Wow look at all the reviews I feel so loved, thank you. As a gift everybody gets another chapter with our cute as can be when he is sick Yami and his light, who is going to make up for his jerk like behaviour in the last chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu gi oh; rejoice because I wreak enough havoc in fandom alone.
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Rainy Day Weekend: TLC
I got to the theatre just ahead of my friends still fuming about Yami.
"Hey there, Yugi"
"Hey, what's up guys?"
"We could ask you the same question, is something wrong?" Téa asked.
"Nothing important"
"Oh come on buddy we're your friends if you can't tell us who can you tell?" Joey prompted.
"Well its just I had this friend I wanted you guys to meet today but he backed out at the last minute."
"Is that all? Well don't worry about it we can meet him some other time, now come on this is going to be fun I hear they've got new seasonings for the popcorn."
With that we went in but try as I might I just could not enjoy myself, all I could think about was the empty sit beside me and how Yami should have been sitting there. I don't understand why he wouldn't come. Surely he couldn't be that concerned about the way his hair looked. Maybe he doesn't really like my friends; maybe he is just really lazy. I just don't get it!
Afterwards the gang wanted to go to the arcade so they headed off while I was still lost in my own thoughts. My dull mood did not go unnoticed.
"Yugi, if you're that bummed out because this guy bailed on you today why not just tell him how you feel? I mean maybe he had a good reason for not being here."
"Thanks, Tristan, I'll do that, see you later guys," I said and started back home. Maybe Tristan is right and I was too hasty with Yami this morning. After all he did say he was tired after carrying all those boxes, I'll talk to him and maybe then I can figure out why his end of the link is so hazy. I came into the shop to find it exactly as I'd left it and no sign of Yami anywhere. He can't still be in bed can he?
"Yami?" I called; no answer.
I went up to my room and found him sprawled across the bed.
"Yami, it is one in the afternoon what are you still doing in bed?"
"Dying"
"Yami, this is not funny now will you get up I want to talk to you about why you didn't come with me today."
"Yugi, can we not talk about this now?" He asked sitting up and letting his head fall on to his knee.
"No, Yami, I want to."
"Please, Yugi, I don't-cough-I don't feel well."
He lifted his head up to see me and I felt my anger instantly melt away as I looked at him. His usually sharp crimson eyes were glassy; his skin was paler then normal save his cheeks and nose which were bright red. I heard the hoarseness in his voice and saw how he still kept his head partial on his knee as if it were painful to move it too much.
"What is it, Yami?" I asked sitting down beside him on the bed, my tone of voice showing my concern.
"I think-no scratch that, I know I've come down with a really bad cold. My entire body aches, my throat is killing me, I am totally worn out but I can't sleep because I can't go more then five minutes without coughing or sn..sn... HACHOO! sneezing."
I placed my hand on his forehead checking for the one symptom he didn't mention and my eyes went wide as my suspicion was confirmed.
"Yami, you're burning up!"
"No I'm not, Yugi, I'm freezing," his body seeming to enhance his statement as he shivered.
Without a second thought I pulled him into me allowing his head to rest on my shoulder as I ran my hands across his back trying to warm him up.
(Yami)
I felt so comfortable in his arms and at any other time I would have melted at this contact, but my cold in a never ending mission to make me wish I were dead made my nose start acting up again.
"AH-AHCHOO! HACHOO! HA-HA-HACHOO!"
I pulled out from the embrace grabbing tissues and apologized to Yugi, "Yugi, I'b sorry," I mumbled as I buried my face in the tissues.
"No don't apologize, Yami, you can't help it, besides I'm the one who should be apologizing to you."
"What? Why?" I asked as I threw the tissues to the far side of the room where they hit the side of the waste basket and fell to the floor. It was one of my better shots the majority having missed the basket entirely and landing several feet away.
"Because I have spent this entire morning mad at you for not coming with me and coming up with ridiculous ideas for why you didn't join me, and believe me, Yami, I thought of some downright stupid scenarios but never not once did it ever occur to me that you might be sick. And it really should have, after all you spent almost two hours carrying heavy boxes around in the rain in just a T-shirt. I really should have given you my jacket it may have been too small but its better then nothing. I'm sorry I'm really sorry for everything."
"It's all right, Yugi, it's not your fault, these things happen."
"I'm still sorry"
"Then I forgive you, Yugi, so how was the movie?"
"Oh I don't want to talk about it you wouldn't find it that interesting."
"Yugi, the only activity I have engaged in today besides sneezing, coughing and blowing my nose is to count the raindrops as they hit the roof at this point if you talked about paint drying I would be interested."
"Well I didn't really watch the movie so I don't what it was about. So I guess the highlight of the day was when Joey started throwing his popcorn at the screen when the villain showed up showering the rows in front of us with popcorn kernels."
I choked back laughter at that which I instantly regretted as it turned in to a harsh coughing fit.
"Yami, that cough sounds awful I'll get something to help."
:Yugi, you don't have to.:
:I know but I want to.:
He came back about five minutes later carrying about ten different items in his arms.
"Yugi, what is all this stuff?"
"Survival kit," he answered picking a container from the pile.
"Yugi, what is that for?"
"Your cough"
"You want me to eat it?"
He laughed, "no silly I you want to wear it."
He undid the top buttons of my shirt and slowly rubbed the cream across my chest and throat. At that moment I was very glad I had a fever because it hid my intense blush from having Yugi touch me like that.
"Now, Yami, which medicine do you want? The one that tastes like shoe polish or the one that tastes like oil sludge?"
"Which ever one will cure me."
"That won't narrow the choices, Yami, this medicine only helps your symptoms it won't make the cold go away."
"You mean to tell me that this society that you live in can put century's worth of information into a microchip the size of a piece of cereal but can't cure the common-common-AHCHOO! cold?"
"Gesundheit and no we cannot all experts agree there is no cure for the common cold."
"And you call yourselves civilized."
"Yes we do, Yami, now which one do you want?"
"Do I have to?"
"Do you want to get better?"
"Fine I'll take the shoe polish."
"Grape it is."
(Three minutes of sputtering and choking later)
"Oh Ra, Yugi, that was disgusting."
"I'm surprised you still have the ability to taste being so sick."
"Well I don't after taking that stuff," I shot back as he pulled the covers back over top of me.
"You know, Yugi, you shouldn't be around me so much I'm probably contagious."
"Don't care"
"And there must be twenty other things you would rather be doing."
"Correction" He said tucking in another blanket around me. "There are twenty other things I could be doing there is nothing else I'd rather be doing."
I smiled at that as he placed a cold cloth on my forehead.
"Thank you, Yugi"
"Hey you would do the same thing in my place now try and get some sleep."
He'd barely finished as my eyelids began to drift closed and within ten minutes I was out like a light.
(End chapter 2)
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