A/N: A bit of fluff, so enjoy!

After sneezing for more than a minute straight, and nearly banging his head into his knee several times, Ryou knew that he was undeniably sick. Even the Spirit, who never even bothered Ryou outside of anything involved with the Millennium Items, came out and demanded that Ryou do something before he died from tuberculosis or something. Ryou didn't bother to let the spirit know that tuberculosis was nearly eradicated in Japan. It was probably just a cold.

He sneezed again, and sighed, feeling the Spirit's frustration, and, even though it never said anything, Ryou had a feeling the Spirit would take over Ryou's body and go to the doctor itself if he didn't. Slipping his arms through the sleeves, Ryou hurried out the apartment door. Better safe than sorry.