I was relieved to find out Deidara would be released from the hospital quite quickly, and now I was watching him from my spot in the bed. His light fever had returned and he kept coughing every now and then. His throat was sore, but they said that was to be expected. It had to be the middle of the night when he turned to look at me.

"Danna." His voice was hoarse and it made me wince to hear it, but he seemed happy to have made a sound and cuddled closer towards me. He looked at me and I realized he wanted something.

"What is it brat?"

"Un." He said simply, and I glared, until he tried to get out of bed.

"What are you doing?" I hissed as he stood, only to flop back on the bed.

"Un." He said pointing at the bathroom.

"You have to go?" He shook his head pointing again.

"Brat the only other thing I there is the shower."

He nodded.

"You want to take a shower?"

He nodded once more.

"Brat you've got a fever, you don't need a wet head to make it worse for you!" I scolded, but once again he tried to stand.

"Please?"

What is it about the hoarse voice of your lover that makes you melt?

I sighed picking him up bridal style and carrying him to the bathroom. I ran the water and began to help him take off his clothes, then began to remove my own. He started to speak when I shushed him.

"Now what kind of boyfriend would I be if you fell?" He blushed in remembrance of him saying those exact words to me. After testing the water to make sure it was nice and warm I helped him in. Easily I could see he couldn't do this as he nearly stumbled.

"Here." I said calmly, taking his arms and wrapping them around me. Deidara looked up at me realizing his head was against my chest.

"Now you relax and I'll get you cleaned up." He smiled placing all of his weight on me. I smiled starting with his hair. I was planning on a quick shampoo, no conditioner. I kept him under the hot water the entire time letting the warmth cover him constantly. Soon I was washing him, covering him in a layer of bubbles. He looked up at me with such a serene smiled and closed his eyes.

I smiled back, until I discovered he'd been making a ball out of soap bubbles and smashed it in my face. I glared at him as the bubbles dripped from my face.

"Alright that's enough shower time for you." I scolded turning off the water after making sure he was all cleaned off. He sighed with contentment as I pulled him out of the shower and began drying him off, his blonde hair never leaving my chest.

"Un." He said happily as I picked him up bridal style once more taking him back to the bed. Soon he was dressed and I was behind him towel drying his hair.

"Thanks Danna." I smiled, grabbing the Gatorade from the table next to the bed and placing it in his hands. He made a disgusted face.

"Come on brat, if you don't drink that you'll get even sicker." I warned, the doctors had told the staff that Deidara would be a bit dehydrated and to drink as much fluid as possible which is why I'd been filling him with Gatorade to get him back on his feet. He on the other hand thought it was too sickly sweet and hated drinking it. Soon he was relaxing against me drinking the Gatorade quietly. He pushed the bottle towards me and nuzzled my chest. I took the bottle and placed it back on the table and he climbed on top of me, yawning contently.

"You spoiled brat." Deidara smirked and curled into a little ball, soon his soft snores were heard. I sighed closing my eyes, when something wet his my shoulders, yes both of them. I loked only to see his hand mouths were…. Drooling. I sighed, putting up with it for one night, I mean how bad could it get?

The answer?

Really bad.

I woke up to most of my shirt soaking wet from their drool, and Deidara was even drooling a bit, which would have been disgusting if he didn't look so ukeish and cute doing so. And to make it even better he was snoring lightly, I so wish I had a video camera or something. Suddenly he twitched and sleepily opened his eyes.

"Having fun?" I asked, he looked, then seemed to realize he was on something wet.

"Ew Danna what the hell un! Did you have a wet dream or something un!"

As happy as I was to hear his voice had returned an accusation like that, well I didn't take too lightly.

I chuckled, then took a piece of his hair in my fingers, "Brat why would I dream when I could easily have the real thing?"

"Cause you're a pervert un?"

"Says the guy who dressed like a stripper for my birthday."

"Unnnn." Said Deidara annoyed as he sprawled out on my chest, then leaned forward and gave me the tiniest lick on my nose. I smiled, ruffling his hair.

"Great more brat spit."

"It's love spit un." He said snuggling against me, ignoring the wet feel of my T-shirt. I handed him the Gatorade, only to make him groan.

"Do I un?"

"You probably lost any liquid from all that drool." I said teasingly. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when the red liquid was poured over my head. I glared.

"You match your hair un." I glared.

"Brat."

"Un?"

"I'll give you a three minute head start."