Well, moving one. Sorry if it feels like too slow…

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He opened his eyes slowly and found a palm on his forehead. "Shh…just go to sleep. You're having a fever," Hijiri, who was already dressed for school, whispered to him. "Fever? I can't be lying here while exam is around the corner…I must…ouch!" he held his head.

The pain was just intense. The only way to make it go away was to just lie down. "For once, please listen to me. You're having a fever and you're staying home until you're well enough to go to school! Understand?" Hijiri put his hands akimbo. His voice was stern and not to mention his emotion. Hisoka sank back into his blanket and listened to him.

"Should I get you Dr. Muraki? He is our family doctor, right?" Hijiri suggested as he flipped through a file of name of doctors. Being in a renowned and recognized family did make life easier for the twins.

"NOT HIM!" Hisoka had to lie down again after he jerked up.

Silence.

"Okay, then. I'll call another doctor…aha! This one! Well, I don't know why you're so against with Muraki-sensei. He's such a great doctor!" Listening to his twin praising the doctor just make his headache got even worst.

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Breakfast was next to his bedside and Hijiri was ready to leave when they heard the loud bell at the door rang. "That must be the doctor. Wait here," he ran downstairs and opened the door.

Hisoka thought he recognized the voice and the sound of the stupid laughter and his worst nightmare came true.

"Ohayo gozaimasu, Bon?" a cheerful man in his early twenties barged in. His curly golden hair was tied to a pink ribbon and his glasses were ridiculously large. There was an odd looking small owl on his shoulder.

"Watari-sensei?" Hisoka tried to get up but Hijiri signed him not to. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at school right now?" Yutaka Watari was the head of science projects he got involved in at school.

The jolly and the merry scientist (or a doctor?) laughed so loud that Hisoka thought his head was going to explode. "I'm your doctor, silly. Kurosaki-kun…I mean, THAT Kurosaki-kun over there called me and here I am!" Hisoka looked at his twin, signaling an unbelievable look.

"Relax, bro. I know what I'm doing," he replied. "You realized all along?" Hisoka couldn't believe his ears. Hijiri smiled. "Well, then sensei. I'm handing over Soka-chan to you because I'm already late," he told Watari and left. "Don't forget you have a violin lesson later after school!" Hisoka remind him.

Watari turned to Hisoka. "You shouldn't burden yourself too much. I know you're one of the top students in school but you don't have to push yourself this far," he said as he opened his medicine bag. "How can't I? The school's been putting my name in various activities that I can't even refuse. It's like I have to do it," he complaint as accepted the thermometer and put it in his mouth.

The scientist grinned. "Well, have you thought of telling them that you don't want to get involved?" he suggested. After a minute he took the thermometer out from Hisoka's mouth. "Hm, 39.5 degree Celsius. Yup, you're sick, kid," he continued. He searched for something in his bag and eventually the small weird owl found it. It was an average sized packet which contained sachets of tablets for his fever, painkillers and antibiotic.

"Just read the instructions written on the cover when to eat them. I think my job here is done," he said, standing up.

"Sensei, about what you said just now. About telling them that I refuse to get involved…well, I never thought of it. I thought that I'd just follow what they say," Hisoka pulled up his cover and stared blankly at the corner of his room.

Watari smiled. "Do you want out?"

"Huh?" Hisoka looked at him. "What do you mean?"

"Well, concerning about your health. Do you want to be out from the science project? You must at least pull yourself out from one of the school's projects," the scientist leaned against the door.

Hisoka shrugged. "I know I have to pull out from something but the science project was no option. That is one of the projects I must get involved in," he replied. Watari smiled even broader. "Glad to hear that. Oh, one more thing. You'll get the whole week of rest. You can go to school next Monday. Don't worry, I'll inform the principal. Jaa, mata ne?" he said and took leave.

The blond put his one arm on his forehead as he read the prescription. 'Owh… antibiotics… I hate antibiotics,' he admitted and put the packet back on the table. He was closing his eyes when he heard the voice again.

"Oh, I knew you were getting sick judging the numerous activities you did at your school," he found the man wearing the black cloak leaning against the door. "What the? How did you get in?" Hisoka got up and realized it was a bad idea. He fell on the bed again, unable to get up.

"No, don't get up. You're sick. You need plenty of rest," the man went over to him but kept a distance. Hisoka was sick but not his empathy. He could feel that the man was honest. He was indeed worry about him. But, why should he?

Hisoka stared at the man and noticed the man's eyes were violet. "Your eyes…are you blind?" he asked.

The man laughed. "You mean my violet eyes? Nah, I'm not blind. They're just the way they are," he replied. "Oh, I'm sorry for being rude. Let me introduce myself. My name is Asato Tsuzuki and I'm your guardian angel."

Hisoka was speechless. "GUARDIAN ANGEL?"

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What else? R&R!