Chapter 11:

Shuichi woke up feeling the warm sunlight on his face. He scrambled up and reached for Wan's forehead, the fever seemed to have gone down. He frowned trying to remember when he'd gotten to bed, Wan's fever had been really high the evening before. He wondered how long it would continue it had been two days already since he got here and it didn't look like breaking.

He looked up as Yuki came into the room. The older man looked dead; his eyes had black rings around them making him look like an evil raccoon. Shuichi had a sudden mental image of Yuki as an evil raccoon stealing from a garbage can…he couldn't help smiling.

"What's so funny baka?" Yuki collapsed into the arm chair next to Wan. Shuichi shook his head. "Yuki, when did I go to sleep and how was Wan for the rest of the night?"

"You fell asleep around ten o clock. I didn't want to wake you, you were exhausted, and so I just placed you on the far side of the bed. About Wan, his fever been rising and falling the whole of last night…but it should break soon, you know it can't go on like this forever." He heard the microwave. "Ah…Shuichi, I made some egg sandwiches…they're in the microwave, you can get it if you want you look hungry."

"I'll get yours too…" but Yuki shook his head. "I'm not hungry." Shuichi went and got the sandwich from the microwave. When he came back, Yuki had leaned back with his eyes closed, partly asleep.

"Uh…Yuki…I think you should go to bed, I'll wake you up if there's any change." Shuichi put his hand on Yuki's shoulder. The older man shook his head once more, which irritated Shuichi. So he lost his temper.

"Yuki! That's really enough! I want you to eat this sandwich and then get straight to bed! You look exhausted…" Shuichi glared at the man. The blonde just looked at him coolly.

"Since when have I started listening to you? I'd rather stay here…I want to see he gets better!" Yuki glanced at Wan. He didn't expect it when Shuichi hit him across the face. The pink haired man's face was contorted with anger. "God damn you Yuki! He's my son, not yours! He's actually got nothing to do with you. So why don't you just go get some sleep and leave his father to keep an eye on him?" he didn't miss the hurt look that flitted across Yuki's face at his first sentence.

The blonde stood up. His face had gone all stony. "Fine. Wake me if anything changes." He walked into the room and shut the door. Shuichi watched him, mentally cursing himself for having said that. He didn't know where that came from…but he'd been foolish to say it to Yuki. Now what was he going to do?

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He's my son, not yours! Yuki looked up at the ceiling as he lay on the bed. Shuichi was right, but it seemed like Wan was his son, he loved the kid so much! He sighed, this was really not easy, him and Shuichi being cooped up with each other all day…it was for Wan, so he resigned himself to it.

It was his entire fault. If he'd just been there in time, he could have saved Wan from being sick and Shuichi from feeling all this worry and pain! He really was a good for nothing wasn't he? First he'd let Shuichi go and now he'd let him down once more putting Wan in danger. But I wish he was my son…

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Shuichi watched Wan; it was around three in the afternoon…the kid seemed to be burning up once more. He was slightly delirious and kept asking for Nina. Suddenly he broke out into and sweat. Shuichi looked up…that meant his fever had broken right? He waited a while and then took his temperature, yes it was going down. He had to tell Yuki!

He ran up to the room and opened the door. Yuki hadn't locked it. he jumped onto the sleeping man. Yuki grunted waking up to find Shuichi hugging him in a strangle hold. "The fevers broken Yuki! It's going down he should be fine!" Yuki looked at him uncomprehendingly for a second and then smiled. Shuichi kissed him then. A soft happy kiss. Yuki kissed back and they stayed like that for a minute or two…Yuki broke away.

They sat there looking at each other, before Shuichi hugged Yuki and cuddled up to him unconsciously. "Ano…Yuki, I'm sorry about saying that. Actually, he's kinda like your son too you know, he spends a lot of time with you and well…I'm sorry. I was just angry cause you weren't eatingor sleeping and you look like an evil raccoon that steals from the garbage can with those dark circles around your eyes."

He looked at Yuki. "I really wanted you to stop looking like an evil raccoon that steals from garbage cans and get back to looking nicer…" he realized Yuki was trying to bite back a grin. "It's not funny Yuki!" the older man just kissed him once more and went to check on Wan.

He turned to Shuichi, yes the fever's broken. "Did you give him the chicken soup? I think I'll warm that orange juice up a little bit and then we could see if he'll drink it."

Shuichi nodded, Yuki seemed so different. He seemed more relaxed than he'd been in the past few days and the dark circles were fading just a bit. Now he looked like a cute chibi panda. A thought bubble appeared above Shuichi's head with a cute chibi Yuki panda eating bamboo. Suddenly Yuki's fist connected with the top of his head.

"That's enough baka! You needn't think of me like a cute chibi panda, I'm not!" Yuki growled at Shuichi. Chibi Shuichi turned to him, tears leaking out of the sides of his head. "Yuki! Why yare you always so mean to me? You didn't have to hit me on the head."

Yuki suddenly stopped…this was just like the old times…shit! He wouldn't go there…Shuichi noticed the expression on Yuki's face and went up to him. "The juice will go cold…are you going to stand there all day? You seem to be doing that a lot…are you going senile Yuki? My…my…you're getting old really soon! Oohh…that's right you'll be thirty soon! Come on Ojiisan!"

Yuki snapped out of it with a small curse. He grinned a little evilly as he walked to the room. Shuichi had turned into a stupid little weasel. "Yuki!" Shuichi voice echoed around the house as he saw the chibi Shuichi weasel thought bubble over Yuki's head.

Mrs. Next door looked towards the apartment next door. Then she shook her head. Since that pink haired young man had come back…ja! It was just another day at the Uesugi household!

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A/N: I really didn't know how to end this chapter. Guys tell me once I'm done with this would you like a sequel about Wan, when he grows up a bit? Say he's a teenager and it could be about how Yuki and Shuichi handle fatherhood then…its just an idea…don't worry this story isn't done yet a bit more coming up!

Taka.