And the rain continues… I'm so lazy when it rains. I mean, I LOVE rainy weather, don't get me wrong. I haven't felt great lately though, so now the rain just makes me want to sleep. I had to work today. Actually, I have work every day until Sunday. UGH. Anyway, I decided to post early because I'm too tired to do anything else. I can't believe we've reached over 20 chapters now. This one has a long way to go too. It may be my longest fic, if this keeps up. FallingforWerewolves, thank you! I love him that way too. KarkadeVantas, aw, hello to your kitty! Toki tends to try and sit on my laptop when I write. He HATES when I type. Paranormal Alchemist, haha, I love how you latched to Delic! BlueRoseDream, *joins your happy dance* incidentalmusic, um... I can pay you in love? Money, I lack. Rai Rai Blue, fleas? Haha, yes! Fleas! Thank you for saying so! darkestlight96, thank you! Guest, it loves you too! KoolaidShipping, thank yooooou! I thought it turned out well too! Quiet. Crash, I think of Hibi-chan as a...brat. Haha. I think he holds tight to what's his. That's how I write him, even in OOC mode. S. Oyabun, I was wondering where you went! Cael Luciano, the 'bad dog' part made me smile too. That was an Izaya moment indeed. Anywho, since I put smut in the last chapter (because I was rewarding you for reviewing so much) this chapter will consist of... FLUFF! I love Fluffy!Delic. He will be plentiful in this chapter. Why do I write fluff? Because if it was just smut, it would be lust and not love! So meh! On with the huffin' story~!

Unexpected

My alarm clock starts blaring at 6am. I groan loudly, and flip my phone open to turn it off. I immediately notice something is wrong. I can't seem to focus my eyes. I blink, trying to will the ailment away, but it remains.

Delic rolls closer, wrapping his arms around my waist. He does this every morning when my alarm goes off. He seems to think if he cuddles, I won't leave the bed. Today, he's right. I set another alarm 15 minutes from now, and scoot closer to him. He sighs happily.

"'S wrong?" he mumbles.

"I don't know. I'm tired."

"Well, you only got 2 hours of sleep." he says much more clearly.

"Not my best idea..." I reply. As soon as my head hits the pillow, I start to fade from consciousness again. Delic is saying something, but I...

I wake up when my alarm blares again. I notice Delic isn't in the bed anymore. He's in the corner of the room, on the phone.

"Yeah... Yeah, he's burning up." he says.

Who? Who's burning up?

"Yeah, I know. I'll take him later if he stays this bad. He wouldn't even wake up when I shook him! That's how I knew. He's usually such a light sleeper." he continues.

I open a weary eye to observe him as he looks over at me.

"I'll tell him. Thank you so much for understanding. Yeah, bye." he hangs up and hurries toward me.

"Who was that?" I ask dimly. My throat is scratchy.

"Deborah." he says gently as he lies beside me.

"Am I in trouble? Oh God, I'll be late!" I try to shuffle out of the bed, but Delic has a grip on me.

"Easy there, Chibiya. I called in for you."

"Why? I can't afford an off day!" I wail, trying to untangle myself from his vice grip.

"You're sick."

I blink at him. What did he say?

"I'm fine."

He pulls me closer so his chin is on my shoulder. He's spooning behind me, throwing his legs over mine.

"Go to sleep, babe." he whispers.

"But I..."

He kisses my ear lobe as his hands trace my arms. I start feeling heavy again, and that's it. I close my eyes, and I'm gone.

Hibiya never had many sick days as a child. Sometimes he would come down with something, but quickly get over it. Most kids get sick when they play with their friends at school. That was his secret to never getting sick. He never had friends.

When he was older, he got sick quite a lot. In his boarding school, he was never alone. Seiji was quite social, and that made him catch whatever his roommate brought back with him. Mika used to make him soup, and he would scowl when she tried to make him eat it. Seiji would laugh.

Mairu, on the other hand, was always sick. She had a weak immune system. Hibiya used to stay up with her at night when she would have her spells, coughing until her small frame shook with sobs. He hated staying with people when they were sick. It was...hard to watch.

Their parents had the maids care for them if they were sick. Mairu had her own maid, because the child was so weak. Hibiya always stayed in his sister's room with her more often than not.

"Hibiya..." she said one night after a particularly bad coughing fit. Her voice was small.

"Yes?"

"Why...am I always sick?" she asked.

Hibiya frowned at the question. She was only 5... So why was she always sick?

"Weak immune system." he said.

"What's that?"

"It means your body can't fight colds off as well as most people."

"That's bad..." she said in her 5 year old logic.

"It is." he grinned, smoothing her covers.

"Hibiya..." she said again.

"Yes?"

"Why are you always in here?"

"...I don't like my room. Do you want me to leave?"

"NO! No, stay! I was just wondering..."

He lay beside her and ruffled her hair, earning a whine of protest. It was quiet for a bit. The sound of rain hitting the roof filled the room.

"Hibiya..." she said yet again, jerking him awake after his near state of unconsciousness.

"Wha..." he mumbled.

"Why does Father stay in your room so much?"

"...You've noticed that...?"

"Yes."

He pulled her closer, kissing her hair. What was he supposed to say?

"Father likes to play his games." he said.

"What games?"

"Bad games. One day...we'll go far away from them."

"Away from Mother and Father?"

"Away from it all, Mairu. We'll leave this place far behind." he said.

"That's scary." she whimpered.

"No it's not. I'll be with you."

"You'll never leave?"

"Never."

The rain lulled the young Oriharas to sleep, neither knowing Hibiya would be leaving in only a week, never to come back.

I wake up later in an uneasy way. I hate dreaming of my sister. All I can think of is how she is, where she is... Is she alive?

Delic's arms are around my waist again. He's breathing heavily, and I know he's asleep.

"Delic..." I whisper, shifting in his grasp to face him over my shoulder.

"Nnnnnn?"

"Did I miss work?"

He cracks an eye open.

"You're still sick, Chibiya."

"Sick?"

His hand moves to my face, resting on my forehead. He frowns, putting his other hand on his own forehead.

"You're still burning up..." he whispers more to himself than me.

"I'm perfectly fine, Delic. I need to see if I can work a later shift..." I say as I reach over to find my phone. I don't know why he's saying I'm sick. I feel fine right now.

He growls, turning me over so I'm facing him.

"Chibiya." he warns.

"Why am I in trouble? I didn't do anything!" I wail, burying my face in his chest. He groans as he holds me again.

"You're sick, alright? Damn sick if you're acting like this."

"I just want to work... And you're mad at me..."

"I'm not mad!"

I whine lowly, and I nuzzle into his chest.

"'M not...sick..."

His lips rest on my head as he chuckles.

"I think I need to find you some medicine to bring that fever down. I can't have you being delusional all night."

I groan, holding him tighter so he can't get up. He tries anyway.

"Nooo! I'll be cold if you go!"

"Chibiya, I'm coming right back!" he says incredulously.

"Don't leave me..."

He levels his gaze on me and sighs. I look up at him through my bangs, trying to blink the sleep away.

"Go back to sleep..." he tells me in a pleading voice.

"I don't want to..."

"You'll feel better. I'll sleep with you."

"...I can think of other ways..." my sentence remains unfinished, but I was going to finish it with 'you can sleep with me'. In case you ever wanted to know.

Mairu looked at Hibiya with pure distaste. She was older now. Her hair was long, and her red eyes were filled with hatred.

"Mairu..." Hibiya whimpered. He looked around for Delic, but Delic was gone.

Everyone was gone.

"Shut up." she hissed. He flinched at her harsh words.

"You left me! You let this happen!" she yelled.

"I never meant to leave! Mairu, I'm so sorry..."

"Shut up!"

"..."

"It's because of you...that I'm dead..."

He watched as her body began to rapidly decompose before him.

"MAIRU!" he screamed, watching in terror as his sister disintegrated. She became a pile of dust, before she blew away from him. He was left with the whisper of her voice.

"You did this to me. You killed me..."

I wake up screaming this time. Delic is across the room fiddling with a bottle of pills. He drops them when I start kicking like a madman.

"Chibiya!"

"I killed her! I KILLED her! It should've been me!" I don't know what I'm saying, I just say it. He pins me down.

"Don't say that! It was just a bad dream! Calm down..."

I'm sobbing uncontrollably. I feel my body go limp under him. He feels it too, because he moves to lie beside me again.

"Chibiya..." he whispers as he kisses my face.

How many times have I broken down in front of him now? I lose count.

"Delic... Delic, don't leave me again..."

"I had to get you some medicine... I didn't think you'd have a nightmare..." he tells me.

"Awful...awful dream... Mairu was dead...she blamed me... Oh, Delic..." I whine, cuddling closer to him. He sighs quietly, kissing my tears away. His hands wrap in mine.

"I hate this…" he says.

"Hate what?"

"You being so sad like this. I can't help you… I can never make you forget…"

"I don't need to forget, Delic. I must always remember…"

Honestly, I'm mostly out of it right now. I'm stuck somewhere between a delusion caused by fever, and an interrupted sleep cycle. However, my mouth decided to keep moving, and I just know I'm making Delic feel worse with every word.

"If she was dead… It would be my fault. I left her there. I'm here now, safe with you, and I can't even find her. I hate this too, Delic. I hate me so much…"

He makes a noise of disagreement, and tries to say something, but I cut him off.

"I'm so pathetic aren't I? All I can ever do…is mooch off of others. It's your first off day in 2 weeks, and you're spending it babysitting me…"

Finally, he cuts me off with his lips on mine. I mewl quietly, scooting closer to him. His warmth is spreading through me… It's hot. Not in a good way.

"Delic… I…I'm really hot…" I whine.

"You're burning up, like I said. I told you."

"How long…have we been here?" My mind is coming back to me now.

"All day. Are you hungry?"

"Starving…"

He pulls away from me again, but I follow him. He looks at me in disapproval.

"I don't want to be alone." I tell him simply.

He gets a can of soup from the cabinet. I watch him as he pours it in a pot and starts cooking it.

"Won't you get sick too?" I ask worriedly. He laughs.

"Nah. I don't really get colds." He says, shooting me a grin.

I go back to the bedroom to retrieve my phone. I have 3 unread messages. The first is from Masaomi.

[Went to the coffee shop and you weren't there! You okay?]

Then Mikado.

[Didn't you want to have lunch today? We came to see you at work, but you were gone. Hope you're fine!]

Lastly Erika.

[We studied all night for nothing. I missed the final because I'm sick.]

Ah, I see.

"Well, I found out why I'm sick." I say grimly as I walk back into the kitchen. Delic is pouring the soup into 2 bowls. He looks up.

"Why?"

"Sal. He gave me syphilis."

He turns to me in pure terror, almost dropping the pot.

"WHAT?"

"Haha! No, it was Erika. Nice though." I remark as I sit at the table. He scowls at me, placing the bowl in front of me.

"That wasn't funny." He huffs.

"I can't believe you fell for it. Do you know how long it would take for symptoms of that to show? More than a few hours. Plus, I already told you, I didn't have sex with him." I grin, sipping the soup. Ah, vegetable soup.

"I owe Sal a firm punch in the face." He spits, sitting beside me.

"No. He's going to be my bitch now, so we like him." I grin. He laughs so hard he almost spits out his soup.

"Your bitch?"

"Yes. I told him what I want, and if he doesn't do that, he shall be punished. Therefore, he's my bitch."

His hand goes to my forehead again, and he shoots me another worried glance.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Your fever. You're acting like you're drunk, which is how I know it's bad." He says quietly.

"I just need more sleep. Maybe some Aspirin."

"If you're not better by tomorrow, you're going to a doctor." He says with finality.

"Delic! We can't afford a doctor! I'm fine!"

"Finish your soup." He grins, treating me like a kid. I huff at him, and swallow the remainder of what's in the bowl. I frown when he presents me with the bottle of pills from before.

"I don't want those…" I grumble.

"Chibiya."

"Delic." I mimic. He stares me down, his magenta eyes hard.

"Please?"

I open the bottle, taking some out. I send him another glare, before I put them in my mouth, following them with water. I immediately start coughing like crazy. Delic's hand runs along my spine soothingly.

"There. Now relax so you can get them down. I want you to go back to sleep." He says.

"I'm not a kid. So stop babysitting me."

"I'm going with you." He yawns. "I'm still crazy tired too. I think working these long hours has finally caught up with me."

I cough again into my hand, letting us both know it wasn't just the pills that made me hack last time.

"Bed." Delic growls.

"Fine."

We go together, him crawling beside me. He looks into my eyes, and I see mine reflected in his pink orbs. His hands caress my face, and I lean into them. I love when he touches me so tenderly.

"Delic… Is everything alright?" I ask him tiredly.

"I was worried about you... Earlier when I tried to wake you up for work…you wouldn't wake up and I was scared."

"Haha, I was breathing. You shouldn't have worried." I laugh.

"Still…"

I kiss his cheek, scooting closer to him.

"Sorry…"

"Mmmm, I want a real kiss." He purrs.

"You'll get sick."

He shakes his head, forcing his mouth against mine heatedly. I groan quietly, tilting my head so our mouths fit together like a puzzle piece.

"Delic…."

"You taste so good…" he mewls, kissing me again and again. I grip him tightly, fighting the exhaustion that's suddenly crept over me. He pulls back, grinning at my flustered expression. Then he frowns because I'm not blushing just from the kiss.

"Chibiya?"

"Feel…bad…"

His forehead leans against mine and he laces our fingers together.

"Sleep…please."

I whimper, burying my face in his neck. His scent calms me down. I feel horrible. I think the soup made my stomach hurt or something. It just all came at me at once. The heavy feeling comes back, and I settle against him.

Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I know this has happened between me and someone before. I know last time, I was the one who was worried. I know I'm still worried about that person. I know I have so much to do. I know…

I know…

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Sachi: Ah, time for sleep.

Hibiya: Why do you have to update late? We're all tired!

Delic: I'm up anyway. And so are you, Chibiya. *wink*

Sachi: Oho! New development~! Anywho, review for my love! I'll update ASAP, I swear. I love all of you!