Author's note ~ This is actually an idea that cropped up during the last episode, but I didn't feel like writing it then.
331c) Fever
Genre: Angst
Main Characters: Toshiro, fake Momos and fake Toshiro
Rating: K+
Glancing around the world of ice, Toshiro's teal eyes took in the place with dismay. Holes burned through the snowing field. From these holes, hot steam poured up, helping to scar the land. He reached his hand up and rubbed his forehead. "Hyorinmaru?"
The dragon was nowhere in sight, but he heard someone calling his name. Turning, he saw a bright light and he blinked a couple of times. Opening them, he saw a stone ceiling above him. His entire body ached and he didn't feel he could move. He let out a groan and moved his limbs, realizing rather quickly he didn't have the energy to stand up.
Suddenly two faces popped in above him. "Shiro-chan?" Toshiro let out a choking sound upon seeing the two Momo clones in front of him. "We were told we could do whatever we want with you."
One of the Momo copies dipped her fingers into a bowl of water and then placed it onto his forehead. "You have a fever."
"If we keep you here, you won't ever get hurt again." The second Momo piped up.
At that, Toshiro let out a groan and turned his head towards where the bars were. Blinking a couple of times as his vision blurred back up, he saw himself. Two teal eyes glared at him with anger and a great deal of jealousy. The small male spoke up and began to walk away. "Who would want to be someones pet for the rest of their lives."
