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Rainy Day Weekend: Hot and Cold Fever

I woke up sometime later to find Yugi sitting at his desk and the rain continuing its onslaught outside. I took great pleasure in just watching him work, so diligently that he hadn't noticed I was awake; it was a moment of pure bliss. But like all moments of pure bliss it was rudely interrupted.

"HACHOO!"

"Gesundheit"

"HACHOO!"

"Gesundheit again"

"HACHOO!"

"And again"

"Kibb be"

"What did you say, Yami?"

:I said kill me take the pillow and smother me with it. I can't breathe anyway they'll list the cause of death as natural and death is a far better option then this.:

:Come on, Yami, it isn't that bad.:

:Yes it is.:

:You really don't take being sick very well do you?:

:It's that obvious huh?:

:Just a bit.: He came over putting his to hand to my forehead again.

"You're still very warm."

"How warm is very warm?"

"Warm enough that and I would like to check exactly how much with the thermometer."

"What is a thermometer?"

"This" he said picking a little stick with a screen on it. "It shows your body temperature just place it under your tongue and don't take it out until I say so."

I did as he said and watched the number on the screen climb higher and higher until it stopped at 40.7degrees Celsius.

"Well it isn't dangerously high but its high enough that you should keep resting."

"I would but right now I can't sleep."

"In that case can I get you something?"

"No I'b fine, Yugi"

"Yami, you are anything but fine now come on what can I do for you?"

Kiss me until my mouth is numb. I wanted to say but instead all I said was "Yugi, I really am okay you shouldn't spend the entire day worrying about be."

"Yami, last time I checked this was a partnership meaning you help me and I help you or if you'd rather we could role play. You are the great pharaoh and I am the simple little slave whose job it is to cater to your ever whim. Now what do you want?"

"Juice is fine," I finally conceded sniffling slightly.

"Your wish is my command oh congested one."

If he didn't look so cute bowing to me as he said that I would have glared at him. As he went downstairs I began hunting for the now half empty box of tissues, and by the time he came back it was totally empty.

"Yugi, do we have anymore tissues?"

"I figured you would need more so I brought the box from downstairs with me."

"Thank you," I said taking the box and the glass.

No sooner had I finished the juice when he ran back down to the kitchen bringing back the whole pitcher and refilled the glass.

"Thank you"

"Quit thanking me for everything, Yami, or those are going to be the only two words out of your mouth until you start feeling better."

And that basically became the routine for the rest of the day; he was there to offer me anything at a moment's notice even if I didn't ask for it. I enjoyed his company and I was disappointed when the congestion finally cleared up enough to allow me to fall asleep.

(Yugi)

I lay half-asleep on the bed my mind preoccupied with Yami. It was so strange for me to be in this situation with him as the charge and me as the caretaker. In spite of what I had told him earlier our partnership has always tended to be somewhat one-sided in that he protected me, gave me confidence and courage and advice and I had never really done anything to repay him for that. I never seemed to have to, he always struck me as the perfect guy, he always knew what to say and what to do and how to look. I had this image of him as completely flawless, a God like ideal and it scared me a bit to have that imaged shattered by him becoming the perfect portrait of misery from a simple cold.

I was brought back to reality as said portrait of misery started shivering violently. Lighting lit up the room as I looked over at him, his bangs were stuck to his forehead from sweat and his face was flushed an even darker red then before. I immediately knew his fever had spiked, even without touching him I could feel the heat radiating off of him. The storm must have knocked the power out, just great. I went to the bathroom running cold water over a towel I got back to Yami running the towel across his face and neck trying bring his fever down while desperately trying to contact him the mind link.

:Yami! Yami! Yami, please wake up you have to wake up!:

(Yami)

I lay on the hot desert sand as it scathed my body. The sun shone in full blaze down on me intensifying the heat of the air. It was stifling I couldn't breath and I couldn't yell for help, my throat swollen shut from thirst. Yet as a lay there feeling like I was burning to death someone seemed to shimmer in front of me. I squinted at the person and slowly began to make out who it was. Yugi? It was him he reached out to me his touch felt like cool water running across my cheek. I saw him saying something to me; I strained my ears to figure out what it was.

"Wake up, Yami, wake up" I heard him say faintly

Aren't I already awake?

"Come on, Yami, wake up!" He said it louder this time.

But I am awake

"Yami, please WAKE UP!"

I jerked awake finding myself covered in a cold sweat and Yugi straddling me his eyes brimming with unshed tears.

"W-what happened?"

"Your fever spiked and it just broke a little while ago. Yami, don't scare me like that. "

"I'b sorry"

"No, don't be sorry I just was scared that's all. I'm not use to seeing you like this."

"Well if it makes you feel any better I'd don't like being this way," I said gently placing my hand over his which seemed to make him relax.

"I know you don't, Yami, and we should get you cleaned up unless you want to get any worse, can you walk?"

I tried only to become reacquainted with the floor.

"Well that answers my question."

"I would be able to walk, Yugi, if people would stop leaning the room on me."

I ended up leaning against Yugi until we reached the bathroom and I used the sink for support as he started running the water.

"All right, Yami, take off your clothes and get over here."

"What!?"

"Oh come on, Yami, you don't have anything I don't have now get undressed and get in."

I slowly took off my shirt looking anywhere but at Yugi. I shivered at the sudden rush of cold air against my upper body.

"HACHOO!"

"Gesundheit"

"Thagk you"

"What did I say about thanking me, Yami?"

:I take it back.:

Somehow I managed to finish getting undressed and get into the water without turning beat red. Though I lost the last shred of my dignity as Yugi starting running his fingers through my hair and rubbing water all over my body with his other hand. I moaned softly and let my head fall into his chest as the movement of his hands loosened the mass of knots my body had twisted it's self into trying to fight my illness.

:Is this okay, Yami?:

:It's wonderful, Yugi, it is just perfect.:

Afterwards he dried me off and handed me my clothes which he had taking the liberty of running through the dryer. The walk back was slow but not tedious because I got to be close to Yugi even if it was out of necessity rather then the fact that he reciprocated my feelings. As we made it back to the room I was overcome by a sudden intense spell of dizziness, Yugi grabbed me before I met the floor yet again. I breathed deeply waiting for the dizziness to pass my forehead pressed against his. Our eyes locked, I stood up he tilted his head up to look at me his arms wrapped around my waist. Lost in feelings of sickness and passion I titled my head down to him, he didn't pull back, I moved closer and..

"AHCHOO! AHCHOO! AHCHOO!" The sneezing fit came on so quickly I barely had time to turn my head away. However it was enough time that Yugi broke out of his trance and stepped back from me.

"You really should be back in bed."

I just nodded my head not even daring to look at him.

Stupid! Lousy! Rotten! Cold I was that close! I groaned dejectedly into the pillow. Yugi squeezed my shoulder in sympathy.

:I know you're tired of hearing this from me but having a cold is not the end of the world.:

:I know, Yugi, it just feels like it.:

(End chapter 3)