Slash's face was turned away from Serge and it seemed like he had collapsed in the middle of changing since he only had his sleep pants on.
No…Serge swallowed and walked over to Slash. Kid had still not caught up with him so he was now alone. "Slash," Serge shook his bare shoulder slightly, "Get up! Slash!"
Slash drew his thin eyebrows together. "Mmmph…." was the only reply bestowed upon Serge, but it was enough.
"Thank the gods!" Serge hugged him, "I'm sorry I just left!"
"It's probably better you weren't here," Slash feebly returned the hug.
"You're burning up! What happened!?"
Slash gestured to an empty cup sitting beside his bed, "Thought it was tea…" He grimaced and fell back on the bed, breathing hard.
Serge looked at him in disbelief, "Someone tried to poison you?"
"What's the matter mate?" Kid entered the room and looked around, "Somethin' really happen?"
Someone tried to poison Slash." Serge quickly put Slash's sweater on him, "We need to get out of here."
"Magical Dreamers…" Slash began to cough.
"Isn't that yer band?" Kid asked.
Serge straightened, "I think he's saying we should head to the tour boat for help."
"Oh, I get it." Kid grinned.
"I'll try to walk…" Slash struggled to sit again.
"If ya think yer up to it, mate. Mebbe you should lean on Serge here for support."
"Is that ok…Serge?" Slash gave him a questioning glance.
Serge swallowed again. He still thinks I'm mad…Guess the hug didn't help…
"Of course it's OK!" Serge said with a shrug even as his heart pounded, "Here." He wrapped an arm around Slash's small waist and pulled one of his arms over his shoulder.
"I'm glad…" Slash breathed in his ear as he allowed himself to be lifted.
Serge colored slightly, "You're really light…"
"C'mon!" Kid yelled from the lobby, "There's still not too any people out and with out all that fancy make-up you can barely tell it's you unless yer lookin' real close!"
"Go as fast as you can…" Serge whispered going as fast as he could without dropping Slash.
"I will…" Slash coughed weakly and twisted his hand into Serge's hair, tickling the back of his neck, "This isn't terribly bothersome, I hope?"
"N-not particularly," Serge replied. No way in hell I'm telling him what a turn-on this is…
The three made their way as quickly as possible to the Magical Dreamers' boat.
"Well, we're here and only five or so people looked at us!" Kid grinned triumphantly, "I'll go find someone and let them know that Slash is back and we need a little help."
"Can I sit down now?" Slash asked, his breathing labored.
Serge tightened his grip, "Just a minute or so! Then you can lay down!"
"But I'm so…tired…now…"
"Slash! Slash!?" Serge shouted at the boy who had just gone limp in his arms.
"Serge! Kid! He's awake!" Miki' soprano voice rang out in Slash's slowly clearing mind.
"Ya had me worried mate!" His eyes focused to find Kid leaning over him, "but I think ya worried Serge here most of all."
Serge stepped up, "Are you ok?!"
"It feels like someone kicked me in the head." Slash swallowed and pulled the blanket up to cover his face.
Miki put her hands on her hips, "Now that he's awake, why don't you explain what happened?"
"I dunno…" Kid scratched her head, " Ya'll have to ask Serge."
Miki turned an expectant face in his direction.
"W-well," Serge stammered, not knowing where to start, "Kid was already gone and then I left the inn to go eat and when I got there Kid chewed me out for leaving him alone, say he might have been captured or hurt or-" Serge blinked back the sudden burning in his eyes…or dead? he shook his head to erase the thought, "Anyway, I got back to the inn first and found Slash lying on the bed unconscious."
"'Got back first?'" Kid chimed in, "I thought ya musta flown for how for how fast ya went!"
Serge pretended to cough, "I just thought that if anything happened to him it would be my fault…that's all."
Kid smirked and Serge glanced away, "He said someone poisoned him," Serge finished hastily, "He said a maid brought in a cup of what they thought was tea."
"You mean to tell me you just up and downed a cup of what you just thought was tea!?" Miki yelled in Slash's direction, "What made you act so careless?"
Slash slid the blanket down far enough for everyone to see his fever-bright eyes "The morning got off to a bad start." He whispered meekly.
"Bad start! I'll give you a bad start!" Miki advanced on the bed and Slash yanked the blanket back over his head.
"Now now," Kid jumped in front of the dancer, "Don't go and make 'em puke. Ya can beat him up after he's better, ok? In the meantime why don't we go figure out a way ta keep this all clear with the public. I'm sure they'll find out sooner or later."
Miki lowered her fists, "Good idea. Slash! I'm going to kick the crap out of you when you're better!"
Slash poked a hand out from under the cover and waved it at Miki, letting her know that he had heard her threat. Miki smiled and headed out the door Kid turned to follow and Serge came up beside her.
"Where are you goin' mate?" Kid gave him a questioning glance.
Serge blinked in surprise, "With you. To plan."
"Naw, Naw! Ya don't get it!" Kid gave him a gentle push in Slash's direction, "Yer going ta stay here and comfort him. Besides, you know more about the poisonen' than me so ya need to gather all the details."
"O-ok…" Serge stammered, Kid gave him a wink before pulling the door shut.