"Relax everything is fine…" Attentively, Kazz's assures him as on the other hand, Tsunagu furrows his brow leaning over the kitchen counter in their flat, hearing the small coughs emitting from the bedroom behind.

"Are you sure I shouldn't bring her in?" Frowning, Tsunagu argues, his greens glancing over at a certain door, his heart aching when hearing her weak coughs.

"Look she's already ill, her immune system may get worst if she comes here the best thing you can do is keep her at home and stay with her." Gently, Kazz assures him as Tsunagu combs his fingertips through his surprisingly dishevelled hair having had the rare chance of a day off, one he had hoped to spend with his daughter but…

"But what do I feed her? I don't even know what she can eat." Panicked, Tsunagu argues furrowing his brow, she couldn't taste anything right so what could he possibly give her? What would help her?

"Tsu babe it's fine, she's fine you're fine it's just the common cold it'll pass." Confidently, Kazz promises him.

"And if it doesn't?" Scowling, Tsunagu argues worry laced in his tone.

"If it doesn't I will check her out look I know you, I know you can do this. You know you can do this to." Resolute, Kazz promises Tsunagu who sighs slumping his shoulders as he leans over the kitchen counter pained, bowing his head.

"She's our child Kazz. What if this is some sort of mutation from…?" Frantic, Tsunagu argues, worry laced in his tone, panic alongside fear for it.

"Hey, hey don't think like that." Tentatively, Kazz whispers softly, trying to assure him noting the genuine worry in his tone.

"But…" Tsunagu trails off furrowing his brow.

"Listen to me whatever she gets is from us both the good and the bad and last I checked you're the saint and I'm the devil." Devilishly, Kazz purrs making Tsunagu furrow his brow, bowing his head briefly, feeling a wave of heat flush his features as he slumps his shoulders huffing. He grumbles sitting down on the kitchen counter stool scowling, pouting, feeling a ruby red rush to his cheeks from his words, feeling steam spew out of his form.

"It's angel and devil." Curtly, Tsunagu corrects him, huffing, grumbling under his breath, trying to handle the wave of heat consuming him.

"But saint sounds sweeter like you!" Cheekily, Kazz argues as Tsunagu could practically feel the heat crossing his cheeks.

"You're an idiot." Huffing, Tsunagu grumbles.

"But I'm your idiot. Look I got to go love you." Lovingly, Kazz tells Tsunagu who tsks.

"Y-You…" Tsunagu begins his ruby red features blaring brightly before grumbling as he lowers his phone, hearing the hum of the phone having ended such a call as he then turns to the low creak of the door.

"Daddy…" Meekly, the hoarse voice calls out making Tsunagu lower his phone.

"Sayako what are you doing out of bed!?" Alarmed, Tsunagu rushes over to his baby girl's side, kneeling down, looking over her satin suit, seeing her use her sleeve to rub the sleepy dust out of her eyes, a plump plush of a giraffe clutched tightly to her chest as she looks up at him, her blurry greens gazing into his worried green.

"I thought I heard dad's voice…" Softly, she whispers out only to erupt into another fitful of coughs making him sigh, gently steadying the girl practically feeling the heat radiate off her. He tries to console her through this time by patting her back, applying pressured patterns to his back.

"Come on let's get you back to bed. How are you feeling?" Softly, Tsunagu whispers, gently brushing aside a stray strand of blonde to then pick her up, heading inside her room.

"Hungry…" Whining, she huffs coiling her arms around his neck, nuzzling, nestled into his side as he sighs, gently placing her down on her bed, seeing posters plastered upon the walls of the grey wallpaper, with a snow-white carpet below. A small smile crosses his lips when seeing her teeny tiny hands cling to his side, seeing the toys littered about the place, seeing plushies and all sorts littered about the place as he nuzzles his cheek into her side.

"Right…I'll make you something stay here okay?" Tsunagu tells her placing her down on her bed and tucking her in.

"Okay…" She nods her head, watching him leave, entering the kitchen.

"Let's see…soup, perfect I can do that." Tsunagu tells himself as he gets out a bowl beginning his attempt of cooking as he begins chopping up ingredients prepping for the soup.

"Right…all done, although this looks rather plain, it's not fitted for Sayako, perhaps if I add some flair…" Tsunagu furrows his brow as he finishes said soup only to find himself disappointed by the soul deciding to add his own flair to the bowl…

"Here you go bon appetit." Tenderly, Tsunagu enters his child's room seeing her clutch the giraffe close to her chest, talking to it when she perks up at the bowl before her. Smiling, she takes a small sip but…

"What is it? Sayako do you need a bucket?" Tsunagu questions worried when noting her sickly demeanour.

"Dad…did you…did you murder the soup?" Sayako questions stunned staring down almost pitying the concoction below.

"What? It looks lovely, let me see…" Tsunagu reaches over taking a small sip of his own only then to cough on the practical poison. Swiftly, he takes the bowl back, apologising to his daughter before returning to the kitchen. There must be something he could do; he was a pro hero how hard could this be? He saved lives countless times, this was nothing new, this was smaller even. He opens the cabinet only then to furrow his brow when seeing the small tin earning a furrowed frown. He told Kazz how he'd prefer eating organic food not this store-bought concoction, but he knew how Kazz was on lazy days, he couldn't blame him, he really couldn't. To think this would be the day he'd do such a thing…and yet…

"Better?" Tsunagu towers over his daughter as he watches her eat said soup, only to see her small smile immediately brushing aside his annoyance at Kazz for buying said soup, feeling a wave of relief, of joy, of happiness to see little girl's bright beam of a smile…

"This is…" Pained, Sayako whispers as she shuffles in her hospital bed, on her own. She had woken up to nurses all over her, her father all over her people all over her if her stomach hadn't gurgled, she wouldn't have warded them off and yet here she was. She glances over at her bedside where her eyes soften sadly seeing said tin. She reaches out to it, her fingertips flex around the tin, feeling her nails scrape against the tin, feeling her glistening greens shimmer. She slams her eyelids shut, refusing to let loose such tears. Silently, she bows her head, feeling a wave of emotions wash over her, warmly welcoming her back to the real world…

*What do you think of Best Jeanist and Sayako? Would love to know!*