Today is Hieica's birthday! She has turned fifteen. (Go her) This fanfic is dedicated to her (now go wish her a happy birthday yourselves).

Note: This is my first Furuba/Fruits basket fic, and I've only ever followed the manga, and I stand by how it goes, gender-surprise or no. However, I'm writing Akito as a male in this fic because Hieica is in denial about said person's gender.

Onward…

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It had, thankfully, been a slow day so far. None of the patients who came in had anything more than minor problems that could be treated easily and quickly. Akito had even been in a fairly cheerful – for Akito that is – mood, so Hatori hadn't even been summoned to his bedside to treat the God, or a victim of one of his foul tempers.

All in all though, the dragon was very pleased when it came time for him to close up and go home. It was Friday, and he had had an even more hectice week than most; meaning that much work and little sleep was mostly what the past week had been made of. Unfortunately, the week before this one Akito had caught a cold which completely drained him of energy and put him in an even worse temper than normal. Hatori had been at the God's bedside every spare moment he had had. Currently the dragon was coping with around two hours of sleep a night.

As Hatori headed back to his home, he made a decision; he would take a nap when he got home. Yes, that sounded good. He would take a nap.

Just as soon as he finished some paperwork he was in the middle of working on.

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Ayame was in a good mood. Better than usual even! Not only did he get some fun and interesting customers today, but he had also finally finished a couple of his current personal projects. Specifically, two of the several elaborate kimonos he had been working on.

One he made with Yuki in mind. Ayame was positive that once the rat saw his new green outfit he would finally come around. He was planning on presenting it to Yuki Saturday afternoon, when Tohru would be present. Then the rat would have to open the box containing the gift, and once he saw the gift he would love it and would treausre the kimono (and its maker) forever. You could practically see the sparkles in the snake's eyes as he thought about his picture-perfect senario.

The other kimono was for Hatori.

Yes, the snake had decided a while ago that the doctor needed more color in his life, and he had been diligently working on making a few new things that the man would be able to wear in order perk up the day. The kimono just happened to get finished first. It was made of a pretty fabric that contained a few different purples that sort of blended together throughout the pattern. Ayame was going to get Hatori to wear it no matter what. If it took force to get the workaholic dragon to put on the kimono, then so be it!

It was with this goal in mind that the snake unlocked Hatori's front door – he had gotten the key through a sneaky means that won't be gone into at the moment – and went in, the box containing the kimono in hand.

"Tori-san!" The snake shouted enthusiastically, "I know you're here! I have something to show you!" Ayame waited for a few seconds, but the only thing that answered his shouts was silence.

The white-haired man frowned. He knew that the doctor should be home by now – Friday was practically the only day Hatori didn't stay at his office until after sunset – and if his prompt and polite friend didn't come down to greet him as soon as he heard his shouts, well, something might be wrong!

I suppose I shouldn't jump to conclusions. Ayame thought to himself. Maybe Hatori is just in a room with the door closed and he can't hear. That's probably it. "So then I'll go find him!" The snake exclaimed out loud. And off he went to search.

It turned out that he did not have to search very hard. He knew the ways of Hatori very well, and figured that the most logical place to start looking would be the doctor's home office. That's where the excited snake started and ended his search.

Ayame opened the door of the small room ready to loudly announce his presence to Hatori, as was per usual, when something did the normally impossible and silenced him.

The dragon was indeed in his home office, just as the white-haired man predicted, but he was not diligently working away on his computer like normal. Instead the doctor was slumped over the keyboard, his head on his arms.

The kimono forgotten, Ayame yelped and rushed over to the immobile Hatori to check what was wrong. He was only slightly mollified to find that the dragon was not sick or dead, but sleeping. Apparently he had worked himself to exhaustion again.

The snake was not pleased.

While throughly scolding the dragon for sacrifing his personal health for work, Ayame rushed to open doors and make an easy path to Hatori's bedroom. Then he gently moved him into a more accessible position, and lifted the dragon out of his chair.

As he made his way to Hatori's room, Ayame continued to talk, half to the sleeping dragon, half to himself. "You do this all the time!" He admonished quietly. "You just work, work, work and take care of everyone else and then you forget to take care of yourself!" He noticed that Hatori was even lighter than usual, and Ayame made a face to express just what he thought of that. "And look!" The white-haired man continued, "You're probably forgetting to eat too. That's it!" On uttering these words, the snake entered the bedroom and lay Hatori down on the bed, pulling the covers onto his chin.

Looking over the scene, Ayame nodded to himself in approval. At least the dragon was sleeping now. "That's it." He repeated. "From now I'm coming more often and taking better care of you. I can do a better job than you're doing!" The snake glanced at the sleeping Hatoti once more, then left the room and headed for the kitchen. When the dragon woke up, there would be a meal prepared. And he was going to be eating it now that Ayame had a say!

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Two hours later, dinner was long made. Ayame ended up putting everything away in the refrigerator, with notes on how and when to heat what up. He had spent the last half hour just sitting in Hatori's room and watching the dragon sleep. He looked so absolutely out of it that the snake began to worry about just how hard Hatori had been pushing himself the past few weeks.

He decided to spend the night. It would be good if Hatori had someone to moniter him through the night anyway (or at least, that's what Ayame told himself), and this way, if the dragon woke up, Ayame would be able to tell him of what would happen in the future. Namely, not this. Ever again.

Being the sensible person that he was, the snake had a change of clothes in his car already, so there was no need to worry about clothing. He ate dinner by himself and then got ready for bed, laying out his clothes for tomorrow as was his habit when he was away from his personal wardrobe. As an afterthought, he also put the box with the purple kimono in it next to his little pile.

When all else was ready and prepared for tomorrow, Ayame brought the guest futon into Hatori's room. He got in his newly made bed, taking one final sweeping look over the darkened room. His eyes settled on the sleeping dragon, and he half-smiled, half-frowned. He was glad that the dragon was resting, but it was not good that total exhaustion had to happen first. Ayame would make sure to lecture the doctor about it in the morning.

The last thing that Ayame's eyes fell on before they closed in sleep was the unopened box that still contained the purple kimono he was intent on Hatori wearing. As he drifted off to sleep, the snake's final thoughts were of how he'd convice 'Tori-san' to put it on tomorrow.

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I'm sorry if there was major OOC in this. I tried… Reviews, comments, critisism, suggestions, ect are all welcome and wanted.

Happy birthday Koibito! T.T I hope this suits you.