Zidane sat on the top bunk as he watches Baku check Blank over. When Baku got to the cut Zidane had seen when Blank had come back, he got a little paler himself.
"What made this cut?" Baku sounded concerned and this worried Zidane.
"It was an Elikas." Zidane had never heard about that one but he figured it wasn't good.
"How long ago did you get it?" Baku kept asking Blank questions and Zidane sat on his bed and wrung his tail.
"About two weeks ago." Blank started sounding more tired by the second. Baku's eyes widened and he looked not mad, but very concerned.
"Two weeks ago!?" Blank nodded and Baku shook his head, "Blank I wish you would have told me sooner. The Elikas has poison in their thorns. We have a potion for it but, I think it may be too late." Zidane jumped from the bed and was ready to run to the medicine quarters.
"Where is it I can find it! It's not to late!" Baku shook his head sadly at Zidane and this upset Zidane. "Just tell me where it is!"
"Behind the Ethers" Zidane was off like a shot and was back as soon as he had found it. Baku poured the potion on the cut and watched as it sizzled. Blank screamed in pain and Zidane looked horrified. He had never heard his friend scream with so much pain. It chilled Zidane to the bone to hear his friends screams and know there was nothing he could do.
"Well that wasn't a good sign." Baku said. Zidane looked shocked that his friend's screaming in agonizing pain was a good sign! Baku laughed at Zidane's shocked expression and began to explain. "See when the cut sizzles like that it means that much of the poison has gone to the bloodstream. It still didn't sizzle that much though. There is a high risk of Blank dieing. Also there is a slim chance he might make it. Don't get your hopes up, either one of you." That was thing about Baku. No matter how bad things were he would lay it right on the table.
Blank nodded but Zidane just stood there shocked. Baku left shutting the door behind him. Blank looked over to Zidane and noticed that he was shaking and clutching his tail tightly.
"Zidane, come 'ere" Zidane looked back at Blank trying to hold in his tears. Blank outstretched his arms and Zidane slowly walked over to him his head hung low. When Zidane reached Blank, Blank tilted Zidane's chin up so they were looking eye to eye. "It's okay, I'm not planning on leaving you alone here. Who know what trouble you might cause." Blank offered a smile and Zidane latched onto him crying for all he was worth.
"Blank, I don't want you to go!" Zidane managed to choke out between sobs. "Please! You can't go! Please!" Blank didn't say anything to Zidane's pleas only held him close. Zidane didn't know what he would do if he ever lost Blank. He was his best friend, he was his brother, he was, Zidane suddenly felt something weird and knew at that instant that was in love with Blank.
"Blank, I-I, I need to tell you something." Zidane pulled back from the hug a little bit and looked up at Blanks face. Blank's leather strap had been removed so that Baku could dab at his head with a wet cloth and now Zidane could see his hazel brown eyes, which were usually hidden by the leather strap, and Zidane's breath caught in his throat. "Blank, I-I love you." Blank looked surprised and Zidane felt his face burn and his whole body enveloped in fear.
"Zidane, I- I thought you loved Queen Garnet?" It was more of a statement than a question and Blank looked hurt.
"I thought I did to, but I realized while you were gone that she was just some skirt. I mean I liked her but I realized that what I feel for you is like nothing else. It- It's hard to explain but I know that I love you!" Zidane looked away afraid that Blank would be disgusted with him, or possibly hit him. He felt a hand under his chin and soon found himself looking into those brown eyes again. He didn't see disgust or anything like that written on Blanks features. He saw something else, something completely different but there was no time to think on it as he felt a pair of strong lips against his own. Zidane put his arms around Blanks neck and felt Blanks arms circle his waist. He then felt something warm and wet run along his lips and he opened his mouth and let it enter. Blank's and his tounge wrestled for dominance but this wasn't a winning battle. Zidane felt himself running out of air but he didn't want this kiss to end. He slowly felt Blank pull back and both boys were panting and out of breath, but both were extremely happy.
Blank lay back on the bottem bunk and motioned for Zidane to join him. Zidane happily obliged. He curled up into Blanks warmth and it felt as if he were melting into him. Blank and Zidane spooned all night as they both slept happily.
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Zidane stretched lazily as he felt the warm body still laying next to him. Though the body was warm, it was shaking. Zidane sat up in the bed and looked over at Blank. His face was a mask of pain and he was shaking uncontrollably. Zidane shook him lightly but nothing seemed to wake him up.
"Blank?" Zidane started to worry when Blank suddenly stopped moving. "Blank, wake up. Come on wake up. Blank?" Tears started running down Zidane's face as he shook his friend.
"Blank. Wake up! Come on Wake up! Blank please wake up! Come on open your eyes!"
The tears started coming faster now and Zidane was so scared.
"BLANK!!"
