Even After All This...
Chapter 4: Sickness

Shuichi opened his eyes, to see Hiro's face, hovered over his. Hiro's hand was rested upon Shuichi's delicate forehead. The pink haired boy really was not feeling well. He was burning up, yet cold at the same time, his stomach felt sick, as though he could throwup at any moment.

"What time is it?"

"Around ten o'clock at night."

The pink haired boy tried to sit up, but was greeted by more pain, and Hiro's hand gently pushing him down.

"You need to rest, Shu-chan."

Shuichi nodded, and got comfortable on Hiro's bed. He then wondered where Hiro was gonna sleep, but the thought was pushed away, as an unexpected smell entered his nose. The smell of a bologna sandwich. The same smell that usually made him hungry, was now making him so nauseous. Too nauseous.

"I gotta go!"

Shuichi jumped up and ran to bathroom. Hiro could hear the sound of Shuichi's vomiting. After a few moments, Shuichi came back, slightly out of breath.

"You, okay?"

Shuichi nodded slightly, as he went to sit down on the bed. Hiro picked up the sandwich, and looked at it.

"I guess it's best not to offer you this..."

The smell hit Shuichi's nose again. He got up and ran to the bathroom again.

"Get rid of it, please!"

Hiro got up, and went to the kitchen, to wrap the sandwich up in plastic. He'd have to eat it later, if Shuichi wasn't better. He stuck the sandwich in the fridge, and went back to sit on the bed. Again, Shuichi came back, looking paler than before. He looked around for the sandwich, scared he was gonna have to run to the bathroom again.

"It's gone. I put it in the fridge."

Shuichi nodded, then sighed, leaning back on the side of the bed. Hiro scooted towards Shuichi, and placed a hand on his stomach.

"Are you okay, Shuichi?"

Shuichi put his hand on his forehead. It was no longer warm, but instead room temperature. He let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm better, then earlier."

He put on a small smile, since he still had no desire to really smile. Hiro rubbed his stomach in small, gentle circles. Shuichi's eyes closed, this was rather calming.

"You need to rest, okay Shuichi?"

"O... kay..."

Shuichi seemed to already be half asleep. Hiro picked his legs up, and turned him so he was laying on the bed the right way. He leaned close to his head, and kissed him on his forehead.

"Get better, Shu-chan."

Hiro rubbed his eyes, sleepily, being awoken by the sounds of more vomiting. It was nearly morning. He got up, and walked towards the bathroom. There was Shuichi bent over the toilet. The guitarist bent down and patted the singer's back.

"Hiro... I want My Yuki..."

"I'm not sure if--"

"I WANT MY YUKI!"

Hiro looked taken aback. He wasn't sure if Yuki would be willing to come for Shuichi, but he had to try.

"Alright, Shuichi. I'll go find him for you."

Shuichi looked up at Hiro, with sparkling eyes.

"Thank you, Hiro!"

Shuichi quickly flushed the toilet, and brushed his teeth. Hiro waited for Shuichi to finish, before going on his search. Shuichi finished, and Hiro led him back to bed.

"Hirooo... I'm not tired anymore."

"Alright, but you need rest. Go watch TV or something, just don't go to work."

"Ok!"

Shuichi flipped on the TV with the remote. He began going through the channels at an intense speed. Hiro was surprised that anyone would be able to tell what was even on, at these speeds.

"I'll be back, I'll go out and find Yuki."

Hiro grabbed his coat, and went for the door. He heard Shuichi call.

"Thank you, Hiro!"

Shuichi's voice sounded a little happier, this made Hiro smile, as he walked out. He was off to find Yuki Eiri. Little did he know, that Yuki was searching for him as well.

A/N: Alright, chapter 4 is done! My story's going in a rather odd direction, but it is still planned to end the same way. I hope you enjoyed this chpater!