Chapter three
I skimmed the rows of medicine on the shelf before me, eyeing the Tylenol. My head was an absolute mess. I notice am especially large bottle of Tylenol and pick it up. 5000 who the hell would need 5000 Tylenol? Maybe a family of 7 whom all have a head-banging problem.
I chuckle slightly and take the bottle. I turn quickly as I hear someone coughing like their on their deathbed. My heart practically jumps up my throat. It's him, damn, someone I know! It's been ages since I saw someone.
My heart goes from my throat to my feet and my stomach knots up. I consider turning and running the opposite way. I don't want to feel obligated to have to talk, damn, he would probably want to go somewhere and talk. I don't want that. I had everything figured out. I would leave everyone after the war and do whatever.
Whatever…
He starts coughing again and suddenly I think I would rather help him out or something then just hightail it out of here. He is my friend and I think spending a little time with a friend couldn't hurt that much.
Damn, I sound like one of those self-righteous pricks that always annoy the hell out of me. 'there's always a friend to talk to or somewhere to go that will make you feel happy! There's no need to live such a depressed life.' Goddamn they get on my nerves.
Oh well… I'm not one of those self-righteous pricks, and I won't spend too much time with him. Just, have a little fun.
His cough suddenly sounded very bad. I walked over toward him, not exactly next to him but almost in arm reach.
"Hey Quatre! You don't sound so good! You alright buddy?"
Quatre nearly jumped out of his skin as our eyes met. He went into another coughing fit and looked at me again.
"D-Duo!?!?!?" damn, his eyes were nearly out of his skull.
"yeah, hey, I needed some aspirin, headaches ya know." I explain, damn he looked like I was feeling.
"Oh.. uhmmm ok.. hey, what brings you to earth? I would have thought for sure you would have gone back to space." Quatre asks me calming down a little.
"oh well, ya know, it was easier just to come to earth. No real reason, I like being able to see the moon from earth." I explain, true it wasn't a lie, I did like the moon, but I also wanted to get away from Hilde, not that I don't like her or anything, she's like my sister and all. I just didn't want to be around her forever…
"oh… well, I needed to get some medicine, I'm sick and all, if you couldn't tell." Quatre started coughing again, as if on cue. He turned to the shelf and started skimming through cough medicine again.
"oh.. yeah, you look like crap sorry. Why didn't you get Rashid or one of them to get the medicine for you? I'm surprised that they even let you out of bed like this." Okay, maybe it wasn't my business but I was curious, quite frankly I didn't like how bad Quatre looked, and I didn't think it was just because he was sick.
What surprised me more was the fact Quatre stiffened quite visibly at the remark and I could almost tell from the look on his face that his stomach had dropped.
"uhmmm well.. you see. I'm not living with them anymore." He answers simply. Well that's suspicious, those guys are like one big.. very big, lost puppy dog when dealing with Quatre, they never leave his side practically.
I could tell that Quatre didn't want to talk about it so I let it slide.
"hey duo.. where have you been living? Still living with Hilde?"
my turn. Now my stomach flops and shift feet uncomfortable, thankfully Quatre was coughing too much to take notice of my discomfort.
"well you see, I'm not living with her, we sorta got in a fight and such, you understand right?" okay, it was only a small lie, we didn't exactly get in a fight to say. We just… I didn't want to continue bothering her.
Quatre chuckles and then coughs again, damn he sounded bad. He turns to me, a slight smile on his face, "well, how do you survive?? Last time I heard she had turned into your mother. How do you eat?" okay.. he was joking around with me. Interesting…
"Ahh well, there are a few fast food joints around and I manage to keep up the money. 'sides, the best thing in the world is microwaveable dinners ya know?" I would just joke on back. I had almost forgot how good spirited he could be sometimes.
Quatre had started laughing again, wich immediately sent him into another fit of coughs. I had to catch him as his knees gave way from his coughing fit. He was not in good shape.
"hey Quatre, how long have you had this cough?" I ask, of course I was worried, he's practically my best… comrade.
"I woke up with it." He says while gasping for breath. Now I'm not some doctor or anything, but you usually start out by getting sick and then get worse. If Quatre sounded this bad, and it was the first day it was gonna get worse. That could be bad.
"are you living with someone who could take care of you? You sound really bad…"
Again I watched as I saw the look on his face drop, making me almost feel my stomach flip like Trowa. "I, I don't live with anyone right now."
Damn, there's no way he can live alone with him being that sick. Dammit… this really ruins my plans.
I nearly smack myself. PLANS!? What plans Mr. Duo Maxwell are you talking about! I stop my current train of thought and look at Quatre again. "Well, buddy, I'm afraid I can't let you go livin' alone with a cough like that, " I feel his forehead and damn, he;s most certainly running a fever. "nor with a fever like that."
He just looks at me helplessly, almost scared like. "I don't know duo, I think I can manage, it's just a little cold or soemthing. I'll be fine duom there's no need for you to worry."
I wasn't convinced. "Hey, Quatre, you're my friend, and I'm gonna worry. Look, maybe you could live with me for a week or so until you get better or whenever. I don't mind, I told you I live with no one, and honestly I think we could both use a little company. I don't wanna force you into living with me but I would feel much better knowing that you're safe. Besides, don't you get lonely living all alone and stuff?"
He stood up on his own, supporting himself. I had almost forgot that I was still holding him. He looked at me and smiled softly. "I'm not so sure about getting lonely, but I must admit. I do feel like shit, and living with you for a while doesn't sound like the worst thing that could happen."
I could have tripped and died right there, Quatre the golden boy Winner cursed. I know, it wasn't that bad and I myself have said much worse, still.. hearing it from him, was just… eerie. It then hit me that he accepted my offer to live with me for a while.
I didn't know weather to be happy I could be of help to him or run away screaming and send myself on an early trip to hell.
This could prove to be interesting… Fuck…
I skimmed the rows of medicine on the shelf before me, eyeing the Tylenol. My head was an absolute mess. I notice am especially large bottle of Tylenol and pick it up. 5000 who the hell would need 5000 Tylenol? Maybe a family of 7 whom all have a head-banging problem.
I chuckle slightly and take the bottle. I turn quickly as I hear someone coughing like their on their deathbed. My heart practically jumps up my throat. It's him, damn, someone I know! It's been ages since I saw someone.
My heart goes from my throat to my feet and my stomach knots up. I consider turning and running the opposite way. I don't want to feel obligated to have to talk, damn, he would probably want to go somewhere and talk. I don't want that. I had everything figured out. I would leave everyone after the war and do whatever.
Whatever…
He starts coughing again and suddenly I think I would rather help him out or something then just hightail it out of here. He is my friend and I think spending a little time with a friend couldn't hurt that much.
Damn, I sound like one of those self-righteous pricks that always annoy the hell out of me. 'there's always a friend to talk to or somewhere to go that will make you feel happy! There's no need to live such a depressed life.' Goddamn they get on my nerves.
Oh well… I'm not one of those self-righteous pricks, and I won't spend too much time with him. Just, have a little fun.
His cough suddenly sounded very bad. I walked over toward him, not exactly next to him but almost in arm reach.
"Hey Quatre! You don't sound so good! You alright buddy?"
Quatre nearly jumped out of his skin as our eyes met. He went into another coughing fit and looked at me again.
"D-Duo!?!?!?" damn, his eyes were nearly out of his skull.
"yeah, hey, I needed some aspirin, headaches ya know." I explain, damn he looked like I was feeling.
"Oh.. uhmmm ok.. hey, what brings you to earth? I would have thought for sure you would have gone back to space." Quatre asks me calming down a little.
"oh well, ya know, it was easier just to come to earth. No real reason, I like being able to see the moon from earth." I explain, true it wasn't a lie, I did like the moon, but I also wanted to get away from Hilde, not that I don't like her or anything, she's like my sister and all. I just didn't want to be around her forever…
"oh… well, I needed to get some medicine, I'm sick and all, if you couldn't tell." Quatre started coughing again, as if on cue. He turned to the shelf and started skimming through cough medicine again.
"oh.. yeah, you look like crap sorry. Why didn't you get Rashid or one of them to get the medicine for you? I'm surprised that they even let you out of bed like this." Okay, maybe it wasn't my business but I was curious, quite frankly I didn't like how bad Quatre looked, and I didn't think it was just because he was sick.
What surprised me more was the fact Quatre stiffened quite visibly at the remark and I could almost tell from the look on his face that his stomach had dropped.
"uhmmm well.. you see. I'm not living with them anymore." He answers simply. Well that's suspicious, those guys are like one big.. very big, lost puppy dog when dealing with Quatre, they never leave his side practically.
I could tell that Quatre didn't want to talk about it so I let it slide.
"hey duo.. where have you been living? Still living with Hilde?"
my turn. Now my stomach flops and shift feet uncomfortable, thankfully Quatre was coughing too much to take notice of my discomfort.
"well you see, I'm not living with her, we sorta got in a fight and such, you understand right?" okay, it was only a small lie, we didn't exactly get in a fight to say. We just… I didn't want to continue bothering her.
Quatre chuckles and then coughs again, damn he sounded bad. He turns to me, a slight smile on his face, "well, how do you survive?? Last time I heard she had turned into your mother. How do you eat?" okay.. he was joking around with me. Interesting…
"Ahh well, there are a few fast food joints around and I manage to keep up the money. 'sides, the best thing in the world is microwaveable dinners ya know?" I would just joke on back. I had almost forgot how good spirited he could be sometimes.
Quatre had started laughing again, wich immediately sent him into another fit of coughs. I had to catch him as his knees gave way from his coughing fit. He was not in good shape.
"hey Quatre, how long have you had this cough?" I ask, of course I was worried, he's practically my best… comrade.
"I woke up with it." He says while gasping for breath. Now I'm not some doctor or anything, but you usually start out by getting sick and then get worse. If Quatre sounded this bad, and it was the first day it was gonna get worse. That could be bad.
"are you living with someone who could take care of you? You sound really bad…"
Again I watched as I saw the look on his face drop, making me almost feel my stomach flip like Trowa. "I, I don't live with anyone right now."
Damn, there's no way he can live alone with him being that sick. Dammit… this really ruins my plans.
I nearly smack myself. PLANS!? What plans Mr. Duo Maxwell are you talking about! I stop my current train of thought and look at Quatre again. "Well, buddy, I'm afraid I can't let you go livin' alone with a cough like that, " I feel his forehead and damn, he;s most certainly running a fever. "nor with a fever like that."
He just looks at me helplessly, almost scared like. "I don't know duo, I think I can manage, it's just a little cold or soemthing. I'll be fine duom there's no need for you to worry."
I wasn't convinced. "Hey, Quatre, you're my friend, and I'm gonna worry. Look, maybe you could live with me for a week or so until you get better or whenever. I don't mind, I told you I live with no one, and honestly I think we could both use a little company. I don't wanna force you into living with me but I would feel much better knowing that you're safe. Besides, don't you get lonely living all alone and stuff?"
He stood up on his own, supporting himself. I had almost forgot that I was still holding him. He looked at me and smiled softly. "I'm not so sure about getting lonely, but I must admit. I do feel like shit, and living with you for a while doesn't sound like the worst thing that could happen."
I could have tripped and died right there, Quatre the golden boy Winner cursed. I know, it wasn't that bad and I myself have said much worse, still.. hearing it from him, was just… eerie. It then hit me that he accepted my offer to live with me for a while.
I didn't know weather to be happy I could be of help to him or run away screaming and send myself on an early trip to hell.
This could prove to be interesting… Fuck…