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Summary: Christmas is here and it's recognized by all, except one apartment. A fight breaks out between Colin and Dr. Garrets, and it's up to Tory to save Colin from the cold winter before it's too late!
Disclaimer: (See Chapter 1)
Pairing: TxC
Chapter 4: Snow and a Christmas Wish
December 25, 2:26am.
With a yawn and a groggy groan, Tory sat up, making sure not to hit his head on the ceiling. Down the ladder he slid to go to the bathroom. After about 6 minutes, he returned, feeling more awake. He glanced at his window at the figure wrapped in a blanket, that was leaning on the window sill. Tory wanted to say something, so he opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Colin seemed to glow as he watched little fluffy puff balls fall from the sky.
"It's beautiful... the snow, I mean..." Colin said softly, looking back at Tory, then back at the window. The red-head climbed onto the bed and leaned on the window sill next to Colin, "If I wasn't so cold, I would go out there."
"Yeah, I think we both have small fevers-" Tory placed his hand on Colin's forehead for a second, "Well, more you than me... no wonder you're so cold! But you're right, it is really pretty." He turned and put his back against the sill, sighing, "Why are you up this late anyway?"
Colin looked down at Tory and answered simply and truthfully, "Bad dream. Aren't you cold?"
"A little."
"..."
"What's wrong? You ok, Colin?" He got up on his knees as he watched Colin grimace and grab at his chest. Suddenly, he began leaning toward the head of the bed, his eyes seeming to roll into the back of his head. Acting purely on instinct, Tory reached out, wrapping one arm around Colin's shoulders, and the other his head to protect it from hitting any of the bars at the head of the bed, "Colin! Hey!"
The raven-haired boy opened his eyes, feeling himself pressed against something warm, "Sorry... I-I don't know what just happened..." This reminded Tory of when he was walking home from the library with Colin, and he collapsed. He figured that he had gotten used to the boy falling over all the time.
Tory placed his hand on Colin's forehead and quickly pulled it away, "Colin, you're temperature is really high, you have to lay back down, ok?" As soon as Colin nodded, Tory leaned over, Colin still in his arms, and gently laid him down, then proceeded to get off the bed, but Colin held Tory's wrist.
"Sorry, but could you... would you stay with me for a little while? It's really cold." Colin glanced away from Tory, letting go of his wrist and turning over, facing away from Tory, "N-Nevermind... forget it." He felt his cheeks heat up, knowing that he just made himself look like such a sissy. First, he had a relapse in front of Tory when he was pushed into a locker, then he cried like a baby, and now he was asking Tory to sleep in the same bed as him! What else could go wrong!
A smiled graced the genus' lips before he sat on the bed, "Well, are you gonna scoot over or just lay there?" Colin's eyes opened wide as he looked back at a smiling Tory.
"Really?"
"Why not? I'm cold too. And it's what friends are for... keeping each other comfortable, right?" Tory pulled the sheets up and scooted in as Colin pushed himself to the wall so his friend could adjust to the lack of elbow room, "Well, goodnight!" Tory said gleefully before closing his eyes and quickly falling into sleep.
The raven-haired classmate gave a small smile and closed his eyes, but opened them a minute later to gaze at Tory's peaceful face, "I wish you looked as happy at school as you do now... it may be contagious." He looked behind himself at the window and feel asleep to the mysterious sound of snow bells.
A few minutes passed before Tory's room door opened and his mother and Paul peeked in, "Aww, they're so cute!" His mom whispered happily, "Just look at them..." She walked in, Paul following close behind. His mischievous grin glowed through the darkness as he took one of Tory's arm and placed it over Colin's shoulder, "Paul, you know that's not nice."
"Yeah, but it seems like it was meant to be, doesn't it?" Paul and Ms. Blake looked at his quick, but efficient work and smiled at how natural it looked, "I wish we had some presents for Colin... poor kid."
Ms. Blake looked out the door and gasped, "Paul... I think we do now." He looked out of the window at the new pile of blue and gold wrapped presents, all labeled 'For: Colin, From: Saint Nicholas'. The two adults smiled at each other and looked out the window and watched something small fly through the sky high above the city, then they turned and left the room after pulling the covers over Tory and Colin.
When they woke up, there would be a happy surprise waiting for both of them. All they had to do now was relax and sleep well.
There we go! Chapter four is finished! I hope you guys like this chapter. I thought it was a little sappy and almost decided to throw it out, but I don't want you guys to have to wait too long for the next chapter grin R&R and tell your friends Thanks my friends!