Hi everyone !

This is the second part of this fic. I hope you'll like it.

And I want to thank all of my reviewers.

Note: in my fic, Opacho is a girl.

A sick day chap2

Back at the camp, Rakist was sitting on a rock. He was thinking about Hao and he was worried. Opacho came to him.

"What's wrong?" the child asked.

"I'm worried about Hao-sama. He didn't look well earlier. I think I should go look for him."

"Opacho will come too!"

Rakist smiled at the enthusiasm of the little girl. He understood why Hao loved this child so much. Opacho was their source of joy, she always made them laugh. Racist got up and started walking out of the camp with OPacho.

They walked in the direction Hao went. After a while, they spotted two figures. They walked toward them.

"Nii-san! Wake up! Please wake up!"

Yoh was shaking Hao to wake him up, but his brother was unconscious. He saw Hao was shaking so he hugged his brother to try to keep him warm. Hao was burning and Yoh didn't know where Hao's camp was. He wanted to bring his brother to where he and his friends were living, but they would never accept that. Plus he didn't want anyone to see Hao in such a state. They were enemies, but Yoh loved his brother nonetheless.

Then he saw someone was walking toward them. The figure seemed familiar to Yoh, then he saw the little girl who was running deside the tall man. Yoh recognized them: they were Rakist and Opacho, Hao's followers and team mates.

When they arrived near them, they stpped. Opacho threw herself on Hao.

" Hao-sama! Hao-sama! What's wrong with Hao-sama!"

"He's sick." Yoh said.

Opacho started panicking, but Rakist calmed her down. He sat next to the twins and put a hand on Hao's forehead, just like Yoh before.

"He has a high fever." Rakist said. "We should bring him back to the camp."

Opacho who was gkued on Hao's arm, looked at Rakist with her big teary eyes.

"Haa-sama will be ok?" she asked.

"Yes, Hao-sama will be fine."

He carefully lifted his master's body in his arms and got up. Yoh looked at him.

"You truly care for him, don't you?" Yoh asked.

"Yes, I care for him. He is like a son to me." Rakist said.

"I… Can I come with you?"

Rakist looked at him surprised. Then he smiled.

"Sure."

They started walking back to the camp. They arrived at the camp and went into Hao's tent without being seen by the other followers. Rakist didn't want them to see Hao like this. He gently put Hao down on his bed. Yoh sat next to his unconscious brother and put a hand on Hao's cheek. The long-haired shaman wasn't felling any better. Actually, his sickness has worsened.

Rakist went out and came back a few minutes later with cold water and a cloth. He put them down and soaked the cloth into the water and put it inn Hao's forehead. He took one last glance at Hao, then left with Opacho so the twins could be alone.

Yoh looked at Hao and sighed. Today he was able to talk to his brother, but he wished Hao wasn't sick.

When the cloth wasn't cold anymore, Yoh soaked it again and put it on his brother's head.

Just then, Hao moaned, and woke up. He opened his eyes and saw Yoh staring at him.

"Nii-san, are you feeling better?"

"Yoh?"

Hao sat up and looked around tiredly.

"Why are we in my tent?" Hao asked.

"You fainted and Rakist found us and bring you here."

"Oh."

"So? You're okay?"

"I guess."

"But you still have a fever, so lie down and sleep. I'll watch over you."

Hao was too tired to complain, so he lay down again.

"Arigatô, Otôto."

"You're welcome, Aniki."

Yoh looked at his brother as he slept, and soon felt sleepy.

When Rakist came back, he found the two brothers sleeping. He smiled and left.

OWARI

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Ja ne.