"So, Little Narumi? Answer me!" Kousuke stared impatiently at Ayumu with his arms crossed deciding that he did not like the grin that the brown haired boy had on his face.
Ayumu stared innocently at Kousuke, "What could you possibly be talking about, Asazuki?"
"You're loving this way too much for your own good, Ayumu. Just tell me what you want." Ayumu was standing at Kousuke's door, grinning at the Blade Child, "C'mon! I'm tired and not in the mood for this right now."
"Why not, Kousuke?" Ayumu walked into Kousuke's home and looked around, "This place is a wreck." Ayumu grinned even more evilly, if that was possible, "Clean it."
"WHAT?" Kousuke was blindsided, "You can't just come into my house and tell me to clean it!"
"Actually for the next four weeks, I can. But you better hurry, it's already three in the morning, we've got to be at school in four and a half hours. But I'm sure you can do it." Kousuke mumbled but saw no way out of it, so for the next four hours he cleaned the house; all of it. When he was done he collapsed on the couch next to Ayumu who had been lounging around and barking orders. "Good job, Asazuki." Ayumu complimented his slave, "And with a half an hour to spare. Just enough time to make me breakfast!"
Kousuke just glared at Ayumu, "Little Narumi, aren't you the cook?"
Ayumu pondered this and then agreed, "True, but I don't really feel like cooking, so get to it. I want a whole meal, too. Don't half-ass it."
"But I've only got enough food for me. If I feed you then I won't have anything, and I'm hungry and tired!" Kousuke argued.
"Wow, you sure can complain. Just go and buy some breakfast for yourself."
"I'm broke from buying Ryoko lunch everyday!"
"That does put you in quite a situation. I suppose if you begged me I'd share some of the wonderful food you're about to cook for me. Oh, and don't forget about my lunch. I also promised Hiyono I'd have a lunch for her today as well."
"But I don't have that much food, I'll starve!"
"This is what you get for going against me. You switched sides and made that bet of your own free will. Now you have to live with the consequences. Oh, and now you only have 20 minutes. Better hurry!" Kousuke stared at Ayumu with hatred, but obeyed and made breakfast. he somehow had enough food left to make Ayumu a lunch but none left for Hiyono. Ayumu decided to let Kousuke slide, but as punishment he made Kousuke watch him eat, while insulting the cooking even though he was surprised at how good of a cook the Blade Child was. The first half of the day, Ayumu let Kousuke off pretty easy. All he made him do was carry his books around from class to class. Even though Ayumu was asleep on the roof the entire time. Ayumu actually went to his last class before lunch and when the bell rang he returned to his beloved roof to find Kousuke asleep, "Yo, Asazuki." Ayumu said as he approached Kousuke, nudging him with his foot, "Where's my lunch?"
Kousuke slowly turned over and looked up at Ayumu, "It's in your backpack, where else would it be?"
Ayumu looked down at his backpack which was laying right beside his feet then back at Kousuke who had turned back over. Ayumu began tapping his foot, "Well?"
Kousuke remained with his back to Ayumu and mumbled, "Well, what?"
"Aren't you going to get it for me? I don't feel like bending down." Kousuke reached behind him and grabbed the bag and lifted it up a couple of inches before dropping it on Ayumu's foot. Ayumu looked from the bag to Kousuke and was about to comment before he took in Kousuke's appearance. The boy was huddled on the ground shaking; he had broken out in a cold sweat and was breathing heavy. Ayumu kneeled down beside Kousuke and turned him on his back. Kousuke opened his eyes and tried to talk but Ayumu stopped him, "Don't talk. Save your energy. Can you sit up?" Kousuke struggled but managed to sit up. Ayumu rummaged through his things, found his lunch, and handed it to Kousuke. Kousuke didn't ask any questions or object, he just grabbed the food and ate it all in a matter of seconds. Ayumu had his hand on Kousuke's back and now wrapped it around the older man's shoulders, "Can you stand up?'
Kousuke didn't answer, he just leaned into Ayumu and mumbled, "Tired." Ayumu asked his question again and Kousuke nodded his head. Slowly Ayumu helped Kousuke get to his feet and then led him to the Newspaper office where he instructed Hiyono to get a wet cloth and put it on Kousuke's forehead. He also got a bottle of water to keep Kousuke from dehydrating. After he got the sick boy settled in he went up to the roof to call Kanone.
"Hello?" Kanone answered.
Ayumu smiled at his lover's voice, even when they were enemies he always loved Kanone's accent. "Hey, it's me. Are you busy?"
"Ayumu? No, what is it? Is everything okay?"
"It's Kousuke. I found him on the roof during lunch. He's really sick and I was wondering if you could come and pick him up from school."
"Are you sure this isn't just some act to get out of being your slave?" Kanone asked, " And since when have you of all people been worried about Kousuke?"
"I doubt Asazuki is this good of an actor, and I wouldn't care except I think it might have been my fault. So will you come?"
"Of course, but you owe me one."
"Don't worry, I'll pay you back tonight." Ayumu said in a seductive voice. Kanone chuckled at this and they both said goodbye.
Kanone shut his phone and grabbed his coat. He opened his door and came face to face with... "Eyes?" Kanone whispered and blinked a couple of times. No his eyes weren't deceiving him, it was his childhood friend, the one he had cried for because he was dead. "But, h-how is this...you're...I..." Kanone simply stared at his deceased friend.
"Hello, Kanone." Eyes greeted him, "Miss me, did you?"