Note: The manga had a 'sick' chapter and the Kanna spin off manga also had a 'sick' chapter so I thought why the hell not do one for this fic as well. Enjoy please R & R.

I stumble my way to our bathroom. With each step my stomach tightens and aches all the more. I keep swallowing and my throat keeps clenching. I find myself being barely able to breathe but no matter what, I cannot stop the warm feeling rising through my chest, and eventually my entire body. Then I could taste it at the back of my mouth. I buckle over, my knees trembling and barely supporting me. Unfortunately I am unable to make it to the toilet in time although I am just a few feet away from it. A warm, clouded, cream coloured liquid spills from my mouth and sizzles as it splashes over the cold bathroom tiles. I begin to feel dizzy. The world is spinning around me and my knees give away. I fall in my own puddle of vomit with a loud thud. The last thing I hear is the faint sound of Elma's voice calling my name and everything goes black.

xxxx

"I need you to "belch" give her this if she feels bad again. You saw *belch* how I did it. She needs to rest up."

"Thank you Doctor."

I open my eyes. I am on our bed. I hear Elma's voice and a male voice. I don't see anyone but my arm feels slightly funny. I slightly turn my neck to see a needle in my arm. It's connected to an IV.

"Well call me if you need anything" I hear the male voice again. Our apartment door clicks shut.

It's quiet. I glance at the time on my phone. "Shit! I'm going to be late." It's 9:30 on a Friday morning. I slowly gather up my strength and place one of my feet on the ground. I hear footsteps coming and Elma is at the doorway. She's wearing a blue sweatshirt and green slacks.

"Nai!" She runs to the bed and hugs me. I am engulfed in her warm embrace. It feels so good because I am feeling so cold. "You're awake. I was so worried. Do you need to use the bathroom?"

"N-no I- um we need to leave now. We're so late. What will we tell our bosses?"

She breaks the hug and looks at me. Her face is filled with worry and pity for me. "You don't have to worry about it. I already called work and informed them of your condition. My supervisor is on vacation leave so Takiya-senpai told me it's best I stay home and take care of you and he'll fill in for me. It wouldn't be a problem because my supervisor is not there. Actually Takiya-senpai was the one who told me to call the doctor and said you needed urgent medical attention." She pauses and glances at my right foot on the floor.

"So you're not leaving this bed to go anywhere today unless it's the toilet, Nayura. Oh yeah, I also told your boss, Ms Sakurai and she said she hopes for an early recovery and you're free to stay home until you get better."

"Thank you Elma. You did the right thing. What did the doctor say?" I'm feeling cold. My body is trembling like a leaf. I lift my foot from the floor and lie back down. My lips are so dry and I have a terrible headache.

"He said you have come down with the flu but your case is not that serious that you need to be hospitalized. He put this tube in your arm and injected you with something. He also gave me some medicine to give you later. That doctor was drunk. I could smell the alcohol in his breath but he did help you and I felt so relieved. I heard he was a good physician too."

I remember how I felt this morning. I was trying to reach the toilet in time to throw up. Elma was still sleeping. I begin to feel terribly guilty for throwing up all over the bathroom floor. Poor thing had to clean it up.

"I'm sorry I threw up. I'm probably being a burden on you. I think you should still go to work. I'll be fine."

"You need not apologize. You couldn't help it. Humans are a weak race and it is my duty to help you recover. I want you to feel better and I will see to it we battle your disease together!" she puts her fist in the air. She's very enthusiastic about seeing me feel better.

"Thank you"

She puts her hand under my shirt and feels my stomach and chest.

"Your body feels so warm and your skin is so pale" she comments. The back of her hand feels my forehead.

She takes the thermometer from the little table beside us and slips it under my tongue. After a few minutes, she takes my reading.

"Your temperature is still the same. You still have the fever. I will be right back." She pulls the covers over me and exits our bedroom.

She returns in ten minutes carrying a small bucket and a sponge.

"You must feel so uncomfortable in your clothing from last night." She is right. I'm feeling hot and sweaty and I am still in my pajamas. She peels off the covers. She unbuttons my shirt and slip off my bra. She places the sponge in the bucket of water and brings it my neck. The water is so warm. The sponge feels great against my body. She then cleans my chest area and stomach. I sit up so she could clean my back.

"I did some reading online about how to care for an ill human. I have seen many populations erased back in the other world due to human disease and plagues. I hated the sight of so many people dying. I wished there was something I could do to help them. When I saw you this morning on our floor, I panicked." As she sponge passes over my back, I feel arms around me. I hear her whimpering. "I can't stand the thought of losing you. You hit your head. You were even bleeding on the floor." I place my hand on my forehead and I felt a band-aid. I probably hit my head on something before I fell on the floor.

"I didn't know what to do" I feel hot tears on my naked back. Elma continues talking. "So I decided to call the office to speak to either Kobayashi-san or Takiya-senpai. Luckily Takiya-senpai answered and told me to call the doctor right away." She sniffles. I hug her back.

"You don't need to cry. I'm glad you were there. It's unlikely I would die from the flu and do you know why that is so?"

She looks at me with her tear-stained face and big watery eyes. "Why?"

I touched the tip of her nose and tell her "It's because I have you to look after me."

She smiles. "I'm happy to hear that."

She removes my pants and resumes my bath. When she finishes cleaning my lower body, she helps me into a comfy white shirt and shorts. She removes the bed sheet and puts on a new one.

"I'm going to whip up something. I'll be right back." She places a damp towel on my head and covers me with a thick blanket. She then leaves the room with the bucket, sponge, my pajamas and the old sheets.

I am beginning to feel a bit better after the bath and change of clothing.

I don't know what to do- being confined to this bed is something unusual for me. I pick up my phone from the bedside table and play "Kleptocats" which is a cute game about cats stealing things bringing it into the player's home. After a few minutes of gameplay I hear a spoon fall in the kitchen. She probably needs some help. I slip the needle of the IV from my hand and head to the kitchen to assist my wife.

She has something on the stove but my sense of smell is not great due to my cold. She is chopping vegetables. She looks up to see me.

"Nai! What are you doing? You're supposed to be in bed!" she yells.

"I want to help you" but I knew Elma better than to be too persistent with her so I wouldn't be stubborn.

"I have it all taken care of. You can't be out of bed. The doctor said you needed rest." She approaches me and lifts me off of my feet. She carries me bridal style to the bed and lay me down. She slips the needle of the IV in my vein and pulls the blanket over me so it would cover me- feet to collarbone.

"I'm sorry I yelled but please don't disobey me again. Don't worry about me."

She kisses my forehead and returns to the kitchen. After a few minutes past, I see her enter the room again with a tray. On the tray I could see a bowl and a glass of orange juice.

"You haven't eaten anything since last night. You must be hungry. I made chicken soup."

I sit up in the bed. She places the pillow so that it was bracing the bed and supporting my back. She hands me the bowl. I take it and it's so hot. I take one sip of the soup. My sense of taste has left me. I really can't taste anything but Elma's face is so eager, I lie and tell her it tastes delicious. I take another sip of the soup. I'm forcing myself to stomach it. I can't do this anymore. My throat feels terrible and swallowing food is just irritating it even further.

"Um the chicken soup is delicious but I will eat it later. I don't feel so good right now."

"But you need to eat to replenish your strength. Let me feed you." I'm not the one to argue with her because it doesn't make sense sometimes. I sigh.

She takes the bowl. "Say ahh" she smiles cutely.

I open my mouth wide and she feeds me the soup. She continues feeding me until there is not a single drop in the bowl. She then places the glass of orange juice at my lips. As I swallow, she gently rubs my back.

My bladder feels like it's about to burst. I move my body a little to the edge of the bed and place my right foot on the floor. "I need to use the bathroom."

"Here, let me carry you."

"No it's fine. I can walk" I tell her. I always feel guilty when I'm bothering or burdening someone so I try to be independent but in my current state, it is hard to do some things for yourself.

"Fufufu you feel like a feather to me and you have been losing weight recently too" she replies.

She carries me to the bathroom with my arm around her neck.

When we return she takes my temperature again. "Your temperature has gone down by precisely a degree."

"That's good."

"How are you feeling now?" she asks with concern in her tone.

"Well I am still feeling a little cold. And my throat is sore. My entire body is aching all over."

"Hm. I notice you're shivering too. I'll give you some medicine. She takes the bottle of medicine from the bedside table and pour some on a spoon. The doctor gave me this medicine for you. Drink up." She places the spoon in mouth. The liquid tastes like bubble-gum.

"The dosage is two spoons" she says as she reads the instructions on the bottle.

She gives me another spoon.

I feel a sneeze coming but before I could grab a tissue I sneeze.

"Achoo!" She takes a tissue and holds it against my nose. "Blow" she instructs.

I blow all the snot in nose.

"Your nose-it's it's bleeding. What is happening to you?" her hands are shaking.

"I'm sorry. When I have the flu, my nose would bleed. It's nothing to worry about though" I tell her.

"Oh ok. That's good to hear" I hold the tissue against my nose until the bleeding stops.

My stomach is churning again. I feel a wave of nausea sweep over me.

"I feel like I want to throw up but nothing's coming up as yet."

She rubs my back. She then picks up a shiny foil from the table.

"The doctor instructed me to give you this in case you wanted to throw up again. He said it would give you fast relief."

I notice her reading the instructions on the foil and she nods to herself.

"Turn over Nai."

I comply unsure of what she's thinking and lie facedown.

I hear her leave the room and come back. I can't see her because I am lying on my stomach. The nauseous feeling is growing.

"Nai, it says on the packet this medicine is to go in your butt."

"Huh?"

"It's ok. I won't hurt you, ok?"

I'm not too eager but this nausea is unlike any I had before. I just want to feel better so I agree.

I hear her snapping on what sounded like gloves. My heart is pounding. I'm so embarrassed. Although we were married, I still feel uneasy knowing she will do something like this to me.

I feel her lower my shorts. I slightly shiver when I feel the air on my behind. I feel both her hands on the band of my panty as she lowers it. I continue burying my face in the pillow from embarrassment about what is next. I feel something cold and soft at my butthole. It's probably lubricant. She must have read that lubricant is easier to insert it. I feel her finger deep in my behind, lubricating it. It feels kind of foreign but not too bad. Then I feel something cold at my butt hole. She pushes it in and I hug the pillow out of the feeling of her inserting the alien object in me. It feels like taking a poo, only backwards. She pulls up my undies and shorts. I could feel the thing melting inside of me now.

"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you just now?" she asks with care in her voice.

I look up but I don't make eye contact with her.

"It feels a little funny but thanks" I know my face is flush. I hear her snap off the gloves and leave the room. The doctor was right. The medication is fast-working and the nauseous feeling is starting to go away.

I hear her footsteps approach the bed. She lifts the covers and climbs into the bed with me on it.

"Are you still cold? You have been shivering all morning. I will warm you up."

She wraps her arms around my waist and embraces me. I could feel her tail gently wrap around my thighs.

"This is nice. Now I don't feel so cold" I tell her.

She slowly forks her hand through my thick black hair, running her fingers through my scalp. It is relaxing.

"You'll get better soon" She warmly smiles at me. Her big blue eyes are comforting to look at. We snuggle and fall asleep together.

xxxx

We both wake up at twilight. She places the thermometer in my mouth again and she then takes the reading. "It's 38 degrees. That's good because you were at 41 degrees this morning. I read that the normal human body temperature is supposed to be around 37 degrees celsius."

I lean in and my arms circle her neck. I plant a kiss on her lips. "Thank you for everything you did for me today."

She lightly blushes. "You already thanked me and besides I'm not taking care of you for thanks. Seeing you get back healthy is the best 'thank-you' to me."

To be continued in Part 2