"Is everything ok?" I could hear Riku from the other side of the door.
I kept on throwing up in the toilet. I was a sweaty mess. My hair was soaked and was tousled real badly. I must've looked as sick as I felt.
I answered him back, "Don't know." I sounded weary.
"I'll be right here if you need anything." I was so glad that my boyfriend cared about me.
This lasted for fifteen minutes longer. My nausea then went away, but I still felt sick.
Riku helped me to the couch where he laid me down. He brought over a blanket and laid it just over me. That week, I was treated by my man. So thankful for Riku.
Each morning was the same routine. I would wake up, run to the bathroom, only to make it just in time to puke my guts out in the toilet. When I got done, I was helped back to the couch where I laid there. Riku would check my temperature. Completely worried I may have some sort of serious stomach bug.
"Still no fever." Riku said after checking my temperature for the fifth consecutive time. "But I'm still worried." He made his way to the recliner and sat in it. He looked at me caringly. "Is there any other symptoms?"
I thought about it. Now that I think about it, there was some odd things that happened.
"Now that I think about it, I guess there are some things that happened this week."
"Care to explain?"
"For one, I just feel tired throughout the day. I have to pee quite a bit. And my chest feels a little sore." I said honestly.
Riku was deep in thought. "That is quite weird. I'm taking you to see the doctor next week." He said bluntly.
"Ok." I was in no mood to protest. I probably needed to see one anyhow. "So now what?"
"We'll just have to have a fun night in."
"Sex? Cause I'm in no mood for it."
"Actually, board games."
"Oh good."
That night was full of games. Riku took out a small card table. He then went to a small closet and grabbed a handful of board games and plopped them on the floor next to me. We spent that night playing through most of the games. Of course Riku beat me. He probably spent more time playing them then I did.
Once I started to get tired, he put the games and table away. I got comfortable on the couch with the blanket that Riku provided. He kissed me on my forehead and went to his own bed to sleep.
Morning soon arrived. I got up and rushed straight to the bathroom to vomit as per my usual new routine. Riku could only look at me with concern. He helped me back to the couch where I felt completely fatigued. He then got up and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the two of us. As was his usual this past week. My typical breakfast wasn't much. Just something easy to go down. I heard the microwave go off a few minutes after. I could smell it. It was grits. He always puts pieces of bacon in there with cheese to help give it a good boost in flavor. He brought me the bowl on a small tray and put it in front of me. I picked up the spoon and started to eat it. It was as good as any other meal that Riku had made for me.
Riku spoke up, "I'm going to get in touch with the island doctor. See if he can get us in."
I looked at Riku with thankful eyes. "Please, do."
Riku nods. "I will."
The rest of the day was just as easy any other day this week. Riku waited on me that day. Part of the day was me napping. I had no idea what was going on with my body. I just knew I wanted to get better. Being, feeling, this sick was not what I wanted. All I was thinking about was that it had to be Riku's food. I hope it wasn't raw still when I ate it.
At lunch time, I could hear Riku on the phone with someone. I assumed that it was with the island doctor. The island only had one doctor for everyone. He was good. I remembered when I was a kid, I would visit him for my check up. He would always reward me with a lollipop for being such a good boy. He would also calm me down if I ever got scared. Growing up on the island most of our lives, we put our trust in him.
I tried to listen into Riku's phone conversation. "Hey… It's about Sora… Symptoms? Yeah, he's been waking up with nausea and have been tired a good portion of the day… Flu? Don't know. He doesn't have a fever… When will you have the next availability?... Tuesday?... That'll work for us… See you then."
Riku ended the conversation with the doctor. I could only lay there on the couch, still sick feeling. He came back with a bowl of hot soup. Straight from a can. Of course Riku can prepare a piping hot pot of soup, but the canned stuff was just as good and quicker.
"There you go Sora." He said as he gave me the bowl on the tray.
I picked up the spoon and slowly shoved the soup in my room.
"You talked to the doctor?" I asked him.
"I did." Riku answered. "His next availability will be Tuesday. You think you can handle until then."
"I think so." I looked down.
He looked at me. "Don't worry, we'll get there together." He gave me a sympathetic smile.
I looked back at him with the same smile. "I just want to get this dealt with." I said honestly.
"We will. If we didn't, then I wouldn't be a good boyfriend." He winked at me. I couldn't help but to laugh at him. "Just hang in there. Ok?"
"You know I will. I dealt with Xemnas and the entire organization by myself. Why wouldn't I be able to deal with this?"
"That's the Sora I know and love." He went over and gave me a passionate kiss on my lips.
I had to live up with this for another few days. Weak? Yes, but I know that the doctor will have all the answers we have.