A/N:Sorry to have not updated recently. First, I was grounded for a whole year, then I was depressed, and then I had fucking writers block. Sighs And now I'm sick, I have a sore throat, I feel nauseous, and I have a head full of fucking snot. But I still seem to find the energy to continue this story, because somehow I feel I owe it to you guys.
Anyhow, let's get this over before I fucking puke all over everything.
Chapter Three-My Promise Unbroken
"Hiei...? Hiei, can you hear me...?"
Kurama sighed as he tried to gently shake Hiei awake. Yukina laid next to her brother on the couch where Kurama had placed Hiei for the moment, her head on his chest. She was crying softly.
He was covered with three different blankets(two of which were his own), and his face was pale. "What are we going to do?" whispered Yukina, looking over at Kurama.
The afore mentioned teen sighed, shook his head, and replied,"Well, what we should do is call the police-for child abuse," Kurama saw the hesitation of fear in Yukinas' eyes, the shame she felt of having everyone know what would happen. "But," he continued, shaking his damp hair out of his face, "it's not up to me, Yukina, it's up to you. So you tell me-what do you think we should do?"
Yukina's eyes shifted away to land on her brothers pale and now shivering form next to her. "I...I think we should wait for Hiei to wake up. He'll know what to do. He always does."
Kuramas' mother, thankfully, didn't come home that night; she called instead to tell her son that she would be spending the night at her friend Yoko Shimatsu's house, as it was to slick to drive home. Yokos' house was only a block away, while Kuramas' mother would have an hour drive back to the house if she herself drove home. Add that to her increasing amount of fatigue, and you'd have a pretty bad wreck on your hands.
So, Kurama agreed, said his goodnight to his mother, and went to tell Yukina the news. They had gotten over the first hurdle, but what would happen the next time something like this came up? Kurama wished there wouldn't be a next time, but he knew there would be. There would always be a next time, unless he did something about it.
Hiei awoke exactly two hours later. Kurama was hoping that this would mean that he would stop shivering, maybe even some of his color would come back. But if anything, Hiei seemed to get worse. He developed a fever within ten minutes, a cough in the next five, and almost got sick on Yukina in the next twenty.
Kurama knew that he had to get Hiei closer to his bedroom, so he could keep an eye on the little teen. Yukina went into the kitchen, and got a plastic bag from the cabinet, and a 7UP from the fridge. She then headed up to Kuramas' room, and handed it all to Kurama.
Hiei was now laying in Kuramas' bed, his eyes closed, taking deep breaths every so often. Kurama made his way over to him, and placed the garbage bag in a trash can that he had found in the bathroom(clean, of course!). He then opened the 7UP(A/N: Is it 7up or 7UP? I'll go with 7UP), and placed it next to him on the bedside table.
Hiei coughed, and Yukina jumped slightly. It hurt to see her brother like this; she had never seen him sick, not even when everybody else in the house had been diseased. "Oh, Hiei..."she whispered, and turned to leave the room. She didn't want to see this.
Kurama sighed as Hiei took another deep breath. "Kurama..." The redhead went forward to Hiei, who was now trying to clear his throat. "Yes, Hiei"
He whispered, and stopped in front of him. "Will you...(he swallowed here) will you please open the window...? It's so hot in here, and I...I think I'm going to be sick...right..." Kurama jumped back as Hiei bent over the trash can and threw up. "Hold on, Hiei...I'll go open the window..."
Kurama hurried over to it, and opened it about five inches. He was met with a weak cool breeze. The rain had stopped; all that was left was now was a few flashes of light and some thunder. He heard Hiei throw up again, and felt a little nauseous, but ignored it. Instead, he went over to the opposite side of the bed, and climbed up on it. He shifted closer to Hiei, and reached out to him, hesitated, pulled back, then reached out again.
Finally, he decided to place his hand on his back, and he was startled to feel the young teen was shaking, and he could feel his heart beating-no...pounding-throughout his entire body. Hiei retched violently again, and coughed. Kurama started to rub his back, and muttered soothing words into his ear, and Hiei started to pant, before wiping his mouth with his arm.
He then turned to Kurama, who took his hand off his back. His eyes told Kurama he was sorry, but he didn't say it aloud. Kurama wondered vaguely why he was sorry.
The redhead reached past Hiei, and grabbed the 7UP, and handed it to the black haired boy, who took it gratefully. "Slowly..." he whispered, as the curtains on his window fluttered, washing the smell of vomit out of the air.
Hiei took only a sip, but coughed as he tried to swallow it. He managed to get it down, and Kurama smiled at him sweetly, taking the drink and putting it back on the table. Hiei sighed, closed his eyes, and fell back onto Kuramas' green silk pillows. He laid down next to Hiei, and gazed at his pale face, his shivering form, his red lips that contrasted to his skin. He looked so unatural, almost surreal, that when Hiei opened his mouth to cough, it surprised him.
"Are you cold?" Kurama asked him quietly, shifting closer to the boy, who shook his head. "No..." Kurama hesitated, then slid under the covers with him, and laid his head down on the same pillow. "Then why are you shivering?" he asked softly in Hieis' ear, who shuddered violently, partly because of Kurama being so close to him.
"Because...of you..." Kurama was taken aback at this answer, and said, somewhat in disbelief, "Because of me?" Hiei nodded, and took a deep breath. "You make me feel...weird, you know...happy. And only Yukina was able to do that...you make me feel...sick...but not like this. Same feeling, but not bad...I...I...dunno...delirous...? I...yeah. I'm...delirously..."
Kurama watched as Hiei's eyes fluttered open, and looked at the ceiling. They were glassy, like he wasn't really talking to him. Now Kurama understood-Hiei was telling him that he was delirous. "I...think...I know..." The words were coming out in gasps now, and his eyes were abnormally bright; they weren't just glassy anymore...Hiei was struggling not to cry.
Kurama kissed the top of Hieis' head, where the starburst was, and shushed him. "Shh, Hiei. You don't have to talk. Just go to sleep, hon, just go to sleep."
Hiei shook his head slightly, and one of his tears trickled down his face. He opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again, and whispered to Kurama before passing out, "My promise...unbroken..."
Witchblade:I actually had an idea to make a second part to this, but then I thought that this would be better. Perfect place to leave off, yes? Also, their humans, which means that they can get sick. Hiei's immune system was just stronger than Yukinas', that's why he was never sick around her.
Ja ne, baby.
