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Leon reclined himself on her couch. She smiled at how relaxed he was at her place.

"Make yourself at home," she needlessly stated, "I just need to reheat our lunch."

The back of his head laid on the armrest. For some reason, he felt tired today. Training wasn't difficult; they just had to iron out some details and they should be fine for the run-through.

His eyes closed. He could hear the microwave going and Sora filling something up with water.

The metal clank had him cracking an eye open. 'Tea kettle.'

Some green tea sounded good.

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Sora pulled out two mugs for the tea.

"I made some more tuna hand rolls. Did you want me to take them out too?"

She shuffled over to the pantry to take out her tea tin. The microwave sounded off; she put the tin down near the mugs and took out the ready plate of food. When she still didn't hear a response, she looked over.

Leon's face was turned away from her, but she was assuming his eyes were closed.

'Did he fall asleep?'

Sora turned the stove off and moved the kettle to a cool burner.

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A soft, cool hand touched the side of his face.

"You're burning up," Sora quietly stated.

Tired grey eyes opened. He lazily watched as she brushed his hair back.

"Do you need some water?" Her hand moved away. "Or maybe a cold compress?"

He blinked at her retreating form.

His eyes closed again as she went to grab the stuff she mentioned.

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She placed the now empty cup of water onto the coffee table.

The Advil was next to it.

Her hand flipped over the damp hand towel to let the cooler side rest on his forehead.

"The medicine should kick in sometime."

He opened an eye to look at her. She giggled at the image he made.

Her blanket with flower patterns covered over half of him; he didn't want to be completely under it. She brought her comfy pillow over for his head to rest on. Thankfully, the pillow cover wasn't one of her more girly ones.

Though, seeing him resting on cartoony ladybugs was almost too much for her.

"I didn't think I'd live to see the day when you got sick," she teased when the eye stayed open.

The eye rolled at her and then closed. "You've wondered how I'd be when I'm sick?"

That was a new one for him to hear.

From the more vocal fans, he's heard of more…colorful imaginings and not just from this country, which is why he liked to keep the meet and greets to a minimum and for a very short amount of time.

He heard her laugh. "Don't worry; I won't tell what I've seen."

He felt the couch move as she got up. Her fingers grazed his cheek.

"Rest for a while. I'll make some soup."

"With stars?" he wirily asked. Both eyes opened to see her reaction.

Her eyes twinkled; her big grin made a small smile appear on his face.

"Perhaps," she stated, and then whirled around to the food cabinet again.

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AN: Ok, "one of them sick" scenario's been bouncing around my head for a while. I thought now was a good time to do it.