Chapter 3

I was so glad and relieved when they left. I was beginning to feel sore from Momiji bouncing on me. Not to mention Shigure and Ayame were giving me a headache. When they're by themselves I can handle, but when they're together, they're horrible, and just plain unbearable.

I was also very hungry. I had nothing to eat since last night's supper. With a sigh I got up.

"Where are you going?!" Ayame demanded, "I thought I told you to say put! You're a terrible patient. No wonder you're not getting any better. One would expect a doctor to know how to listen to his nurse's orders, but nooo-"

"I'm hungry," I stated.

"I'll make you something. Have no worry, you just sit here and wait to be served on, Tori-san," he said.

The thought of eating his food make me nausea. I can just see it, him catching fishes from the pond we got outside and boiling it without gutting or unscaling it first. And I got to eat it, 'Gross.'

"No, I can make-"

POOF!

I've just been turned into a seahorse due to my weaken state.

He picked me up and grinned quite slyly, "Hahaha, now you're helpless and completely within my power. Muwahahaha…"

I tried to squirt water out at his face but failed miserably. Instead it looked like I was foaming or blowing little bubbles.

Ayame cooed, "Awwww, how kawaiiiiiiiii…."

'Cute? He thinks I'm cute?! That this is cute?!'

"Now that you're completely within my control, what shall I do to you first Tori-kun?" he asked with a grin.

I was sweating profusely now, partially because I was frightened about the stupid, idiot plan he has in store for me and partly because I was feeling hot from the fever, "You better not do anything stupid."

He laughed, "Now, you don't have to worry about that. I never did anything stupid, my entire life. Reason being I put such thought into my action, Tori-san. Don't worry."

'You put no thought into any of your actions,' I thought.

He laid me onto the pillow and used the corner of the sheet to wipe the water I gurgled out. Then he proceed to cover me my body with the sheet and said with a smile, "Maybe now you'll listen to me and stay put. Ooooh, I just remembered something. Be right back. Wait for me! Like you can go anywhere. Hahaha."

He ran off.

It sucks being turned into a seahorse because it leaves me small and immobile.

Ayame ran back in and placed a tiny ice cube on my forehead, "There, that should cool down your fever. Now stay put and rest, while I go make you…well, an afternoon snack. But since you're in seahorse form, you can only drink liquid. And you'll probably drink very little. So a small serving. What to make for you? Hm…"

.

I fallen asleep during the wait and when I woke up, I found a grinning Ayame towering over me and couldn't help but let out a startled cry, "Argh! Don't scare me, like that."

"Gomen. I didn't mean to scare you, Tori-san. How did I scare you anyways? I was just watching over you. But I'll let that comment slide, because you're Tori-san. Ooooh, I made you chicken noodle soup."

"…"

He smiled, "Don't worry. I used can soup this time. So it should be normal. But I did add a secret Ayame ingredient."

"What?" I asked.

"Well, if I told you it wouldn't be a secret now would it?" he said and took a tiny eyedropper and put it over my mouth, "try. I was going to let you suck it yourself with a tiny straw but it was difficult finding a straw tiny enough to fit into your mouth and a big one would be difficult to suck, so I decided to feed you. Now say 'Aaaah'."

'I'm not a baby, and what is that secret ingredient?' I wondered.

"Tori-san…say 'Aaaah'," he whined.

I opened my mouth, I hated it when he used his whiny voice because it bugs me and I would do anything to stop him from whining.

He squeezed three drops into my mouth, "So? What do you think? Good? I had to do it 4 times before I got it correct. Why does it have to be so sticky? Who would've guessed that you had to add an extra can of water into the booth or that you have to stir it continuously."

'Everyone,' I thought.

"So, so what do you think?"

"It taste weird. Why is it sweet and sticky?"

"Because I added honey!" he declared sounding extremely proud of himself, "I heard honey's good for the sick. So I added a can full!"

'He's unbelievable.'

"Tori-san, have another eyedropperful," he said grinning and holding the eyedropper above my mouth.

I wanted to tell him: make something normal, get me milk to drink instead, this is odd I refuse to drink it, you're odd. But instead I obliged and opened my mouth for another eyedropperful of that sweet, sticky, odd tasting, chicken noodle soup he put so much effort into making.

~TBC