and went to check out. I used to have to fake my age for these things or… steal them. Well, I wasn't really stealing them. I left the proper amount, but because I was too young, I bolted with the goods. I took out my driver license and showed the cashier before putting that away and giving them my credit card.

Yeah, I had a license to drive. Though, I never drove. A car was too expensive for us. Also, around here, you don't' really need a car. All you need is a pair of legs. You can get a bike or something if you want, but why not just walk. I don't know. When the cashier handed me my bag of things, I gave them a thanks and took the bag as I turned to leave.

I looked down at my phone and typed in the address Sabo had told me. Of course, I would be using a GPS. It was easier that way. I hummed as I waited for the directions to load and looked over the things that I had bought. It should be everything. I also bought a small box of tea. He definitely had some, but I didn't know if they were ready-made bags, or he made them himself, which was probably the case.

Once the GPS found the way, I started making my way there. It said it would take around 19 minutes to get there. I sighed at the time. He definitely did not live near. It wasn't horribly far, but… It was far, to me.

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It took even longer than the GPS had stated. I had gotten a bit lost on some of the directions, but I ended up in the right place. Stepping up the stairs, I looked at the numbers that were by the doors to find the one he gave me. For some reason, I felt myself getting a bit nervous. I didn't know why I was so nervous. I had been to his house before, yet… Getting to the door, I shook my head and raised my hand to knock on the door.

"Hey… That isn't my door, you idiot," I heard Sabo say. I quickly turned and looked at the tall blond who was leaning against his door's frame.

"Eh- ah, really? I must have remembered wrong," I said before I hurried over to him. "Hey, I got here though, right?"

Sabo stared at me silently. He seemed angry. I looked up at him and tried to grin, not sure what to do. Before I could do anything, Sabo turned to walk into his home, mumbling things that were inaudible. I quickly followed after him and shut, then locked, the door behind us.

"Sabo? Are you angry? Hey… I got here fine, didn't I," I reasoned as I took off my shoes before stepping in deeper. He didn't reply. I sighed and wandered into the living room, setting the bag of things down on the couch. "Come on, Sabo… Don't be like that. Nothing bad happened-"

"You took so long!" Sabo looked back at me and chewed his lips together. "You took… so long," he told me again more softly. He turned away and coughed harshly into his hand.

I only watched and listened until I heard him coughing. "Sabo- Are you alright? Lie down. We can talk about this when you do, okay? It's better that way," I said to him in worry. I got up and walked over to him to take push him gently towards his bedroom. Sabo didn't object. He just wobbled over to his bed and crawled in. then, he tugged the blanket and covered himself and just laid there quietly. I sighed and watched him for some time.

Seeing that he wasn't going to do anything else, "I turned to go get the medicine and cough drops. Oh, the forehead thing too. When I came back, he was still there in the same position. I sat myself on the edge of the bed and set the things down on the bedside table.

"Sabo… Hey. Did you eat any medicine? I got you some," I said quietly. "I also need to put this on your forehead. It'll help a bit," I added. The blond puff that was peeking out of the blankets didn't move or make a sound. "Sabo… You have to get better. Come on," I urged as I took the blanket and carefully pulled it away. "Sabo-"

Under the blankets, he was there, obviously but… He was there sniffling and trying to pull the blanket back over his reddened face. Was he crying? Sabo bit onto the blanket and shut his eyes tightly.

"Hey- Sabo. Don't bite that," I said. "Sabo- Sabo. It's okay. Why are you crying? It's okay," I comforted. Then, all of a sudden, my wrist was grabbed and I was tossed over and onto the bed. It was so quick, I had no idea what had really happened. All I knew now was that Sabo was hugging me close and crying. I blinked in confusion and looked down at the blond puff that was burrowing into my chest. "S-Sabo? What-"

"... worried," I heard. He hugged me tighter and rubbed his head on my chest. "I thought… I thought maybe- something happened and- I was worried…"

"Sabo… but- I'm fine! See? I'm right here! I just took a bit long because I never came here before on my own, you see," I told him. He just sniffled and kept his hold on me. A sigh came from me again and I carefully patted his soft blond hair. I didn't take that long… but I guess to Sabo, it was long enough to get worried. Even though I hated seeing him like this, knowing that he worried about me was kind of… nice. Soon, the soft sniffles stopped and the room went quiet. "Sabo? Did you fall asleep… You didn't even eat your medicine yet," I mumbled.

I didn't wake him though. Instead, I just let it slide and stayed there with him. I wonder if I would get sick… Oh well. I kissed the top of his head and then stared at nothing. Lucky… Today was Friday. I can stay. I smiled and hummed a soft tune, happy with the timing. If I got sick, I wonder if Sabo would come to take care of me… I looked down at the puff and thought. A lot of things went through my mind as I laid there. Even when I fell asleep, I was thinking and thinking of this person I now held.