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After changing into some shorts and a tank top, Jim was comfortable and it was nine o' clock, late at night, by now. And everyone knows that you feel sicker when the nights goes on. It was obvious for his aniki. Gene could barely sit up and Jim had to let him lay down with Jim laying at the head of the couch. What was he going to do with him? Jim couldn't take care of him if this got much worse, which it was going in that direction, unfortunately it was. Should he call a doctor? An ambulance? It seemed to be more than a common cold. A lot worse than anything Jim had ever seen. He hated to see Gene like this. He was used to have Gene up and around. Gene would be out partying by this time. He could be missing the all drink special or something. But somehow Jim guessed that he wasn't so worried about drinking as getting over this right now. Even after this Jim knew that he would be a little woozy. Like a hang over. Which Gene could handle greatly since he had so many of them in the past.

He looked at Gene who had his eyes closed, but still awake. Gene's stomach was churning again like he was going to throw up again.

"Jim...move....." warned Gene.

Jim jumped back and brought out the bucket, letting him do that, while he faced the other way. "You done yet?"

"Yeah...*cough*" replied the outlaw. Jim threw that in the garbage. "Jim? C-Could you get another blanket for me?"

"You're still cold?" asked Jim as he got another one from Gene's room. "You already have three blankets! I would be steaming."

"Just give it to me. Okay?"

He put it on Gene and asked "Should I call a doctor?"

"No!"

"Thou does protest to much. What's the matter? Afraid of doctors, aniki?" his partner asked sweetly.

"Shutup!" He sneezed on Jim.

Jim's eyebrow twitched in anger. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?!" He started stretching Gene's face. "You're going to make me sick, you stupid idiot! They say that only sickness can cure stupidity!"

"OW! Stop that!" Gene shouted and Jim stopped. He rubbed his cheeks with shaking hands. "And it's death, FYI"

The young eight year old crossed his arms. What was he going to do with aniki now?

"I'm guessing you're not hungry."

"I am."

"Figures. Late at night you're hungry. What do you want?" asked blondy.

"A good old massage from a hot girl in skimpy clothing. That sounds nice...." Gene said, just thinking about it made him drool.

Jim shook his head. "I mean food."

"Isn't that food?"

"Aniki!"

"C-Calm down *ACHOO!*," Gene had to use a tissue and threw it in the bag with all the other used tissues. "How about just some scrambled eggs. That's not as good as the hot chick but I-I *ACHOO!* can *sniff* take it."

While making the eggs, Gene fell asleep. He finally did. It was surprising that he even stayed up this long. Especially being sick. But...that was aniki. Jim got it on two plates, so they could both eat, and woke up Gene to give it to him. Gene sniffled, yawned, and took it. He felt like he was hungry even though he knew that he would probably definitely be getting sick after words.

"So? What do you think that you have?" asked Jim, eating a bite.

Gene said "Flu most likely."

"I think that we should get a doctor over here to take a look at you. That would be the best thing to do."

"I hate doctors. And one ain't coming into my house either. I'll be fine, you'll see. It's strange though because I've never been sick one day in my whole entire life."

Jim said "Don't care what you say, you need a doctor."

"No I don't."

"Yes you do, admit it, you need some sort of medicine! Because if you don't get better quick we're going to only be more in debt! And you don't want to be more in debt, do you?"

"No..." Gene replied with a sigh. "Not like I'm doing this on purpose Jim. Just shutup and I'll deal with it later *sniff*."

*Yeah, right, after you get better you'll celebrate by taking all the money we have and go out drinking. Stupid bum. Doesn't know when to quit. Has grown up since he was four years old* Thought Jim, angry. He was the one who did most of the work around here. And he was only eight. No childhood either! *Oh well. Let's atleast try to get him better before that happens*

"Jim, someone's at the door," said Gene weakly, just dropping his plate to the floor. He was tuckered out.

He was right, someone was knocking. But who in the heck could that possibly be? Jim got up and answered it, and there stood a tall man in black with triple thick glasses. Looked like a dork if you asked Jim.....

Jim asked "Uhhh....what do you want?"

"I heard that you're living here alone, young man," said the man. He bent down to Jim. "I'm Spencer Shinagans. I'm here to investigate from Child Protective Services. Are your mom and dad here somewhere? Could I possibly talk to them?"

"I don't have a mom and dad," replied Jim. Gene watched from the couch, suddenly having energy. Who in the heck called him!? "I do have aniki though."

Spencer glanced over at the couch ridden man. Gene waved weakly, a smile planted on his pale face.

"That must be your 'aniki' then," said Spencer snottily. "He doesn't look to good."

"None of your business. Just go away, we're eating."

"I told you that I'm here to see how your living conditions are, and who is taking care of you, I believe that your name is James Hawkings young man?"

The young boy put his hands on his hips and hissed angrily "It's Jim, and stop calling me young man! Look, I'm fine, okay? Aniki is here and that's all you need to know. So if you'll be leaving we'll just say that you were never intruding our house. Okay? Okay. Bye-Bye now. Adios. Sayanora. You get the picture?"

"My oh my. You do have no manners!" he commented, making Jim fume. He invited himself in and Gene forced himself up, he was in shock, forgetting that he was sick. Even if it was very obvious.

He sat in the chair with a board and Jim sat next to his aniki. Spencer said "Okay, Jim, tell me about your parents. Where are they?"

"Nonya."

"What?"

"It's means none of your business. So, just leave us alone! Aniki isn't feeling good."

"I-I-I'm fi-fine *ACHOO!*" Gene sneezed loudly. *sniff*

Spencer raised an eyebrow. He sighed out, why did every kid have to be so difficult? "I see...Anyway, I have to know. Unless you tell me I will have to take you away and go through the data banks until I find out what happened. Because this man doesn't look fit to be a guardian. Or old enough for that matter."

"Hey, *sniff* I'm responsible!" protested the red head.

Jim mumbled "Yeah, if you want to condemn the kid."

"You ain't helping much!"

"Hey, I've been taking care of you all day! Can't you be more nice you stupid red headed pervert!"

"Pervert? Is anything happening between you two? Has he done anything to you James?" Spencer asked seriously. Both Gene and Jim were offended, majorly.

Jim shouted "What in the heck are you talking about!? Gene isn't gay anyway. Unless he hasn't told me something...But anyway! Neither am I! He's just a party animal. That's all."

"You're gross...." Gene said , synching his nose like a bunny. "Jim is my friend, stupid!"

"Fine, fine, fine. How did you two come to be? How did you meet, all that stuff. I need to know how you two met and if you, Gene Starwind, is a good guardian for this child. We are here to see if you can take care of Jim. Please answer all of my questions. I can't leave here until I know what is happening in this household. You aren't even eighteen, James even says that you are a 'party animal', and you work odd jobs! Tell me why you should even be able to take care of this child."

Jim was so offended. This wasn't none of his business anyway! Why should he have to know? Jim wanted to yell but Gene put a hand on Jim's hand to tell him to keep quiet. The small boy just sighed. He really didn't want to leave aniki. He really didn't!

Why? Why should he be? Gene looked at Jim for a moment. He was attached and he had to admit. He was only trying to take care of him. Nothing wrong with it, was there? Gene didn't know what he would do without him by his side. Sure, they fought, but it wasn't serious. They always made up. And even afterwards Jim couldn't still help but call him his aniki. Gene felt special every time that Jim called him his aniki. It was like a no-brainer to Gene. Because, well, they were just like...

"Brothers. Because we're like brothers," Gene said with a smile. Jim laid his head on Gene and then Gene had to ruin the moment with a *ACHOO!* And sneezed right on Spencer(which, of course, was on purpose) "Oh! I'm so sorry-" He mumbled to Jim "Not."

"I'm sorry Mr. Starwind, that's not good enough," said the nerd, bringing out a tissue and handed it to him. "I'm going to be coming in randomly over the next few days to check in on you. And if you don't do up to standards, James will be coming with me."

"But I'm sick *cough* I c-can't-"

"No excuses," said Spencer as he put his hand up. "If you want James here that bad you'll do anything to keep him. Right?"

Gene sighed. He didn't want to loose Jim...darn it all...

And with that, Spencer left them, confused. And worried about what was to come.

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